Brian shrugged and grimaced a little. “Yeah, but do we really want to let him see you dressed sexy again? I’d rather it was someone else – someone new – not him again.”
“Oh? Like who, Brian?” Natalie looked to her husband, grinning sweetly. “Do you want to show me off to someone else? Have you been thinking about it?”
He blushed. “I don’t know – a little bit – sort of, anyway…. You’ve been extra sexy since then, and I like it.”
“Okay – so, let’s forget about your bosses and try it with someone new. I’m game,” Natalie declared.
“Alright, but only with other old guys – not with anyone who would think they could actually get with you.”
“Oh, I see…. You HAVE been thinking about this.”
“Yeah, but who would we do it with, honey? I don’t know who – just that it can’t be someone our age.”
“Okay – I don’t mind if he’s older…. I’ve been thinking about things I could wear. I bought this really short frock. It’s light and breezy and only just covers my bottom. It would be so easy for a guy to see up it, and if there’s any wind at all it will lift up all the time.” Natalie bit her lip. “What if I wore it out on the balcony when Mr. Taylor’s sitting outside with his paper next time?”
“Mr. Taylor?”
“Uh huh…. He’s old, isn’t he?”
“Yeah – he’s okay.” Brian nodded. “Yeah – Mr. Taylor’s perfect…. And what about that old dude we ran into shopping the other night and he invited us to go for a swim in his pool? I saw him checking you out when you weren’t looking. He’s obviously an old perv.”
“Oh, him!” Natalie blushed. “That was Roger Chino. He’s one of Mum’s old boyfriends. He always used to watch me around the house when he was staying over.”
“Yeah – so, he sounds perfect too, doesn’t he?”
“I don’t know. He’s a bit of a sleaze.” Natalie cuddled closer. “What about this guy, Brian?”
They were parked facing a walkway along the shoreline. There were people strolling, very few, but one would pass occasionally. A man of about 40 was approaching, walking a dog.
“What if I change my top – let him see?”
“Okay, but stay in the car in case we have to take off.”
Natalie quickly pulled off her bikini top. The guy was some distance away yet. She took her t-shirt from the bag in the back seat and sat around again. She left the shirt on her lap and started combing her hair. “Is he looking?” she asked anxiously.
“Not yet…. Not yet…. Yep! He looked. He saw you, baby…. He’s checking you out!”
Natalie kept her head turned and continued combing her hair.
“He stopped with the dog but he’s watching,” Brian said, spying sideways himself.
Natalie dared to look, and she bit down on her smile as she caught the guy’s glance. He smiled too, and she blushed and lifted her t-shirt to cover herself.
The guy moved on. Natalie and Brian were laughing when someone appeared at Brian’s window and banged on the roof. “Dudes! Awesome car!” It was their friend Micky. He leaned in the window and had a look at the dash, pressing buttons and checking it out. He and Brian were chatting while Natalie still held her t-shirt across her chest.
She waited until he was looking right at her and lowered the shirt, turning it in the right way to put on and letting him see her tits.
“Ooh, yeah – awesome rack, Natalie!”
Natalie smiled through her blush. Brian’s eyes widened as he looked at her. She fiddled with her shirt some more, deliberately tangling it and letting their friend have a good look. “Thanks, Micky. I’m glad you approve.”
“Man, that’s hot,” he said to Brian. “I didn’t know she did topless.”
“I don’t usually, so don’t go blabbing to everyone,” Natalie told him.
He leaned there on the window quietly watching. His bravado vanished. “I wouldn’t say anything.”
Natalie had organized her shirt. She met Brian’s eyes briefly then decided to just lay it on her knees, and she resumed combing her hair. Her tits were jiggling as she moved her arm back and forth. Her nipples were aroused.
Micky was a bit immature but really nice. They had known him since they all went to school together. He had been the third wheel quite a lot in that time, hanging around with them. He hadn’t had many girlfriends.
“We’re playing games – flashing older men,” Natalie told him. “Spicing up our marriage.”
“Natalie!” Brian scolded.
“Oh – Micky’s alright.”
“Yeah – I’m alright…. It’s cool, man…. I’ve read about stuff like this – keeping things exciting!”
“Exactly!” Natalie declared. “See – he gets it, Brian.”
“Yeah – I guess. But get in the car, man. There’s a whole bunch of women coming. We have to go.”
“Cool. Can I get a lift home?”
“Get in this side, Micky. I’ll get in the back.” Natalie climbed between the front seats. She hunched down so the passing women wouldn’t see her and remained topless for Micky.
He buckled up then turned in his seat to look at her. Brian drove off but looked back too. Natalie put her t-shirt on but left it bunched above her tits.
Brian glanced at Micky. “You better not say anything, man!”
“I won’t. This is too awesome to screw up.”
“Micky can come over for a while this afternoon if you like, Brian. I wouldn’t mind,” Natalie said.
“But it’s supposed to be older guys.”
“Yeah, but that’s so they won’t get any ideas, isn’t it? It’s not like Micky will. We’ve been friends forever.”
Brian looked at Micky.
Micky looked from him to Natalie. “I’ll do whatever you say.”
“Yeah – I guess,” Brian conceded. “I suppose it’s no different, being friends and all.”
Natalie fixed her top in place properly and sat forward. “You see me as just a friend, don’t you, Micky? I mean, I know I’m female too, but you could just enjoy looking and not touching, couldn’t you?”
“Definitely! This is awesome…. I could help too. The old guy I just started work for would let you come out on the boat with us. You could go topless and let him see. If I tell him you’re going to he’ll be in it for sure.”
Natalie looked to Brian. “Yeah, that’s Mr. Chino. That guy we saw yesterday – Roger Chino – that’s his dad. I know him really well. He was like a step-grandad to me for a few years. He used to check me out too, but he’s not sleazy like Roger.”
Brian peered over his shoulder. “So, he’d be one old guy we could have fun with, then?”
“Yeah….” Natalie blushed at the thought. “If Micky could get him to take us on his boat. I haven’t seen him in years. I couldn’t ask him or anything.”
“I’ll ask,” Micky declared proudly. “Leave it me. I’ll set it up.”
Brian glanced at Micky. “Do you want to come to our place for a while, then?”
“Sure! Definitely!”
Natalie blushed a little when Micky looked back at her again. His gaze lowered to her legs. She stretched her t-shirt down, her nipples poking at it. He smiled. She gathered her skirt and lifted it, showing him her pink panties with her thighs together. Brian looked back over his shoulder and saw. She bit her lip when he met her eyes.
“Fuck, she’s hot,” Micky said to Brian.
“Yeah, I know….”
****
Brian and Natalie lived on the second floor, above the apartment of the building caretaker old Mr. Taylor. It had been Brian’s home before they married two years ago. They had been together since high school, surviving 3 years long distance when Brian was in college interstate. They married right after that, both aged 22. They rented but with their new income were going to buy a house soon – maybe one closer to the beach. It was a half hour drive from the apartment.
Brian followed his best friend up the st
airs with Natalie leading the way and smiling back at them. Micky was no threat. He and Brian had grown up as neighbours. Their parents were close friends and used to holiday together. Micky was short and thin and hopeless with girls. He was still a clown, having failed to grow up when Brian did. He was always around, and Natalie really liked him, so that was fine. Letting him see her boobs had been weird at first for Brian, but he was over that now and was beginning to enjoy the situation.
It had been a hell of a shock when it first happened at Mr. Cullen’s bungalow. Brian had felt intimidated when he watched the Cullen’s strip his wife naked. He had feared not only for his job but for his and Natalie’s safety. When he sobered up he felt differently. It was exciting the next morning when they did it again. The idea then grew on him. Natalie was so horny all the time, and he knew she was thinking the same way he was.
Still, Brian would be making sure it was only with older guys from now on. Micky was different. He was like their helper. He was always like that, and now they were playing this game he would do fine to practice with. It was obvious Natalie had decided to test ideas with him.
Brian came from the toilet to find his little buddy out on the balcony.
Micky smiled, his brows flickering. “Natalie’s getting changed.”
Brian grabbed him in a headlock and ruffled his curly hair. “Try touching her and I’ll chuck you over the balcony. Got it?”
“Yeah, I got it…. She’s so fucking hot, dude. I’ve always wanted to see her titties.”
“I know…. Can’t blame you for that.”
Micky checked inside. “They’re big, eh? Small nips but big…!” He made cups with his hands to illustrate his enthusiastic point.
“They’re only C-cups, man. I think it’s because she’s so slender, they look huge.”
Micky craned his neck to check inside again. “What’s she going to wear, man?”
“I don’t know….”
Brian went back to the kitchen and got three beers from the fridge. He saw Natalie pass the open doorway toward the balcony. He hurried back and found her there wearing a little frock he’d never seen before. It had a yellow and light blue floral pattern and was floating on the breeze, billowing out around her waist. It was gathered elastic at the top and without any shoulder straps.
She spun to face him and gave a big smile. “Do you like?”
“Yeah – it’s pretty.”
She reached up to pull her hair back into a ponytail. The hem of her frock lifted to reveal see-through white panties that had a centre seam. They were almost transparent mesh fabric, her pubic hair clearly visible.
Micky was quietly watching her. He was sitting and looking directly at her crotch. She was biting her grin, her eyes alight as she peered down at him.
“It would be better if it was windy,” she said. “It still covers me quite well down there.” She smoothed the frock and stretched the skirt across her thighs, showing it covered her panties. “Go down and check what Mr. Taylor will be able to see, Micky. Just walk past his rail and have a look from there.”
“Okay,” Micky said, jumping up to comply with his directive.
“Do you really like it, Brian?”
“It’s amazing, honey. I love how short it is.”
“I’ve got a new top too. I bought one that’s cut really low under my arms – so you can see my boobs from the sides. Plus I bought a new beach wrap that will be fun.”
Micky was down below looking up. Natalie stood near the rail and turned side to side, the breeze billowing her frock a little. Micky gave a thumbs up and ran back into the building. Mr. Taylor’s balcony protruded from below theirs. They could see down into it, and he could see them clearly if they stood at the rail. He had a lounge chair outside and sat there every morning reading the paper.
“Awesome!” Micky exclaimed, puffing. “That’s awesome…. I could see your panties easy and I even saw your tits – but just the bottom part, not the nipples.” He had a drink of beer and wiped his mouth on his arm, his eyes wide and a huge grin on his face.
“I can show you how this works as a long skirt too, but not out here.”
Natalie went into the lounge. Micky followed, and Brian stepped in too.
“You can leave the door open,” Natalie said. “I don’t mind if anyone can see me inside like this.”
“Oh, okay….” Brian didn’t know what was going to happen. He checked the facing apartments and couldn’t see anyone on their balconies. He turned back to Natalie.
She was biting her grin and blushing. She looked at Micky, standing there watching her, and she tugged her frock down, her tits bouncing out the top of it as she lowered it to her waist.
“See – it works as a skirt like this…. Neat, huh?”
Micky stared at her tits, his mouth agape. She drew a breath and they shuddered, wobbling a little, her nipples jiggling. She glanced at Brian, and he looked up from them to meet her eyes. She turned back to their friend and watched his face as she cupped her tits and fondled the nipples. She wet her fingertips and tweaked them, then she raked her hair and reset it in the band, keeping her shoulders back and her chest forward.
Micky never blinked. He was still staring with his mouth open and his eyes wide.
“And that’s enough for now,” Natalie giggled, pulling her frock back up to cover herself.
Micky shook his head slowly, his face split with his grin. Natalie poked his belly playfully. He buckled over laughing. She grabbed him from behind, attacking his ribs and making him wriggle and squirm. Brian rested back on the arm of a lounge chair watching them. She was giggling, and he was shrieking. He ended up on the lounge with her on top of him. Then he started fighting back and making Natalie squeal and laugh. She was probably stronger than him, but he managed to hold his own. He got her on her back, and she tucked her legs up to protect her body.
“Enough! You win!” Natalie cried, puffing and holding his wrists. She wriggled her legs out from between them, her frock bunched up around her middle and her panties exposed.
She was lying along the length of the lounge on her back. Micky was kneeling on the edge of the middle cushion leaning over her. She still held his wrists. “Bully!”
“You started it,” he said, and he looked over her body, his gaze settling on her panties.
She had one leg straight and the other off the edge of the lounge. Her thighs were slightly apart. The seam down the centre of her panties was open, and her pussy lips were exposed.
Brian craned his neck to see better. Natalie glanced at him but looked back down at herself. She then rested her head back on a cushion and watched Micky’s face.
“They’re crotch less?” Brian said stupidly.
“Uh huh,” Natalie uttered.
“And see-through,” Micky added. “Can see your pubes as well as inside a little bit.” He looked to Brian then at Natalie’s face. He had another look at her pussy. “Looks like you’re wetting a little bit.”
Natalie’s blush deepened. “I can’t help that…. It’s not THAT kind of wetting, Micky.”
“Oh! Well, what kind?”
Natalie brushed her dress down. “You’ll have to ask Brian…. Don’t you even know about that with girls?”
“He’s a virgin,” Brian explained.
Natalie sat up. “Oh, shit – really?”
“Yeah – so far,” Micky admitted, sitting on the far end of the lounge. He had placed a cushion on his lap. “It just hasn’t happened yet.”
“Well, that’s okay. That’s sweet,” Natalie said.
Micky smiled again. “That’s why this is so awesome.”
Natalie poked the cushion he was holding with her toe. “Is something happening under there?”
“There’s nothing happening,” Micky said, gripping the cushion tighter.
Brian slipped back onto the seat of his chair.
His wife was smiling and flashing eyebrows. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of, Micky…. It’s no different to what was happ
ening to me.”
“With the wetting?”
“Yes – with that…. It gets wet like that so—” She made a ring with her thumb and forefinger and poked her other forefinger through. “So it slips in.”
“Oh – right…. That makes sense…. So, when I get a girl I have to make her wet first?”
“Exactly!”
“How?”
Natalie giggled. “Try tickling her. It worked for me.”
****
Brian quietly watched on as his wife and best buddy laughed and chatted. He responded when anything was directed at him but mostly just observed and soaked in the strange thrill as Natalie’s legs waved side to side and inadvertently parted to reveal her pussy sometimes.
Micky stayed for pizza then caught the bus home. Brian and Natalie made love. It was nine the next morning when Bruno Cullen knocked on the door.
“Yes, it’s him, honey. He’s got the picture.”
Natalie was just out of bed. “Am I okay like this?” She stretched her singlet down a bit. It didn’t reach the waistband of her white cotton panties. They were thin. Brian could see her camel toe. He nodded to her and opened the door to meet the smiling face of his boss.
“Morning, Brian. Hope I didn’t wake you on your weekend.”
“It’s fine, Bruno. We just got up.” Brian stepped back to usher his boss inside.
“Hi, Bruno,” Natalie said sweetly, wringing her hands in front.
“Ahh – there’s the pretty lady,” he replied, his gaze traveling down and up her body. He handed Brian the wrapped picture as Natalie approached. “Don’t you look fine first thing in the morning?” He put his big arms around her and gave a hug and a quick kiss on the lips. He then held her arms and leaned back to look her up and down again.
Brian saw Natalie’s lips were wet from the kiss. She mummed them, taking in the older man’s saliva.
He took hold around her waist and turned to face Brian. “Well, open it up. Let’s have a look…. I only have a moment.”
Brian ripped away the paper and held up the print.
“Wow!” Natalie gushed.
“Not bad, eh?” Bruno gave her a squeeze, his big hand gripping beneath her breast as he looked down at them.
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