“Oh yeah? And what do you think about when you look at me exactly?”
“About how amazingly hot you are.”
Annabelle scoffs. “And that has suddenly changed, has it? I just transformed to become amazingly hot two weeks ago?”
Luke returns the playful smile but supresses a smart arsed come back. He takes a moment to collect his thoughts in the dangerous new waters. “I get hard looking at you and thinking about your tits being on display, baby…. In public…. To other men!” Luke takes a big nervous breath and expels. “I really want to do that again sometime – don’t you?”
Annabelle lowers her eyes for a few seconds again. They lift slowly. “Can it be with another guy like that last one? Some really big, strong looking man?”
Luke moves over his wife and knees her legs open. “Yeah, I guess….” he says into her mouth.
She returns the kiss but is holding his hips. She twists and reaches to the bedside cabinet on her side to grab a condom from the open box. She waggles her brows at him as she’s fitting the sheath. “Not like that until our Gold Coast holiday – bad boy!”
Chapter 5
All morning Luke works in his yard and drives back and forth from the rubbish dump unable to get the idea of showing Annabelle’s breasts out of his mind. She’s there inside visible through the spare room window sewing. Luke avoids approaching her until he goes in to grab some lunch. He’s at the kitchen counter making a sandwich when she sneaks up and cuddles him from behind.
He grabs his sandwich and takes her with an arm, meeting her lips before she pushes away and goes to the sink. She gets a glass of water and glances back over her shoulder while smoothing a hand over her bottom – over the back of a little denim skirt that Luke doesn’t recognise. She turns to face him and plucks the hem of it down in front. It’s extremely short and tight fitting. “Do you like it?” she asks sweetly.
“Wow!” Luke exclaims. “When did you buy that one?”
“I’ve had it for a while, but I just altered it…. It was a bit longer than this.” She looks down at herself again. “So, does it look good on me?”
“Ha! More like you look good with it on, baby…. It’s pretty hot.”
Annabelle giggles. “Thank you…. It will be scary wearing it in public at all.”
Luke gulps. “And you’re going to?”
Annabelle bites down on her grin and nods, her brows lifting. “Not just anywhere – but to be sexy when we do that again…. Like – for the guy.”
Luke’s chest has tightened. “And with your top as well?”
“Uh huh…. I’ve got panties to match that bra – depending on where we go and if I’m going to be sitting at all. This actually turned out a bit shorter than I was trying for….” She plucks at her hem again. “The panties are pretty though – in case the guy gets to see them at all.”
Luke’s cock throbs in his pants. He’s just holding his sandwich. “I kind of thought of a place we could try….”
“Oh yeah?” Annabelle returns to his side, beaming a smile now.
“I was just thinking of the garden walk up at Clifford Park. Just to sit at one of the benches and read while people walk past…. Just to like – sit forward a bit when a guy walks past alone.”
“Ooh I like that idea!” Annabelle replies excitedly. “Only when the right guy is walking past that is, right?’
“Yeah, the right guy, baby…. You’ll know which one.”
Annabelle strokes Luke’s arm. “When?”
He takes a breath and shrugs. “What about tomorrow? It’s supposed to stay sunny all weekend.”
Luke has calculated that the garden walk is a safe public place and that any man walking there would probably be okay – mild mannered even. He doesn’t like the thought of a big biker dude or anything.
“Tomorrow is too soon and too long to wait at the same time,” Annabelle says with a pout. “I’m so nervous but can’t wait either.”
She pushes away and rushes to the bedroom, returning after a minute. Luke munches on his sandwich and watches her set up at a stool across the counter. She has on her little top and bra. At first she sits up straight and checks herself, plucking at her top. Then she rests forward and watches while the garments gape to reveal her breasts, more so as she narrows her shoulders and rests her elbows on the counter.
Luke cranes forward to look at her legs.
“These are the wrong panties,” Annabelle explains, following his gaze. Her skirt is stretched taut across her thighs and is not long enough to cover her crotch. The white panties she’s wearing are easily viewed until she crosses her legs. She looks up defiantly. “See – easily done!”
“Better when you don’t cross them, baby.”
“Hmm – really? So you do like this skirt?”
“I want the next guy to see you in it,” Luke replies evenly. “I want him to get a look at your tits and your little panties as well, baby…. I really want that.”
Annabelle takes a breath. “Me too…. I really want it too, Luke…. I hope he’s going to be so tall and huge. At least as big as that other guy – or even bigger.”
Luke nods, his heart thumping. “Huge in every way huh, baby? Would you want him to be that kind of huge as well?”
Annabelle just stares for a moment. Her eyes finally waver and she averts them and shrugs. “Not that it really makes any difference….”
“But yes?” Luke presses.
She returns his gaze firmly. “Yes. I kind of imagine he’ll be big in that way too. Just so he’s more confident as a man, I suppose.” Annabelle shrugs and averts her gaze again, her blush rising a little. “I noticed that guy at the truck stop was pretty big down there.”
Luke gulps. “You noticed?”
“Uh huh…. It was obvious in his jeans and he was standing right the other side of my window – at that exact height.”
“Yeah, and it was probably expanding every second he was looking at you, baby.”
“Mmm – I hope so. I’d love to think I could give a man like that a hard on.” Annabelle is scrunching her shoulders and looking at her breasts.
Luke is looking at them too. “If you do that for the guy he’ll definitely bone up. You’ll only have to lean forward a bit like that and let him have a real good look at them.”
“Even as small as they are?” Annabelle looks up from them then back down.
“Yeah, it’s even better that they’re not too big. That way he’ll get to see all of them – like your full tits. Which is better than just a bit of cleavage…. I want him to see everything, baby – like that other guy did. Even if he’s going to be another big dude and I have to keep my mouth shut while he checks you out.” Luke gulps a little and his face flushes. “Or with it being out in the open like that – if I feel a bit intimidated or scared of the guy if he tries to hang around at all. Not like being in the car and able to just drive away again.”
“Mmm – I’d like that,” Annabelle utters as Luke squeezes her shoulders. “I’d love it if you were scared of him and had to back off and wait while he was with me.”
“Or I could sit at a different bench and just watch on so he thinks you’re alone…. And if you picked some big dude who stopped to talk to you while he checked you out. And I’d be too scared to come over until after he left…. Some big dude with a huge cock,” Luke groans into his wife’s neck as his fingers slip into her pussy. “Aw fuck you’re wet again, baby.”
“Uh huh,” Annabelle utters through a ragged breath, squeezing her thighs together and squirming from the contact. “Mmm you’re going to make me cum just talking like that, Luke.”
“I just can’t believe how wet you are from it, baby. I’ve never felt you like this before.”
“Yes, well I think we need to settle down a bit otherwise I’m going to run out of dry panties to wear.” Annabelle leaves Luke to make another sandwich while she starts the dishwasher. She then returns to her sewing room and comes back wearing a halter neck stretch-cotton dress to above mid-thigh.
“Wow!” Luke exclaims.
“Do you like this too?”
“I love it, baby. Is that another one you’ve had hidden?”
“It’s actually really old. I’ve had it since before we got married, but you’ve forgotten about it since I haven’t worn it in years.” She tugs at the hem. “I just took it up a few inches….”
“Awesome! Looks fantastic,” Luke goes on, genuinely impressed. “We should go to the pub for a couple of drinks.”
“What – now?”
“Yeah, I wanted to pick up some beers. Even better to have them there if you’re going to wear that.”
“Hmm – really?” Annabelle smooths the dress down over her hips. “Do you mean exactly like this?”
“Hell yes! Can almost make out your little bush and your nipples…. It’s perfect.”
“But I have nothing on underneath at the moment,” Annabelle says. “Not even down there, because they were all wet and getting sticky.”
“Oh…. Well, how about just going without any, baby? Only you and I will know.”
Annabelle smiles through a little blush. “Hmm – and do you mean to our pub or somewhere else?”
“Um…. No, we could go for a drive across town if you want. Somewhere no one will recognise us.”
“Yes, I like that idea better…. I’d be embarrassed to run into anyone.”
“Yeah, definitely, baby. I know where we can go. It’s a nice bar rather than a pub. A bit more classy but still casual this time of day. We could just have a few drinks.”
“Yeah? Really?” Annabelle utters as Luke takes both of her hands. “So, we’re not going to wait until tomorrow now?”
“No, I don’t really want to wait either…. I just hope there are one or two guys like we were talking about. You look really hot in this too. And even if they just get to check you out a little bit this time.”
Annabelle’s blush rises. “Okay,” she utters softly.
“Okay then…. I’ll go and have a quick shower.”
Luke tosses the sandwich he’s just made – his stomach feeling a bit nervous all of a sudden. He has a quick shower and pulls on jeans and a collared shirt. Annabelle is at her dressing table doing makeup. He doesn’t disturb her, choosing to get the car from the garage and wait outside. She appears from the front door smiling and looking great – her eyes and lips subtly highlighted and making her even prettier.
She gives Luke an excited look as he opens her door. He gets into the driver’s seat and buckles up. Annabelle is watching his face. “I chickened out,” she says.
“Chickened out?”
“Yes, I put on panties…. I could easily take them off later, but I just felt too naked in this dress. It’s pretty short.”
“That’s okay, baby. You still look hot. Can still see your tits – like, that you’re braless.” Luke gives his wife’s breast a little squeeze as he drives. She covers his hand with hers and checks around. He lowers his hand to her thigh and rests it there. “What else have you fixed up to wear – any more short skirts or dresses?”
“No, but I tried on the skirts I bought for work before and I think they’ll be fine. They’re about the same length as this dress, so way shorter than my usual ones, but I’ve seen shorter around the building…. Plus there are quite a lot of nice looking guys who I could start dressing for a little bit.” Annabelle is still watching Luke’s face. “A few of the ones who often say hello to me are really tall and obviously work out.”
“Oh yeah? They just say hello?”
“Well, they like chatting of course. The ones I like are mostly just fun.”
“Anyone in particular?” Luke asks warmly, squeezing his wife’s thigh.
Annabelle takes a breath. “There’s a guy I was thinking of when I bought the skirts. He’s in my building but I don’t see him all that often…. He’s really huge in the shoulders and chest – almost like a body builder but not one of those pumped up ones – more natural looking…. Plus he does more than just smile – he lets me know he’s looking.”
“Wow, baby, I never knew anything like that…. I mean I know guys check chicks out all the time, but I never really thought much about it.”
“Well, yes it does happen all the time, Luke. It’s nothing unusual, and lots of women play up to it.”
“Right. Of course…. And you want to with this body builder guy?”
“Um yes – with the others as well, but especially with him – now that we’ve started this…. I was thinking of getting one of those contour bras in white and maybe undoing my blouse a little bit next time I have to deliver anything to his office.”
“And let him have a look?” Luke groans, lifting to feel a breast again.
“Uh huh – unless I chicken out of doing that too…. Mmm – if I could do everything I fantasize about I’d be able to just undress completely for him – right there in his office.”
“Aw fuck,” Luke groans, glaring from the traffic for as long as he can.
“And then he pulls me onto his lap, and I can’t even imagine after that,” Annabelle goes on.
“Wow that’s some fantasy, baby.”
“I know and it’s so real…. I even get wet at work from him, Luke. Right in the middle of the office with everyone around and I’m supposed to be working.”
Luke nods. “What’s his name?”
“Paul Jamison. He’s a bit older – about 40, I think.”
“And what about the others – any of them that old too?”
Annabelle shakes her head. “No, more so our age…. I don’t usually think much about older men – except this one.”
“And he has his own office? There’s no one else around when you drop stuff off to him?”
“No it’s a private office, except for the door being open of course, and sometimes the secretary is there and I don’t even get to go in at all.”
“Okay, so this really has been going on for a long time, baby…. You’ve been fantasising about this older man and like bigger guys in general?”
“Well, yes, but everyone has their fantasies, don’t they? I’m not even sure how we got this far into talking about mine…. Or even if we should be talking about this.”
“No – it’s good. I’m glad we’re talking like this. I think it’s the right thing – being this open with each other.”
“Yes usually, but even with me and other men? Are you sure you’re okay with it, Luke? Doesn’t it make you angry at all?”
Luke takes a moment. He doesn’t have a ready answer for this. “I’ve been thinking about how it would be if this was totally natural…. It’s like if we were in nature and some huge dude wanted you, I’d be forced to stand back and let him – simply through physical size. And I’m sure that’s what turns women on deep down – the idea of the guy’s physical power and the feeling of being dominated by him. I mean, if it was nature with no society and law you wouldn’t have any more choice than me, baby. He’d just take you anyway. You’d be getting raped by more powerful men than me all the time and I’d just have to stand there and watch.”
Annabelle’s blush has lifted again. She’s looking directly ahead and shaking her head slowly. “Raped by them? I don’t know about that.”
“Well, you’d probably feel the same way as you seem to now and be turned on by them. Which means you would probably be quite submissive anyway if it was a strong enough guy. And I’d just have to get used to watching bigger men taking you in front of me…. But that would be in a totally natural and primitive situation, and we’re a long way above that kind of stuff as civilised humans.”
“Yeah, I guess,” Annabelle responds softly. “That all sounds logical but that isn’t how things really work, is it? I mean we fall in love and get married. It’s not like the wild animals.”
Luke squeezes his wife’s hand in her lap. “I know, baby. I’ve just been trying to figure out how I feel and why this has been so exciting for me…. I just think that maybe some of those instinctive things are still in us deep down, and maybe they influence how we react a little bit – in the way we get turned on.”
“Oh okay. That’s good then. It’s always best to understand why we feel the way we do.”
“I know, and I think it’s more complicated for me, baby. I think with you it’s just that basic physical power and attraction. But with me it’s kind of like being the less physical male is a truth somehow – like it’s hard to step aside and see the bigger guy getting his way, but it’s also good in that it’s just natural deep down…. It’s definitely exciting, and I think it’s that jealous yet accepting mix that creates the intensity.”
“Wow, Luke, you really have been thinking about this, haven’t you?” Annabelle has turned to face Luke with a warm smile now. “That all makes good sense to me.”
“Hey, I’m just trying to figure out why I like the idea of other guys checking you out. There’s no need to think about it too much – it just feels exciting…. I’m so glad you’ve been taking up the hems on your skirts. You’ve got great legs – especially with the sexy gap between your thighs.”
“Hmm, I know! I love my thighs,” Annabelle agrees, smoothing her hands down them. “And I like my thigh gap. Thanks to mum for that.”
“It makes it easier to see all the way to what these guys are really interested in, baby. All the way up to it if your skirt’s short enough.”
“Oh yeah? And what exactly are these guys really interested in?” Annabelle challenges.
Luke returns her smile but is overpowered by a more serious notion. “Well, they want to see your tits of course, but their real interest is in your pussy…. Ultimately to fuck you no doubt – if they ever got the chance.”
“Hmm – just like in nature, huh?” Annabelle is biting down on her smile now. “Or to pretend and play games about that….”
“Exactly!” Luke glances and nods. “That’s perfect, baby – to play games about these deep down natural feelings…. That’s exactly what this is, isn’t it?”
“Yes, and only as a game, right? Not to ever go past playing.”
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