[Wife's naked body under her raincoat][The End]

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She was completely naked, walking in the rain, her body exposed. Wearing a raincoat over her naked body, walking in the rain was the perfect opportunity.

I observed the surroundings, occasionally watching as my wife unbuttoned her clothes in secluded spots, pulled her raincoat aside to reveal her full, white breasts, or posed with her fair skin, fulfilling her adventurous fantasies of exposing herself. This added a thrill and excitement to our otherwise mundane married life, satisfying my desire to be spied on.

My wife is a young housewife with a good figure and no children. She has a strong sex drive and may have had many boyfriends before marriage, and even had sex with them. My wife wasn't a virgin when she married me, but because of her good figure, beauty, large breasts, round hips, and long legs, I loved admiring her exposed, white flesh, so I chose her as my wife.

I was somewhat aware of her promiscuous past, but I didn't mind because I also appreciated the beauty of sex and, in line with the increasingly open-minded attitudes of modern society, took care of me. She also encouraged her to enjoy herself to the fullest.

Since I was a foreman, I often worked on construction sites. During breaks, my wife would occasionally visit me or bring me lunch. She always wore loose dresses without underwear, making it easy to have sex quickly on the spot. When the mood struck, we would make love in a corner of an empty room when no one was around, or she would voluntarily take off her clothes, exposing her body for my enjoyment, or let me freely touch her body.

Sometimes I would rub her breasts and rub her erect nipples with my fingers; sometimes I would use my slightly dirty fingers to tease and caress her genitals. Of course, she enjoyed it, feeling incredibly satisfied and comfortable! Although I had the lingering smell of sweat from work, she still accepted it, after all, I was her husband.

Several times, my wife has been completely naked in front of me, either outdoors or at the construction site, striking provocative poses. I worry that her nakedness or lovemaking in such places might be seen by others, but I also feel a mix of tension and excitement, like a different kind of secretive thrill.

A few times, when we heard footsteps approaching, we quickly put on our clothes. While I don't mind others admiring my wife's beautiful body, I'm afraid of causing unnecessary trouble and affecting my work. We often exercise self-restraint and rationality.

Although we occasionally make love at the construction site, after I get home and shower, I often continue at her request. It seems that only the desire for sex exists in her mind; she doesn't think about anything else. She truly loves the pleasurable feeling of sex.

At home, my wife often doesn't draw the curtains, enjoying being completely naked alone at home watching porn, sitting, lying down, or doing housework. It seems she's willing to try any fantasy related to sex and eroticism.

Sometimes, while cooking in the kitchen, she would be completely naked except for an apron, her breasts barely concealed, seemingly about to burst out, making my mouth water.

Sometimes, while I was eating, she would hide under the table, unzip her pants, and pull out my large penis to suck on. I would eat while simultaneously enjoying the sensation, feeling incredibly relaxed and comfortable – it was truly amazing. Besides sucking my penis, she would also caress and knead her breasts with one hand, while the other hand would reach down and stroke her genitals.

Sometimes she would eat naked with me, allowing me to feast my eyes on her body, especially her large breasts. She would sit facing me, and I would stare intently, sometimes even spilling rice. Her prominent nipples seemed to be smiling, welcoming my gaze.

Occasionally, when we went out, she would deliberately dress provocatively, sometimes accidentally exposing herself, shocking me or others around us. I seemed to understand her unintentional actions, but her exposure attracted a few more glances. I didn't care about her exposure or accidental wardrobe malfunctions; others could see but couldn't touch her, so it didn't matter. It also showed that my wife had feminine charm.

When men looked at my wife in public, it was hard for them not to glance at her. In public places, elevators, or crowded areas, men would always take the opportunity to look at her body, even her breasts or thighs, seemingly fantasizing about her naked or wanting to see something. There were always different kinds of strange looks staring at her.

I often suspected that my wife was a promiscuous housewife with exhibitionist desires, because when she was stared at by men, she didn't get angry; sometimes she would even smile. My wife herself didn't feel anything was wrong; sometimes she even enjoyed it, even reaching orgasm. Her mind seemed to be constantly filled with passion and longing.

Once, my wife and I were going for a walk in the park. She excitedly went to the room to change, finding a low-cut short dress. She wasn't wearing a bra or underwear underneath, and I didn't know that. I wore it with her on my motorcycle to a park. Along the way, people on the street kept staring at my wife's exposed thighs. While waiting at a traffic light, some even stole glances at the crotch of her inner thighs. My wife seemed excited, occasionally wriggling her body slightly. Wearing it, I could almost feel that her genitals were wet.

Later, when we arrived at the park, I realized that my wife hadn't worn anything underneath her dress. People had seen her all along the way, though the exposed parts varied.

There were many people holding events in the park, like a carnival or something. We sat on a secluded bench and watched the events from a distance. After a while, my wife asked me to touch her breasts and nipples. They felt so hard and comfortable. Then I pulled her skirt up a little, and she asked me to touch her vulva. The more I touched her, the more excited she became, and naturally, she pulled her skirt up even higher.

I touched my wife's vulva; it was so wet, so wet that she almost couldn't take it anymore. She asked me to kiss her nipples. My wife exposed her nipples for me to kiss, and she felt so good. I continued to caress her genitals, and she felt so good; she was soaking wet down there.

Later, she couldn't take it anymore, so she found a secluded patch of grass where no one was around and asked me to have sex with her. As I was penetrating her vagina, she even let out a low moan: "Oh...oh...oh...it's so beautiful...husband...I want more..." One evening, my wife and I went shopping at a department store. She was wearing a low-cut white dress, not too short, and somewhat transparent, and very form-fitting, showing off her curves. Underneath, she was only wearing a very small white thong, so small that it barely covered her genitals. If she bent forward, her buttocks, underwear, and pubic hair could be easily seen.

Arriving at the department store, I saw a bunch of strange things. I looked around and ... Before we
arrived, I had no idea her dress was slightly see-through. I was driving, and she sat beside me, completely at ease. I was focused on driving and didn't notice the see-through in her dress. We were chatting and laughing the whole way, and all I knew was that she was wearing a low-cut white dress, and I thought my wife looked beautiful and radiant that evening. Her thighs were visible through the close-fitting dress, highlighting her beautiful figure. We were shopping in the department store, and I never imagined her dress would be so see-through. I didn't know what to do, but I had to accept the fact that her semi-transparent dress had revealed some skin.

When we were shopping in the supermarket, people around us would often look at my wife, especially at her beautiful legs visible through the semi-transparent dress, the curves of her lower body vaguely exposed. My wife didn't seem to care about the strange looks she received. People seemed to see her as a mysterious woman, but she remained calm and composed, allowing the men watching her to look at her with ease.

I stood to the side, three or four steps away from her, watching her. I could feel everyone staring at her. I thought her revealing outfit was attracting men's attention, and if it continued, I might not be able to handle it and might even lose my mind or become neurotic. But there was nothing I could do at the moment, so I had to let my wife continue her exposure. I had to relax and stand aside for a while, hoping to see what would happen.

When my wife was looking at the items at a product shelf, a man next to her kept sneaking glances at her. My wife didn't seem to care and casually bent down to look at the price list. The man seemed to see the shape of her thong through her skirt, and he took the opportunity to look at it a few more times. He even pretended to shop and lingered behind my wife, waiting for a chance to peek at her. When she bent forward to shop, he could easily see her buttocks, underwear, and a glimpse of her vulva.

I watched the man's actions and my wife's oblivious expression. I didn't stop him. The man seemed to have gotten a taste of it, pretending to shop while lingering around my wife, seemingly eyeing her. My wife, focused on selecting items, didn't notice the man staring at her exposed skin for a long time, unwilling to leave.

The man continued to pretend shopping, hovering around my wife, wanting to get a good look at her exposed skin. Every time my wife bent forward, her buttocks and underwear were visible. Seeing this, I became excited too, and continued watching, letting my wife be admired and spied on.

Later, my wife squatted down to pick up the items. Because I was not far from her, I could see the shape of her labia, squeezed out by the thin straps of her thong, and a few pubic hairs peeking out from between her slightly parted legs. My wife could feel the man's eyes on her private area, and she seemed excited too, even her nipples became erect.

My wife seemed to be braless, her nipples erect, rubbing against her clothes with a tantalizing glimpse. When she squatted down to pick up some items, the neckline of her dress was low, revealing her breasts subtly beneath her cleavage, sometimes even showing the nipples. The man stood beside her, his eyes peering down at her breasts, while his other gaze lingered on her thong, scrutinizing her breasts, nipples, and the pubic hair peeking out from under the thong, alternating between staring and staring.

I imagine my wife was so excited that her thong was soaked with sweat. I walked over, and she stood up and continued walking. The man, seeing me approach, pretended to be calm and continued browsing, seemingly lost in thought, perhaps reflecting on his earlier encounter with the spy. As they

strolled, whenever my wife noticed a man peeking at her, and there weren't many people around, she would do it again, letting the man spy on her body. My wife seemed addicted, as if she really couldn't wait to strip naked and let them see her to their heart's content.

…After our daring shopping spree, back in the car, my wife insisted I lick her nipples and touch her vulva first. She really is lewd! We reluctantly went home later…

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