[Wife's naked body under her raincoat]

Rainy days are for making love, and rainy days are also for exposure. I take my wife, dressed in a raincoat-like garment

with nothing , completely naked, for a walk in the rain. Wearing a raincoat on the outside and

being completely naked underneath, walking in the rain is the perfect opportunity.

I observe the surroundings, and occasionally, when no one is around, my wife unbuttons her coat, pulls

it open to reveal her snow-white, full breasts, or poses with her fair body exposed, fulfilling her fantasies of the adventure of

exposing her body. This adds another layer of excitement and stimulation 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 love admiring her exposed,

snow-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 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 the site

or bring me lunch. She always wore loose dresses without underwear, making it easy to have quick

sex . 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 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, 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 seemed to enjoy it. I continued to caress her genitals; she

was really enjoying it, her vulva was soaking wet.

Later, she couldn't take it anymore, so she found a secluded, shady spot in the bushes and asked me to penetrate her

vulva. As I penetrated her, 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 short, somewhat see-through, and very form-fitting, revealing her curves. Underneath, she

wore only a very small white thong, so small it barely covered her genitals. If she

bent , her buttocks and pubic hair would be easily visible.

While shopping at the department store, she would often bend over to look at the merchandise below, and through

the semi-transparent dress clinging to her buttocks, the shape of her white thong could be vaguely seen. Standing beside her, looking at

her revealing outfit, the dress somewhat transparent, the shape of her white thong faintly visible, I couldn't help but be surprised by her

attire.

Before coming, I hadn't known her dress was somewhat see-through, because I was driving, and she sat beside me calmly and

nonchalantly . I was focused on driving and hadn't noticed the see-through dress, and we were chatting and laughing the whole way. I only knew she was wearing a low-cut white dress and thought my wife looked beautiful and radiant

that evening .

Through her tight-fitting clothes, her thighs were visible, and I could really appreciate the beauty of her figure. We were strolling through the department store, and I was so

excited . But then I realized her skirt was slightly see-through. I didn't know

what to do, but I had to accept the fact that her semi-transparent skirt was revealing too much.

While we were shopping, people around us kept glancing at my wife, especially at her beautiful legs peeking out from under that

semi-transparent skirt, the curves of her lower body barely visible. My wife didn't seem to care

about the stares; people seemed to treat her like a mysterious woman, but she remained calm

and composed letting the men around her look at her with an air of nonchalance.

I stood to the side, three or four steps away, watching her, but I could feel everyone's eyes

on her. I thought that her exposure was attracting men's attention, and if it continued, I might not be

able to handle it even become mentally unstable or neurotic. But there was nothing I could do at that moment, so I had to let my wife's exposure

continue. I decided to relax and stand aside for a while, hoping to see what would happen next. My

wife was looking at some items at a shop shelf when a man kept sneaking glances at

her. She seemed unfazed, casually bending down to look at the price list. The man appeared

to see , and he took the opportunity to look at it several more times. He then

pretended to shop, lingering behind my wife, trying to steal glimpses of her buttocks,

underwear

I watched the man's actions and my wife's oblivious expression. I didn't stop him.

It seemed the man was getting carried away, continuing to linger near my wife while pretending to shop.

My wife, focused on her purchases, didn't notice the man's prolonged and persistent staring at her exposed skin

.

The man continued to pretend to shop, lingering around my

wife her exposed body. Every time my wife bent forward, her buttocks and underwear were visible.

Seeing this, I became excited as well, and continued to watch, letting him admire

and peep .

Later, my wife simply 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 staring at her private area, and she seemed to be

excited too, even her nipples became erect.

My wife seemed to be without a bra, and her erect nipples felt great from the friction of her clothes. When my wife squatted down to pick up the items,

the neckline of her clothes was low, and her two breasts were faintly visible below her cleavage, sometimes even the nipples were

exposed. The man stood beside my wife, his eyes peering down at her breasts, while his other eye

darted towards her thong, staring at her nipples and the pubic hair peeking out from under the thong,

alternating between the two.

I think 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 earlier encounter with the spy.

As we shopped, whenever my wife noticed a man peeking at her, and there weren't many people around, she would

do it again, letting the man peep at her body. My wife seemed addicted, as if she really couldn't wait to take off all her clothes

and let them see her to their heart's content.

After this revealing shopping experience, back in the car, my wife even wanted me to lick her nipples and touch her

vulva first—she really was wanton! Later, we reluctantly went home…

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