[The Wife's Exposure]

My name

is Bu Xihuan. Any resemblance to other names is purely coincidental.

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 makes for the perfect opportunity to walk in the rain.

I carry a camera, observing the surroundings. Occasionally, when my wife is

alone , she unbuttons her coat, pulls it open to reveal her snow-white, full breasts, or poses with her fair body in

a beautiful pose. I take a picture of her as a souvenir, or a close-up shot,

which allows her to indulge in the adventurous fantasy of exposing her body, adding another

layer of excitement and fulfilling my desire to be spied on in our otherwise mundane married life.

It rains all day, making it inconvenient to go out, and affecting all walks of life. Because of the inconvenience caused by the rain, I take the day off to rest

at home , so I just watch TV, sleep, or make love. Because of the cool weather

and the pattering rain, the moans of my wife and I during sex were less likely to be heard outside,

allowing us to be more confident and undisturbed.

My wife is a young housewife with a good figure and no children yet.

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 I chose her because of her good figure and beauty.

I was aware of her past promiscuity, but I didn't mind because I also appreciate the pleasure of sex and,

in line with the open-mindedness of modern society, she takes care of me. She also encourages her to enjoy herself to the fullest.

Since I'm a foreman, I often work on construction sites. During breaks, my wife occasionally visits the site to check on me

or bring me lunch. She always wears loose dresses without underwear

to facilitate quick sex on the spot. When the mood struck, we would make love in a secluded corner of an empty room when no one was around. Sometimes

she would undress and expose her body for me to admire,

or I would freely touch her body. Sometimes I would rub her breasts and

dab and tease her erect nipples with my fingers;

other times I would use my slightly dirty fingers to poke and tease her genitals. Of course, she enjoyed it,

feeling incredibly satisfied and comfortable! Although I smelled of sweat from work, she accepted

it , after all, I was her husband.

Several times, outdoors or at construction sites, my wife would be completely naked, posing provocatively in front of me

. I was worried that her nakedness or lovemaking in such places might be seen by others, but even so, I

felt a mix of tension and excitement, like a different kind of secretive feeling.

Several times, when we heard footsteps approaching, we quickly put on our clothes.

Although I didn't mind others admiring my wife's beautiful body, I was afraid of getting into unnecessary

trouble and affecting my work. We often exercised self-restraint and rationality.

Although we occasionally made love at the construction site, after I got home and showered, I would continue making love at her request

. It seemed that she only had desire for sex in her mind and never thought about other trivial matters. She truly loved

the pleasurable feeling of sex.

At home, my wife often didn't draw the curtains and liked to watch porn

, sit, lie down, or do housework naked by herself.

It seemed that she was willing to try any fantasy related to sex and lust. Sometimes when she was cooking in the kitchen, she would be completely naked

except for an apron, and

her breasts, which were barely visible, seemed about to burst out, making my mouth water.

Sometimes, while I was eating, she would sneak under the table, unzip her pants, and pull out my large penis to suck on. I would

eat while enjoying the sensation, feeling incredibly relaxed and comfortable – it was truly amazing.

Besides sucking, 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

. I seemed to understand her unintentional actions, but her exposure attracted more attention. I

didn't care about her exposure or accidental exposure; others could see but couldn't have it, so

it didn't matter It also showed that my wife had feminine charm.

When my wife is out, it's hard for men not to glance at her. In public places, elevators, or

crowded areas, men always take the opportunity to look at her body, even her breasts or thighs, seemingly

fantasizing about what she would look like naked, or wanting to see something. There are always different kinds of strange looks staring at her.

I often suspect that my wife is a promiscuous housewife with exhibitionist desires, because when she is stared at by men

, she doesn't get angry; sometimes she even smiles. My wife doesn't seem to feel anything is wrong;

sometimes she even enjoys it, even reaching orgasm. Her mind seems to be constantly filled with passion

and desire.

Once, my wife and I were going to the park. She happily went to the room to change, finding a low-cut

short dress without a bra or underwear.

I didn't know this, and I took her to the park on my motorcycle. Along the way, people on the street kept looking at

my wife's thighs exposed by the short dress. When we were waiting at a traffic light, some people even stole glances at the inner thighs of my wife

. My wife seemed excited too, occasionally wriggling her body slightly. Wearing her clothes, I could feel that

her genitals were probably wet.

Later, when we arrived at the park, I realized that my wife wasn't wearing anything underneath her outer clothes. People had seen her

along the way , though the exposed parts varied.

There were many people holding activities in the park, like a carnival or something. We sat

on a secluded bench and

watched them from a distance. After a while, my wife wanted me to touch her breasts and nipples. Her nipples became very hard.

It felt so good. Then I pulled my wife's skirt up a little higher. My wife asked me to touch her vulva, and the more I touched her, the more excited she became,

naturally pulling her skirt up even higher.

I touched my wife's vulva; it was so wet, so wet. She almost couldn't take it anymore, so she asked me to kiss her

nipples . My wife showed me her nipples so I could kiss them. She felt so good. I continued to caress her genitals; she

was really enjoying it, and her vulva was soaking wet.

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..." My Wife

's Exposure (Continued)

One evening, my wife and I went shopping at a department store. She was wearing a low-cut white

dress, not short, somewhat transparent, and very form-fitting, revealing her curves perfectly. Underneath, she was

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

bent , her buttocks, underwear, and pubic hair could be easily seen.

When shopping at the department store, she would always bend over to look at the items displayed below. Through the

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

her revealing outfit. The skirt was somewhat transparent, and the shape of her white thong was vaguely visible. I couldn't help but be surprised by her

attire.

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.

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 she looked

beautiful and radiant that evening. Her thighs were visible through the close-fitting dress, highlighting her beautiful figure

. We were strolling through the department store, and I was completely surprised to find her dress was slightly 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.

While 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, which subtly revealed the curves of her lower body.

My wife didn't seem to care about the strange looks she received. People seemed to

see , but she remained calm and composed, allowing the men watching her to look at her with an air of nonchalance.

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, and he kept lingering around my wife, pretending to shop, while

she focused on selecting items, unaware that the man had been watching her exposed skin for a long time and

didn't seem to want to leave.

The man continued to pretend to shop, lingering 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 .

Later, my wife simply squatted down to pick up the items. Because I wasn't 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

excited too; even her nipples became erect.

My wife seemed to be braless, her nipples erect, rubbing against her clothes with obvious pleasure. When she squatted down to pick up some items,

the neckline of her dress was low, revealing her breasts faintly below her cleavage, sometimes even showing her nipples

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

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

alternating between looking at them.

I think my wife was so excited that her thong was soaked with sweat. I walked over, and only then did my wife stand up

and continue walking. The man, seeing me approach, pretended to be calm and continued selecting items, seemingly lost in thought,

perhaps reflecting on his earlier encounter with the spy.

As she browsed, 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 take off all her clothes

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

After our orgies, back in the car, my wife insisted I lick her nipples and touch her

vulva first. She really is lewd! We finally went home, still wanting more…

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