Exposing Rose

Rose opened her eyes then took a sip of her coffee as if nothing had happened.

"You know what might be fun?" She started. "We had so much fun in the pool last week, we ought to take a trip to the beach? Wouldn't that be fun?"

"Yeah," Replied Jess. "A friend told me about a really nice sand beach area he went to that had excellent swimming and wasn't the least bit crowded. I think he called it Sunset Beach. Ever heard of it?"

This of course was a test of Rose's programming. Sunset Beach was the name of a clothing optional beach about 40 minutes from town. If Rose remembered that, the whole thing would be off.

"Sunset Beach? No. I don't recall hearing about that before, is it close to here? How about we go this afternoon? I've already got my suit on under my clothes and if Roy grabs three beach towels and some trunks for you guys we could head right out."

By the time they were in the car, Roy was half hard in his shorts anticipating the events to come. With Roy driving and Rose riding shotgun, Jess was relegated to the back seat. They were hardly out of the driveway when Jess gave the "lights out" command.

"Rose. As we are going to the beach, you will pay no attention to how we are getting there. When we arrive, you will not have any idea what roads we took to get there and you would not be able to find the beach again on your own. You will not recognize the beach name, but it will strike you that it is the perfect beach for us to spend the afternoon. Is that all clear so far Rose?

Jess watched from behind as Rose's head nodded in assent.

"OK then. When we get to the beach, you will look around at the people and see that everyone is wearing nice conservative swimwear. You will not see what they are actually wearing unless it is really conservative swimwear, but if you see any person who is not wearing conservative swimwear, they will appear to your conscious mind to be quite conservatively attired. You will be comfortable with what you see and you will think this is a nice conservative beach. You will be comfortable and you will want to go down the beach and lay out in the sun for a tan before going swimming. What will you see if you look at someone who is wearing something other than conservative swimwear Rose?"

"I will see them wearing conservative swimwear."

"OK Rose. If, for example, a man was wearing a very small Speedo suit, you will see him in a conservative pair of boxer trunks, and likewise if a woman is wearing a tiny bikini suit, you will see her in a full one-piece suit. If anyone is wearing anything other than a conservative bathing costume, you will perceive them to be wearing conservative swimwear. The question now is what if a woman had forgotten to wear her bikini top, or someone had somehow forgotten to wear any bathing suit at all? In that case would they be wearing conservative swimwear Rose?"

"Oh no not conservative at all if she was topless or completely naked." Rose replied beginning to frown.

"Now it would be "perfectly natural". We're all adults. Perfectly natural if they just forgot to wear their suit, but if they did, and you saw them they would not be wearing conservative attire and what does that mean you would see Rose?"

"They would not be wearing conservative swimwear and so I would see them wearing conservative swimwear." Rose relied beginning to relax again.

"Yes. It would be "perfectly natural" that if they forgot to wear their tops or even their entire swimsuit, you would see them wearing some form of conservative swimwear."

After bringing her out of her trance, Jess knew that the scene had been set as well as it possibly could. He had some concerns due to Rose's very conservative nature. It was not impossible that even her subconscious mind would not accept the nudity he was expecting they would see. If not then he would have some serious reprogramming to do afterwards.

When they finally arrived at the beach, there were not too many people there, and only a rather small portion of the men were actually nude. None of the women were naked, but several were topless. The men watched Rose very carefully and she cast her eye up and down the beach, and then relaxed when she announced that it looked great and they should find a place to lay out in the sun. As they reached the chosen spot, Jess put Rose under for one final instruction.

"Lights out. Rose. Remember that you have your one-piece swimsuit on under your clothes. It is "perfectly natural" for you to simply slip out of your clothing because you are totally covered by your one-piece swimsuit. People at this beach do it all the time. It will not seem in any way strange that you have your underwear on over your swimsuit, but you will take that off too so that you can lay in the sun in your one-piece suit that you have on under your clothes. You will not notice anyone paying you any undue attention at all. Why would they? You are wearing a conservative one-piece bathing suit. If someone seems to be looking at you or staring, you will realize that they are looking past you at something else of which you have no interest."

When he brought her out of trance, Jess actually held his breath as he watched Rose look around and then declare this to be the best spot. This was the moment of truth. He was about to see his friend's gorgeous, ultra-conservative wife stand on a public beach and strip to the skin. Although he had had glimpses of her breasts before, he was anxious to see the rest of her.

As the men stood in awe, Rose began to slowly remove her clothing. There was nothing particularly sensuous or alluring about the way she did it. She just stood there and took them off. When her outerwear was off, she simply continued on to remove her underwear and within a minute of her beginning, she was standing fully naked in the sun.

Roy looked at his friend and smiled.

"Fucking genius."

"HEY ROY. LANGUAGE!" Rose scolded him for the F bomb.

Jess was in awe. This woman had a truly amazing body. The large firm breasts were magnificent standing proudly exposed to the sun. Her body tapered nicely to her waist, then flared femininely to a wide pair of hips. His eyes were drawn to the dark pubic hair that covered the small cleft of her pussy between her perfectly proportioned thighs. As he was taking this all in, he heard Roy cough.

When he looked up, he saw another man, a complete stranger, taking in the view. Seeing the men looking his way, the stranger simply smiled, gave a thumbs up and then carried on walking down the beach. When the men looked back towards Rose, Roy who was already fully erect, almost burst his shorts. Rose, with her back to them, was bent at the waist spreading her towel out on the sand. In this position her naked pussy was fully on display. It was more than Roy had ever hoped for. It was his dream come true and it was all thanks to his friend Jess.

For his part, Jess was mesmerized by the gorgeous shy woman who was unknowingly reveling so much to so many. It had never been a fantasy of his. In fact he couldn't understand why any man would want to expose his wife or girlfriend to other men, but that didn't stop him from enjoying the show. He had certainly had his share of women, but few of them had been blessed with the charms possessed by his friend's wife. If only........ But she was his friend's WIFE. He could not betray his friendship, or his budding magic show even if it meant he could never have this beautiful creature in his bed.

It was a glorious afternoon at the beach. Jess and Roy spent most of their time trying to hide their erections while Rose went about her day as if everything were completely normal. Twice she grabbed the men by the hands and ran them down into the water for a cooling dip. The sight of her bouncing breasts and shapely ass running across the sand making it almost impossible for either man to walk let alone run.

Roy became increasingly excited as he noted several men and even one woman stop to admire Rose as she sunned her beautiful naked body. A couple of the men even gave them a thumbs up when Rose was turned away. For her part, Rose was oblivious to the attention of the men or of the strangers for that matter. She carried on her business as if she were fully covered and never noticed that either she or anyone else were at a nude beach.

As the afternoon wore on, Jess noticed that Rose's skin which at first had turned a bit pink, had quite quickly become quite red. SUNBURN! How had he not thought of that?

"Roy...Roy. As much fun as this whole thing is for you, I think we are going to be in trouble if we aren't already. She's getting sunburned and I have no idea how we are ever going to get around that. When I bring her around, she's going to remember the beach and wonder why she has an all-over tan. Jeezus Roy. She's gonna figure something out."

"Relax Jess," Roy soothed. "It's a long ride back and we'll figure something out. Let's just get her to run into the water once more. God I love the way her nipples pop when she does that."

Jess watched from the sand as Roy pulled his wife up and towards the water. Jess was worried. Roy had lost his perspective. Thrown all caution to the wind. Didn't he care abut his wife at all? Was fueling his libido his only concern? Jess knew that he had to figure out some way for Rose to accept her line-less sunburn. It was a decidedly sour note on which to end a very sexually exciting day.

When Rose walked towards him, naked in the sun with droplets of water glistening on her bare skin, Jess forgot all about his concerns and simply enjoyed the incredible sight before him.

"Why are you looking at me that way?" Rose inquired, cocking her head fetchingly. "Is there something wrong with my suit?"

"No nothing," Jess quickly replied. "I was just thinking that your skin is getting a bit red and we should be heading for shelter soon. That's all."

Although Roy was resistant, it was now two against one and soon enough they were back in the car and headed for home. As they were heading away from the parking area, Jess spotted a sign for a seafood place. He was suddenly struck by a way to extricate them from the sunburn mess, and suggested they stop for a bite.

The waiter was one of the men who had stopped to ogle Rose earlier at the beach. He was all smiles and asked if Rose had enjoyed her day, saying that he certainly had enjoyed seeing her. Luckily the double entendre was completely lost on Rose. The waiter continued to be very attentive to Rose during the entire meal and Roy enjoyed the show immensely.

On the way home. Jess induced Rose and told her that if she noticed her skin had a red appearance, she should believe that it was a reaction to the seafood they had eaten. She was to remember that they had looked it up on the Internet and that if it was not at all uncommon. He made sure that she knew that it was not the least bit serious, but that it would last for a few days, before passing.

Things were a little chilly between Roy and Jess on the ride home. Yes Jess enjoyed seeing her magnificent body, but if this whole thing went South, it was he who was going to be in the biggest trouble. More trouble than a few hours looking at a naked woman was worth. After some discussion, they agreed that Roy would do his best to reign himself in whenever Jess identified a possible problem. A kind of "Jess knows best" policy.

---CH04-- The Show

It was the kind of coincidence that happens in real life that no fiction writer would dare to write. Jess had landed a great one-nighter for a convention of out-of-town salesmen. This was a group of exclusively male top performers in town for a week of meetings and celebration. It was a great opportunity for Jess to show the diversity of his new act with the hypnosis and magic rolled into one. He and Roy had been practicing and knew they were ready.

There was only one flaw. Roy had been called to an important 3 day meeting at head office and would be out of town on that date. Jess was disappointed. The show couldn't go on without an assistant and he was going to lose out on a nice fat fee. When he explained it all to Roy, he was pleasantly surprised by Roy's suggestion that they train Rose to do be the assistant's part.

"She's done the trick with us dozens of times," He reasoned. "All you have to do is unblock her memory so she can recall it and with a little more practice as the assistant, voilà, as they say."

"OK. But you have to help me convince Rose to do it," Jess demanded. "I don't think I can take a chance of doing the whole show with her in trance. OK?"

With that decided, the friends shook hands and went to talk to Rose. There was no mention of the audience, only that it was an important group who were willing to pay good money for a private show.

"There's only one thing," Rose began. "I'm happy to try to help, but I'm really scared of getting up in front of a group. I'm afraid that I'll be too nervous to do anything once we are in front of an audience."

She paused and looked from Jess to Roy and back again.

"You've already hypnotized me to forget the trick and then again to remember it," She began again haltingly. "And I know that they can hypnotize people to stop smoking or biting their nails and such. Could you hypnotize me to not be so scared, so that I will be more comfortable in front of the audience? I think I would be OK then."

Jess smiled at Rose and said he was pretty sure he could reduce her anxiety through hypnosis, and asked her when she wanted to start. After some discussion the three of them decided that they might as well do it now to make sure it worked before they went to all the trouble training Rose for a performance she would be too nervous to give.

"Lights out. Rose. Are you nervous about being up on stage?"

"Yes. Very nervous. I'm not sure I can go up there with everyone looking at me like that."

"OK Rose. I want you to go back to your childhood. To a time when you were play acting something with your friends. A time when you were having a lot of fun doing that. Can you remember a time like that Rose?"

"Yeah. We did a little play to raise money for charity. It was a lot if fun."

"Now I want you to remember that feeling of fun, of how much you enjoyed being the center of attention. A nice warm comfortable memory of the audience looking at you and you performing. Have you got that Rose?"

"Yes. A nice warm comfortable feeling about performing."

"You will not be concerned in any way with how you look, or how the audience is looking at you, you will just feel that same warm pleasurable enjoyment of being the center of attention while you are up on stage. You will be comfortable and relaxed as we perform the tricks."

"When I count to three I want you to wake up feeling relaxed and refreshed. You will remember me hypnotizing you and you will remember the instructions I just gave you about the performance. One...Two...Waking up feeling refreshed and relaxed...Three."

Rose felt great after the session and had no thoughts of nervousness when she contemplated being on stage in front of a crowd. All three were extremely satisfied with the results of the session and planned to start the training the next day.

Jess and Roy worked for a week training Rose to be the assistant. For her part Rose worked hard to learn the staging and the tricks. As the men were cleaning up one night, Roy asked what kind of costume Rose was going to wear. Jess had never considered costuming and asked what Roy thought.

"Well, you know how some magician's assistants dress don't you? A little eye candy to distract the audience. If it were me I'd have her in a halter and thong. Display her bare ass to the audience. Maybe flash a little boob."

Jess had been working hard on his show, and if he could make a good impression with this group, it could be a big boon to his performing career. Yes. A sexy scantily clad assistant would really fit the bill for this gig. He just had to figure out how.

Roy was ecstatic when Jess agreed and went online immediately to order a sexy outfit. What Roy picked was basically a one-piece thong suit with a halter top. It was so skimpy as to be scandalous. At least half of Rose's ass would be exposed to the audience when she turned and a generous amount of cleavage would be on display whenever she bent over. When Jess saw it, he realized immediately that the front was so narrow that Rose's pubic hair would clearly show on both sides.

"We can't do that," announced Jess as Roy showed him the costume. "It's too skimpy. OK if you want me to show off her ass and tits a bit, but how in hell am I ever going to get her to shave her bush so it doesn't show?"

Once again Roy's fetish had left Jess on the hook. He was on the verge of invoking the "Jess knows best" clause, but he couldn't back out on the show at this late date and he couldn't do the show if he didn't have Rose. After negotiating to add a fishnet bodysuit under the costume, Jess reluctantly agreed to Roy's costume choice.

When Jess arrived the day before the show for a final practice session with Rose. Roy was nowhere to be seen. When they got to the garage to begin practice, Rose was looking very nervous. Jess, concerned that she was going to back out, asked her what she was worried about.

"Oh I'm not at all nervous about the show, I just wanted to ask you something. Something of a kind of personal nature." Rose's voice dropped to a nervous whisper as she continued. "You see, Roy and I have an ongoing argument about me being so uptight all the time. He wants me to dress a little more provocatively. You know. Show a little more skin."

"Not slutty or anything," she continued in a rush when she saw Jess raise his eyebrows. "You know, just one less button done up on my shirt, or skirt worn a little shorter. Maybe wear a two piece bathing suit out in public. You know."

Oh yes. Jess knew exactly what Roy wanted, and it was a lot more than Rose thought. He was a little excited by where this conversation was headed, but he kept a nice neutral look on his face as Rose continued.

"The thing you did to make me feel less nervous in front of the audience. Do you think you could do something like that to help me be more comfortable dressing more like Roy wants?" She blurted out.

Jess was stunned. This was a dream come true. He needed Rose to dress more provocatively for the show and here she was asking him to help her do just that. He held his poker face hoping against hope that she had not found out about their little games and that this was not some kind of trap.

"Well I don't know Rose. I can't actually make you do anything you don't really want to do, just by hypnotizing you. I mean there are some tricks, of course, but nothing which goes against your true nature."

"Yeah, but I want to do this for Roy. Not slutty, but just a little less tightly wound. He is a good man and I really would like to give a little, but I just can't bring myself to do it. Not even for him. Do you think you can help me? Is there anything you can do? He won't be home for another hour. Could we do it now before practice?"

She seemed sincere and so anxious to please that he almost felt sorry for her, but then he needed to have her dress and act sexily on stage to make the best impression on his new clients. If she was a willing participant all the better. With one final look around to make sure Roy was not hiding somewhere, Jess put her under.

"Lights out. Tell me Rose, do you really want to dress in a more revealing manner, to show off a little more of yourself?" Jess started. When Rose nodded, he carried on. "How do you feel when men look at you Rose? Tell me what goes through your mind when you see them checking you out?"

"I get nervous and anxious. I am worried that they will tease me like when I first started to develop. I worry that they will proposition me, want to have sex with me. I don't like that at all it makes me very anxious."