"Oops, Sorry," Dean Flashes Wife #1

"I'll talk to them. Okay?"

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With her finally, albeit reluctantly, agreeing to him flashing her underwear clad body in the past, if only she knew that he was about to flash her naked body to his three horny, drunken friends now. If she knew what he had planned, she wouldn't be happy about being used in that sexual way. Certainly, she'd refuse him and wouldn't be party to stripping naked in front of his three, drunken friends. If she knew his devious plan, she may not be as understanding as she was previously in allowing him to flash her underwear to his friends with sexy up skirts and erotic down blouses. A boundless deviant, just as Dean seemingly had no limits in his desire to expose his wife to others, conversely, Kim had her limits in what she thought was morally respectable and what she thought was sexually depraved.

"Wear your bikini tonight Kim, the sexy one," he said.

"No way," she said.

"Why not?"

"Because if I wear that in front of your friends, as soon as I got in the pool, they'll pull me over to the deep, dark end and will have their horny hands up my bikini top and down my bikini bottoms," she said.

"So? What's the big deal? It isn't as if you haven't been felt up before," he said with a dirty laugh.

"The big deal Dean is that I don't want to be pawed and stripped naked by your horny friends. The big deal is that I'm your wife and the only one that I allow to see me naked is you," she said.

"Okay, okay," he said.

"Wear a long coat for all that I care."

Having already discussed exposing her naked body to men and to his friends in the past with her, total nudity was off limits to him flashing her to anyone, especially to his three horny friends. With him wanting to barge in their bedroom with his friends in tow while she was putting on her bikini, she didn't want him flashing her naked body to them or to anyone. Her being topless was reluctantly okay when she was in the pool and/or in the mood to show her tits but flashing her naked body was not acceptable with her without her expressed permission first. With some things deemed privately personal, normally a modest woman who was married to a sexual deviate, she didn't want anyone seeing her pussy and her naked ass but her husband.

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"There's a dance at the Hotel Fairmont Saturday night. Do you want to go?"

"A dance?" She made a face as if she had just bitten in a lemon. "Since when do you ever take me dancing," she said looking at her husband with suspicion.

"I'm asking you now," he said looking guilty.

"What is it one of those swinging dances?"

"So what if it is?"

"I'm not going to a swingers' dance Dean. I told you before that I'm not participating in the swinging lifestyle. God, you're such a pervert Dean."

"Okay, okay, you don't have to get nasty about it," he said.

Having sex with others while still married to Dean was another totally taboo thing that she wouldn't do. Even though he's already approached her about his desire for them to participate in the swinging lifestyle, she didn't want any part of that in her marriage. If she was going to welcome another man to her bed, being that she's not the slut that he sometimes thinks she is nor the whore that he sometimes wishes she was, Dean would have to be out of the picture for her to have sex with someone else. Innocently flashing her panties and bra was one thing, and just as she'd never allow her husband to flash her naked body to anyone, especially his three eternally horny friends, she could never have sex with anyone but her husband.

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Without question, she knew her husband was a pervert, especially when it came to him wanting to flash her to any man at every available opportunity. Alas and unfortunately, if only she knew what he had planned, she would have been more diligent in her privacy and modesty when home alone with him. Still so naïve to the sexual perversions that drove him, she truly believed that even he wouldn't stoop so low as to invade her privacy and destroy her modesty by inviting his friends up on their back deck to watch her strip naked in her own bedroom. Only, when mixing her husband's innate, perversely perverted desire to flash his wife with a generous dose of alcohol, along with the inherent horniness of him and his horny three friends, well that's the perfect recipe for him flashing her naked body.

"Dean, I'm having second thoughts about flashing your friends. If you don't mind, instead of wearing an uncomfortable short skirt that I can't be comfortable sitting in and a top that men can see down to my belly, I'd rather wear jeans and a turtleneck sweater," she said.

"Jeans and a turtleneck sweater? Are you crazy? My friends look forward to seeing you," he said laughing. "If you know what I mean."

"I know exactly what you mean Dean," she said making a sour face.

Relenting to his sexual whims, Kim gave into her husband's sexual peccadillo of flashing his friends her underwear and wore her oh, so short skirt and oh, so low cut top. Upon Dean's encouragement and insistence, Kim did her job as the obedient wife in flashing his three friends up skirts of her white, bikini panties and down blouses of the tops of her meaty breasts, her long line of cleavage, and her sexy, low cut bra. After she mercilessly teased his three friends with an endless array of exhibitionism, the stage was already set for his friends to see his wife naked.

Naked, naked, naked, he couldn't wait for his three friends to see Kim naked. If only Kim knew that her stripping naked in front of his friends was her husband's agenda all along, she'd be pissed. The only thing missing from their seductive show of exhibitionism and voyeurism was the main act and with Kim already on stage in their bedroom with the light on, and ready to undress, she was about to strip herself naked. Enamored with his shapely and sexy wife, there's nothing her husband wouldn't do to proudly show off his wife's body to strangers and to his friends. Ready to watch the naked striptease show, his three friends didn't make a sound while staring through the partially open, deck door drape.

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With her always saying no but eventually and reluctantly agreeing to him flashing her underwear clad body to men as long as he made it appear accidental, her husband was creative in his deliberate ability to unsuspectingly flash his wife's body to strangers. One of his favorite flashes to do is to hold a hand on the top of her shapely ass as she walked through the mall with him by her side. By holding on to the back, top portion of her short skirt with his fingertips, he only needed to raise the back of her skirt just a little to expose her. He seemingly and inadvertently, albeit deliberately, raised the back of her already too short skirt just enough to expose the bottom of her panty clad ass cheeks.

"Gees, Dean, I'm feeling a draft," she said with an embarrassed laugh while giving him a poke in the ribs.

"You wouldn't believe the long line of men you have walking behind you staring at your panty clad ass Kim," he said.

"I saw their reflection when I looked in the store window. I can't believe you're showing my ass cheeks and panties to the world," she said swiping his hand away from her backside with him only to move his hand back while raising her skirt again, this time a little higher.

The voyeuristic effect was much more noticeable when walking outside on a windy day or when riding the escalator up to the next floor of the mall. With Kim playing her role by acting oblivious to what her husband was doing behind her in raising her already too short skirt, always there were a long line of men standing behind her while enjoying the sexy show of her shapely ass and exposed panties. As long as he didn't totally disrespect her by moving her skirt any higher, and as long as he made the flashing appear accidental, she allowed her husband his sexy fun of exhibitionism. It was only her panties, nothing more than what men see when she's wearing her bikini on the beach.

"Oh, my God, Dean, I feel so exposed," she said whispering to him as the rode the escalator up to the second floor of the mall."

"Bend over as if to fix your shoe," he said.

"I'm not going to bend over Dean. My panties will be completely exposed if I do," she said whispering again but now obviously with a tinge of sexual excitement in her voice.

"Please Kim?"

"Okay," she said bending forward as if to fix her shoe and showing the lucky men riding the escalator behind her a nice view of her panty clad ass.

Another one of his favorite flashes for her to do was having her seemingly unwittingly flash her panties to the shoe store salesman. Coercing her by promising to buy her any shoe in the store, he'd watch her from the outside window flashing her panties to the lucky man who helped fit her with shoes. While lifting her foot higher and spreading her legs wider for her to angle her foot to fit in the boot, trying on boots a size too small was the best way for her to accidentally flash her panties. Always giving the shoe salesman an innocent up skirt show of her panty clad pussy and a great down blouse view at her cleavage and bra, especially when leaning forward to check the fit of the shoe, she always received the best personal attention and customer service.

"Take your time Kim. I don't care if you try on a dozen pair of boots. Just give the salesman a good view of your panties," he said.

"Yeah, well, it's going to cost you," she said. "I have my eye on an expensive pair of boots."

Then, while still at the mall, specifically while at the food court, at her husband's insistent behest, she gave the men having lunch a good and prolonged show of her panties. She couldn't count the number of times she sat at the food court with her short skirt up to her crotch and her knees spread open wide enough for all to see the view of her bright, white, bikini panties between her long legs. As if he wasn't with her husband, Dean walked the food court to observe her from a distance and to see what he could see of his wife. It was exciting for him to see what all of the men were seeing of her.

"I'm going to go walk around the food court Kim," he said looking at all that his wife was showing before leaving her alone. "Hike your skirt higher and spread your knees a little more. Yeah, perfect," he said when she obeyed.

Pretending that she didn't know that her legs were so open and that her panty was so exposed, men jockeyed for the perfect position to sit opposite her for them to see her panties. It was amazing that in such a crowded food court how one side of the room suddenly had a tight concentration of men sitting together at tables while staring over at her. Acting oblivious to their leers, and never crossing her legs to deny them a view of her panties, she gave them a good show of what usually lays hidden between her legs but now that was so openly exposed. Once again, as long as her flashing could be deemed accidental or inadvertent, she had no problem flashing unsuspecting men her sexy underwear.

"I'm going to go hit the men's room babe," he said with a dirty laugh. "You coming?"

"I'll be right behind you," she said taking out her cell phone. "Give me a minute to get my act together," she said pretending that she was texting someone.

After lunch, with her husband already inside the men's room waiting there to watch her feigned, albeit embarrassed performance, mindlessly texting on her cell phone while walking, she'd obliviously, albeit deliberately, walk in the men's restroom. Too focused on her texting, she pretended that she didn't notice her mistake until she was deep inside of the men's room and surrounded by men. Shocked and surprised to see a woman in the men's room, some men turned from the urinals to flash her their cocks. She couldn't count the number of times she purposely walked into the men's restroom instead of the women's restroom at her husband's insisted behest. More than just a few, probably several dozen, she couldn't count the number of men's cocks she's seen.

"Eww, that was so disgusting Dean," she'd always say running out of the restroom with her husband in tow behind her while laughing with glee and aroused with sexual excitement.

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Whether she was with her husband on a bus or on a train, with her short skirt raised high enough and her acting oblivious that she was so exposed, her knees were spread wide enough to give the man sitting across from her a good view of her panties. Sometimes they rode the subway to the end of the line one way and to the end of the line the other way while flashing men up skirt views of her panties and down blouse views of her cleavage and bra. With her top cut low enough and falling forward open enough, she gave the men standing over her a good view of the tops of her meaty breasts and a good look of her bouncing, shimmering boobs whenever on a train or bus with her husband. As if hypnotizing them, maintaining men's interest by mesmerized them with the motion of her meaty breasts, her big, natural boobs jiggled in the way of firm gelatin.

Sometimes going for a simple bike ride on a warm sunny day was enough to give her husband, Dean, the sexual satisfaction he needed while watching his wife flash her panties, bra, and cleavage to a multitude of unsuspecting and surprised men. Hiking up her short skirt, and instead of pausing her pedaling to preserve her modesty, she'd exaggerate her pedaling more as she advanced upon men coming her way. A practiced move that Dean had her rehearse to see how she could flash the most of her panties while innocently and innocuously pedaling her bike, he staged the movements of her legs to make the most of her exhibitionism. Wearing a low cut blouse, one that showed more of her breasts the more she leaned forward, she gave men a continual show of her cleavage and bra while leaning forward over her handlebars.

She rode the rollercoaster not so much for the thrill of the ride but for the sexy show at the end of the ride. As if her fun bags were part and parcel to the entertainment received at her own personal amusement park, not wearing a bra was part of her exhibitionistic show. As if her big breasts were being beckoned by an Indian, snake charmer to make their surprise, naked appearance, her big tits eventually pushed higher and higher out of her top from the speed and ferocity of the rollercoaster ride. Finally, when the rollercoaster came to a stop and the ride came to an end, with her breasts out of her top and totally exposed, her breasts had made their naked appearance while waiting for the employee to release them from the constraints of their rollercoaster ride.

As if momentarily stunned from the thrill and the pure exhilaration of the ride, coerced by her husband and at his expressed behest, she sat there acting oblivious that she was sitting there topless with her big breasts so nakedly exposed. Smiling up at everyone who walked by her while leering down at her, after giving passengers and employees alike a good, long look of her tits, she acted mortified while pretending to be embarrassed before stuffing her breasts back inside of her top. Willing to exchange her modesty for the sexual sake of her husband's exhibitionistic and voyeuristic pleasure, they always had great pillow talk and enjoyed great sex after her flashing episodes. Only tonight with her flashing her naked body to his friends, Dean couldn't share his sexual excitement with his wife during their normal pillow talk session while having sex. Being that her naked flashing was his sexy secret, he had to remain silent about all that Kim was about to expose to his three friends, Bob, Jim, and Michael.

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Another one of his favorite flashes to do with his wife was to frequent the only women's clothing store left in the mall that still had curtains instead of doors on the dressing rooms. A voyeur's paradise, men who normally hate being dragged to go shopping with their wives and girlfriends, encouraged their wives and girlfriends to take their time in the dressing room so that they could ogle the nearly naked women standing behind the dressing room curtains. Yet, men weren't the only ones having voyeuristic fun. A dressing room with a curtain instead of a door was perfect for those exhibitionistic women who wanted to flash and to show their bodies to men without being deliberately slutty about it. As their way to save their virtue, acting if men were the perverts for looking at them, actually they were the perverted ones for showing men all that men wanted to see.

He'd watch his sexy wife disappear behind the curtain to try on bras while waiting for the most opportune moment when there were a few bored husbands and boyfriends waiting outside of the dressing room for their wives and girlfriends. With a small audience of men watching him to see what's behind the curtain, he'd open the curtain to her dressing room wide enough for the men to see his wife standing there topless. He was sexually excited when men saw his wife's tits. With her tits her best asset right behind her shapely ass, he loved showing off Kim's big boobs to the shocked surprise of the men who stood behind him staring at his topless wife over his shoulder.

A passive, albeit willingly active participant in her husband flashing her body to men, all she had to do was to turn to him, and she did, for the men to have the perfect voyeuristic albeit subtle view of her tits. She flashed not for her sexual excitement of exhibitionism but for her husband's sexual pleasure that he received from voyeurism in showing other men her beautiful body. Obviously she took some modicum of pleasure too in her husband getting off by flashing men bits and pieces of her body. She wasn't a nun but she wasn't a whore either. So long as it was harmless fun and so long as Dean continued to make her flashing appear accidental, she didn't mind flashing men her body.

With her having perfectly symmetrical, C cup, natural breasts, she had spectacular tits with perfectly round areolas and big, pink nipples. An easy thing to do at the beach that wasn't even a nude beach, all that it took for her to flash her tits to lucky men was to wait for an errant wave and have Kim scream her embarrassment as the water made off with her bikini top. Chasing down her bikini bra with her big, naked breasts bouncing up and down and swaying from side to side, it was a sight to behold when her tits moved forward with her body as she leaned down to retrieve her bikini bra. As if she was a wannabe celebrity on a beach in Cannes, France, with all eyes upon Kim's big tits, she flashed dozens of unsuspecting men her naked breasts whenever pulling that flashing routine at the beach. If there was another way for Dean to flash men Kim's sexy body, whichever flashes are next, Dean has either done that already or he's thinking of doing that next.

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"Honey, I found a couple of bras for you in your size and in different colors," he'd say loud enough for the men to hear him while standing there and holding with the curtain open enough to expose his topless wife again.

Playing her role of exhibitionism by looking down instead of up and acting oblivious to the men staring at her tits, she'd examine the bras before accepting the bras from her husband to try them. Then, while her husband continued his hunt to find more brassieres, absentmindedly, albeit deliberately forgetting to close the curtain all the way closed, a move they've practiced many times and mastered, their little, big tit flashing show continued. With the dressing room curtain opened enough for someone standing across from her to see her standing there topless, it was open enough for someone to see her areolas and nipples through the mirror at an angle too.

While she examined bras topless before trying on bras, too preoccupied looking at herself in the mirror, she was seemingly oblivious to the men standing there in awe of all that she was showing and all that they were seeing. Giving them a good, long topless show of her big, bare breasts, she tried on bra after bra. Removing one bra to try on another bra, with her turning one way before turning the other way, she gave the spectators an endless show of her perfect tits. Acting as if she wasn't aware that they were even there leering at her tits, she paid the men no never mind to them staring at her exposed, big breasts that bounced and jiggled with her every movement and swayed with her every motion. Watching her from a distance and knowing that he'd be spending a lot of money on lingerie for his wife to stand there topless for that amount of time while flashing that many men, her husband stood where he could see the men watching her.