This is true story as it has unfolded in the past year
So my story starts out innocent enough. Later in the season last summer I bought a white long sleeved sunshirt, you know it’s important to protect yourself theses days. So on a hot day I decided to loose the bra only to be informed by my husband that it was quite see through, hard nipples, areolae, even the small mole on my left breast and he enjoyed the look. Feeling saucy, I promptly bought 2 more.
So a little bit about myself. I’m 58. Still have my reddish brown shoulder length hair, the grey has only given me a few strands so far. I’m 5’7”, 130 lbs. I eat decent, do planks, walk and genetics have played a hand too in keeping me slim. Things are quite trim and my long legs are in good shape. My boobs are a B cup which is nice, I can go braless without them hanging down to my belly button. It must be something to do with the sun shirt because when I’m wearing it my nipples are always hard as a rock. I keep my bush trimmed and tidy. Also, I have no piercings or tattoos.
Things have changed since menopause. My husband is not a pencil dick, if he was perhaps we’d still have sex. But we’re both okay with that (we did “fill our pockets” so to speak when we were younger) I still enjoy a good wank and orgasim and tittie play. My husband enjoys his wanks and I’ll just say we have added ALOT to our spank banks. So I’m not complaining about getting older, if you’re not getting older , you’re dead, so really, I’m okay with it. Just enjoying some harmless fun now.
I also want to take a moment to mention that this story is true. My husband has passed a few stories to me to read and they’re always some outrageous scene that you just know isn’t true. We were talking last night and said it’s too bad we can’t share some of these events with someone then it dawned on us we could, we could share with you. I also hope that perhaps it’s the type of story that you can share with your significant other to show that there is still fun to be had.
So back to the story. I decided to take the white sunshirt to a new level and wore it into the shower. Low and behold, it fit like a second skin. That added to my husband’s spank bank. I bought a few micro mini skirts that have the shorts attached (I promptly cut the shorts off, I am handy enough with a sewing machine.) So with the leftover shorts I made swimsuit bottoms that show a lot of cheek and they reveal excellent camel toe.
We went to the local beach, the water was on the colder side so I didn’t plan on swimming but there were four women about my age standing in the water with their bikini tops pushing up creating cleavage so I decided I better go for a swim just to let them know that a long sleeve white sun shirt isn’t boring. Needless to say the four ladies watched me leave the water as well as pretty much everybody else on the beach because coming up out of the water made it fit like it was body paint! Not to mention the swim shorts showing my cheeks and camel toe and the cold water had made the girls pop right out. We made a mental note. We now carry a spray bottle in our car to give the girls the wet look.
I’ll just take a moment here to mention that my husband has found if he walks slightly behind me, well first of all, nobody even seems to notice him , but he can also inform me when somebody’s looking. I always act innocent like I’m not trying to show anything and I never look around to check and see if people are looking, he keeps me informed. We found that a few tricks to do are for me to perhaps adjust my shoe buckle or perhaps the wind catches my sun hat and I have to grab it therefore making my skirt ride up and exposing my pussy and ass. Also bending into the trunk to “ get a pair of glasses from our prop container of empty glasses cases” puts everything on display as well. I’ll also mention that I get checked out by just as many women. And my husband says they’re even worse cause they openly stare where men have to do glances to risk not getting caught. I even had one woman followed me in the grocery store. We find it doesn’t matter if it’s a group of 25 year-old construction workers behind me in line at the coffee shop, no one ever seems to care that they just checked out a 58-year-old woman. Of course I also have on my big floppy sun hat and sunglasses so they can’t really peg my age I guess. And of course, who doesn’t enjoy a little peek!
We live in a touristy area with cottages and a lot of lakes so the summers draw a lot of people. So we found that walking amongst little shops in the towns, ice cream shops and coffee shops draw a lot of looks as well as areas where people were looking for their own kicks. There are sites for that. A lot of the lakes around here are joined by what they call locks. Some lakes are higher or lower than other lakes so to connect them boats go through these man-made channels called locks. Boats go in, the lock fills or empties of water and when the lock opens they are higher or lower to have access to the next lake. So obviously there’s a lot of people hanging around here as well as the people on the boats lined up, waiting to go through the locks.
So we fast forward to this summer. We bought a convertible that has inspired us to get out and enjoy driving around more . Also over the winter I worked on my wardrobe. I took crocheted (it’s like knitting) table cloths or doilies and because like I said I’m handy with the sewing machine I made some new skirts. These new skirts have holes throughout them that are about the size of your finger and you can clearly see a lot of skin through and perhaps some pubic hair! I’ve often wondered if there would be any problems from the police if they ever saw me wearing one of those crocheted skirts because obviously I don’t wear panties under them. That got put to the test yesterday.
We decided to go to a casino that has its own hotel. We had been out wandering around, so I hadn’t changed out of my crocheted skirt. We’re standing in line at the check-in after the valet guy had had a good look. I’m innocently looking around when I noticed a man in a uniform and I checked to see what the badge on his shirt said and low and behold it was police. We didn’t know, but the police were having a ceremony there at the hotel that night. While my husband informed me after that a young policeman, after having a couple glances, didn’t know where to look and an older policeman was behind me and after having had a glance, decided just to look out the window and pretend he hadn’t seen it. So that answered that question -apparently, I’m legal!
So before we got to the casino/hotel yesterday we wandered around at a waterfront park. We noticed a man probably about 25 years old following us. My husband said he was having a very good l look. When we stopped to take some touristy pictures we lost sight of him. Later, we saw him out on the pier which just so happened to have a perfectly position bench with nobody around. So we sat down, and I made sure that he would have a good view of my snatch when he came back. Actually, he walked around again for another pass. That alone added to our spank banks. But when we got home and were looking at our touristy pictures we realized he was in the background of one of our pictures and when we zoomed in we realized he’d had his phone held down and been doing a video as he’d been stalking me.
One of our main places to go is one of the locks I spoke of on a busy Saturday. Of course on the drive there we pass a convenience store that sells liquor so I make it a habit of running in to buy my husband a beer every weekend. While I’m in the fridge area getting the beer, I always make sure I spend a couple extra seconds there to make sure my nipples are extremely hard so when I get to the counter the fellow can enjoy the view. I’ve even checked the buckle of my shoe on the way out for him a few times too. Once we get to the locks, we of course walk around, there’s flights of stairs as well to go up and down. It was on one of these flights of stairs that my husband overheard an elderly woman laughingly saying to her husband “I don’t think she has any underwear on”. There’s also an ice cream shop nearby that has proved to be very good for people to have a good look while standing waiting. There is one picnic table in particular that we like to sit at. We always sit on the table part with our legs on the bench. The boats lineup here and they’re at just the right level that there’s been a good many person enjoyed seeing my pussy.
My husband had quasi chatted with a fellow that lives near the lock (from one of those sites I mentioned where people are looking for their own kinks) and he mentioned we were going to be there last Saturday around 2. My husband told him he would leave it up to him to be able to pick me out in the crowd if he could make it. I had on one of my thin, white sun shirts (sprayed down with water of course - the girls seemed quite at attention for today’s shenanigans) and my white, pantyless crocheted mini skirt. We enjoyed speculating “could that be him” when we got there. But then he got there and it was very obvious he had found me. We wandered around a bit with him following then we went back to our picnic table and he sat at one nearby that just so happened to be at a very good angle that I could give him several peeks (some of those peeks might of lasted a little longer than others). This encounter led to several wanks this week and even a couple sleepless nights! Damn imagination running wild!
Well, I’m gonna wrap my story up here now. My apologies if it’s been too long. I will also mention I’ve picked up quite a few sexy dresses with the intent that we are going on a Caribbean Virgin cruise this winter. So who knows, there may be more stories to come!
P.S. Just proof read my story and got horny and wet.
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