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Despite having agreed we should explore with exhibitionism, we spent the following days mostly in the house and around the pool, relaxing.But we actually never used the swimsuits we had just bought, preferring to swim and sunbathe completely naked. We had sex everyday, often more than once, sometimes on the sunbeds by the pool, not caring at all if anyone caught us, and my problems seemed a thing of the past.Then one evening, we decided we’d had enough rest and that we would head out for the night, at least for a few drinks at a bar.I put on a white mandarine-collar shirt, a clean pair of jeans, and classy black leather sneakers. Belle opted for the evening dress she always took on vacations because it didn’t need ironing. It was made of thin dark-red crepe fabric which clung to her curves, ankle length, split up to mid-thigh on the left, with a deep neckline and bare back but for a lacing. This last detail was the reason why she never wore a bra with this dress. She’d brushed her hair into a high ponytail, and put on large silver hoop earrings, an ankle bracelet, and high heel shoes. She looked stunning, as usual.We drove to one of the nearby seaside towns reputed for its nightlife, found a place to park, which wasn’t easy in the summer, and walked the rest of the way to the seafront district in which most of the bars and nightclubs are located.Since we wanted to be able to chat while enjoying our drinks, we opted for one of the calmer cocktail bars. We noticed a free table with two small couches in a corner of the terrace, and thus sat there. The waiter came almost immediately to take our order. When I saw the prices for the drinks, I understood why this bar was calmer than the others, but I did not mind.As soon as he left, Belle told me, “I’m not sure he’ll remember the order, he was clearly more interested in my cleavage.”I laughed, “Do you feel like playing with him? Show him a bit more just to see how he reacts?”She winked, “I’m game!”I then watched her try to discreetly get the bottom of her dress to ride up until part of her panties, the black lace thong from the lingerie set, were visible through the slit. Deciding this was not enough, she played with her cleavage a bit, forcing the top of the areola of one of her boobs to be visible above the deep neckline. But as soon as she moved, the dress slid back in place, covering her boob again. She tugged on it a bit more until her nipple, now hardened by the arousal she felt, caught on the fabric, holding it in place.Then we waited. It took the waiter quite a while to come back with our drinks. Long enough that a group of younger guys, twenty-something clearly, who had caught a glimpse of Belle’s voluntary wardrobe malfunction decided to sit at a table offering them a good view. Since they’d heard us speak in French, they must have thought we did not understand Spanish.I could hear them commenting on the sexy slut with big boobs and a nipple poking out of her dress, how lucky I was to be able to fuck her, and a list of stuff they’d like to do to her if they could, some of it quite cringy to be honest. Belle and I didn’t miss a single word of it. She visibly cringed at some of the stuff they said, particularly when one suggested he’d fuck her ass while one of his friends fucked her pussy. She later told me she’d considered fixing her dress at that moment, but saw the waiter grabbing our drinks from the bar and decided not to let a few rowdy tweens ruin her fun.When the waiter finally came back, he did not notice immediately Belle’s adjustments to her dress. And I could not see the moment he really noticed. He’d bent over to place Belle’s drink in front of her, and while bent, turned his head in her direction only to find himself staring straight at her nipple. He quickly stood back up and turned towards me, visibly flustered, and placed my drink in front of me, before leaving.I heard him ask the young guys what they wanted to drink. It’s only then it occurred to them to look at the prices. They quickly decided that, while they clearly wanted to keep watching Belle, they’d rather not spend that much on a drink and stood up. They lingered around for a bit though still commenting about Belle until the waiter politely but firmly asked them to leave.While enjoying our drinks, Belle covered her nipple, making sure her cleavage was back to normal.”It’s too bad you’ve missed the look of shock on the waiter’s face when he found himself staring at my nipple barely fifty centimeters away. I’m sure he purposefully bent over this way to get a better glimpse at my cleavage.””I’m sure he did. Because he did not need to bend that much to hand me my own drink. But in the end, he got much more than isvecbahis he’d bargained for.”We laughed. The discussion drifted off the subject of the waiter and the young guys for a while.Once we were almost finished with our drinks I asked Belle, “Wanna play with him a bit more? Or do you think we’ve tortured him enough?”She laughed and said, “I’m not going topless right here and now, you pervert!””Not subtle at all my Padawan in perversion, I was thinking something much less evident yet a bit naughtier.”The mischievous look was back on her face, I had clearly picked her interest.”Do tell more Master Jedi”, she joked, leaning forward expecting my answer.I guess if I could have seen my face, it would have shown the same mischief that Belle’s displayed.”Just hand me your panties and make sure the slit of your dress stays where it is right now.”She looked down and realized that while moving around in her seat, the slit she had so strategically placed to display just a bit of lace was now fully centered. Without the thong in the way, she would have offered a full view of her waxed pussy.”Beau! How long has it been this way?””Just the last few minutes, I swear. If you don’t want to push it this far, you still have time to put it back to normal…”Belle clearly hesitated, she later told me that exposing her most private parts at so close a range, moreso to someone who could talk to her, made her feel a bit uneasy, but turned her on at the same time. The more she thought about it, the more aroused she felt until it completely outweighted any remaining uneasiness.She finally made up her mind and slowly removed her thong, sliding it down inch by inch, to avoid attracting the attention of any passerby or of the few other patrons on the terrace. She eventually managed to get it down to mid-thighs and quickly slid it down the rest of the way, bunched it into a ball in her hand before handing it to me. I put it in my pocket. She then made sure the slit of her dress was aligned with her own.”Being able to watch your pussy in such a setting is starting to have an effect on my dick. I’m starting to feel a little too tight in my pants.” She looked at the bulge in my jeans and smiled. I added, “If you’re done with your drink try to catch the waiter’s attention, having my back towards the bar doesn’t make it easy.”A few seconds later, she waved a hand and said, “La cuenta, por favor.”The waiter came back a few minutes later with the bill. While I paid with my credit card, Belle pretended to look for something in her handbag. The waiter, thinking that we were both occupied, stole another glance at my wife. I was looking at him when his gaze fell from her now decent cleavage to her much less decent crotch and saw him gawk with surprise.This was my cue to let him know he’d been caught stealing a glance. I lifted my head up while pressing the validation key. At the sound of the ticket being printed, the waiter quickly turned his head towards me and met my gaze. He bit his lips, clearly ashamed. I gave him a knowing smile.”When the view is beautiful, it’d be a crime not to watch,” I told him in Spanish while handing him the card reader back.He shyly smiled at first, handed me my ticket, and started to say goodbye, but at the last moment, a wave of courage washed over him. He turned towards Belle, who’d stopped pretending to search for something to look at him, and panned his gaze slowly up and down her body, even staring openly at her exposed crotch for a couple of seconds.”Señorita, muchas gracias.” And, his courage exhausted, he quickly left.It was Belle’s turn to be shocked and to blush, but it only lasted an instant, before she started giggling. She straightened her dress, and we stood up and headed down the street.We walked along the seafront for a while, our arms around each other’s waist. We just watched the other tourists enjoy the fresh air of the night. We just chatted about nothing in particular, until Belle brought up the subject of her latest exhibition again.”That sure was arousing, but I’m not sure I would dare to set foot in that bar again.”I just shrugged, “We don’t have to if you don’t want to, but the waiter seemed to enjoy his ‘extra tip’, and it could be fun to play with someone who knows he’s being played with.””I’m just not sure I’m ready for that…” She added after a few seconds of thought.I could feel her inner fight in her tone. She was battling with the inhibitions planted into her by society. She was having fun at the moment, but once the arousal died off, guilt took over.I stopped walking and turned towards her, “I just want it to be clear. I don’t want you to do stuff you’re not comfortable with. I’m just suggesting ideas, you’ll isveçbahis giriş always get the final decision. Okay?”She nodded, smiled, and leaned in for a kiss.We kept walking for a little while and eventually almost reached the end of the seafront promenade. I asked her if she felt like going to a club now, but she decided against it.”I’d rather play a bit more…” she said, with that mischievous look once again, even though there was a tinge of actual shyness to her tone. It was her turn to stop walking and to turn my way, she hugged me close and said, “Discreetly slide your hand through the slit in my dress and feel my pussy.” I did as she asked and my fingers came back coated with her juices. “I’ve kept thinking about your idea to play a bit less subtly, and you just felt the result. But I still don’t feel like going back to that bar right now.”I thought about it for a few seconds before saying, “I don’t see any issue with that, I’m pretty sure we can easily find someone else to give a little show to.”We headed back the way we came. During the hour or so of our own walk, the number of people walking the promenade had slowly dwindled. The families had all left. Most of the people remaining were young adults, the majority quite drunk. With their own inhibitions lifted by alcohol, I knew they would clearly not make good playmates for our little games.We chatted while walking back but I kept looking around for an occasion to play a bit more. When finally about fifty meters in front of us, I found one. A lone guy about our age, with his dog on a leash, approached a bench just under a street light and sat there before lighting a cigarette. If I had to take a bet, I would have guessed it was a family guy who went back out to walk the dog while his wife got the children to bed.I pointed him out to Belle with a head gesture, “What about that guy on the bench? Feel like torturing him too?”She looked at him and then to me, “What do you have in mind?”I had no plan, but ideas flooded through my head. I quickly eliminated all but two.”Well, if you feel really naughty, we could pretend to be arguing and a bit drunk, then when we reach him you tell him I dared to say your boobs are saggy, and then you flash him asking what he thinks of them.”She shook her head, “Too direct, anything else?””Of course… See the other bench just in front of him? We could sit there, start to kiss, then I’d caress your thigh and make your dress ride up all the way until your pussy is visible. Then we”ll see depending on his reaction.”She nodded her agreement. I knew making it look accidental would be more acceptable to her, but I had to suggest the more daring option first, just in case.We walked the last few meters towards the bench, chatting together about supposed plans for the next day. Just as we sat down, the guy’s dog tugged on its leash, and he reprimanded it, in french. Belle flinched a bit, but looked at me and shrugged. I started kissing her. I placed my hand on her left thigh and started to caress it, slowly pushing her dress out of the way.When I felt my hand sliding under the slit of her dress, I pushed it further in, now caressing her other thigh. While I was doing that, I kept looking at the guy through the corner of my eye. He clearly did a double take at some point, and I knew that her crotch must be slightly visible by now. I moved my kisses from Belle’s mouth to her neck and whispered directly into her ear.”When you feel my hand reach your hip, spread your legs as much as you can.”I slid my hand up, fully exposing her crotch to the guy, and reached her hip. Belle pretended to be losing her balance under my assaults and moved her legs, spreading them. And at that moment the guy loudly cleared his throat. I kept on kissing Belle’s neck, pretending I didn’t hear him, but she turned her head towards him.”You should make sure you remain decent,” he said, pointing at her now exposed pussy.Belle pretended to not notice what he’d pointed at, “Come on! Don’t be so prude, we’re just kissing.”The guy clearly considered answering, but shrugged instead and while dragging on his cigarette, leaned forward and started watching openly. I saw that while Belle had pretended to close her eyes back after answering, fully enjoying my kisses, they were still partially opened. She was watching him enjoying the view she was offering. I whispered again to Belle.”If you feel like flashing him your boobs now, pretend to notice what he’s looking at, feign being angry, tell him that if he wants a show you can deliver and let the puppies loose…”She couldn’t refrain to giggle as I explained my idea. If she’d refused a similar one earlier, being exposed like she was isveçbahis yeni giriş right now, now made it seem much less daring. So she followed my instructions. And did even better than I expected.She removed her hand from my cheek and let it slowly slide along her body until it reached her exposed pussy. Then, feigning surprise at feeling her own bare skin, she pushed me back and looked at the state of her dress, then at the guy, then back at her pussy again. She stood up and walked towards the guy calling him a peeping tom and a pervert, then grabbed the top of her dress and flashed him her boobs, so close to his face that he could have grabbed them without fully extending his arm.”There, happy? Now go back to your wife and think about those while you fuck her!”She turned back toward me, still pretending to be angry, and ordered me to get moving. We briskly walked away, stifling our laughter until we were out of sight of the guy.”Did you see his face when I flashed him?””No, all I could see was your back.””Well, while I was screaming at him, he was looking me in the eyes, clearly a bit baffled. But when I pulled my boobs out, he could not keep his gaze from going down to them, and just sat there open-mouthed.”We kept laughing on and off all the way back to the car, stopping to exchange kisses and caresses in darker recesses along the way. We finally reached the car, stepped in, and before I could start the car Belle squeezed my thigh to attract my attention.”Try to find us a remote area along the way. I may have a fun idea.”I knew exactly where to go. On a previous occasion, when we’d come to this town during the day, I had noticed one of those abandoned housing projects which were quite common in Spain since their real estate crisis. I grabbed my phone, opened Google Maps, set it to satellite imagery, and quickly looked for the place. It took me no more than a minute, and I programmed the GPS to bring us there.As we turned into the housing project, we found it completely dark. I kept driving until we were out of sight of the main road and stopped the car by the side of the street.”Does this suit what you have in mind?”She looked outside, barely able to make out anything with only the car’s headlights and the moon to light up the scene.”It’ll do…””So, what’s your plan?”She grabbed my phone and put it in my hands.”First, you’ll need this,” then she pressed the button to open the convertible top and added, “and you’ll get a better view if you stand up than through the windshield.”She turned on the radio, switching quickly through the stations until she found a tune that she deemed suitable, some slow EDM, stepped out of the car, walked into the headlights, and started to dance sensually, slowly undulating while caressing her own body. I understood her intent, stood up in the car, switched on the camera app, and started filming her.She slowly stripped out of her dress. She let one strap slip off her shoulder, then the other, while holding the dress over her boobs with one hand. She then slowly let her hands slide along her body until they reached her stomach, revealing her magnificent boobs fully for the second time tonight. Still holding her dress at the waist with one hand, she caressed her tits with the other, playing with each nipple in turn.It’s at that moment that the unexpected happened. With the music and the sound of cicadas covering most of the other noises, we hadn’t heard someone approaching. An old man riding a bike suddenly appeared into view and stopped alongside our car. He let out a wolf whistle.”Que bonita! Magnifico!”Belle hesitated for a second, but the cheer from the old man reassured her that he wasn’t about to cause a fuss. She decided to keep going with her show. She turned around and bending at the waist finished removing her dress, revealing her toned ass to our unexpected guest. I kept filming her dancing fully nude while keeping an eye on the old man. He eventually noticed I was watching him and apparently understood my concern because, while grinning from ear to ear, he gave me the thumbs-up”You’re a really lucky young man, thank your lady for the nice show, have fun, good night!” He told me in Spanish, before riding away in the dark.Belle kept swaying sensually in the headlights for the camera all along, caressing her body. She gave him a shy wave as he rode past her, he blew her a kiss in response.As soon as he disappeared into the darkness, she stopped dancing, crossed her arms over her boobs, and looked at me. I cut the recording. She picked her dress off the ground, sulking a little.”I wanted you to fuck me against the bonnet of the car after my little show, but I’m sure he’s stopped just out of sight and will keep watching.”I shrugged, “As you wish, we can let my current hard-on go to waste and head back home hoping we’ll be able to revive it, or we could give the old timer a show he’ll remember for the rest of his life.”
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