Kathy and I got married 5 years ago. They have been the happiest years of my life. When you're married to a Goddess, life's got to be great.
You probably think I'm kidding about the Goddess part. When I describe Kathy you'll know I'm totally serious. She is 5'11" of blond bombshell. She weighs 130 pounds and has a 38D, 24, 37 figure. She keeps her hair shoulder length and often wears colors matching her deep blue (almost black) eyes. She is a real knockout in anybody's book. And she's all mine.
When I first met her I didn't think I had a chance with her. Hell, I'm only 5'10 and have thinning hair and a slight beer belly. A mutual friend set us up on a blind date. He was playing a practical joke. Well, the joke was on my friend. Kathy and I really hit it off.
Kathy didn't dress to show off her body. I'd say she wore the same type of clothes that other girls were wearing. Nothing real sexy, but there was never a doubt that she was all woman.
Kathy was a virgin until about four months after we started dating. After that first time we did NOT have sex every chance we got. She didn't want to take a chance on getting pregnant and thought only bad girls took the pill before getting married.
We did have sex two or three times a month until we got engaged. Then we had some kind of sex on every date. It might only be masturbating each other, or oral sex. She still didn't want to get pregnant or take the pill. She wanted to walk down the aisle in a white wedding dress with no one but us knowing she wasn't a virgin.
Once our vows were spoken it was a different matter altogether. She couldn't get enough of my cock. And I was in her pussy every chance I got. We didn't want kids right away so she was on the pill and we were on each other.
After the honeymoon, I even got her to loosen up a little bit in the clothes department. I took her shopping one day and had her try on a mini-skirt. When she looked in the mirror she said it was way too short. I told her it was just right.
I told her I could prove to her that the dress was just right. I stood beside her and pushed my hand up her dress and on her ass. She giggled and blushed, but I pointed out that looking in the mirror from the front you couldn't even tell if the dress was raised in back. She said I just liked the dress because I was a pervert. I told her I couldn't agree more. She laughed at that, but we bought the dress.
That was the start. After that when she went shopping she would buy the kinds of outfits she usually wears when out in the world, but she would also pick out something much more daring for our private times. No one else knew about the daring clothes, they were just for us when we were around the house.
Last night we were home and she was wearing her shortest mini-skirt and a see-through blouse, and nothing else. I was drinking beer and she was sipping wine coolers. We were both feeling mellow until I went into the kitchen to get another beer and wine cooler. My cock had been about half-hard for the last hour or two and I was ready to head back to the family room when I got a wild idea.
I put the beer and wine cooler back in the fridge. Then I went in and took Kathy's hand and pulled her up. She wanted to know what was going on but I pulled her toward the car without saying a word.
A few times every year we would get in the car and go somewhere to fuck, just like the old dating days when we didn't have any place else. It's hard to beat the excitement of screwing in the backseat of a car. That's what she thought was going to happen now and she was all for it. When we got in the car I started it up and headed down the road.
Kathy was giggling and asking me which make-out spot I was headed for. She was also driving me crazy by rubbing my rock hard cock. I drove to a tavern about five miles out of town. When we got there she wanted to know what was going on. I told her I wanted to play some pool. She said she couldn't go in the way she was dressed. I said, "I want you to, babe. I want us to go in there and play some pool."
Kathy knew what I wanted. I had tried to get her to expose herself to other guys before. She always refused to do it, saying she was too embarrassed. I could see her struggling with the idea of fulfilling my fantasy now. "Will it really make you happy if I go in there and let everybody see me? I'm not even wearing any panties. If I play pool there's not going to be any secrets."
I gave her a kiss, "Yeah, babe. It'll really make me happy. I'm glad you're not wearing a bra or panties cause I want them to see all of you."
"In that case why don't I just go in and strip for them?"
I knew she was being sarcastic, "Babe, that'd be great. I'd love to see them drooling while they stare at your naked body." She punched me in the arm and said she'd never strip for anyone but me. What Kathy didn't know, because I'd never told her, was that I would love to see more than that. What I really wanted was to watch another guy fuck her.
She looked at me for a minute then said, "Let's go." My heart started pounding. She was actually going to do it. She was going to go out in public and let other guys see her pussy and tits.
I knew she was already hot from our playing on the way there. And I could only hope she would get even hotter once we got inside and she could feel the other guys looking at her pussy and tits. I got nervous just thinking that I might even get to see my wildest fantasy carried out.