12/06/2022
The reason I said "wives" in the title rather than "wife" is due to my having been married three times, and all of them allowed me to find situations where they would join in with my fetish.
And fetish it is, for some reason the idea gets me as heated up as anything I ever do, and once my reactions were discovered, all three willingly joined in the little games.
My first wife and I divorced when I returned from Vietnam, (two holes in me) to discover that she had taken the voyeurism WAY past just showing off, and had taken on several others for full sex, some of them my former buddies.
I got in quite a few fights and hassles, I also did not lose any of them.
My second wife was a hot looking natural redhead, right down to the many freckles and wire framed glasses.
She was already an exhibitionist, which is what attracted me to her. I had many dates with women who insisted on keeping everything hidden before I met her, so all were short term.
On our first date, she shared a small apartment with a girl friend, and she was in the shower when I knocked on the door. The shower was basically a closet off the main room, she answered the door in just a towel, let me in, then went in and finished her shower.
Out she came, wet, and naked, toweled off right in front of me, then I sat and watched her get dressed. That made for one interesting first date, I was totally in love by the time we got back to her place around midnight. She asked me if I would like to make love to her (I would) and that was the start of a wild four years.
One of our favorites was a strip club we went to, (G-string and pasties back then), she would get up there and do "guest spots" and she had this thin little thong that she could lie down, do a floor number and squirm right out of easily, and get her red haired covered beaver right out on display by "accident."
She also sometimes shaked her boobs, and get a pastie flying across the room. Management knew all about that, good for business, and sometimes she made $50-60 in tips in a three song spot.
She had another thong that she attached lightly at the back, elastic, she would be spread eagled on the stage, work her behind on the floor a bit and it would come loose, then she would say "Oops!" jump up and go backstage, fix things, then alter on that same night she would do it again.
She loved to expose herself, letting a couple of dozen guys see her naked made her as hot as it did me.
Then came the sad morning, headed to the store for some pancake mix, a guy in a huge Dodge pickup ran a red light and I was single again.
It was two years before I met my 3rd wife, she more or less saved me, and now, 40 year later, she is still with me.
I have lots more stories from over the years, I never did any swinging, it was all just showing off.
The next one I think will be about the one time I ended up on stage at a strip club (drunk of course) on "ladies night"