16/06/2022
My 2nd wife was a hot little redhead, and she knew she was hot. The real problem with us was that she was barely 19 and I was 31, for me it was time to settle down, start a family, for her all she wanted to do was play.
We had guests at least 4 nights a week, our place out in the country became an area party house.
Patty nearly always wore clothes that demonstrated her curves, tight tops with no bra and shorts that had baggy legs, she knew just how to sit to expose herself and did it constantly.
I didn't mind that, because one of my kinks has always been showing off my mate. We had a friend named Bobby; he might as well have been living with us he was there so much.
He spent a lot of time checking out Patty's nice "B" cups, since her nipples poked out through the thin tops, and he wraparound tops meant often she would have one or both hanging out in open view.
Bobby would sit across from her, she would do that thing women do of tucking her legs underneath herself, and she could expose her red haired beaver to anyone caring to look.
I knew of course that exposing herself turned her on, fine with me since it turned me on also. I learned that about myself way back with my first wife, that day I exposed her to a gas station attendant got me so hot we barely made it home, and the exploits continued until we broke up.
Meeting Patty was great, she liked doing it as much as I liked watching her do it.
One night Bobby was over, and surprise, he was the only one that came by, a rare event. Patty was in fine form, she left to take a shower, came out and toweled off right in front of Bobby and me.
It was the first time he saw her completely naked, and she made a big production out of it, even carefully toweling off her pubic hairs before pulling a shot T-shirt over her had.
"Man, you are one lucky SOB!" He told me.
Later that night, I had dozed off on the couch, I woke up, no Bobby, no Patty. I checked the house, nobody, so I went outside, there sat Bobby's ugly Volkswagen van. I peeked in the rear window, saw Bobby's bare ass, and he was screwing someone. As he moved around, I caught a glimpse of red hair.
Bobby was having sex with my Patty, which pissed me off!
I would have yanked him out and whipped his behind for that, but the doors were locked, so I waited and fumed.
Finally I went back to the house.
She came in, much the worse for wear, all she had on was that silly short T-shirt, short enough if she stood up straight, red pubic hair appeared.
We argued, she told me I did not own her, and when I accused her of being with other guys, she denied that and said Bobby was the only one since we got married.
I loved showing her off, I did NOT want other guys fucking her, so just like my first wife, I was going to divorce her.
Just a couple of weeks later, she left to go to the store, the next person I saw was a police officer informing me of the accident.
It was almost two years later before I started dating again, and met my current wife who also did not mind assisting me with my fetish.
In fact, she worked as a dancer in bar in Portland, topless at the time, G-strings required.
The very first time she let the G-string slide out of place when I set a tip on the bar, I was in love and still am, some 45 years later.
Probably a surprise to some, she is now nearly 70, and still flashes from time to time, in places like changing rooms, or sitting in the Sun on the high seawall in the park down by the ocean, where anyone walking by on the trail down below can see she has no panties on.
Just last week we had two nice sunny warm days, so we went to the park and sat side by side as a few guys walked by a few feet away. Once she gets one showing interest, she will lift one foot up, leaving the other down, giving them a clear view up her short skirt.
At 5'2" AND 110 pounds, she still has a nice body and very few wrinkles. A few of those is enough, then we rush home and get it on, without fail.