March 4th, 2010 | 
Author: My Wife Goes on Exhibition at the Mall
My wife and I like to keep our sex life varied. We think it keeps our marriage hot, exciting and alive. One of the things we like to do from time to time is show her body off to other men. I'm not totally sure why, but it seems to reinforce our knowledge that she is still attractive to others, and I know it turns us both on. We like to think of it as a great form of foreplay. We also like to think that it's our little way of making the world a happier place, because it also gives pleasure to others.
Once she even got a temporary job as a topless Go-Go dancer in a little, out of the way bar in a town about sixty miles away where we were sure she wouldn't be seen by anyone we know. The place was pretty loosely run, in that the local management allowed the patrons a great deal of leeway in stuffing their one dollar tips well down the front of the dancers' G-strings and grabbing a quick feel of their tits while they were at it. She only worked there for a week, and I used to sit right there at the bar during all her sets, closely watching her reactions and those of the male patrons. It really got me hot to see them touch her like that, and she told me it used to get her turned on as well, but that's another story.
Arlene is a petite little woman, with long, naturally auburn hair and a picture perfect 36B-24-35 body that she's kept in perfect condition over the years. As a matter of fact, I think her body looks better now that it did when we were first married. She keeps it in shape by carefully watching what she eats and exercis- ing strenuously, both vertically and horizontally. When she's in the right mood, which comes pretty often, she has an almost insatiable appetite for sex and anything related to sex. I'd like to tell you about what happened one of those times.
It happened about a month or so ago. Arlene put on makeup and fixed her hair, wearing it down, like I prefer it. Then she donned a button front blouse, a short skirt, high heels, a garter belt and stockings. She wore nothing else, no underwear whatsoever. She left the top few buttons of her blouse open to enable her to show a bit of cleavage.
We got in the car and drove to a shopping mall somewhat out of our immediate area. We chose Livingston Mall because it is a mid- sized, two level mall, that isn't usually very crowded. When we first arrived, we walked around the mall together, window shopping as well as going into several stores, just getting comfortable with the surroundings until we were ready to start our little game.
Then we took the escalator up to the second level several times, sometimes with me 8 or 10 steps behind her so I could look up her dress as she rose in front of me, sometimes together so someone else might get a peek. One time, I went up a minute or so
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