Someone commented on my story about my wife flashing me and others, which reminded me of a night early on in our escapades when we went to a very quiet pub, which we had used a few times before, and continued using after seeing how quiet it was.

Before, my wife generally had worn buttoned blouses and skirts, or maybe a button through, or wrapover dress to this pub like she wore to other pubs we'd visited on our "flashing " afternoons or evenings.

In the past in this particular pub, my wife had opened her blouse and flashed her tits, raised or opened her skirt to flash her pussy to me, and once, removed her blouse and skirt, just leaving a long cardigan over her shoulders, showing me all of her body at the same time. She had caressed her tits and pussy many times here, to my great joy.

This night, my wife just wore a long coat. After a drink or two, she opened the coat, gradually exposing her body to me; proud tits, shaven pussy, all on display.

We heard an outer door open, which made my wife draw the coat around her.

Four people came into the Lounge we were using, and sat about four tables away, behind my wife. After they settled with drinks, my wife reopened her coat and proceeded to play with her tits, caressing them with vigour.

She could see she was making me hard by the obvious bulge in my jeans, and played up to that, squeezing her tits forcibly, pinching her nipples, even licking them, which she could do, having quite large breasts.

Before long, she started rubbing her pussy with one hand and caressing a tit with the other. She was really going for it, her pussy obviously getting wet, opening more every minute.

When really excited, my wife's pussy opens like a flower, as if trying to turn inside out. She gets really wet, and nearly always squirts when she comes, her juices going in all directions.

Unknown to her, I had one of her vibrators hidden in my boot. I withdrew it and handed it to her.

She was surprised by this but soon switched it on, first making sure that it didn't make too much noise, then started first rubbing her pussy with it, then inserting it gradually into her by now soaking wet cunt.

This led to her wanking herself slowly at first, increasing in speed gradually, eventually slamming the dildo into her wide-open, soaked cunt until she came a torrent; over her legs, the carpet, and soaking the back of her coat. All this in pretty much complete silence.

I've never more wanted to pull my cock out and wank to the view in front of me. I had to be satisfied with squeezing my cock through my jeans so no one could see me. Her tits were slightly red through her mauling them, her pussy wide open, red with use, and absolutely soaked, all without those behind her knowing anything about it.

My wife had to calm down and recover her breath for some minutes, occasionally gently stroking her cunt lips, spreading the wetness around, even wiping down her legs, which had been drenched.

After we'd both calmed down, we had another drink, and talked a little about what had taken place, and talked about the fact that we were both gagging to fuck each other, but had to wait until later in the evening when we always, after nights like this, had a leisurely fuck while reliving the nights events.

One of many great evenings.