In previous postings I’ve described how I’ve challenged Alice, my wife, to expose her body to strangers. She’s always reluctant but doing it makes her incredibly hot. And our sex afterward is terrific. She’s a beautiful forty-year-old blonde with beautiful 34B tits and, at my request, a shaved pussy.

Here’s how it began: One night during some pillow talk, I mentioned that when we were at the mall that afternoon I had noticed a young guy eying her. “I’ll bet he was imagining how you look nude, like you are now.”

“So," she said, "does that bother you?”

“No, in fact, it turns me on.” 

“How about you?” I asked.

“Well, I’m glad I’m still sexually attractive, and to a young man at that.”

“Are you aroused?” I asked. 

“Why don’t you find out?” she said as she reached for my hard cock.

So I started thinking...or should I say fantasizing...how could I set up situations in which her body would be exposed to strangers? I knew she wouldn’t take the initiative to expose herself. But if I encouraged her and told her what to do, I thought she’d do it.

I decided that the best opportunities for exposure would be pizza deliveries. The first time, I had her wear a loose top and no bra so when the pizza guy was waiting to be paid and she bent over to get the money out of her purse, her tits would be exposed. To my surprise and delight, she pretended to have a hard time getting her money out so he got a good, long view.

Afterward, she admitted that showing her tits was wonderfully exciting. In bed that night she was hotter than a firecracker. So I thought she’d be willing to do it again.

The second time, I had her wear a short skirt and no panties so when she bent over to retrieve her purse from the stairs the guy got a good view of her pretty, firm ass.

I loved these exposures and they made Alice incredibly hot but I decided I wanted her to give up the pretense of “accident” and openly invite a stranger to see her whole body...nude.

When I told her what I wanted her to do, she absolutely refused. 

“I would be so embarrassed,” she said. “He’ll know I’m doing it on purpose.”

“That’s the point,” I said. “He’ll know you want to show him your nude body. That you’re making it available for his pleasure. ..and for yours. You’ll look him in the eye and be proud. And you know it will make you so hot. You’ll be safe right in our house so you won’t have to do anything more.”

I could tell she was aroused just thinking about it, so if I could figure out a good way to do it, she’d go along.

“Here’s how we’ll do it," I said. "You’ll be wearing just your shorty white summer robe...nothing under it. The pizza guy will come. You’ll look for your purse but finally conclude you must have left it somewhere. You’ll tell him I’m out of town but you think I have some poker money hidden around here somewhere. You’ll call me to find it so you can pay the guy. In fact, I’ll be in my office upstairs and will be watching the whole thing on our security cameras.

“When you call, I’ll pretend to be a little drunk and a lot angry. I’ll tell you it’s your fault for losing your purse and I’m not going to tell you where my poker money is hidden. I’ll say you’ll have to pay him some other way. And I’ll say unless you want me to come home in a bad mood, you’ll take care of the problem.

“I’ll tell you to put the guy on the phone and we’ll decide how you’re going to pay him. Then, while you’re standing there, he and I will negotiate what you’re going to do for him.”

“Okay," she said. "I’ll do it. I’ll give him a quick flash.”

“But you have to be nude, no bra and no panties,” I said. “I want him to be able to admire everything, your tits, your nipples and your pussy.”

So that night about 7:00, she ordered pizza. I told her where to stand so I could watch the action on our security system.

The delivery person was a college-age good-looking guy. Alice opened the door and invited him in while she got her purse. As agreed, after a few minutes of looking she apologized for the delay but she must have left her purse at her sister’s. “But don’t worry," she said, "I’ll call my husband, who’s out of town, and I’m sure he has some poker money somewhere. I can pay you out of that.”

She called. I told her to put the phone on speaker. Then I asked the guy how much we owed him.

"Nineteen dollars," he said. 

“Let me get it from your poker money,” Alice said.

“No, that’s my money and I’m not using it to make up for your carelessness,” I said. “You’re going to have to come up with something to pay for the pizza and for keeping this guy waiting,” I said.

“What are you wearing?” I asked Alice.

“My summer robe,” she answered.

“Tell him what you’re wearing under your robe,” I told Alice.

Quietly, Alice said, “Nothing.”

So I asked the pizza guy, “My wife is nude under that robe. And she doesn’t have any money. So tell me what it will take to pay you…in full.”

The guy said, “This isn’t necessary. I can stop by tomorrow and pick up the money.”

“No, I want to teach her a lesson. And I’m sure you can think of something she can do for you to make up for her carelessness.”

When he didn’t respond, I asked, “How about a look at her body?”

“Really?” he said. “Will she do that?” 

“Yes,” I said. “Will that pay for the pizza?”

“Oh, yes,” he replied.

“Okay," Alice said, "I’ll give him a flash.”

But then, to make it interesting, I said, “Maybe he’d like to feel your tits.”

“No, that’s going too far. I’ll open my robe so he can see me. He can look...that will be enough.”

I could tell Alice was getting turned on. And I was too. The thought that I could make my beautiful wife show her body to a stranger--a young stud at that--was incredibly exciting for me. So I pushed ahead.

“I don’t think a quick flash is enough,” I said.

When the pizza guy didn’t answer, I said, “He’s been waiting long enough, Alice. He’s entitled to more than a quick flash. Take off your robe and drop it on the floor.”

“Please," Alice said,  "we only agreed that I’d flash him.”

“No, I said, "take it all the way off and let him see you, front and back. I want you to give him a good look...and you do too...right, Alice?”

Alice opened and dropped the robe. She made no effort to cover her tits but just stood there while he looked her up and down. 

“Take a good look,” I said. Then I told her to turn around. After a good long look, he walked up behind her, reached around and touched her. Alice stiffened and started to pull away. But then she leaned back against him. He ran his hands up her body and fondled her tits. He lingered with his fingers on her wonderful nipples. Then he pulled back and Alice turned around, making no effort to cover herself. 

“Thank you,” she said.

She reached out and ran her hand over the bulge in his pants. “Mmm," she said, "look what I’ve done to you. The next time you deliver pizza maybe I’ll take care of this for you.” So there my wife was…with a young man enjoying her tits and she feeling his hard cock. My cock was hard too.

Alice asked him to write his name and phone number on the pizza box. “I’ll call you the next time I want pizza.” Alice made no effort to cover herself, even when she opened the door to see him off. As they hugged he put his hand on her ass and gave it a squeeze.

The guy left and Alice, leaving her robe behind, rushed up the stairs. “Fuck me," she commanded. "Fuck me hard.”

It was the best fuck I’ve ever had, and obviously, it was great for her too.

After the fuck, I told Alice I was surprised when she felt his cock and was so willing to let him feel her tits and ass. “What if I’d really been out of town?” I asked. 

“We wouldn’t have done the whole thing,” she said. Then she added, “But if we had, I was so hot I might have fucked him. I had to have a cock in me.”