She realized any embarrassment she had quickly faded. Instead, to her shame as she remained naked in front of a stranger in her own hotel room, she once again felt her body respond from her decision. Swells of excitement coursed through her – her breasts tightening and her pussy quivering with titillation, inexplicably and shamefully betraying both her dignity and self-respect.
The man smiled at Susan before reaching into his tool kit to begin his work. After what seemed like minutes, the man finally turned to the patio door with a screwdriver and began to un-screw the latch.
Meanwhile, Edward’s hardened cock felt like it was going to explode at any moment. He could not believe that his wife was still completely naked and carrying on a conversation with the man! Was Susan truly a closet exhibitionist that just needed a little push to help her realize it? He was so turned on he felt the urge to burst out, grab his wife, and fuck her right there while the man did his work!
“It is ok now,” the maintenance man said in his French accent while again looking her up and down. It was both with relief and disappointment that the man finished and gathered his tools.
He smiled appreciatively as he followed behind Susan ushering him to the door. Not saying a word, she closed the door behind him, breathing hard with excitement. The whole scene lasted only about five minutes, but it seemed like an eternity.
Edward came out of the bath, his cock pointing straight out. “THAT…was so fucking hot! You are amazing!”
“Oh, my God,” Susan gasped as she collapsed on the bed, her tits rising and falling on her chest trying to catch her breath. “I can’t believe I just did that!”
She covered her eyes scarcely believing what she had just done. She had never, ever behaved so wantonly. Yet there was something appealing and rewarding in the control she had over the man and the situation. Showing herself off to a complete stranger in her hotel room was so suggestive, and so hot! How was that possible?
“How did you feel? Did you enjoy it? Was it a rush for you as well?” Edward asked kneeling on the bed next to her and rubbing his fingers through his wife’s hair.
“God,” she answered quickly, breathing out, “I can’t believe how nervous and excited I was at the same time!”
As Susan thought about it, a woman her age is not often ogled like that. She had to admit, it was nice to be admired, even gawked at. It was an incredible complement for any woman, and even more so for a woman her age. Plus, it was just harmless fun she rationalized.
“And what about you? How did it make YOU feel?” she asked coyly. “Did it turn you on for your wife to be naked in front of a total stranger?”
“Oh my God, yes! It was incredible!” Edward said enthusiastically. “But…did you enjoy it?” Edward asked more directly as he stood up.
As she closed her eyes, her mind drifted. Finally, an epiphany! She liked having the rapt attention of another man. She liked seeing the man’s reaction to her body. And, most importantly, she loved her husband’s reaction. She noticed her breathing had become more erratic…her breasts rose and fell faster and her chest.
Her husband had unleashed her inner exhibitionist.
Susan opened her eyes to see Edward’s cock rigid and twitching above her.
“Put that away! We need to get ready for dinner!”
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Her nude display in front of the hotel maintenance man, though initially nerve wracking, actually morphed into an unexpected turn-on for Susan. Her brazen exposure, first on the beach and now in her own hotel room, had stirred her body and mind into sexual overdrive.
Her hands shook from nervous excitement as she applied her make-up. And she realized she was still having trouble catching her breath. But she did not know if it was due to fear and anxiety, or anticipation and excitement of what may happen next.
Flashing and teasing strangers and the sudden attention had triggered something she had not realized existed within her. And she felt instantly sexier and more confident. Perhaps she finally had to come to grips that one of her fantasies centered on the feeling of being desired, of being wanted, maybe even lusted over by another man.
After applying a little more make-up then usual, Susan dug through her suitcase and found her outfit for the evening. She pulled the dress on over her head. It was far more risqué than anything she would wear anywhere else. But Susan and Edward had discussed the outfits she was willing to consider wearing in Cap d’Agde. She even modeled them for Edward in the days leading up to their holiday, using it as a sort of foreplay. But, she never thought she would actually wear it.
This particular black dress was very low cut in both the front and back. Being as low cut as it was in the front, and baring most of her back, wearing a bra was problematic. But she didn’t need it. Her breasts were still firm and perky, undeterred by gravity even at her age.
The dress was form-fitting and fit snugly, hugging and framing her hips and ass, emphasizing her curves. The hemline was worrying though, barely reaching a quarter way down her thighs.
With the dress clinging to her body like a second skin, she tugged at the hem until she noticed that her tits came scandalously close to popping out the top. It resulted in quite the quandary, but this was the dress her husband bought for her and, in her current state of arousal, she was determined to wear it.
Looking in the mirror, her black stiletto heels seemed to lengthen her legs even more than her 5′-8″ frame. But she had to admit, she looked great in heels like this, and the mini dress helped to show them off.
As Edward anxiously waited as Susan got dressed. Ever since his wife discovered her exhibitionist side, it has really led to some erotic conversations between them that they not only never had before, but also never imagined they would ever have. Just talking about her wearing something sexy outside or going to a nude beach always got his mind racing, and got him rock hard.
And as he recalled some of his research on the nightlife at Cap d’Agde, he remembered the interesting dichotomy and contrast between daytime and nighttime. Although total nudity was typical during the day, the people tended to dress up at night. And the women in particular often donned the most erotic and provocative attire otherwise reserved only for the bedroom. While he loved seeing his wife naked on the beach, he was equally excited to see his wife go out in public in the sexiest outfit she owned.
“You can do this!” Susan told herself, nervously looking at herself in the mirror while tugging at the hemline of the short dress. “You WANT to do this. Just have fun!” she reminded herself. After all, she saw what those other women were wearing. This was actually tame by comparison.
When she was done and stepped out of the bathroom, she thought her husband’s eyes were going to pop out of his head.
“What do you think, honey?” she spun around to get her husband’s opinion, still trying to camouflage her nerves about wearing this dress with a perilously short hemline and plunging neckline.