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These stories tell about the adventures which happen as a result of the 
desire to "show off" my wife Sam. I hope that you enjoy them and 
appreciate any postive feedback you'd care to send. As usual, if you're 
not an adult, or not interested don't read these stories.

The Dinner Show


We'd had quite a nice time attending the convention the past weekend, 
as usual it was a break from the long Midwestern winters, and since we 
were away from home I'd taken the opportunity to expose Sam a couple of 
times during the past few days. She'd been a good sport about the 
adventures and was quite willing to flash every time that I suggested we 
try out something. However, tonight was the final night for the 
convention, and as usual everyone attended a big dinner at the hotel. 
All the guests would be seated at big round tables that held twelve. The 
seating arrangements were always random, and it was very unlikely that 
we would be sitting with anyone we knew.

She just couldn't quite believe it, "you want me to wear this, without 
anything underneath it,?" she asked me as she held up a soft white 
blouse that was almost transparent. "Whoever's sitting at our table will 
stare at my breasts for the whole evening." When I explained to her that 
was exactly what I was hoping would happen she blushed a bit and said 
that she didn't think she could put up with people sitting that close 
and staring at her for such a prolonged time. I encouraged her to go and 
try it on, and then after modeling it for me we could make the decision. 
I think that she already knew that as soon as she put it on it was a 
done deal, but she finally said ok and started to get dressed.

After she had tucked it into her skirt she turned to me and walked back 
and forth in front of me as she tried to look in the mirror to see how 
sheer it really was. I think that if she'd have been watching me closely 
she'd have know just how transparent the blouse was as I was immediately 
turned on by seeing her in the blouse, and knowing that she would be 
wearing it out in public.

Her nipples were very visible through the fabric, as were the tan lines 
that crossed the tops of her breasts. After examining herself in the 
mirror she slowly turned to me and exclaimed that "it shows an awful lot 
of me." Actually it couldn't show a lot since she's a 32A, but in 
addition to showing her nipples and tan lines it also clearly showed the 
complete shape of her little titties. When she said that she didn't 
think she could "go like that all evening" I suggested that she should 
start out by wearing a little jacket over the blouse at the beginning of 
the evening and that  after we were seated at our table, and she was a 
bit more comfortable, she could then take it off. She seemed to think 
that this would be a better idea, and quickly went to the closet for a 
jacket. I appreciated her choice as it was a jacket that didn't button 
up or fasten in the front . It left a couple of inches open in front so 
it was easy to tell that she wasn't wearing anything beneath her sheer 
blouse.

She seemed to be quite comfortable dressed this way, and since nothing 
was showing yet she was ready to go down for dinner. I guess that it was 
a good thing that we'd settled on the jacket since there was quite a 
long wait to get into the banquet room, and we ended up chatting with 
many people that we knew before we eventually found our table. 
When we were seated she was relieved to see that we were in a  rather 
out of the way spot toward the side of the room. However, as the table 
started to fill up she became a bit tense when a couple of men that we 
had talked with the day before took the chairs across the table from us.
She knew that the people who sat in those chairs would have the clearest 
view of her, and she had been hoping that it would be somebody that she 
didn't know, and that didn't know her name.

Eventually our table was full, and much to her relief, and mine too 
since I was afraid she might chicken out, we didn't know anyone else at 
our table. While the dinner was served Sam quickly downed a couple 
glasses of wine to help calm her nerves. By the time the dessert course 
was being served the business program was beginning. After the usual 
greetings and self congratulations a video presentation was introduced. 
As soon as the lights were dimmed I figured that this would be a 
discreet time for Sam to take off her jacket. She must have also been 
thinking the same thing as I only had to reach over and tug the hem of 
her jacket lightly and she immediately began to take it off. Since she 
didn't want to attract too much attention she simply folded it onto her 
lap. 

The next few minutes were agony for me as I waited in eager 
anticipation for the video to end. It seemed like an eternity, but in 
just a few minutes the house lights went up and the affect was 
startling. I had thought the blouse looked sheer up in the room, but 
here under the bright lights of the banquet room it was even more 
transparent than it had been up in the room. If Sam had known just how 
clearly it was showing off her breasts I'm sure that she wouldn't have 
agreed to wear it to the dinner tonight. It was very evident to anyone 
that looked at her that her breasts were being displayed for them to 
look at.

It didn't take long before the two men that we had previously talked 
with, and who were sitting directly across the table from us, lost all 
interest in the speaker and began to concentrate on staring at Sam's 
breasts. Sam was trying to concentrate on watching the program, and 
avoiding any kind of eye contact with the others at the table. It wasn't 
long before all of the others at the table had also discovered Sam's 
tits.

For about 15-20 minutes the program droned on with one special guest 
after another being introduced. So far Sam had managed to keep from 
making eye contact with anyone that was sitting at our table, but she 
was beginning to have a had time trying not to notice their stares.
It became particularly evident as the man sitting next to her gave up 
all pretense of paying attention to the program while he stared intently 
at her chest. Since her blouse was so sheer he really didn't have to 
look very hard to get a complete view of her little breasts. The guy 
that was sitting next to me was at the table with his wife, and he was 
starting to get a bit embarrassed as his wife poked him when he would 
try to look at Sam. Finally, at his wife's urging, he leaned over and 
said something to me about Sam's blouse being "awfully sheer."  He said 
it loud enough that a few others at the table, including Sam, also heard 
him. When I remarked that I had asked her to wear it like this he got 
all flustered and his wife eventually dragged him away from the table.

This caused a bit of disruption at the table, and finally Sam was 
forced to look around the table instead of staring at the stage. She 
quickly saw that all of the men had their eyes locked on her chest and 
she blushed quite deeply. She took another big drink of wine and looked 
over to me for some kind of direction. I leaned over, and loud enough 
for most of the men at the table to hear, told her she looked really 
great. With that she simply leaned back into the chair and closed her 
eyes for a few minutes while everyone stared at her. Although they were 
busy looking at her I was busy watching everyone's reaction to her being 
on display. Most all were enjoying the show while they had the chance,  
and a couple of them even made eye contact with me and nodded or saluted 
with their drinks. One of the two men we'd me the day before was doing 
his best not to look but kept stealing glances anyhow.

I was just about ready to let Sam put her jacket back on when I 
realized that the guy sitting next to her seemed to be busy with his 
hands under the table. I leaned over and asked Sam if he'd reached out 
to touch her, but she nodded her head no. When I told her that it seemed 
like he was jacking off under the table she opened her eyes and looked 
first at me, and then over at him.  Although he was being very discreet 
it was also obvious to us what he was doing. I whispered a couple of 
words of encouragement and instruction in Sam's ear, and with a bit of a 
smile she picked up her jacket and put it back on. Needless to say the 
faces around the table looked a bit disappointed.

It seemed that the situation getting to close to the edge of getting  
out of control so I suggested that we leave. When we got up a couple of 
the other guys protested, and one wanted to follow us, but we quickly 
moved away. While we were waiting for the elevator Sam pulled open up 
her jacket to see how sheer her blouse looked in the bright light. When 
we got into the elevator she asked me if I was satisfied with her 
performance that evening, and also said that she was glad she hadn't 
known how visible her breasts really were through the blouse or she 
wouldn't have gone through with it.  I told her that she had made me 
happy, and reminded her about how much I like to show her off and how 
much I enjoyed watching her show her breasts to a table full of people. 

She said it was almost as revealing as if she'd have been sitting there 
totally exposed, and commented about sitting in a public place for so 
long with her breasts exposed. I suggested that maybe we should try it 
that way the next time, and she remarked that she wouldn't put it past 
me to try that the next time!


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