Part I -- Sherrie.txt

I want to tell you a true story about the only time my wife
or I have done anything sexually exciting with another
person.  Last summer, my wife, Sherrie, and I went fishing
for 3 days on Padre Island, just South of  Corpus
Christi, Texas.  One of the main reasons I bought a boat
five years ago was in the hope that I could watch Sherrie go
topless or nude while we sunned and swam at local lakes
near San Antonio and the coast.

In the beginning, I always had to encourage her by undoing
her top or making suggestions or by coaxing her with a
combination of verbal and physical strategies.  My reward
was to see her topless while we were in secluded areas. 
She seemed to get into it a little, but was never a
self-starter for exhibitionist activity.  Of course, watching
my wife take off her clothes has always given me a solid
steel boner.  

I always fantasized about going further and doing more.  As
we got into our mid-30's, Sherrie started to really enjoy
occassional exhibition.  She stunned me one day by going
topless on a small "fishing only" lake where she was seen
from a distance by many people.  They could see she was
topless, but they weren't close enough to get a good look.
She didn't say much about it while we were out there, but
she gave me a wild ride when we got home, and I knew that
it had excited her.  She had made the transition to a
self-starter exhibitionist.  I liked that very much and no
longer had to coax her at all.

Two weeks later, I took her to a topless bar in San Antonio
named Wild Zebra.  Its not a classy place, but it tends to
have decent dancers with a good attitude.  Sherrie wanted
to see a topless joint close up--to really see what goes on
with lap dances, stage dances and with the dancer/customer
interactions.  We drank beer and watched some lap
dances that were in process less than 5' from us.  Sherrie
was watching intently.  I got a lap dance where the dancer
pulled her G-string mostly off--giving both of us a perfect
view of her pussy--which was totally shaven and smooth. 
This made a real impression on Sherrie and she couldn't
stop talking about it.

It was Thursday night and they had a section for women
with male dancers.  It was totally blocked off from the main
area and you couldn't see or hear what was in there except
when the door opened or shut.  Sherrie wasn't interested in
going in there....she wanted to stay with me.  Finally, I
convinced her to check it out and I handed her around $80. 
About 10 minutes later she came out and asked in an almost
out of breath quickness, "Can I have some more money?". 
I gave her a strange look and handed her around $100.  She
took it without a word and headed back to the door.  She
came out about an hour later and we left.  She was in a
kind of shock...really.  She told me that she started giving
them $10's and they would dance real close while she sat in
a chair.  Most of women were with a group, but she was by
herself.  She said she had forgotten what it was like to see
and feel such a young hard body.  She blurted out that she
had wrapped her arms around their legs, felt their asses, and
lightly traced her tongue over their dicks through their
G-Strings.  She was surprised at herself.  I told her that I
used to get that hot also at strip joints, but that over time I
realized that it wasn't all that glamorous and I was more
non-chalant about it.  

She said that one of the dancers was a guy that had been a
day care instructor at my son's daycare about two years ago. 
He recognized her, talked to her and she got so hot  that,
one on song, she pulled down her top to rub her breasts on
his back as he gyrated between her legs while she sat in a
chair and fondled his dick with both hands.  This guy gave
her a whole stack of free passes and danced for her
exclusively for 30 minutes.  She looked at me with that "I
can't believe I did that look".  She was excited but confused
by how hot she was.  I was glad she got off to it so much
and we talked about constantly for a few weeks.

Sherrie was hot beyond belief during those weeks.  She
shaved her pussy and started sunbathing in our backyard
totally nude.  I enjoyed it and watched her while I exercised
on my Nordic Trac.  I loved the show but I was a little
shaken up about her sudden change in attitude.  I mean,
she was pretty much in plain site of our neighbors, and
although I don't know if they saw her,  (we have a large lot
with some trees) Sherrie obviously had a total disregard for
the possibility.  This is the kind of attitude that I had always
wanted her to have, but now that she was doing
it without any prompting from me, I started to realize that it
gave me something to"deal" with.  Was she just having fun,
or had she reached a new level in sexiness?   I think it
wasn't the fun so much...it was the "out of control" feeling
that was so intoxicating to her.  She thought and talked
about it constantly.......

As I said at the beginning of this story, we went to the coast
for a long weekend.  We drove thru Corpus Christi and over
to Padre Island where we stayed in a  decent condo called
GulfStream.  In that area, all the boats in the bay have to
navigate through a channel called the intracoastal canal.  Its
about 50 yards wide and gets a lot of boat traffic.  Fishermen
who wade fish line up on the edges of the canal where the
bay water is usually less than three feet deep.  We put the
boat in the water and made our way to more open water
and began to drift fish.  It was just after dawn when we
started.

 As soon as we started our second drift, Sherrie took off her
top and laid out on the front of the boat in plain view of
anyone close enough to see her.   30 seconds later she took
off the bottoms and was totally nude, totally shaven and
looking very hot with a layer of shiny oil. I still wasn't
used to the shaven pussy and it made me stiff right away. 
As we began to drift within 30 yards of another boat, I
realized that Sherrie had no intention of covering up.  She
was going to make my fantasy of seeing her in exhibition
mode come true.  I was loving this as the first fisherman
who saw her got so excited that he almost knocked his
buddy out of the boat.  They all turned  in unison and
scoped her out till we drifted too far away.   This happened
several times at I didn't want to say or do anything
to break the spell.  I was in heaven.

With Sherrie still nude on the front deck, I cruised back
through the intercoastal canal where about a mile of boats
were anchored in the channel and shoulder to shoulder
wade fisherman were working over an obviously hot spot. 
As I steered the boat that direction, I hoped Sherrie
wouldn't cover up or move positions to a boat seat like she
normally did when we were moving.  I went real slow to
encourage her to stay put.  She showed no signs of covering
up.

 Sherrie had her eyes closed with sun glasses on  and
nothing else.  We went by over a hundred fishermen at 5
mph within 20 yards.  The excitement caused the line of
fishermen to go into a "wave" of sorts as they all saw her
and strained their eye balls.   Sherrie never said a
word nor acknowledged their looks.  She laid motionless as
if asleep.  

Believe me, I have fished there many days and have rarely
even seen a woman--much less a totally nude blonde
cruising slowly by a close range.  This was a big event.   I
was getting the thrill of a lifetime over this mostly
harmless showing. 

We got to the end of the line of boats, went about 200 yards
farther and anchored.  We weren't alone for long because
several "waders" that we had passed by were now
"heading" our way.   I put the top up and sat in
the shade holding my fishing pole..  Sherrie continued to
lay in the sun.  One wader finally got close enough that he
said hello to Sherrie and asked her "how it was going?" 
She leaned up on one elbow and waved to him
without saying anything.  He came closer....looking at me
now instead of her.  I said nothing and pretended to be
oblivious to the whole thing. He looked back at her.

He walked right up to the boat and the deck was at the level
of his chest so he leaned his arms on the boat while he
stood in about 3 feet of water and started up a conversation
with Sherrie. I watched with a slight tremble but full
attention as she leaned up on one arm and talked to the guy. 
She didn't shy away a bit and in fact sort of encouraged the
guy by being so casual about the situation.   In about a
minute he was sitting next to her and rubbing oil on her
back.  At this point, my mind was racing, my whole body
was starting shake a bit, and I had a hard on that was not
going to go away anytime soon.  I'm not kidding when I say
this was a true story.  It is true in every detail and this
was taking our sexuality to new level.  The funny thing was
that we were both totally sober...it was about noon in broad
daylight.  I was watching a young guy, maybe 25 or so, rub
lotion on my wife's nude back as she lay on her stomach on
a towel in the front of the boat.  I thought that this was
beyond any expectation I had and that I was going to fuck
her hard when we got back to the condo.  I certainly didn't
expect to witness what happended.  Without saying a word, 
Sherrie rolled over and moved to the bottom deck of the
boat where walls about 3' high blocked outside view. 
Sherrie didn't look at me as she pulled down his shorts, put
him on his back and straddled him without so much as a
word, a kiss, or anything else.  

His back was to me and I could see her face but
not his.  She didn't make a sound but she was literally in a
trance as she fucked him furiously.  He didn't make it more
than 30 seconds till he came.  Sherrie continued a humping
motion even after she got off him. She wouldn't look at me
and she started to cry.
  
The guy put his shorts on, said something to her and waded
off back to his buddies who were trying to watch from
about 100 yards away but could only see Sherrie from
about the tits up as she briefly fucked him.  She motioned
for me to come hold her and when I got near, she took my
shorts off and literally begged me to sit down.  She
mounted me as I sat on the baitwell padded lid--which was
above the boat wall level and in plain sight. Man I was hot,
but I was very, very uncomfortable with this whole thing.
Sherrie had never been so wet, so hot....she fucked me hard
for about 30 seconds before she came with a series of 4 or 5
explosions that lasted for about 10 seconds each. She
normally is loud when she comes, but this time she hardly
made a sound although her mouth was open like she was
screaming but no sound was coming out.   She put her head
on my shoulder and cried like a baby.  She asked "if we
could please go?", and I realized that those were the first
words spoken between us since daylight.  It was weird and
my muscles were shaking.  I could not stop shaking to
save my life.  We got our clothes on and headed back to the
dock.

Sherrie walked to the truck wearing her blue  bikini and all
the men around the dock were watching her and talking
excitedly.  Everyone had seen her--I mean you could feel
the electricity in air.  I just wanted to get out of
there--hell, I didn't even climax--and that only happened
about 1 time out of 1000 for me. Not cumming is not an
option for me normally.

When we got on the road, we had to go about 15 miles with
just National Seashore on each side.  No development, no
houses.   I pulled over to get a coke out of the back.  When
I got back in.  Sherrie wasn't wearing her bottoms.  She
started kissing me and I realized that we were going to fuck
right there on the side of the road.  I remember looking at
myself in the rear view mirror and thinking that this was
like a movie--it was that unbelievable to me.  I had just
seen my wife flash every guy in the bay; seen her
fuck----repeat...fuck...a guy right in front me; fuck me in
the wide open, and now she fucked me hard and fast on the
side of the road.

In only 8 or 10 thrusts, she came wildly and screamed
loudly.  Her first orgasm lasted 15 or 20 seconds and then
after about 10 more thrusts, she would start cumming again
for another 15 seconds.  This happened 4 or 5
times and now I had to control myself to keep from
laughing.   It was so incredulous that it was almost funny. 
She came more in that 5 minutes than she does in a month
normally....intensely...no beyond intense...these
climaxes were off the scale.  I held out for a respectable
time and my climax was decent but not incredible.  I really
was in a kind of shock.

We didn't even talk about it  much after that.  Sherrie
continued to shave her pussy, but she has never been hot
like she was that day.   Sometimes I try to bring it up...and
she listens to me talk about it...but she never adds
any conversation.  All she said was that she didn't even
know what she was doing when she fucked that guy....she
was so hot that she sort of "lost the ability to think".   It was
like somebody else was doing the those things. 
She doesn't apologize about it mind you---she just
seems a bit puzzled over the whole thing.   She liked it and
is afraid to talk about it directly with me.  It makes my dick
like a rock when I re-live that day and I know she is fearful
that I am going to freak out over her sexual tendencies. 
Last night I told her that I wanted to have a threesome for
her birthday, (which is soon) and she got very hot and we
had incredible sex...Sherrie must have cum 10 times.  She
told me tonight at dinner that she got so wet during the day
today that she had a wet spot on the back of her skirt and
had to dry it in the bathroom on a hand air blower.  She has
"someone" in mind and wants to meet for lunch tomorrow.  

I'm up writing this, on April 3rd, and tomorrow
afternoon...I may be at a hotel fucking my wife with
another man.  Its like a movie.