When you’re not in Use, you’re on Display [MF]

This is a saying often said to me, by my husband. And I fucking love it.

My husband and I are happily married, in a Hotwife lifestyle. First of all, he is the love of my life. But he is also my Dom, my leader, my inspiration. I would do anything to make him happy, and he the same to me.

Often times, when I’m not fucking him or another man that he chooses, I’m on display. That means that I’m dolled up for the world to see and admire. I won’t place myself on a pedestal – that’s just not my type of personality. But I’ll be that eye candy, that trophy wife, that bimbo that most men enjoy.

I’m a yoga instructor. So while I’m working, I’m running around in tight form fitting yoga pants. Add a sexy low cut top, and that type of outfit proudly displays my body and status. I could be walking down the street, killing time at a coffee shop, or just hanging out, I’m on display in this cute, yet unassuming outfit. Heck, I could even wear a pair of heels (yes with yoga pants), to further accentuate this display. When I’m not in use, I’m on display.

When I’m not wearing my yoga girl, I’ll wear a normal typical outfit. I’m a girly girl. So I love wearing dresses, skirts, cute tops. My favorite article of clothing are stockings, suspenders, and high heels. So I’ll be on display, wearing a tight top, no bra, short skirt, stockings and high heels. Find me running errands, hanging with friends, or just out and about. When I’m not in use, I’m on display.

On special occasions, that’s what my bimbo side comes out. I would wear that dress that’s a bit too revealing. Too inappropriate for the venue. A club dress when we’re out to dinner. A sheer chemise when we’re getting drinks. Sky high stilettos when we’re at a lounge. The dress could barely covered my ass, and the slightest bend could reveal my pussy. My panties could be on, or could be off. I’ve received the looks, the Hawks, the smiles, the attention. When I’m not in use, I’m on display.

Even as I write this post now, I’m in my yoga gear at a coffee shop. These men are pretending to be busy, but are casually checking me out.

I’m standing next to the giant coffee shop window. I’m facing the street, typing away. I’m in tight yoga pants and my jacket is off. My ass is clearly on display, as I’m slightly bending at the wait to type. Everybody in the shop has a great view of my ass. Even the busy NYC street walkers can view my yoga figure and are admiring.

Like a mannequin in a store front, I’m a Stupid Slut that’s on display.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9uk4sj/when_youre_not_in_use_youre_on_display_mf