[FM] Hubby comes for a visit with a naughty idea!

The latest adventure in my little black book is quite fun, but a little humiliating. I don’t mind the humiliation; one might say I embrace it. I just don’t ever really feel the tinges of it unless my weight is being made an issue, or my age, but in this case it was just a dumb act. A dumb act my husband made me do which made me embrace the humiliation and do my “duty”.

I was down in the great state of FL for my sisters’ kid being born. Everything went well and I was staying an extra few weeks to help her. This was her first kid so she was clueless and panicky and it was cute. Anyway, when I had left home to come, I had only been able to grab my pre-planned bag, which didn’t include much. I had a few pairs of leggings, a few pairs of shorts, and only trainers for footware. These clothes got cycled fast and I really didn’t want to go shopping. I just didn’t have time with taking care of the baby.

40[F] Why is birthday sex with hubby[M] still awesome? [Public] ish

I have never been particularly into the minor holidays, mothers-day, birthdays, but my husband has always made sure to make me feel special, which is a good testament to how awesome he is.

For my 40th I am and was understandably feeling a bit old. And as the corona-panic is hitting the nation, even our small town restaurants were shut down. As such I was thinking we would just stay at home, cuddle, watch a movie, and then end up fucking rather plainly.

Hubby however had other plans. He told me he was taking me out, and to wear something nice, but not to overdo it. I was a bit confused since.. where the hell was he going to take me to. I threw on a white sundress with blue flower print, and some creme colored wedges and figured that was nice but not too overdone. Underneath however, since I , again, was planning on fucking when we got home, threw on a new set of lingerie I got for myself slightly before Christmas. It was a yellow bra/panty/gartr combo, with slightly lighter almost tan color’d thigh highs.

[FM] Why I got my tits upgraded.

Many people in the area I live in always criticize my life choices. I live in a very reserved church going small town. The entire county has less than 10k people so people talk.

Before I met my husband I got my first set of fake tits. I was a 32A to start, so the first upgrade to 32C was for me. I felt more empowered, better about my image, I liked how I filled out bikinis and lingerie more. It was for men, but it was far more for me.

The second time I got them updated a few months ago was not for me. After my pregnancy and the upgrade I am sitting at a 34F now. It was, this time, for my husband who I love very much. When my husband and I have sex, he doesn’t make much noise. He encourages me to make noise, but I crave the primal grunts from him, the lack of control. One Sunday after our ritual afternoon sex and post coitus nap. I woke up to my husband climbing on top of me. The new tits had not been played with much. They were about 6 weeks from being done, and the soreness had gone away, so instead of waving him off, I let him put his cock between them.

[FM][Exhibitionism] Fucking my husband at work.

People seem to enjoy the stories of me with my husband, so here is another.

For some reason I feel I must preface this with the fact that our company is very dirty, like dirt wise. It is populated by all 35+ males besides myself. This is important because how my husband and I act would not fly at any real company, and if we had any female employees besides myself none of this would be possible. Our employees are no stranger to me acting slutty or my husband showing me off. I sometimes deliver lunch in a bikini. An employee walked in on me changing into my business attire once and I let him watch. I am near certain that every single one of them has seen me naked or getting fucked via my husband showing them pictures or cell phone videos. My husband’s wallpaper for his computer was me with a facial for a while. Bottom line, not a classy place, in the middle of nowhere, doing random machine shop stuff with 15.5 employees.

[FM][Exhibitionism]Ya’ll liked my last story so… Suntanning!!!

My last story got a lot of good response so I decided to post another.

We live in the middle of nowhere. This is beneficial for my exhibitionism, because I can be outside. Giving me the thrill, even if no one actually sees. We have a half mile long driveway if that tells you how remote in the middle of the country we are. At the end of the aforementioned half mile drive we have a turnaround in front of our house. and in the middle of this turnaround is an island of grass and a small fountain flagpole combination. Considering our company is on our property, this is a fitting entranceway. I decided to take the day off work, put on a tiny red bikini and red hooker platform heels and go suntan for all of the employees to take a peek out of the garage doors on their lunch hour. We have a pool where I could have gone in the back of the house… but no one can see that, not nearly as fun. I ended up topless like a good slut. The breeze from the fountain mist was nice as well.

[FM][Exhibitionism] Trophy Wife at a Pool Party!

I don’t know why I am posting this. I guess I just like to share who I am. It doesn’t feel appropriate for stupid sluts club because I am not really being wrecked, destroyed, hurt, or abused. I also don’t want to cheat on my husband.


We are a very cliché prominent family where we live, and as we build and sell custom BBQ’s, every summer we have multiple BBQ parties where we invite employees, friends, random townspeople to come eat and splash around at our expense. Generally during the summer we host these 4-5 times, fourth of July being the biggest. At one of the smaller parties, populated by mostly employees and friends with lots of alcohol and no kids, my husband was chilling in the pool talking with some of his friends. They were joking and ribbing each other and I am doing my whole, pearls heels chat with the wives shtick. One of the guys in my husbands’ group shouts to me and is like, “you be a freak like that?”. Me, having no idea what he was talking about, did my duty and backed up my husband. It doesn’t matter what he said, I just agree to it naturally. If there is any issue we discuss it later in private, but in public I just always agree. I just shouted back a blind “of course” not knowing what I was triggering.