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Stranger in the Night
Did you ever consider what to can do when everyone has already seen you and your wife naked.
Last weekend my wife and I were staying overnight at a local nudist camp. The camp had scheduled a live band Saturday night.
I went to the dance ahead of my wife to see what everyone was wearing. The few attendees were all dressed.
When I told her abut the lack of nudity, she got cold feet and decided to wear a dress and sweater but keep her chest exposed. She needed the clothes anyways to get there because it was chilly that night.
When we arrived at the dance, nothing had changed. Just a few people, all bemoaning the lack of others. Several of them, in fact, were threatening to leave.
At least the band seemed committed to staying. I became worried that soon we could become the only ones there.
To liven up the night I took my clothes off. That, along with my wife's bare breasts, seemed to pick up everyone's spirits. One guy took off his clothes and another woman stripped down to a bra and thong.
Soon, my wife, ever a trooper, took off her skirt and sweater to become naked. One single naked guy grew emboldened by her move and asked her to dance.
Seeing her prancing around in front of the band and everyone else was quite a turn on for me. My wife took advantage of having the spotlight by shaking her breasts and swivelling her hips to the music.
When she came back to the table she planted a big kiss on my lips to reassure me. Not that I needed it. All through the night the single guy kept dancing with her, asking my permission each time. I soon got tired of granting it and give him an open invitation to dance with her.
Anyways, to make a long story short, he grew more and more friendly with my wife, By the end, he was talking to her alone. From time to time, I would dance with her and I could see him following our every move on the dance floor. He was obviously turned on by her nude body. I must say his stares turned me on too.
Of course, everyone else, especially the band members,were following my wife's every move as well. She was the belle of the ball strutting her stuff for everyone to see. I had a few admirers too because, as anyone could see, I was permanently semi-hard.
The last dance was slow and, my wife, who had saved all the previous slow ones for me, decided to give her admirer one he would remember.
The two of them spent the entire number in a tight embrace. By the end you could see that he was very hard. She later told me he had wedged it between her legs.
As you might imagine, he wanted more, but my wife and I didn't want to go that far.
I lingered behind as we returned to our first floor accommodations. I told him the best we could do was put on a show for him, but he had to promise to leave us alone at the end of it.
He readily agreed and I told him which window to go to in 10 minutes. I then hurried ahead to catch up with my wife.
She initially didn't like the idea. Many times we had performed before an open curtain, but this was different. We now had a audience of one who knew us and vice versa. It was a lot more intimate than the usual.
But it didn't take her very long to change her mind. I guess that's one of the many reasons I really love her. She's so adventurous.
We went back to the room and made sure all was prepared. There was sufficient light. The curtains were opened. The door was locked. She stripped and lay down on the bed, kitty corner so her crotch faced the window.
I lay down next to her on the other side from the window and began kissing her and rubbing her all over. My hand circled down to her pussy just as we heard the first rustlings outside our window. My wife spread her legs a little further. I stroked her beautiful clitoris.
I stole a look at the window and there he was, our terpsichorean friend, his face plastered up to the window.
We put on our finest performance that night. My wife was to tell me later that she had the "greatest orgasm ever." I could believe it because she made quite a racket at the critical point.
When we were through, we turned out the light and went to sleep. A few seconds later, we heard receding footsteps and a faint "Thank you" in the still of the night.