Pat meets Peter part 1

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Since our visit to Sam’s, Pat has become more relaxed when it comes to not wearing a bra. At home, she almost never wears one, taking it off as soon as she walks through the door. Even in public, she is more relaxed without one.As for me, I’m enjoying the attention she is receiving from men’s eyes. Knowing that they are admiring my wife’s breasts, and more often than not her erect nipples.It excites me, as much as it does Pat.Dave, her lover, hasn’t seen her since we got back from Sam’s. Pat knows though he will approve because he is always commenting how good they look.A couple of days ago we decided to go to the beach and have a fish. Conditions weren’t favourable, but it was a pleasant evening. While I loaded the car, Pat went in and got changed. When she came out, she looked stunning. Pat was wearing shorts and a bikini top I hadn’t seen before. I gave her the once over and then focused on her tits.”Is that new?” I asked.”Bought it yesterday, do you like it?.””Looks fine, but don’t you think you are showing a little too much?” I inquired.There wasn’t much material to cover her. It was white and thin enough to show her areolas, and of course the points of her nipples.”I bought it to wear at home, but the beach will be quiet now. Do you mind?””Not at all,” I said, “you look just right  to me.”When we arrived, I unloaded the car and carried everything the short distance to the beach. I began setting up the rods, and Pat put the towels, chairs, and umbrella out. Although it was evening, the sun was out, and it was still warm. Once the baits were out, I walked back to Pat and sat by her side.We chatted and had a couple of beers. It was peaceful, and no-one güvenilir bahis else was around.”That is a lovely top you bought,” I said, trying to steer the conversation my way.”You think it’s too revealing, don’t you, and you haven’t seen the bottoms yet.”I looked around to make sure no-one was around and said, “On the contrary, I thought you might like to take it off.””What, here on the beach, I couldn’t do that,” Pat paused and then with a cheeky smile on her face she continued, “could I?””All you have to do is slip it off.””Do you think I dare, what if someone comes?” she said, looking around.”Go on; I dare you, I’m going to check the rods I’ll keep a lookout,” I encouraged her.”Alright, I will, you asked for it, but you keep looking out,” Pat said with a devilish smile on her face.Another quick look around and she unfastened the top and put it in her beach bag. She hunched over and lifted her knees in an attempt to hide her breasts.I put my arm around her and told her I would stay a short time before checking the rods.It didn’t take long for her confidence to rise, “Go check your bait, I’m alright.””Sure?” I asked.”I’m sure, go on, I’m ok,” Pat said, uncurling herself. She put her arms behind her back and leaned back onto them, her chest fully exposed.This action was a momentous occasion; I had exposed Pat’s breasts once before, but this was unprecedented. To see her like this was a big turn on for me. I walked towards the ocean and when I turned Pat was standing shaking the sand off the towel. She waved at me as though she bared herself like this every day. I watched her until she lay down.While I rebaited the hooks, I kept looking back güvenilir bahis siteleri to check on Pat. From where I stood anyway, she seemed to be perfectly happy. I looked around to make sure no-one was around and took a short stroll down the beach. I didn’t go too far because I didn’t want to leave Pat alone.When I got back to my rods, I sat down and watched the shallow waves break onto the sand.Suddenly a voice startled me, “Hi, had any luck?”  I turned, and a stranger was walking towards me.I had a quick look at Pat but didn’t want to draw attention to her, because she wasn’t far away.”No, not yet,” I said, hoping he hadn’t seen her.”That the wife?” he said, looking over at Pat.”Yep,” I said, wondering what to do about our predicament.”Can’t say that you haven’t had any luck then,” the stranger commented. “Peter’s my name, pleased to meet you, ” as he held his hand out to shake mine.”Gary, likewise I’m sure,”We started chatting about fishing and things, and he kept turning and looking at Pat.Peter would probably in his early fourties and quite handsome.  I guessed he takes care of himself because his body is toned. He also seems as if he takes care of his appearance. Although he was carrying his shirt, and his jeans were rolled up and was barefooted.My mind turned over, and a devious plan came into my head. I looked over at Pat who hadn’t moved for a while. I suspected she was asleep.”Would you like a beer?” I asked.”Sure,” Peter replied.”Come on then; I’ll introduce you to my wife,””But won’t she mind, not wearing a top or anything,” Peter said with some trepidation.”Nah, she’ll be ok, but just in case she’s asleep, try not to make iddaa siteleri too much noise.”We walked over, and I sat in the chair, Peter sat on the sand next to Pat. I couldn’t see exactly, but I’m sure he was so close his leg was touching Pat’s. I smiled, Peter wasn’t holding back. He did not attempt to hide the fact he was more interested in Pat’s naked tits than looking at me. But who can blame him?I leaned over and opened the chilly bin, taking out a couple of beers I offered Peter one. His eyes never left Pat when taking the beer in his hand. When he opened the can the hiss nearly woke Pat, she turned her head but didn’t open her eyes. I didn’t have that amount of luck when I pulled the tab on mine. Pat turned to me, and her eyes opened.”Hi, what are you doing?” she said.”Hi,” I replied, “this is Peter.”Pat’s head turned sharply, “What the fucks going on, who the fuck is this?”She curled up again and covered her breasts with her hands.”Peter,” I said.I wasn’t sure if she was mad or just startled or both.”And how long have you been sitting there looking at me?””Just a short time, I’m sorry if I startled you, maybe I should go,” Peter offered.”No, it’s ok Peter,” I said, “Look, Pat, we have been sitting here quite a while, you don’t have to be coy he’s seen your tits, in fact, he has said how good they look. Come on, take your hands away and have a beer.””Well, I’m not happy, but ok,” Pat said making her point, as she straightened her legs and put her hand out for a can.She turned to Peter, “Hi, I’m Pat nice to meet you.””Hello Pat, good to meet you too, and I do admire your tits, very well shaped and wonderful nipples.”Pat’s head dropped slightly, and she grinned a little, “Why, thank you, good of you to say so,” she said sheepishly.”Glad that’s out of the way,” I said, “Pat thinks they’re too small; I’m trying to coax her out of feeling that way.””Gary’s right, you should be proud of them.

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