Chapter 3

At the end of Jean's Modesty II I asked Jean to explain how she was always getting discounts on goods and services from people who did work in our house. As she promised, that night after dinner we sat down to discuss it.

Jean started by saying "I first have to tell you a few things about me that I never told you before. When I was in high school I discovered by accident that I could get boys attention by letting them see my panties. The first time was an accident. I noticed that a boy I was interested in was staring at me and I didn't know why until I looked down and saw that my skirt had ridden up and exposed my panties. The boy came over to talk to me later. I can't be sure that his seeing my panties had anything to do with his coming over to talk with me by I noted the coincidence in timing of the two events. After that I experimented a little. I would casually let my legs spread just enough that someone sitting across from me would get a good view then I would watch their reactions. I found two things to be true. First was that after a boy got a peak up my skirt I could easily ask him for a favor and get it, and second was that I enjoyed flashing my panties and the reactions I got from doing

When I was a senior in high school my mother caught me flashing a guy. That night she had a long talk with me. I though she was going to be angry and call me names but she laughed and patted me on the head. Then she said teasing guys in high school to get what you want is okay but next year you'll be in college and that kind of behavior is dangerous. From now on you can be either modest or an exhibitionist. I recommend modest. In the long run it will get you more.'

I decided to follow mom's advice and I guess it work pretty well because I won you that way. Just before we got married my mother had another talk with me. She said 'Remember what I told you about being modest? Well it is even more important in a marriage. If you don't keep anything private from your husband your sex life can get stale fast. Your father and I have been married for 20 years and other than when we are making love I have never let he see me naked. Not in the shower, on the toilet or anywhere else in the house. That's not to say that you father hasn't found ways to catch peaks of me when I am naked, but that's okay because it shows he is still interested. And I don't mind him peaking, as a matter of fact it turns me on a little but because he doesn't know that I know what his is up to he still thinks I am a totally modest person. I believe the fact that your father is just as sexually passionate today as he was when we first got married is due to my pretended modesty. I am not saying you have to do this it is just a suggestion from someone with experience.'

I have always trusted my mother's advice so I decided to practice her brand of modesty in our marriage. I believe that this has worked quit well up till now. Mom was right about the way you would behave. Always trying to catch me naked by walking into the bathroom unannounced and other such games. Then I became puzzled about a year ago when you seemed to stop trying to catch me in the nude. That is until one day when Barbara Jackson and Mary Brennan came over to the house to collect things for a church rummage sale. I had invited them into the kitchen for a cup of coffee and then I went in to the basement to get some items I had set aside for the rummage sale. As I walked through the basement I could clearly hear the conversation that Barbara and Mary were having. Then I noticed that you had left your ladder in the middle of the floor. As I walked by the ladder the voices in the kitchen got even cleared. When I looked up I could see part of the kitchen through the old register. Out of curiosity I climbed the latter for a better look and there in front of me was the kitchen table. When I looked under the table I found myself looking directly up Barbara's skirt at her frilly panties. I nearly laughed out loud. I still hadn't caught on, not until I looked around and noticed that from where I was standing on the ladder I could see into every room downstairs. Then I knew why you hadn't closed up the old registers.

I decided to test my theory to see if I was right. That night after dinner I told you I was going to take a bath and shave my legs. I went into the bedroom and spent some time sorting some clothes for the dry cleaners then went into the bathroom. I turned on the water then began getting undressed very slowly. When I was finally wearing only my panties I spent a lot of time brushing my hair and removing nail polish. Finally I removed my panties and bent over the tub so that my butt was facing the register in the floor. I stayed like that for about a minute then I got into the tub. After I finished washing and shaving my legs I got out of the tub and dried myself slowly. When I was done I walked into the bedroom and put on my nightgown. Within five minutes you were in bed with me and ready to make love. You already had an erection when you came in the room so I knew for sure that you had been watching me for the basement. You'll never know how many times I intentionally let you spy on me so that I could get you horny. The benefit to me was it excited me to do it and then you made love to me. I loved the arrangement. I got to be an exhibitionist without anyone knowing about it but me.

Everything changed when you hired Ray to change the door locks. Ray meant nothing to me and when I first saw him I had no interest in him. Everything was fine until I was sitting having a cup of coffee with Ray after he had completed the job. As I reached for my purse to get my wallet I caught him looking down my blouse at my breasts. It startled me and I reacted my asking him what he was doing. I told him I knew he was looking at my breasts and as I said it I felt the tingle of excitement I used to get in high school when I flashed my panties at some unsuspecting boy. Ray didn't deny that he had been peaking at my breasts; instead he complemented me on how beautiful they were. I told him that flattery would get him nowhere but that wasn't true. His flattery had excited me. When he offered me $20.00 to forget what had happened I accepted thinking for a little more I would gladly take my blouse off. It was as if he read my mind because he offered me another $30.00 to remove my blouse and I almost did it, but I decided to hold out for more money. I ended up getting $75.00 to remove my blouse and bra. I was so horny by that time I knew I wasn't going to be able to stop anything from happening. Ray kept getting what he wanted and I kept getting more money. I took him into the living room and removed my skirt. Then Ray asked if I wanted to see his cock. I hadn't seen another man's cock since I meet you. I had to see it, touch it, and yes suck on it. After that it was just pure sex. He gave me the biggest load of spunk I had ever had in my pussy and I had at least two orgasms. When it was over I felt a little guilty about it so before Ray left I wanted to tell him that this would never happen between us again and that I never wanted you to know about it. Ray agreed. The next thing I know I've got Ray's cock inside me again.

When Ray finally left the house was a mess. There was cum on the living rum floor and on the kitchen table and the whole house seemed to smell of sex, but we got our door locks installed for free. I didn't expect you back from golf for a couple more hours so I went into the bedroom to lie down for a few minutes. Before I knew it you were sitting on the bed next to me telling me you were horny and wanted to make love to me. I was petrified that you were going to realize that I had just had sex and throw me out of the house. When you put your cock inside me I thought that I might just have gotten away with it, but then you pulled out and decided to give my pussy some oral love. I just knew that you would smell and taste Ray's cum and the game would be over. But you just kept on making love to me. You even gave me an orgasm. When you were done you took a nap.

While you were asleep I showered and cleaned up all the evidence around the house. The last thing I did was take the cum soaked clothes I had been wearing to the laundry room. When I did I noticed that the basement light was on so I went down to turn it off. That's when I noticed something strange about you ladder. I saw a pile of tissues on top of the ladder. When I picked them up to look at them they felt wet and sticky. When I smelled them I knew that the tissues had cum on them. That is when I realized that you had watched me while I was having sex with Ray. Any you had obviously enjoyed it. At first I was confused about how I should feel about what happened. I didn't know whether I felt guilty for having sex with Ray or angry with you for setting my up and watching it happen. After thinking it over for a while I decided that I would just let it go. I enjoy myself while it was happening and you must have enjoyed watching it so I decided that if you didn't mention it I wouldn't mention it either.

One day several weeks later I decided to try an experiment on you. We were out to lunch at a sidewalk cafe when I noticed that two guys at a table in front of us were look at my legs. I suddenly wondered what you would do if you saw me flashing my panties at these men. So I picked up a newspaper and pretended to read while I let my legs separate far enough to give the two guys at the other table a good view up my skirt. After only about five minutes I saw that you noticed the guys looking at me. Shortly after that you went to the men's room. While you were gone I didn't give our friends a peak and as soon as I saw you coming through the cafe I held the newspaper up and spread my legs again. When we left the cafe I knew that my experiment had been a success. I could see that you were trying to hide your hard on as we walked back to the car and when we got home you couldn't wait to get me in bed and start fucking me. After that any time we went out for lunch or dinner or even drinks I would let you see me flashing someone. This guaranteed two things. One was that I would get a good fucking when we got home and the other was that it was easy to get you to take me out to lunch or dinner.