Out fpr dinner

Another of my experiences.
It Is Such Fun... My husband and I went out to a new restaurant one Saturday night, we had not been there before but had heard that it was very good. I wore my favourite blue blouse with a camisole under and felt that I looked good.
We were seated in the middle of the place and after having enjoyed some lovely food and wine I excused myself to go to the ladies, my husband said "While you are there lose the camisole". My blouse is very see-thru but I had worn it without a bra several times before in public and had enjoyed the attention, so in the ladies I removed the camisole and put it in my bag.
On my way back to our table every man in the place stopped mid mouthful to look at me. this made me very excited and I could feel my nipples harden. I had not sat down for more than 30 seconds before the waiter was at our table asking if we would like a coffee, and a liqueur on the house, my husband refused the liqueur, he was driving, but I had a Black Sambucca. We sat and chatted as we drank our coffee and both enjoyed all the attention that I was getting.
My husband said "Do you want to go straight home after this or would you like to find a bar for a little drink", I replied that i would love to go to bar for a little drink and he said "Only if we walk and you stay dressed like that" - I was now feeling really confident getting a little wet so I said "OK".
We left the restaurant and walked down the road, my boobs were jiggling and my nipples were getting harder and harder, stimulated by the material of my blouse rubbing against them, and it seemed that every car that passed either flashed its lights or honked.
We found a bar about 3 blocks away, there was a big crowd there but we found a little spot with a table to stand at, and my husband went to get our drinks. Within seconds there was a group of about 15 very athletic looking guys standing at my table, all of them looking at my boobs and nipples, and they started talking to me. I didn't attempt to cover up and asked them if they were here for any reason, they said that they were in town for a football game, which they won, and that they were waiting for their bus to take them on the 4 hours trip home.
One asked if he could have his photo taken with me as a souvenir of a good footy win and nice evening, I said "OK, why not" so he put his arm around me, I thrust out my boobs and we had the photo taken with his phone. This really started something as now they all wanted their photo taken with me, I was standing with the last guy who had his arm around me with his fingers very close to my nipple when my husband returned with the drinks,. "What's going on?" he said, I explained that the guys were in town for a footy game, which they won, and they were waiting for the team bus, and that in the meantime they wanted a photo with me as a souvenir. "What a great idea" he said "Would you guys like me to take some photos of the whole team with her", they jumped at the opportunity and immediately I was surrounded by 15 hunks, my boobs clearly visible through my blouse, hands around my waist, some wandering, and my husband taking photos. He just kept clicking and clicking. From time to time I could feel fingers squeezing my nipples, my husband just smiled and continued taking the photos.
Then the team bus arrived and they were gone and my husband & I settled down to talk about the experience. I told him that I really like being the centre of attention. He said "Some of them were ******* you", I said "I know, it was nice - did you mind?" he said "Of course not". We then settled down to talk about what might have been if the bus had not come, would we have enjoyed more time with the team and gone on to other things?
I am not really a slut, I have fucked no more than 7 different men in my life and have blown no more than 60. But I am a bit of an exhibitionist and I do enjoy showing my body off and I love to tease me and have had more than 500 different fingers inside me! and I adore having my legs wrapped around a guy’s face as he eats me. Call me a cock tease, I don’t care – but no-one has objected to being allowed to just finger me, or eat me, I just draw the line at full penetration.
Just talking about the possibilities made us both very horny, and we finished our drinks and headed back to our car amid more flashing headlights and honking.
When we got home we had a great night of sex, reliving what had happened and fantasizing about what might have been. Would I have gone further? I might have let a few of them finger me but that would have been it. But fantasizing was fun.
Here are some photos of me wearing the blouse that I wore that night.