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I love to watch other guys check out my wife. She looks fantastic in a mini-skirt and a tank top. It's fun to go to the grocery store with her and watch the high-school guy behind the deli counter do a double take when she walks past. Especially since she's almost twice his age. But he doesn't know that. To him she looks like a college girl. And sometimes if she's really daring, maybe if we're going out to dinner, she'll wear this one little ribbed white cotton camisole with no bra. It's ever-so-slightly see-through. Just enough so that, if you really look, you can see the darker area of her pink areolas contrasting with the pale white skin of her chest. And the material is soft, thin, and stretchy so that it molds itself to her little breasts, clinging to the outline of her nipples. It's enough to make a grown man go insane, and if she wears it in public I can tell you that she sends plenty of men to the restroom. Including me.