She watched herself in the mirror as she reached behind her back, trying to tie a knot. Her big boobs thrust outward toward the mirror as she did. It took a minute for her to realize that it was easier to put it on “backward”, tie the knot, then spin it into place. She pulled the other two strings behind her neck and tied them off. The triangles slid back and forth on the strings, allowing her to adjust the fit. Her breasts pushed out of all three sides.
The panties were no better.
“Um, I’m going to need my small bag” she yelled through the door.
“The small suitcase?” Mickey answered?
“No. My makeup kit in the big case.”
A minute later the door cracked open again, and Mickey’s forearm appeared holding her small case once again. “This one?”
“That’s it. I need to do something before I can put this on,” she explained.
“You like it?”
“Mmm… Probably not as much as you, but yeah,” she laughed. “I like it.”
“I’ll be in the tub.”
It took a few minutes before she was trimmed enough to wear the tiny bottoms of the bathing suit. She had actually shaved a good bit of her mound before they left. But the thin strip of fabric covered almost nothing and required some extra attention.
“Oh, Kate!” Micky growled when she stepped into the bright sunlight. “You look more amazing than I expected. And I was expecting a lot.”
Kate could feel the tiny bits of her swimsuit rubbing her; her tits bouncing, and her freshly trimmed pussy was especially sensitive both to the fabric and the warm air. She was surprised at how aroused she was becoming, just by walking to the hot tub. She glanced beyond the open gate, down the slope to the beach where she could see other hotel guests. Mickey’s head turned instinctively to see if someone was close enough to see his wife. They were both disappointed to realize that no one was.
The water felt good on her skin, and the bubbles teased her as she made her way toward Mickey. She stood in front of him for a moment, allowing him to soak in the view.
“You like it?” she purred.
He nodded and reached for her.
“Not yet!” she smiled as she quickly stepped back, out of his reach. “You’d better get a good look. I can’t wear this at home. So let’s make it last.”
She looked down at her chest and toyed with the fabric on her left breast, moving it slightly to her left.
“Is that better?” Then after tugging it back toward her cleavage, she asked, “Or like that?”
Mickey grinned, seemingly unable to speak. He watched her tease him, “adjusting” the tiny triangles one way, then the other. She even slid them up, letting him see more of the bottom of her impressive tits.
“I think you should wear it to the beach.” he finally said.
“Oh, I could never!
“Why not?” he reasoned. “You showed more than that last year.
Kate felt herself blush, though she wasn’t sure why.
I suppose that’s true,” she admitted.
“I saw it. I know it’s true. Come here.”
Kate eased toward her husband, sitting on his lap. He pulled her close and kissed her, tasting her lip balm, and inhaling the smell of her perfume mixed with the clean smell of the hot tub. He could feel her melting into him.
Kate felt him, too. Under her thigh. He was already hard and from the minute she felt it she wanted it.
“Fuck me,” she whispered.
The word surprised him even more than her eagerness. He started to ask her how she wanted to do it when he felt her rise off of him and tug at his trunks.
“Here? Right now?” He felt himself get harder than he already was.
She simply nodded in response, taking only a moment to straddle him and, sliding the tiny fabric away from her slit, impaling herself on his erection.
“Ooh”, she shuddered. “Yeah, here. Now.”
He could feel her slickness even under the swirling water of the tub. She seemed to be coming, her body trembling, though she said nothing. Suddenly, she stopped moving and drew a long breath. She pulled her head far enough away from him to look him straight in the eye.
The smile grew slowly, and the look in her eye turned mischievous.
“Is there anything you might want to see?” she asked, glancing down at her chest, then looking him in the eye again. “Anything you might want me to do?” She ground slowly into his prick while she toyed with him.
He nodded slowly. “Yes, as a matter of fact. Take off your top. I want to see your tits.”
She feigned innocence, her eyes growing wide. “Really?” she exaggerated the word. “Right here? Now? What if someone should see?” She looked toward the beach, knowing perfectly well that anyone down there was too far away to get a look. And no one ever seemed to walk across that grass.
“Let them see. They’re worth looking at.” His tone turned slightly more serious. “Now take it off.”
She took her time, still grinding her hips enjoying the feeling of his long cock buried in her. She untied the knot behind her back, then slowly lifted the suit off her head, tossing it toward the glass door.
“Let me see them,” Mickey instructed. Hold them up.”
She cupped her hands, placing one large breast in each palm, then lifting them slightly out of the water. She could feel her juices beginning to trickle out of her, lubricating Mickey’s cock. She pinched the dark pink nipples between the manicured nails of her thumbs and forefingers, sending a burst directly to her clit.
Mickey smiled as he saw the result. Cupping his wife’s ass cheeks, he pushed himself into her, eliciting a sexy chirp from her as he did. He glanced to his right, toward the beach, knowing that even if someone had looked toward their patio, they would have been too far away to know what the couple was up to, as much as he hoped otherwise.
He turned his attention back to Kate, who was happily tugging her nipples toward another orgasm. He slid his hand between them, rubbing his palm down her flat belly until his thumb reached the top of her newly trimmed slit. He stopped there, pressing her skin with his thumb, then drawing it upward, pulling her slit tight, squeezing her clit between her swollen lips.
She came instantly, throwing her head back. She grabbed his shoulders to keep from falling backward into the water, then pulled herself close to him. Now bouncing harder she extended her orgasm, squeezing her puss around his shaft until she felt him unload inside of her. She continued her ride, slowing bit by bit, until they both were spent.
Kate couldn’t help but wonder what Mickey had planned next. Mickey couldn’t wait until dinner. They both decided that a nap was probably in order after an early morning departure and the day of travel.
Two hours later Kate woke to the sound of running water in the shower. It took her a minute to realize where she was, but the memories came quickly. She reached between her legs and realized that she was still aroused. Her fingers delicately probed her opening, brushing her clit softly. It purred under her touch. She pushed the sheet back and looked down her long frame. The cool air added to her arousal and her nipples stiffened as she watched. She heard the water stop running as she slid her hands up her ribs and felt her breasts. She wondered if Mickey wanted any company.