Was this my wife?
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We slept great, thanks to the sex, and woke up relatively late the next morning. We didn’t go down for breakfast and instead just hung out in bed watching people fix up homes on TV. We didn’t have cable at home so my wife considered what were fairly mediocre home renovation shows to be a bit of a fun treat. I think she might have been a little nervous about facing Ken and Olivia after the dueling sex business the previous night, but if she was uncomfortable, she didn’t show it at all. It was a little surprising to see her let loose like she did yesterday, but it was wonderful to not see too much of the guilt afterwards. That had always been one of her sticking points. After being even a little bit of a bad girl, she’d have a guilt trip afterwards. But now, things seemed to be building on each other. I was determined to keep the momentum going.
The day was looking a little cloudy, but still warm. I had wanted to hit the beach to swim and be outside a little more as long as we were in paradise, but Jennifer wasn’t really one for sunbathing or swimming. Much of that was because of the sun, and years of medical school had caused her to fear being out in the sun too long. I managed to convince her to hang out at the beach since it was cloudy, and mentioned that I’d go back and grab some lunch if she got hungry. She had a book that she had hoped to read while on break and that sealed the deal.
The part of the beach associated with the resort was relatively small. There was a decent crowd there so people were situated closer to each other than we were expecting. Since it was early, we had no trouble finding a couple of chairs though. People were just starting to fill in the spaces.
When we were walking the first evening, I had noticed that part of the beach had some hand-painted signs that said ‘NO NUDITY’ on one line, and then, ‘Topless OK’ on the next. I laughed to myself at that because topless is definitely OK in my book. Jennifer had never gone topless before and had pushed back against it in the past when I had suggested it. I thought about mentioning it when we first grabbed our chairs, but I had had more success this trip letting things take their course and thought I’d look out for a good opportunity to get her out of her bikini top.
I went into the ocean and swam a while, enjoying the sensation of the warm salt water. I love the ocean and the fact that it’s easier to float because of the salt. I’ve had people tell me that it’s all in my head but that’s fine with me. I also love the fact that the ocean just goes on as far as the eye can see. It gives a great sense of being enveloped by nature. And it didn’t hurt that there were a number of women enjoying the water also. Not a lot, but enough smiling, wet, barely dressed bodies that I really didn’t want to get out.
After a while, I did want to check on my wife. As I walked back from the water, I saw that it was getting significantly busier. It was the afternoon and people had started bringing drinks down to the beach, giving it a little more of a fun vibe. Most importantly, the toplessness had also started. It wasn’t a majority of the women by any means, but it was still probably at least a dozen women who had the girls out. It was awesome. I don’t think women know how they can make a man’s day by just letting us take a look every once in a while.