“Vanessa’s idea?” He spoke, smiling at her. To my horror I noticed that my wife’s eyes were locked on his manhood, Mark noticed as well.
She didn’t even realize that she’d been asked a question, My terror turned to amused arousal as I tried to snap her out of her trance, “Well babe, was it your idea?”
Vanessa suddenly realized that she had been caught staring, her face once again blushing a deep shade of red. She put her hand up to her mouth. “Oh my god. How embarrassing.”
Mark calmly assuaged her. He seemed to realize that we were out of our element. “No worries, I’m used to that.” He chuckled as he removed the tower from his shoulder, and began draping it around his waist to cover up. The damage, however, was already done.
Vanessa continued to blush, stuttering, “I… I’ve just never – seen one that big.”
My blood pressure skyrocketed, and I was unsure of how to interject in the conversation, or whether I should at all. I couldn’t believe my eyes, or my ears. My wife openly admitting to this man that he was larger than me, clearly much larger than me – aroused me to no end.
“No problem at all, it’s not the first time I’ve heard that.” He smiled wide, clearly proud. “I’m actually gonna head back to my room, been out here baking in the sun way too long today. I don’t suppose you two would want to meet for a drink later?”
I looked at Vanessa, wondering just how much shame she might be feeling right now. I almost felt bad for her, but I realize it ultimately wasn’t a big deal. “Babe? We didn’t have any plans.”
She nodded slowly, coming to her senses but probably not even hearing my question, “Sure.” she said.
“Great, I’ll see you guys at the bar.” Mark replied, and quickly walked off.
Vanessa stood frozen for a moment, seemingly with her mind blown. We looked and each other, saying nothing, and eventually turned to head back to the hotel. We were both silent the entire walk back to our room. Once we were finally inside Vanessa began to undress, for a moment I thought she was feeling intensely horny from the big cock sighting, possibly wanting to jump on me to quench her thirst. She walked up to me, kissing me deeply, but then she quickly made a move into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.
I stood there dumbfounded, wanting to hear her thoughts on the afternoon, on the bizarre and arousing encounter at the beach. But the only sound I heard was the showing turning on. Just as I was about to go take a seat on the bed the door re-opened. I saw Vanessa’s head pop out.
“Babe… Why don’t you head down to the convenience store and buy some condoms. Magnums please. I’m gonna start getting ready for tonight.” She closed the door behind her again.
My mind exploded, and I stood still for a moment. When her words registered with my brain I rushed to the bathroom door smashing it open. Vanessa was naked, heavy tits hanging with one leg on the counter, shaving her legs.
“You’re going to fuck him?” I asked, breathing heavily, panicked, stunned, aroused.
She glanced over at me, calmly. “Of course not silly, but I want to make sure we aren’t being irresponsible in-case something stupid happens tonight. I’m not on the pill right now.”