Alex and Sarah had enjoyed a lovely dinner. It was the fourth night of their honeymoon in The Maldives, staying in a resort on one of the many small islands. The evening was warm without being too hot and humid. After finishing their meal they strolled back hand-in-hand to their villa via the little beach that was the nearest one to their room. They stopped to admire the view.
"It is beautiful, isn't it?" said Alex, pointing to the lights at the end of a little jetty and, beyond that, the lights from the next island they could see in the distance.
"It certainly is," said Sarah.
Alex had hoped to make love to Sarah that morning and he was a bit disappointed when they had booked themselves on an early morning yoga experience. He was now very keen to get his beautiful young wife inside their villa. "Shall we go inside now?"
"In a couple of minutes. It's so nice just here," Sarah said. "Come and stand behind me. I like it when you hug me from behind."
Alex let go of her hand and moved behind Sarah, wrapping his arms around her and squeezing gently. There were a few seconds of silence while they enjoyed the closeness of their embrace.
Sarah spoke, breaking the silence "I've got a little surprise for you. I think it's in my left pocket."
Sarah was wearing a long, white, loose dress that was perfect for the climate. Alex hadn't noticed the pockets in the dress but without looking down felt for the opening by Sarah's left hip. He felt inside the large pocket and quickly felt what seemed to be just a tissue and her mobile phone.
"Your mobile phone is my surprise?"
"Oh sorry Darling," said Sarah, "I think I got the wrong pocket. Try the right."
Alex switched sides and reached inside the other pocket. His hand went down further than on the other side and he couldn't feel anything there at all. "It seems to be empty," he said disappointed.
"Maybe you're not reaching deep enough," said Sarah
Alex's right hand reached down further and suddenly he realised that....there was no more pocket. His fingers touched bare skin, the top of Sarah's right leg. He jerked his fingers away, a bit embarrassed.
"Oh, I'm sorry. The pocket seems to be broken. There's nothing there."
"Well I did say there was a surprise, silly. Maybe you've found it. Perhaps that's where I wanted your fingers to be," Sarah said, as she squeezed his left arm and turned her head around slightly to blow him a kiss.
Alex needed no further prompting. He put his fingers back against the smooth skin of Sarah's leg and stroked it gently, slowly increasing the range of his movements. At the top of one stroke he touched the edge of Sarah's panties...a lace hem. He remembered the white lacy underwear he had seen her wearing before she had put the dress on earlier that evening. It showed her slim frame off beautifully. He had been turned on at the time and was even more so now.
He was intrigued. "Did you ruin the pocket of this dress just so that I could do this?" he asked.
"Ha, well not exactly," Sarah said, "I bought the dress online and tried it on when it arrived. I liked the look of it but I realised that the pocket was...."
She stopped suddenly to catch her breath because Alex's hand had reached towards the front of her panties. He made little circles on the material.
"You were saying?" Alex said.
"So I realised that one of the pockets had a little hole in it. Rather than send it back I decided to fix it myself. It was only when I sat down to do it I had the thought...well, it is going to be my honeymoon and it is a Muslim country -- no outward signs of affection and all that - and we want to have some fun...so maybe I should, um..., make the hole bigger so that you could do this. Right now -- with your fingers there - I'm very glad that I did."
"Yes, and me," Alex said. He moved his hand further down the outside of her panties, down towards the gap between her legs which he realised she had parted slightly.
Sarah suddenly turned more serious. "So...um...tell me, if we wanted to go to our room right now it would take us about two minutes, right?"