It was the first time we attended one of the resort's dances and we planned our costumes for maximum effect.
Michelle wore a very short plaid skirt, a white cotton blouse that buttoned up the front and had long tails to allow it to be tied under her breasts, tiny ruffled socks and school girl heels. Her hair was in two pigtails with a ribbon bowed around each one. No underwear.
I wore a long chefs apron emblazoned with the slogan "Will cook for sex", a big puffy chefs hat and flipflops. Nothing else.
We sat in tall swivel captains chairs at the bar and did a lot of people watching. The costumes ranged from full cover ups to a man wearing only a cowboy hat and boots with a holster around his waist.
As the booze started to flow and the music started couples began to dance. Following a few beers and several dances I suggested that Michelle retie her blouse under her tits. She readily complied and as she sat in the chair she hooked her heels on the cross bar of the chair causing her skirt to ride up and when her legs relaxed her knees fall apart. There she sat with her tits on display and given the height of the chair her pussy was in plain sight of anyone passing by.
Several guys were paying close attention to her charms and when a particularly well built bare chested young man wearing an Indian loin cloth asked her to dance she glanced at me with a little smile. I shrugged and nodded my head suggesting she go for it and enjoy. They stayed out on the floor for a couple of dances and then a slow dance started. She quickly looked my way and once again I just shrugged.
When the song ended she rejoined me with the man in tow. She was flushed and his loin cloth was making a little teepee. We introduced each other as Mike (me) and him as Craig. As Michelle hopped up on the chair her pussy winked at us and it glistened suggesting that more than her chest was warm. Craig thanked Michelle for the dance and when we didn't suggest that he join us for a beer he wandered off through the crowd.
Michelle leaned close and told me how turned on she was after dancing bare chest to chest with Craig and feeling his dick getting hard as it pressed against her. I told her to look down at my apron and said she wasn't the only one turned on.
We had a beer, watched the other partiers and danced to a few songs. My apron prevented us from dancing bare chest to chest and I noticed Michelle's gaze often seemed to be searching the crowd. I knew immediately that she was interested in more dances with Craig. When we returned to the bar she saw him sitting at a table with a few people but there didn't seem to be anyone special with him. I told Michelle to go over and bend at the waist and ask him if he wanted to dance again. With her tits out and her ass exposed as she bent over, Craig quickly excused himself from the table and took Michelle out on the dance floor. During the fast dances Craig twirled Michelle causing her skirt to flair up and her tits to bounce. He always spun her into his arms and his hands were busy squeezing where ever they happened to land. During the slow dances I could see her hand dip below his loin cloth and one time she brought her finger to her mouth and sucked something off of it. Her nipples were rock hard and pointed as she rubbed them across Craig's chest.
After about 10 minutes of dancing they walked over to me and Michelle said she had to get some air and could we go outside and sit by the pool for a while. I grabbed our beers and we headed out the side door to the dark pool area under the ramada. It took me a moment to realize that Craig had followed us outside.