The Elevation of Sarah Stevens

Once they'd returned to Marcie and Jim's suite, Marcie took charge and put Sarah's clothes with hers in their bedroom. The hotel staff then came with the cot bed and made it up in the couple's suite's living room. Sarah bit her lip in worry: all her night things were short and transparent, and she was very nervous about wearing such things in front of Jim. She did have a silk kimono, but it only came to the top of her thighs. It was better than nothing; she could wear it when running the gauntlet from the bathroom, which was en-suite to their bedroom, to her bed in the living area. Shortly thereafter, the doctor called in and said Simon was as well as could be expected and he might be up to her saying hello through the bedroom window in the morning.

At this stage she was exhausted and only wanted a shower and bed. She took her little baby doll nighty and kimono to the bathroom and when she emerged, she made a beeline for the living room and her bed. When Jim bade her goodnight, she made a frightened squeak and ran for the door, the robe fluttering around her thighs and showing off her long legs. Once safe behind the closed door she took off the robe and slipped into bed. As she drifted off to sleep her last thoughts were that tonight was to be the night that Simon made love to her and made her his woman. When that might be now, she couldn't begin to guess. Sometime during the night, she dreamed that she was watching two lovers having sex. She drifted between waking and sleeping and finally fell aback asleep with the sounds of loving-making still in her ears and new moisture between her legs.

Marcie awoke with the sun shining and looked fondly at her sleeping husband. He'd given her a good seeing-to last night and although they'd tried to keep the noise down, they both voiced their passion as they climaxed. Well, it couldn't be helped, and Sarah was a married woman herself, after all. She got out of bed and quietly moved into the living room to check on the girl. Sarah was still asleep, but during the night, she'd thrown off the sheet and her nighty had ridden up to her hips, exposing her sex and the transparent nighty did nothing to conceal her full breasts and rosy nipples.

"God, she's absolutely gorgeous; Simon's a very lucky guy," thought Marcie.

As she gazed on the young beauty, Marcie was so tempted to touch her, her skin looked so, so soft. Since she could hear Jim beginning to stir, she pulled up the sheet to cover her. Not that she minded Jim looking, but she felt it best to spare her blushes. However, she couldn't resist brushing against her breasts and dragging the back of her hands over her nipples as she did so. A sigh escaped Sarah's lips and Marcie beat a hasty retreat before she was fully awake.

Back in the bedroom, Jim asked, "How is our sleeping beauty this morning?"

"She's not quite woken up yet, but beauty is the operative word. My god, she's absolutely incredible! I think I'll have to soften that dick of yours at every opportunity, I don't want you abusing your position as host and slipping a length into that young bride, just because her husband's sick!"

"Sounds all right to me!" said Jim, "you're all the woman I need. But it sounds to me like I need to keep an eye on you, you seem rather taken with her?"

"I'm not going to grace that accusation with an answer, James McWerter!" said Marcie, with a big smile on her face.

"Anyway, you get out of bed and dressed and take your usual morning stroll while we girls get ready, and we'll meet you at the breakfast bar."

"Yes, Ma'am!" saluted Jim with a smile and leapt out of bed, putting on some shorts and t-shirt. As he left the cabin, he couldn't help but look at their guest. She really was a beauty, thought Jim, but so young!

Marcie gently shook Sarah awake.

"Come on Sarah, time to be up and at 'em!"

Sarah just groaned theatrically.

"Let's get dressed. I said to Jim we'd meet him at the breakfast bar."

With that, Marcie went to her wardrobe and took out a skirt and top for Sarah and at the same time, selected a tiny thong for her that was almost transparent. She took similar, but more modest clothes for herself.

Sarah had still not got out of bed, so Marcie took her hand and encouraged her to get up, as the sheet fell away, she was again treated to the sight of her in her little silk baby doll nighty.

"Come on sleepy-head, get dressed!"

She slipped off her own robe to reveal that she was naked underneath. Sarah stared at her in shock; to be so intimate at such short acquaintance was surprising to her.

"Sorry to startle you, Sarah, but I sleep naked, and I just threw this robe on for your benefit. But don't worry, it's just us girls here. I've left you some of your things out, I hope they're OK."

She put her own clothes on while Sarah looked on curiously. Marcie was certainly a beautiful woman. She had full breasts, about 36C, if Sarah had guessed right and was lean and toned; clearly, she worked out and took care of herself. While she was a darkish blond, she had a sparse tuft of light brown pubic hair just above her nether lips, which were bare of any hair. She brought back memories of her times with Amy and her cunny started to tingle at her thoughts.

When Marcie had finished, she looked expectantly at Sarah, who still hadn't made a move.

"Come on, lazy-bones! Here, let's get this nighty of yours off!"

Marcie took charge and lifted the nighty over her head, to leave her standing naked and blushing in front of her.

"This panties of yours are lovely, Sarah," said Marcie, holding them up, "and so sexy!"

Sarah looked at the tiny things and out of embarrassment made no move to take them from her, as if to take ownership of them would taint her as some sort of floozy. Marcie bent down and held them open for Sarah to step into. As she pulled them up the girl's legs, she found herself with the girl's sex right in front of her. It was so tempting! She couldn't help but make small adjustments to the thong's fit, smoothing out the transparent wisp and pressing and stroking her plump labia. She was brought back to earth by a gasp from Sarah and she thought it just as well, before she pulled them back down in order to taste her.

She thrust the skirt and top at her, saying, "Hurry up and put your things on; Jim will be wondering where we've got to!"

When they arrived at the breakfast area, Jim had just got them a table and when they arrived, he stood and said, "I'll be the envy of every man here, having breakfast with the two most beautiful women on the whole island!"

Marcie, launched herself at her husband, throwing her arms around him and giving him an open-mouthed kiss. Sarah wasn't sure where to look, it seemed like she was intruding on a private moment, but she couldn't help but feel jealous of the attention that Marcie was getting.

After their breakfast, Sarah insisted on passing by her old cabin to see how her own husband was doing. Marcie and Jim walked with her and left her there, saying they'd wait for her before going down to the beach. Marcie told her there was no hurry and to take as much time she needed. Jim gave Marcie a look to which Marcie smiled, though this exchange went completely over the head of their guest.

Sarah approached their bedroom window. She could see a breakfast tray which was hardly touched, so she knew that Simon was awake. She poked her head through the window to see Simon lying in bed. She called softly to him, and he raised his head.

"How are you this morning Simon? Are you feeling any better?"

Though she could see that his cheeks were sunken and he'd a pallor that contrasted markedly with the dark circles around his eyes.

"I still feel like shit," groaned Simon, "in fact I feel worse than yesterday."

"Oh, dear, I'm so sorry, Simon."

Just then the doctor entered, wearing a facemask and gloves. He examined Simon, taking his temperature and blood pressure and look down his throat in into his eyes.

"I don't suppose you feel any better, young man?"

Simon just groaned.

"Well, the infection should run its course in another couple of days, but you'll be very weak for a while. I notice you didn't manage any breakfast, but that's to be expected."

Sarah despaired that Simon would be unable to take her maidenhead for a while yet, then immediately chided herself on being so selfish; her husband was sick, after all.

After the doctor had left, Sarah asked Simon if there was anything she could do for him, anything he wanted her to bring him. Simon just groaned and muttered that he just wanted to wallow in his own misery. After another couple of conversational gambits had fallen on stony ground, Sarah took her leave and made her way back to Marcie and Jim's. She had stepped through the door before the noise of vigorous lovemaking had penetrated her brain. She knew she should have left immediately but almost against her will, she found herself drawn further into the room.

Listening to them making love had a profound effect on Sarah. She felt her nipples stiffening into bullets beneath her little thin silk top and the tiny thong did nothing to absorb the flush of moisture from down below. The door their bedroom was slightly ajar, and Sarah could see a thin strip of Marcie's naked back as she sat astride her husband.

She heard Jim say, "Turn around, my hot little slut, I want to see that beautiful backside of yours bounce up and down."

Sarah heard the sounds of movement, and her curiosity got the better of her and she moved closer to the door. Now she could see more of Marcie, though only the shins and calves of Jim. Marcie had resumed her lovemaking and Sarah was fascinated at how Marcie's firm breasts bounced up and down as she moved. It was then that Marcie looked up and looked Sarah right in the eyes, which opened wide in shock. Marcie just smiled at her and beckoned her closer. Sarah was drawn like a moth to a flame. Marcie started talking to Jim but kept her eyes on Sarah.

"Oh, yes, Jim, keep fucking me with that big fat cock of yours! Stretch my tight little cunt with your big cock!"

"Oh Marcie, you horny little slut, you know how you talking dirty gets me going!"

"Yes. Make me cum over your hard cock, Jim!"

The words stopped as their cries reached a crescendo and both erupted in climax.

Marcie fell back on the bed, saying, "Best get into the shower, Jim, we don't know how long Sarah will be. And don't be too long! I'll go second, I'll need to give your sperm a chance to do their magic first."

Sarah saw a very brief flash of naked flesh as Jim passed by the gap in the door and not long after heard the shower start. Sarah was shaken and when Marcie opened the door fully; she was like a deer caught in the headlights. Marcie was not only naked but reeked of sex and her and Jim's combined juices were running down the inside of her thighs.

"Shh, don't say anything," whispered Marcie, "or Jim might hear you. Did you like what you saw, Sarah? Did you like watching us? Did it get you all worked up? God, it did me! I came like an express train knowing you could see us! Now, go out and take a turn round the block and when you come back make a noisy entrance, so Jim'll know you're back."

Sarah stumbled out of the door and walked like a zombie round their group of cabins. She was totally confused. She knew she shouldn't have spied on them and was ashamed, but on the other hand Marcie didn't mind at all, quite the opposite! And overriding all that was the unmistakable fact that she was completely aroused and soaked underneath her skirt. God, when was it going to be her turn! She couldn't wait!

When she arrived back at their cabin, she opened the door and then banged it shut. Jim was already changed into his swimming shorts and Marcie was wrapped in a towel, pawing through her swimsuit drawer.

"Jim, would you take the towels and mats down to the beach and find us a spot and we'll join you when we're ready."

"Here, Sarah, put a bikini on - I see you have some lovely ones! I've got a skimpy thong like yours, if I can find it.

Sarah quickly undressed while her back was turned, hiding her soaked panties under her bed. She put the bikini on and was dismayed at how small it was and how much is showed of her skin. Why, the bottoms were so low they nearly showed the top of her cleft! And of course, the string between her buttocks meant that her bottom was on full display. Two little triangles failed to adequately cover her breasts. She couldn't wear this in front of Jim! It was meant for her husband's eyes. At least she had a cover-up to get to the beach albeit that it was virtually transparent, but that still left her exposed once she'd got there.

"Marcie, I can't wear this in front of your husband, it's indecent!"

"Sarah, don't worry about it, really! In fact, I've noticed Jim checking you out a few times, and I don't blame him, you really are very beautiful! And I'll let you in on a little secret. This is our second honeymoon. We've both worked hard and now that we're settled and financially secure, we've decided to start a family! Our work schedules had meant that our sex life was put on the back-burner a little bit, so we'd hoped a second honeymoon in this exotic resort would both re-ignite our passions and get me pregnant. The first has certainly come true and we're both hoping for the second. I don't mind Jim lusting after you because I trust him completely and I am certainly reaping the benefits. So, relax and go with the flow; everything is good!"

Sarah wasn't 100% convinced but she bit her lip and followed Marcie down to the beach.

When they found Jim, he'd laid out their towels on three loungers pulled together and had collected a cooler of drinks from the bar. Sarah sat on the lounger and made no move to take off her cover-up. In the meantime, Marcie had shed hers and was reclining on her back and lathering herself with sun cream. She looked over to Sarah saying,

"Come on, Sarah, get that off, it's not as if you're a vampire that will burst into flames when the sun hits your skin!"

Sarah reluctantly untied the belt and taking her courage in both hands, slipped it off her shoulders. She then lay back on the recliner but held her arms across her breasts.

"That's no good, Sarah, how are you going to put your sun protection on?"

Sarah had to concede the point and she hesitantly took her arms away and reached for the lotion. She knew she had to protect the exposed skin of her breasts which had never, ever, seen the light of day, at least not directly. As she smeared the lotion over the upper slopes of her breasts, she cast a furtive glance at Jim who was watching with unabashed admiration. Sarah blushed furiously, but what was worse, her nipples sprang to attention and were completely obvious behind the scrap of a bikini top. A she massaged the lotion into her tummy, the tingles down below started and as she worked the lotion into her thighs, she was sure she felt the swelling of her nether lips under the thong bottoms.

Marcie had turned over and had asked Jim to do her back. She groaned with pleasure as he massaged her shoulders and made no protest as he undid the strings of her to to put lotion on her back. Sarah watched furtively through half closed eyes. As Jim approached Marcie's bottom, he made to untie the strings of her bikini bottom, but Marcie stayed his hand and Sarah caught the look Marcie made in her direction. Sarah closed her eyes and basked in the sun, the heat of which seem to seep into her very bones. She had drifted off to sleep and awoke with Marcie gently shaking her awake.

She opened her eyes to be confronted with Marcie's naked breasts, the sight of which jolted her completely awake. "Marcie! Your top!"

"It's alright, Sarah, the beach is clothing optional, almost everybody is at least topless here."

Sarah looked around. The beach had become busier and indeed, she saw several women topless and then was shocked to see a middle-aged couple walking hand in hand, completely naked.

"You've been lying on your back long enough; you need to turn over. Here, let me put some lotion on you."

Sarah allowed herself to be rolled over and then found herself relaxing under Marcie's skilled hands. She'd started at her feet and as she moved up her legs, the tingles started, and she allowed her legs to relax so that Marcie's hands could reach the inside of her thighs. As Marcie massaged the lotion into her bare bottom, part of her mind worried that she might glimpse her privates, but this was lost in the waves of pleasure that she felt at her hands, and it was with mixed feelings when Marcie left her bottom to continue up her back. When she reached the strings of her bikini, she deftly undid the bow and pulled them aside. Sarah's momentary panic was subdued by the pleasure of Marcie massaging the lotion deep into her shoulders. Marcie continued and her hands reached round to cover the sides of her exposed breasts.

"Lift up a little, Sarah."

Sarah expected Marcie to cover a little more of the sides of her breasts and truth to tell, was anticipating it eagerly. However, Marcie used the opportunity to pull her bikini to completely from underneath her.

"Marcie! What are you doing!" hissed Sarah.

"You don't strap marks to spoil the look of your backless dresses, do you? Anyway, nobody can see anything, and even if they could, nobody would care."

Sarah was only slightly mollified, but eventually relaxed enough to relish the heat of the sun on her back.

By this stage, Jim had gotten bored and announced he was going for a walk along the beach.

"You just want to ogle all the naked women, you lecher, you!" quipped Marcie, smiling.

"That's rubbish! The two most beautiful women are right here!"

When Jim had gone, Marcie took the opportunity to suggest that her and Sarah should cool off in the sea and Sarah was rather hot and felt that she'd probably had enough sun for the day.

Sarah had sat up, with her arm covering her breasts and was glad that Jim had gone. "Where's my top, Marcie?"

"You don't need it, come on let's get in the water."

Despite Sarah's protests, Marcie took her hand and pulled her up and dragged her towards the water. Sarah gave in to the inevitable and made a dash for the water, to cover her breasts from public gaze. Her breasts bounced and jiggled as she ran, a sensation that although was alien, was actually pleasant , even liberating. When she hit the water the feel of it flowing over her was a revelation and the cool water after the hot sun was incredibly refreshing. She hunkered down to keep her breasts below water level and turned to see that Marcie had shed her bikini bottoms and was sauntering down to the water completely naked. Sarah looked around but no one seemed to pay her any attention.

As Marcie approached, Sarah said, "Why did you take your bottoms off, Marcie?"

"It's so much nicer to be naked and free, Sarah! I've been naked on the beach since our second day here. I only put my bikini on today so as not to upset you, that's why I had to dig it out from my case. And now... I'm going to take your bottoms off so you can join me!" said Marcie as she launched herself at the teen bride.

"No! you mustn't," shrieked Sarah, turning and swimming off to escape.

However, Marcie being the much better swimmer quickly caught her and there then ensued a brief struggle with Sarah desperately clutching the waistband of her bottoms, while Marcie tried to pull them off. The loser in the struggle was the bikini bottoms, which eventually ripped apart and the remnants slipped through Sarah's fingers. The cool water penetrating between Sarah's nether lips was a pleasurable surprise which was interrupted by Marcie dunking Sarah below the water. Sarah came up spluttering and laughingly retaliated, the pair of them splashing and frolicking naked in the sea. As their bodies brushed against each other, Sarah gloried in the sensuousness of it, the silky feeling of their skin against each other in the water was wonderful and a revelation to her.