Once back at Marcie's, she gave them the news that she'd be moving out. Both Jim and Marcie hugged her tight.
"I'm sure you'll want to spend every minute with your husband, but if the pair of you want to have dinner with us, or meet up at the beach, don't hesitate," said Marcie.
"And we'll swap contact details," said Jim, "In the short time we've known each other, we've come to like you very much, Sarah, and we must keep in touch once we get back."
Their sentiments brought tears to Sarah's eyes and she kissed Jim's cheek, though Marcie pulled her face round to kiss her firmly on the lips. She pushed all her clothes into her case and made her way back to Simon.
Back in her own cabin, Sarah saw that Simon looked much improved, though he still looked very tired and drawn out. They greeted each other more like acquaintances rather than newlyweds after their time spent apart and Sarah was determined to rekindle their intimacy, though in retrospect, she realised that there'd been little chance for it to develop. All the more reason for her to pull out all the stops.
By the time she'd got everything squared away it was dinner time and Sarah wanted to make a good impression. She showered and attended to her hair and put on the little make-up that Marcie had shown her and had taken one of her Lola Luna boxes into the bathroom with her. The thong was completely open at the front, exposing the labial lips, and from the top there hung a jewel on a small chain. The waist strings were a combination of fine chains and embroidery. The confection was in no way designed as a practical garment, rather it was designed to frame and display her pussy. She also put on a necklace that fell between her breasts, drawing attention to them. As a final touch she put on a pair of high heeled stiletto sandals that she knew would push out her bottom, throw forward her breasts and make her legs look a mile long. She looked at herself in the mirror. "My goodness, I look like a brazen hussy!" thought Sarah, but she told herself it was a wife's duty to make herself appealing to her husband. Nevertheless, it was with some trepidation that she left the bathroom to present herself to her husband.
Simon was reading when she entered, so Sarah took out a pair of silky wispy dresses and held them up in front of her "Which one would you like me to wear to dinner, Simon?"
Simon looked up and Sarah held each one in front of her in turn, giving brief glimpses of her body as she did so, rather like a burlesque fan dancer.
"Let me see the yellow one again?" said Simon.
Sarah had hoped he would ask her to show him her underwear. Simon was of the opinion that the yellow suited her colouring best, which prompted Sarah to take her courage in both hands and put both dresses down on the bed and stepped closer to him to timidly ask, "Do you like my little panties?"
Simon fingered the jewel, the back of his fingers lightly brushing Sarah's labia and bringing a sharp intake of breath from the young wife.
He then traced the fine lace and filigree with a fingertip, "Gosh, yes, these are really very well made!"
However, he turned back to his book while saying, "Let me know when you're ready to go to dinner, though I'm not sure what my appetite will be like."
To which Sarah thought, perhaps uncharitably, "I hope all your appetites recover," as she put on the yellow dress.
Dinner was a strange affair. Sarah couldn't really say much about what she'd been up to and the fact that she felt unable to tell her husband about things.
"Well let's face it, having sex with Marcie in the presence of her husband, Jim," a thought which prompted her to feel guilty and ashamed.
She did tell him how nice the beach was and how warm the water and she timidly ventured the information that the beach was clothing optional and that several couples went completely naked. She hoped he might take the bait, but Simon wasn't to be drawn on how he felt about that. For his part, there wasn't much he could say about being in his sickbed for three days. And the conversation lapsed. Sarah saw Marcie and Jim across the other side of the restaurant, and she smiled and waved at them. That at least gave her the opportunity to tell Simon how nice they were and about their second honeymoon and about them trying to start a family. Simon asked if she didn't feel like a spare wheel as a consequence and it was all Sarah could do but skate over the details and try and change the subject.
While Simon ate little, he did manage most of the bottle of wine, as Sarah had only her usual small glass. He professed himself tired and suggested they return to their cabin. Once there, Sarah went to the bathroom to change into her night things. More in hope than expectation, she put on her most transparent baby doll nighty and forewent the matching panties. However, when she left the bathroom, she found Simon had already fallen asleep. She got into the bed and snuggled up to him; at least she was, at last, physically close. However, sleep was a long time coming.
In the morning, they breakfasted together and afterwards, Sarah asked, "Would you like to go to the beach today?"
"Yeah, I suppose," muttered Simon.
"What would you like me to wear? The beach is clothing optional" Sarah was hoping that Simon might suggest she go naked but was disappointed when he suggested a yellow bikini. "Is yellow your favourite colour?"
"No, I just think is suits your colouring."
Sarah picked up the bikini. It was probably her most conservative, it wasn't even a thong. Ironically, it was the one she insisted on taking thinking she'd be too embarrassed to wear the thong bikinis that Ms Staunton had bought her. However, now she eyed it with some distaste; she really did love being naked on the beach.
They gathered their things together and headed out. Once they'd settled down, Sarah could see that Simon was taking everything in and she could see that his eyes were following a young couple who were fully naked and walking along the shoreline. As they passed further along the beach Sarah asked Simon if he might put lotion on her back. The only good thing about the bikini she was wearing was that both the top and the bottoms were tied with bows.
As Simon poured lotion into his hands, Sarah summoned up her courage and asked, "Simon can you undo the bows so as to make sure that I'm completely covered?
She was hoping that after seeing the other couple naked, he might undo her bikini and pull it from underneath her. Even if he just left it untied, she might manage to 'lose' it in turning over or getting a drink. However once, he'd finished he retied the bikini and as a consequence, Sarah's 'thank you' was less than fulsome.
"Would you like me to do you, Simon?"
"No thanks, it's OK, I'm good."
