Our first foray outside town once lockdown orders were lifted was to head to the beach. Driving the three hours to the beach was invigorating, and very much free of clothes. Keeping my eyes on the road proved to be very challenging as the nude female form of my wife Sarah next to me kept enticing my desires.
At the beach, the crowds were almost overwhelming at certain times of the day. We chose our favorite hotel chain for its location right on the beach. We began our days early, then retreated to our room to avoid the people. We learned our hotel pool was the safest place if we could claim a spot soon enough. This worked out well. In the morning, we enjoyed the sunrise over the Gulf, then went inside for lunch. After eating, we took our drinks and snacks to the pool for more time in the sun.
Either way, Sarah got very much uncovered. As the sun rose, we often got in the water and removed our suits, putting them back on before getting out. At the pool, we found ourselves alone quite often, and I was treated to a topless wife on more than occasion. Sex on the balcony overlooking the dark waterfront was my nightly reward.
Checking out of the hotel was the beginning of another adventure.
"Did you enjoy your stay?" The manager asked me.
"Yes. The beach was a bit crowded at times, but we found a good balance between beach and pool so we could feel safe." I replied.
"Well, I don't mean to embarrass you, but we certainly enjoyed having you here. If you're interested, I have some friends in your hometown who run hotels. They would love to have you visit." He tells me.
"Oh, why is that?" I ask.
"Well, in one of our Zoom meetings, I told my friends about you while we were comparing business notes. I didn't share your personal info, just that you and your wife were very, shall we say, uninhibited." He says.
"I'm very blessed by Sarah, and she loves to show off as far as the law permits. I'm glad you enjoyed it." I reply.
"Oh, we did. And my friends came up with a business proposition of sorts because they don't have nearly the business they are accustomed to having this time of year." He has my interest.
"What sort of business?" I inquire.
"My friends are wanting to offer you free nights in their hotels. All they ask is for you to enjoy their pools like you enjoyed this one. Their pools often face busy roads and intersections, and they think your presence might bring in business." He finishes.
"Let me get this straight. Your other hotels need a topless woman poolside to drum up business?" I ask, matter of factly.
"That's one way to look at it. I'm sure they won't require her to be topless since her suits are so revealing." He responds, and hands me some business cards. "Here are the numbers or emails of the various hotels in your area. Contact them soon if you're interested."
"I bet we'll take advantage of a few free nights. Thanks for this." I tell the manager and head to the car.
"What took so long?" Sarah asks me.
"You won't believe me if I told you the truth." I reply, sitting down in the driver's seat.
"Then tell me the lie." I'm told.
The ride home is quite entertaining. I show Sarah the info for the different hotels in town. She rules out a couple of them due to sheer proximity to our house. The others look promising.
"I've been by this one." She tells me, holding up a card. "The pool can be seen by a major street. That might be fun."
With that, Sarah grabs a bag out of the back seat, then begins undressing in the front seat. It doesn't take long, and she is quickly sitting in her thong and string top on top of a towel.
"Which part do you think they liked best?" Sarah asks as she arches her back up, thrusting her tits up.
I grab her top between her breasts and pull it off.
"I'm pretty sure the topless look will be the most appreciated." I laugh.
"How about this?" Sarah says, turning over and leaning her seat all the way back.
I thump the most favorite ass I have ever eaten. "I'm pretty sure I'd pull over if I saw this tastiness poolside." I say, trying desperately to keep my eyes on the road.
"The trick will be figuring out how to walk around the pool without this on." Sarah tells me as she pulls the thong from between her ass and off.
"Give me a card. I'm calling right now." I say seriously.
"Pick one." Sarah says, holding up 3 cards. "Let's go right now."
The call goes well. We manage a room on the first floor, much to Sarah's chagrin, but we'll dial up the challenges with other places. Before arriving, we stop to refill our cooler with drinks and snacks. We estimate a few hours in the sun before dinner.
Sarah does the shopping, clad in only a white coverup and flip flops. She also picks up the room key as I unload the car. It turns out our room was picked specifically to encourage us to head to the pool immediately. As we change into our suits, we can see the pool outside our room. It is small, empty of swimmers, and can be clearly seen from the street. There is also some convenient shade to keep our food and drink from getting too hot.
"I'm headed out. You need any help?" Sarah states.
"No, go ahead. I need to potty. I'll bring everything." I reply.
Sarah leaves, and enters the pool area almost instantly. We are that close. She doesn't even stop walking as she jumps into the water. I step to the side of the window to watch her. As I watch, I note that our window can be fully opened. I'll have to remember this for later. Literally, we can jump out the window onto the concrete surrounding the pool.
Sarah gets out of the water, and walks to the loungers closest to the fence. Sitting with her back to the road and facing our room, Sarah unties her suit, leaving the strings to fall away from her neck. The suit still sticks to her nipples. The hot sun should dry her off and cause the suit to fall off.
I know every inch of Sarah's body, and I can clearly see her pussy under her suit. The wet suit is not sheer, but the material outlines her folds with delicious results. I head out with our cooler and towels.
"That didn't take long." I tell Sarah.
"Why waste such good sunlight?" She replies, turning over and fully losing her top in the process.
"Well, here's your towel and our things. I'm going to sit in the water." I tell Sarah as I head to the pool.
For the next hour, I'm treated to Sarah exposing herself to me and anyone else lucky enough to be nearby. First, she sits up and wraps the towel under her body to help keep the hot lounger from burning her skin. More than once, Sarah sticks her ass straight up in the air so anyone on the street can see it. Boldly, she also walked to the side of the pool, wrapped in just a towel. There, she dropped the towel and got in the water with me.
"I have to go to the bathroom. I need your help." Sarah tells me from her lounger.
"On my way." I reply.
This is her way to challenge me. I have a choice to make, and it's an easy one. I sit down next to Sarah, and promptly untie her bikini bottom strings, then pull them off her body.
"How did you know?" Sarah says, turning on her side to face me, now completely naked except for the towel.
"It was a no-brainer. Go ahead and make my day." I say with a smile, and head back to the water.
Sarah steps up, holding her towel on the front of her body, and walks inside. Her naked ass is all I need to see right now. After she enters the building, I turn to see a man on the sidewalk, basically stopped in his tracks. I smile and enjoy the water.
Sarah returns, and spots the man still standing on the sidewalk. Then, right at the side of the pool, she drops her towel, waves at the guy, and jumps into the water next to me. If this doesn't drum up business, I don't know what will. I smile at him as I take Sarah in my arms.
We are surprised by the manager coming out to the pool.
"Hey, you guys. You must be the folks my friend told me about." He stated.
"Yes. Hopefully we haven't gone too overboard too soon." I tell him.
"Well, just be careful. I only want people to see we are open, not that we're running a brothel." He laughs. "And oh by the way, I have a gift card for dinner for you. I'll put it on your lounger."
"Thanks man." I tell him. "We'll keep it as legal as we can for the most part."
I don't know if he noticed, but Sarah was nude inside the pool this whole time. He sure noticed when she got out and put her towel on. Walking over in the direction of the lounger, Sarah stopped the manager and gave him a big hug.
"We're having a good time. Will you judge my tanlines?" Sarah asks the manager.
Not waiting for an answer, she opened her towel so her entire body was exposed to just him.
"Ummm, I don't see any tanlines." He said while scanning her body.