I admired my wife as she lay on the lounger in the sun. Her black bikini, while not super revealing, nevertheless hugged her curves and showed off her sexy body. At 37, she still looked as amazing as she did the day I met her 10 years earlier. Her perky B cup tits were covered by small black triangles of fabric. And her curvy ass was attempting to eat a black bottom that was rapidly turning into a thong. She smiled as she saw me staring at her and winked at me. With that, she got up and began sauntering towards the water. I stared at her ass as she walked into the water.
I quickly got up and followed her, and we both happily swam out into the warm water. It didn't take long for us to be in water too deep for Jessie to stand, but not too deep for myself. I pulled her to me, and we began to make out as I held her and she wrapped her legs around my waist, straddling me. We laughed as we kissed and enjoyed the sun, letting it warm us as the waves lapped around our bodies.
We continued to make out and I felt my cock grow in my shorts as she ground her crotch against me. She reached down and began to rub my cock through my bathing suit as I grew harder. Her hands knew how to make me feel good, and she wasn't holding back. This wasn't like her, this sudden daring in public. But I wasn't going to argue, I was going to enjoy this while it lasted. I began to head towards deeper water away from the beach and the people scattered tanning there.