We had been on vacation for a few days and I was feeling very mellow. The days had begun moving slower and today was a beautiful one, warm, with very few clouds in the sky. At four in the afternoon, Jeannie and I went down to the beach, laid out the beach towels, set up the umbrella and beach chairs, and I settled in to enjoy a trashy novel for the next couple of hours before thinking about cooking steaks on the grill. This year we secured a great vacation house right on the beach which you could literally walk out the back door of the house onto the beach.
Jeannie lay on her blanket, engrossed in a book for about an hour when she finally said she wanted to go back to the house for glasses and a bottle of chilled wine. The house was only about 200 feet behind us so she was back in a few minutes. At this time in the afternoon, there were only a few couples left, mostly beach neighbors. There was a standing rule in this beach community which segregated the families with younger kids from couples and families with older kids. Generally, that meant you didn't have to put up with the noise and then there were the older, pretty girls to look at. Jeanne got up and I ogled her body in her new, tiny bikini she recently bought on-line. I loved the look of her full tits testing the limits of the tiny bikini.
In a few minutes, Jeannie returned with the wine and glasses. She sat down on her blanket and uncorked the bottle. It was then I noticed she had removed her bikini altogether and was completely naked. She poured me a glass and knelt to hand it to me.
"Wow," I exclaimed. "You look fantastic. I think I like that even better than the bikini. To bad I can't take off my trucks and join you because I think a hard-on would get some angry looks."
"I'm glad you like me this way," was all Jeannie said.
We sat drinking her wine and after a few minutes I joined Jeannie on the blanket still in my trucks.
Jeannie sipped her wine and I enjoyed Jeannie's luscious, naked body. I loved the little bumps around her nipples and the way her areolas are not quite the same size, one round and the other more an oval, stretching downward. I especially loved her pussy and her thick, hairy, goddess bush. Jeannie couldn't understand my appreciation of her because she thought she looked ugly. I on the other hand, like any good pervert husband, wished she would never wear clothes.