This story follows the night's events where my wife masturbated four rugby players before getting stripped & putting on a show for a room full of drunken guys.
The morning after, Jo was unbelievably hungover & when I asked her about the night before she turned it around on me by saying that it was for my stupid rugby team. When I tried to explain that she was just supposed to make them come, she simply said that it's not like she let them fuck her or anything. Her voice was now raised so I decided not to push it further.
I didn't mention it again & funnily enough no one from the team mentioned that night to me either. I just pushed it to the back of my mind so when everyone planned to go to the beach the following weekend, I thought nothing of it. It was mostly the guys going but a few of the girlfriends were also attending so asked if my wife wanted to go too.
It was the morning of the trip when I received a call from work saying that their was a problem with one of the computer networks & that I had to go in. It wouldn't take long but the beach was over an hour away so told Joanna to just go on without me & I'd see her when they returned.
When they did return at around 3pm, Jo seemed quieter than usual but said that everyone was planning on going out into town that evening so she was going to jump into the shower to wash the sand off. I followed her upstairs but I was surprised when she closed the bathroom door as it's just the two of us in the house.
She hadn't locked it so I went in to conveniently brush my teeth. She was already under the shower with the curtain pulled across but I could see her in the reflection in the mirror.
I could see her back & saw that she was a little sunburnt apart from her white bum. She didn't notice me looking & when she turned around her front was a brighter pink, again apart from her shaved pussy, however I gasped when I noticed that her normally pale tits were also burnt. Jo would never dream of going topless even when it's just the two of us on holiday let alone when she's with all our friends. Or so I believed.
I asked her what she was doing with burnt breasts & she could tell I was annoyed. She simply claimed that she fell asleep on her back with her bikini shoulder straps untied & that her top must have fallen down without her knowing. I wasn't sure if I believed her or not but I couldn't tell her off for that I suppose, so I just said to be more careful in future.
But what I didn't know is how long her nipples were on display for & who had seen her big tits? It must have been sometime as they looked quite pink & her large areoles were a dark brown.
I tried to not let it bother me as I got ready. I decided to drive & not drink as I had a headache from the day's heat plus I had to keep an eye on Jo following last weekend's drink-fuelled antics.
Jo got dressed in a fairly conservative black strapless bra & black cotton boob tube with a black thong & short denim skirt that went just below the cheeks of her curvy ass. I was at least happy her cleavage wasn't on show.
As we were driving to the club, Jo was complaining that her bra was hurting her sunburn & that she'd have to take it off & asked if I minded. I of course said that I didn't when really I did. She had never gone braless even though I'd asked her to when it was just the two of us having a romantic dinner or something. Her being drunk in a club full of horny men was different. We pulled into the well lit car park with people walking around when my normally shy wife pulled her top down to her waist & unclipped her bra, letting it fall away from her 34D globes.
She quickly replaced her top which left little to the imagination. You could see the entire shape of her breasts & her constantly erect nipples.
We walked into the club, with Jo's unrestrained tits bouncing with her every step. We met a few of the team at the bar, saying our hellos, then one of the lads walked past us saying "hey pink tits", which gave me that horrible feeling in my stomach knowing that this man had seen my wife's bare boobs. "Pink tits" just smiled back embarrassed.
I was stood by the bar for most of the night, not drinking so not feeling like dancing but encouraged Joanna to as I know she loves it so I just chatted with a couple of my mates, knowing she'd be safe from letchy guys as she was with a group of the rugby lads..
Jo was jumping around, surrounded by my mates, not another girl within twenty feet. I could see them clearly on the dance floor & thought on a few occasions that her nipples would come into view as her top slipped down but she wasn't drunk enough & kept pulling it up but I could tell that she was loving the attention as everyone's eyes centered on her chest in anticipation.