A few months ago, my Hubby surprised me with a weekend getaway. He took me to the coast and had pre-booked a room in a luxury hotel.
Hubby enjoys taking photos of me. He is still working on lighting, and I am practising sexy poses. It is evident that we are not pros at this but, I have to say, it is a lot of fun.
Since this was a surprise holiday, I had not packed anything. Hubby had reassured me that everything I needed was wrapped in the suitcase that he brought out of the car.
I was relieved when he opened the case: he had rounded up all my makeup and cosmetics. I could never travel without my beauty products. Hubby told me that he had been taking careful note of what products I used over the last few weeks and he said he was confident that he had everything I needed. If not, he said, we could go out later and purchase any missing items. What is it with men: I can't just go into a store and find my stuff. I have my favourite brands that might not be available here!
I was, however, concerned that there seemed to be nothing for me to wear. Hubby had packed a few clothes for himself and all his camera equipment, but I could see nothing for me!
Hubby produced this small packet and said that what was inside this packet would be all that I needed to wear this weekend.
As I opened the small bubble wrap packet, I thought it could not possibly have everything I needed. Under the bubble wrap was some packaging saying Wicked Weasel. Intrigued, I ripped this open. Out fell five small packages: four tiny packets each containing something black and one larger pack with something blue inside.
With a huge grin, Hubby asked me to try on the items in the packets. I opened the small packages first. There were two tiny thong bikinis. One of the bikinis was called Galaxy and has a shiny embossed fabric. The bikini bottom had a sting that needed to be tied AT the sides.
I said I would try that one on later. It was way too small to wear out in public. Holding up the other bikini, I could see that it had slightly more coverage. It was still a thong, though.
Next, I opened the larger, blue packet. It contained a blue maxi dress. Hubby said that the dress was for me to wear later when we ventured out for dinner. Surely this was not the extent of my clothes for a weekend!
Hubby said, "why not?" He explained that we were planning on spending most of our time on the beach anyway. With a big sigh, I accepted that all I had to wear was two ridiculously small bikinis and one blue dress. At least the dress looked appropriate.
Hubby suggested I go and have a shower while he set up his camera equipment. He wanted me to model one of my bikinis. Picking up the larger of the two black suits, I went and found the bathroom to have a quick shower.
After I had cleaned up, I put on the bikini. From the front, it looked OK. Yes, it was unlined, and so I knew I had to be careful when the fabric got wet. Turning around and looking back at the mirror, I could see there was no coverage over my butt. Oh, my God. Hubby wanted me to spend the day on the beach wearing this! And the other bikini was only a string holding three tiny triangles apart!
Taking a deep breath and thinking to myself that I wanted to make this a holiday that Hubby would never forget I decided to go with the flow. Walking out of the bathroom, I thought "showtime!"
Hubby was on the balcony that overlooked several apartment blocks nearby. He turned around and saw me standing there in my new bikini. I gave a twirl and asked, "You like?"
"My God, Pixie, You're so hot!" he replied.
I lent up against the aluminium and glass balustrade and looked out at the scenery. I could see the ocean and waterways from this vantage point. Hubby came up behind me and massaged the bare skin of my arse.
"You look fabulous," he whispered in my ear.
I turned around and faced him. Rubbing his crotch, I said, "You do like this. Don't you?" I could feel Hubby's impressive hard-on through his shorts. Hubby's big grin gave him away.
I started posing on the balcony. There were a little round stool and a lovely soft sun lounger.
I showed Hubby how I could make the small triangles covering my tits even smaller. The afternoon sun was shining on my glowing, fair skin.
It was exciting when as I posed. I could see people on other balconies and windows staring back at me!
