Several years ago, we had the opportunity to book a holiday in a Caribbean place, near Cancun, Mexico.
It was an opportunity of a lifetime, spending a couple of weeks in a all-in luxurious resort like this.
There were different hotels located and we enjoyed every evening a different type of food in various restaurants.
Our hotel was located near the beach, with a fabulous swimming pool just down the stairs.
Every day, breakfast was served around the swimming pool.
During the day we often took the opportunity to visit towns in the neighborhood, and we also made a couple of trips to the fabulous Maya temples and sites.
On one night, during our evening stroll after dinner, we decided to have a couple of more drinks at a bar near the beach. The weather in the Caribbean is very mild, a light summer breeze, a few cocktails, we felt very happy. During dinner we had already quite some wine. I saw that adding the cocktails on top rendered my wife a little bit tipsy and she started to chat and laugh a bit more and looser than usual. She always maintains control of herself, since she is a teacher, she can't afford to loose her reputation. But the alcohol and given the fact that nobody here knew us seemed to make her loosen up a bit.
When we walked back to our hotel, evening was already kicking in, and in the Caribbean this can happen quite fast, so along the road the dim street lights were lit.
As she felt quite happy and was giggling, she suddenly turned to me and lifted her T top and bra, showing me her small but firm breasts. She wiggled them in front of me, thinking we were completely alone, but suddenly another couple came around the bend.
She didn't notice at first and walked backwards a small distance until she came right beneath a lamp post, showing clearly her bare breast in full light. Suddenly, she noticed the other couple and quickly lowered her cloth. We both smiled when they walked by us, and the fellow twinkled an eye so we where pretty sure they had a good view on her breasts.
We continued our way, and she giggled and blushed, a bit ashamed of what happened. I told her she excited me a lot, showing off her breasts to strangers. She didn't respond at first being quite amazed about my answer. She held me closely and we continued walking towards our hotel.
In some way I could sense that this moment could be the perfect opportunity to realize one of my fantasies. She was holding her body very close to mine, as we walked arm in arm.
I could feel her excitement in a certain way, and I wondered what her response would be if I asked her to remove her bra and panties. I grasped all of my courage and whispered the question in her ear.
She is very conservative, and never would do anything a little bit wilder than classic normal sexual relations as husband and wife. In the past I tried sometimes to make her part of some of my fantasies, but she never responded in a positive way, so over the years, our sex life had become very poor.
My heart bounced when I popped the proposal, but to my astonishment, she stepped a bit away and in the darkness of the evening and stripped down her panties from under her skirt. She grabbed under her T and opened and removed her bra.
With a naughty smile she handed over her bra and panties and started to kiss me tightly.
I could feel her nervousness and excitement, as I am sure she also could feel mine without a doubt.
The road was longing the beach and I could see some lights in another nearby beach bar.
As we were walking along, I slowly slid my hand underneath her skirt, teasing her, sometimes lifting the back or the front. She giggled and surely the alcohol played a role, but she also seemed to overcome some of her inhibitions. Every time, she tried to hold her skirt down, but made it only seem like this.
As we were nearing the beach bar, I saw that there where still a couple of customers enjoying a drink in the dim light.
I proposed to have a last night cap. She refused, but I felt it wouldn't take much to convince her and we slowly walked up to the bar, while I gently kissed her. She let me guide her to a bar stool, next to one of the guys who were sitting there. The bar lantern was just above her and I could see her hardened nipple protrude her tight T top.
She wiggled around nervously on the bar stool, knowing she wasn't wearing any underwear, and being aware of the presence of the 2 young men behind her.
We ordered a drink at the girl bartender.
She Kept her knees tight together and while she sipped at the straw of her cocktail, held her arms tight against her body, afraid to expose her breast through her Tee.
We where facing each other and again I started to kiss her tightly. I could feel a little trembling of her body when I slid my hand over her leg, just barely under her short skirt.
She giggled nervously but I could sense her excitement.
The 2 guys at the bar didn't pay any attention, they where involved in a conversation, and the girl behind the bar was starting to clean up since it was already late. She obviously didn't expect any customers to come by.
My fantasies rushed through my head, and I decided to take things a little bit further.
I asked her if she would want to go to the bathroom, just a bit around the bar. During the walk, she would have to pretend to drop something and bend over. Knowing she had no panties would expose her pussy. But due to the dim light, nobody would see anyhow I said.
She refused at first, but I kept giving her gentle kisses in her neck and around her ears. I know this arouses her a lot. I also made sure to "accidentally "touch her hardened nipples over her tee.
Reluctantly she got up from the bar stool, not only her, but by now also my blood was rushing though my veins.
To go to the rest room she had to go past the 2 men and would be right in the sight of one of them, if she would bend over.
I watched her walk by slowly, and suddenly I couldn't believe she really bend over without going through her knees. She probably was so nervous she didn't realize her bare but showed in full light of one of the lanterns. Her skirt rolled up more than she would have wanted.
That caught the attention of the guy facing her, as their conversation silenced for a moment. It was clear he had caught a glimpse of my wife's but and maybe her pussy to.
As he signaled his mate to turn around, my wife had quickly straightened her dress and continued to the rest room.
