A few years ago my wife agreed for us to join 4 other couples on a 3 day houseboat trip. We arrived at Dale Hollow just after the July 4th weekend. The water was warm, clear and clean. It was just so inviting. We had a great group of couples on the trip. All of us fun loving active folks who were enjoying lots of sun, fun, food and drinks. We all snickered when, one by one, each couple would peel off to have themselves some intimate time together. One of the cutest girls was especially vocal which added to the snickering.
It wasn't till the second day that Michelle decided it was our turn. Rather than robotically doing the deed, she shared that she had just finished reading fifty shades of grey and had a number of naughty things she'd like to try. I hadn't read the book, but I was excited to see what she meant by naughty. Michelle handed me her Kindle and told me I had to read the book before I was to get my reward. She made it clear that it would be worth the wait. She's never disappointed me, so I began to read as fast as I could. I wish I had taken that high school speed reading class more seriously now. I quickly determined there was no way I could finish in one sitting, so, as all my buddies were getting their rocks off, I was reading my butt off making mental notes of all the fantasies I was going to indulge.
This lake was truly gigantic, over 650 miles of shoreline with hundreds of lovely coves. We selected a pretty little cove far off the main channel and tied up. A few hours later a small pontoon boat anchored near us. Two local guys and a girl who were just spending a day on the lake.
Michelle and I decided to go swimming. We took our life vests along for floatation. Rather than putting it on properly we just slid our legs through the arm holes. We found that this impromptu floatation solution allowed us to vertically float in the water with almost no effort. There was a light breeze that took us toward the pontoon boat. They seemed friendly enough, so we decided to pay them a visit. One of the guys was already in the water the others were just lounging on deck. He was just Michelle's type. Young and handsome. I was floating right behind her with my hands gently around her hips. I started thinking of my own fifty shades fantasies, so I slid my hands down along the outside of her bikini. She didn't give me any signs of protest, so I continued to explore till my hands were completely under her pretty little ass. It was then that I noticed Michelle had moved us even closer to her new friend. I wondered if he could see what I was doing? I have absolutely no idea what we were talking about, but I could tell my pretty wife was enjoying her own fantasy. Her nipples were hard and she was arching her back so that her breasts stood up proud for her new gentleman friend. She had that sexy little lift in her voice and was laughing and smiling at everything he said.
I decided to push it a little further by sliding my fingers along the inside hem and gently pulled her bikini to the side. Michelle inhaled slightly, arched her back but quickly returned to flirting with her boyfriend. I began tracing my fingertips along her pussy. Again, no sign of protest so continued to indulge in my fantasy. Just as I felt her start to squirm in the warm water our new friend asked us if we wanted a beer. Michelle quickly turned to me and asked if I would swim back to the houseboat and get her one of her Malibu Rums instead. A million thoughts flooded through my mind. I know how horny she gets when she starts flirting. That's always served me well in the past. She wanted me to read fifty shades; is this all part of her fantasy? I was only half way through the book so I couldn't be sure.
Be it right or wrong I said, sure thing, and released her from my grasp. The houseboat was over 100 feet away. I discretely peeked back toward them as I swam. Michelle continued to float dangerously close to this man she was flirting with. I continued to hear her laughter as I swam farther and farther away. She has the sexiest little giggle, very distinctive. By the time I had reached the houseboat they had floated just barely out of sight. I collected a couple drinks for us and began making my way back to the pontoon. I tried not to rush back too quickly. I didn't want to appear jealous and spoil the mood. Truth be told, I was kind of turned on by the whole thing. They had floated to the side of the pontoon and when I arrived Michelle greeted me warmly. I reclaimed my position, eager to see if she had covered herself. Everything appeared unchanged leaving me to wonder what had transpired. We drank our drinks, finished our conversation and swam back to the boat. As we made our way back, Michelle asked, "Well honey, did that turn you on?"
Have to be honest it really did. "Did it turn you on?" I asked.
She simply replied "orgasmic. You've been a good boy; you've earned some brownie points."
Later on that night she finally shared that they never took things farther than flirting. "You really think I was going to make it with that mouth breather with two of his friends watching?"
Michelle did, freely admit that the experience had put her libido in overdrive.
