Jessie and I had been wishing for this vacation for a long time. We were away from our family and friends, in a tropical paradise, and ready to enjoy ourselves and let loose for the first time in a long time. Our sex life, along with our normal life, had gotten stale, and we were going to use this vacation as a chance to try some new things out. Maybe some new people too. We were a thousand miles away from anyone and everyone we knew, it was the perfect place to try things. The following is the story of one of our adventures on that 2 week vacation.
We sat at the edge of the pool, as Jessie tried to point him out to me.
"There, in the baseball cap. He's cute and he keeps glancing our way. You think he likes me," Jessie asked.
"First of all, who wouldn't like you. And second of all, there are a few seats next to him at the bar, and we need drinks. Why don't we swim over and ask him," I responded. She nodded a response and got up to walk towards the pool. I waited a minute to stand up so I could watch her walk away. My wife was gorgeous. And in a bikini at a resort, she turned heads. Two small pink triangles covered her perky 34B chest. And a black thong bottom was practically swallowed by her ass. Watching her walk away was a show I never missed.
I got up and followed her to the pool, grateful for the cool water in the heat. We swam up to the bar and sat next to the guy who had been glancing over at us and ordered a couple of margaritas. Jessie, ever forward, leaned over to him and said, "We noticed you glancing our way, so we figured we would swim on over and say hello. Can we buy you a drink?"
He looked shocked but smiled. "Sure I could use a refill," he said to Jessie. "I'm Joe. And sorry for looking, but I couldn't help it. You're beautiful," Joe said.
Jessie blushed and smiled. "Thank you Joe, you're too kind."
Joe laughed. "I should be the one thanking you. Normally, couples don't buy you a beer when you check out the wife."
All three of us laughed at that. And it was true. "Let's just say that we take a different view on that kind of thing," I said to Joe. "In fact, we were really coming over to see if you wanted to hang out with us." The implication of what we were asking was clear when Jessie reached over and put a hand on Joe's thigh.
Joe sighed and shook his head. "As fun as that sounds, and trust me there is nothing more I would rather do, I'm here with my buddy's bachelor party. And I'm the best man. So I can't ditch him. The only reason I'm not with them now is because I get super seasick, so I didn't go fishing with them. But they're due back in about 20 minutes, and I can't be missing."
Jessie put on a pouty face, but then smiled at him. "I totally understand, and I respect your loyalty to a friend. How about we exchange numbers in case you find yourself with some free time and want to hang out with the cool couple you met at the pool bar?"
Joe agreed, and he wrote his number on a napkin for us and we did the same for him. We swam back to our chairs and lounged in the sun for a couple of hours, enjoying the beautiful weather. Jessie looked over at me. "I'm still bummed that Joe couldn't hang out with us. He was hot up close, and I think he would have had fun with me," she said with a pout.
"I'm sure he would have," I replied. And I had been thinking about it, and had come up with an idea. Now to see if Jessie was game for it. "I've been thinking. And it's just an idea. But what if we hang out with Joe tonight. He's at a bachelor party. Granted it is fun here. But the restaurants and bars are only ok. And there isn't much nightlife to speak of. And what's a bachelor party without a little adult entertainment?"
Jessie looked at me. "Are you seriously suggesting that I be a stripper for a bachelor party?"
I quickly responded. "We came down here to have adventures we could never have at home. You brought a ton of sexy lingerie. Why not use it and have some fun? We could invite the guys to our villa, it's private and secluded. Set up some chairs and turn on the music. Have some bottles delivered from the bar. It could be a once in a lifetime chance."
I watched as she mulled the thought over. We had come on this vacation wanting to push our sexual boundaries. To try new things. We had talked about groups of guys with her before, but we had both laughed them off as not just fantasy, but fantasy that we could never really hope to turn to reality. And yet here we were. We might be able to make our fantasy real. I waited tensely to hear her verdict on my idea.
"Get your phone, text him, let's see if he and his buddies are game. I need to know now, so I can shower and get ready and pick out my outfit," she said to me. I silently cheered in my head as I sent Joe a message.
"Hey Joe, this is Phil from the pool earlier. Jessie and I were wondering if you and the boys wanted to come over tonight for some fun. Jessie wants to put on a fashion show for you and your friends."
Joe responded after a few minutes with a yes, and Jessie and I headed back to the villa to get everything ready. Joe and his friends would be coming over in a couple of hours, and we needed to eat and prepare. I ordered room service to the room as Jessie took a shower and did her hair and makeup. We were both nervous but excited for the evening to come. I loved watching Jessie get ready, it was so sensual. And that was on a normal night when she was getting ready for me!
After hair and makeup were completed, Jessie went into the bedroom to decide what to wear. She had brought a lot of lingerie on this trip, so she had some tough choices to make. In the end and with my input, she put on a red lace bra, thong, and garter set. She made sure to put the panties over top of the garter for easy access, a detail which made my cock twitch in my pants. And over top of that went a silken black robe. One last check of the drinks, and we were ready. And with not a minute to spare.
Jessie stayed in the bedroom, wanting a few minutes to make last minute adjustments before her performance. I opened the door when I heard Joe knock, and let in Joe and six of his friends. I brought them in, and sat them down at chairs we had set up for the evening. I had put one chair in the center of the room for Mike, the groom to be. With everyone seated and a drink in hand, I turned down the lights and turned on the music.
Jessie walked out of the bedroom and said hello to the boys to a chorus of catcalls and whistles. They were clearly excited and ready to see the show my wife was about to put on. Hearing the bits and pieces of what they said as they leered at her was so hot. "Damn look at her," "Can't believe this dude is letting his wife strip for us," "Can't wait to see what's under that robe."