My wife and I recently took a cruise to Jamaica for our 5th wedding anniversary. Sara has sandy blond hair, 36 DD breasts, a latin ass and legs to die for. I was so proud of the way she kept herself in shape. I couldn't take her anywhere without men and women doing a double take. I wanted to showcase her beautiful body by buying her the skimpiest yellow micro bikini I could find. When I was loading the suitcases into the car I removed her boring one piece suit and replaced it with the bikini. When we got to the cruise ship she opened her suitcase to find my present.
"I can't wear this John. There's nothing here. What is this, 8 square inches of fabric? I am a full figured woman John!"
"You will look great. You should show off that body more often honey."
I had been on cruises before and they always dropped you off at the "tourist beach". I wanted to find a beach deeper inland so I wouldn't have to see any more old retirees complaining about the heat. A shipmate told me about a place farther down the coast called Moor Beach. He told me it wouldn't take longer than 30 minutes in a cab.
When we arrived at the beach my wife was reluctant to take off her cover up. I pointed to 3 other women sun bathing nude and told her it was ok. This was truly a local beach. I only saw two white couples, one in their thirties and the other in their forties.
When Sara took off the cover up I instantly sported a boner. The micro bikini barely covered her nipples and pussy. She was practically naked. After we lay down I rubbed sun tan lotion all over her gorgeous body. The local men were getting quite an eyeful of my wife as they walked by.
After lying in the sun for an hour I suggested Sara take off her top.
"John, I don't know, I feel weird."
"Baby, you are already practically naked. If there is any time or place to do this this is it. Besides, you aren't the only one sun bathing nude."
"Okay, what the hell. Can you untie me?"
I could see the look of anticipation on the guys' faces. As I pulled the knot out of the top I let it fall to the sand. Finally my wife's breasts were on display. I could see several of the local men smile as they gazed upon her beautiful large nipples.
"Those men are staring at me John."
"Of course they are. Men like to look at pretty girls. This isn't the first time men have checked you out. Just ignore them."
My wife put her shades back on and closed her eyes. I could only imagine the men were daydreaming of fucking this curvaceous white woman. After another hour in the sun I suggested we go up to the bar for a drink. When we arrived at the little outdoor hut we sat down on the stools and ordered a beer.
The bartender didn't even try not to look at her breasts. The other men were also gazing at Sara, dressed only in a tiny g string. We were on our second round when a very large black guy and his friends came up behind us.
The black man said in a deep voice, "My name is Marcus. How are you both doing?"
"Pretty good, just enjoying some beers. My name is John and my wife's name is Sara."
"Sara, you are by far the prettiest women on the whole beach. You are a very lucky man John."
Marcus must work out regularly because he was built. He had to have been 240 pounds of muscle. He continued to stand behind my wife and I as we chatted over another round of drinks. Marcus must be the big man around here because his crew laughed at every one his jokes, even the bad ones.
"I must be honest with you John. Most tourists don't come down this far on the beach. And they definitely don't let their wife's wear only a g string."
"Well I begged her to wear this. I love showing off her body."
Marcus replied as he put a hand on Sara's hips, "I agree that she is very well put together."
