We have been married for seven years.
A few years ago my wife and I took a vacation to Florida. We rented a car and hotel room in Ft. Lauderdale.
Debbie is 5'7" and 32B bra size.
We were married when we were 19.
I bought my wife a new swim suit that was revealing. It was black with gold trim. She really liked it and so did I. We immediately went to the beach and lay on our towels as near to the water as possible. We sunned on the beach and enjoyed the sun.
As the sun set we drove to a restaurant. The food was very good and decided that we would go to the same restaurant tomorrow.
When we got back to our motel we discovered that we both got a little sunburned.
The next day we also bought a couple of cheap beach chairs and took them down to the water.
The waves caused the top of her suit to fall down. I noticed that her tits were completely on display to anyone who would walk by.
I mentioned it to my wife and she just said, "It's ok" and took one of the chairs right out into the shallow water. She sat in the chair and spread her legs over the chair to keep it in place.
I like to walk down the beach and she whatever I could see. I often pick up shells and bring them back to where we were laying.
As I walked back to our towels I noticed that anyone walking toward her could see her pussy each time the waves came in.
I choose not to say anything. By now I was getting excited by her lazzi faire attitude.
The next time I walked down the beach I noticed that my wife was laying on her towel topless and a man was talking to her. She reached out to get some suntan lotion and he volunteered to apply the lotion. He rubbed it in her tits as they were talking. He was looking straight at her tits as they talked.
By now I had a hard on and was trying not to show it.
The sun was setting so we gathered up our chairs and headed to the parking lot.
Thomas, I learned talked to both of us as we were leaving.
He let us know that He actually was an actor and invited us to come to the show, tickets on him.
The play was a short one, only forty five minutes.
He then encouraged us to come to his room that he keeps during the season.
We drove to the place he keeps, following him.
I parked and walked up to his door as he opened it and greeted us with a glass of wine.
Neither I or my wife had ever drank wine and we were quiet relaxed.
His room consisted of a bathroom, a bed and two chairs.
My wife excused herself and went to the bathroom.
When she came out, she surprised us.
She was only wearing a light beach cover up, revealing that she had on no bra and no panties.