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"She shone like the sun in those days
Whispered things into my head
Now I lie cold in my cell
Kissing pills to keep me sane"
Spiritual Beggars
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It was already evening by the time I returned to our cabin, the ship was docking at the pier. Tried the handle a couple of times, was a bit relived to find the door still locked. Took the key from my pocket and unlocked the door.
As soon as I entered, I noticed Sue had already packed all our stuff; it was hanging by the front door. I saw her there, next to the bed, getting dressed, slowly and carefully, watching herself in the mirror as she did so. She slowly slid the tiny black thong panties up her legs, over her thighs, and then tied the elastic side laces before letting them snap into place. She turned around and looked at herself over her shoulder so she could see the naked thrust of her ass, and then turned back to see how the scrap of sheer fabric barely concealed her tight pussy, leaving little to imagination.
Moving closer to the mirror and cocking her hips forward, she could just see her labia through the sheer crotch band. She looked terribly sexy, and she ran her fingertip over her crease, enjoying the sight of her light colored manicured nail against the black.
Even when she didn't wear her most provocative and blatantly clothes, which was not the case, she was irresistibly sexy; men admired her with or without her consent; she drove them wild. And yet she was totally innocent. She couldn't imagine why men threw themselves at her feet.
She put on her heels, sexy strappy things that made her legs look even longer than they were, and then the dress. The dress was the 'piece de resistance', a buttery soft black vinyl number that snapped all the way up the front. It was maybe a size too small, so that it now fit her like a second skin, pulling her breasts in and compressing them into an erupting cleavage and showing every stitch of the lingerie underneath. The dress hugged her so tightly that even the cleavage in her ass showed clearly. It encased her in wicked, shiny black.
She finished snapping it up, took a moment to compose herself and shake her hair free, only to pull it back in a carefully done ponytail soon after. Sue turned around to face the mirror once more, and caught a glimpse of me through it, staring at her.
"There you are! I thought you forgot all about me." She said walking towards me, gently hugging and kissing me.
"Hardly, dear." I answered her, kissing her back.
"I just finished getting ready, let's go then, baby." She took my hand and moved towards the door, I followed her close behind, carrying our stuff with my free hand.
We left the boat and got to the beach. The water was clear of any seaweed or other plants that you would see wash up on shore. Sue removed her heels and we walked along the edge of the water hand in hand, barefoot, the waves occasionally lapping up over our feet.
In the distance we could see the clouds breaking and the sun starting to set, the sky blazing in the most vibrant red/orange glow.
We found a relatively dry spot in the sand and decided to sit and watch the rest of the remarkable sunset. Waves lapped at the sand and the call of gulls quietly filled the air as we sat cuddled together on the beach. Hours seemed to pass as we sat transfixed by the kaleidoscope the unpolluted skies provided as the sun was engulfed by the ocean.
I leaned back on my elbows and stretched my legs out as the darkness started to settle over us. Clouds were clearing out and the stars we beginning to light the night sky as Sue laid and rested her head on my chest. Her hand lightly traced up and down my chest as I let one arm come up and gently run my fingers through her hair. Leaning down I kissed her lips softly.
It was a lovely night; we really wanted to enjoy it. We got up and started walking down the pathway along the beach, staring at the view and enjoying our moment together. The moon was casting a distinct light, illuminating the shore, its reflection over the smooth sea helped set a romantic mood, which I very much wanted to embrace, but after all that happened it was hard focusing on that.
I decided we would leave first thing in the morning and I needed to talk to Sue about all the insane things that had happened, there was no other way. Didn't want to upset her right now, though, as this would probably be the last opportunity for us to have some peace of mind during this chaotic trip.
"I'm starving, honey. Why don't we have something to eat at the restaurant and hang by the beach some more after?" Sue asked me in a girlie tone. "Who knows, maybe you will even get lucky." She winked at me.
I have to admit that even caught in the middle of this mess, the thought of fucking my wife did help scare some of the ghosts haunting me.
We headed for our camp and left our stuff there. Sue put her heels back on and took the opportunity to fix her make up. Her eye shadow and black eyeliner enhanced her natural sparkling blue eyes, and her lipstick was uniquely shiny. Her earrings were long, shimmery strands of silver tinsel that flashed with the least movement of her head and gleamed wickedly against her blonde hair. We headed to the car and she perfumed herself, leaving her sweet scent lingering in the air.
The quick drive to the restaurant was uneventful, until we reached the road along the shore. Being a nice night, there was plenty of foot traffic as well and we both seemed to just drift off looking at the passersby.
We arrived at the restaurant and sat at a table close to the one we were last time, the place was fairly empty. A very pale and skinny looking teenager left the counter and offered to take our order. I wasn't really in the mood for dinner, just wanted to get the hell out of that place and be with my wife. Sue ordered salad and juice to drink; the kid wrote it down on his pad and went straight to the kitchen.
Sue started talking about the boat trip and how much she liked it. She enjoyed the fact it was something out of the ordinary and thought we should do things like that more often. I was just trying to shut it out of my mind, my thoughts roamed as she continued telling me her impressions about the trip.
"You are going to that place again," Sue said, feeling I was very distant.
"Just a little tired, dear." I lied.
"I know you, baby. I can tell when something is bothering you," she told me, looking very concerned.
"You never got the chance to tell me what was upsetting you at the boat trip, what was it, honey?" She asked me, her blue eyes staring deep at me.
I wasn't sure if it was the proper place to tell her about all the bizarre things that happened. Her reaction would be adverse to begin with, she would probably freak out, as anyone in that situation would. Sue was waiting for my answer, with a puzzled look, while I decided whether I told her or not.
Luckily, I didn't have to, as the kid returned with her order. There was something odd about him, he looked rather nervous. He leaned over the table to serve her, the wide rimmed spectacles that were broken and stuck back together with grubby looking plasters almost fell out of his face as his eyes caught a glimpse of my wife's deep cleavage. He kept his eyes fixed at her breasts, drooling over them as he stood there statically, almost dropping the plates. I was way pissed off, the last thing I needed was another punk kid checking out my wife's attributes.
