Life slowed down for my wife, Kathy, and me, as we grew older. If you have read any of our other stories, you know Kathy loves to expose herself and loves sex with multiple partners. You also know I love to watch and am just as happy hearing all about her adventures if I was not able to be present. This "turn on" of mine has served me well as I aged a bit prematurely.
Yes, Kathy has aged as well, but she still has her provocative looks and racy sex drive. She is still quite something to behold even though skin sags a bit on the backs of her arms, and her breasts sit a little lower on her chest. Her gorgeous smile, silky white hair, and beautiful legs still combine to create a dazzling image that continues to attract the attention of men of all ages. We don't step out as often, but when we do, Kathy enjoys the attentions of one or more men.
We planned a cruise to Hawaii; a cruise that would have us at sea for more than a few days. We both thought it would be an opportunity for a new adventure. We were right.
Kathy packed her sexiest bikinis, shortest cocktail dresses, and finest lingerie. But it was her pink Ménage a Trois pullover that proved to be the biggest hit. We love the Ménage red wine and the pullover offers a cleaver double entendre. The thin, cotton pullover caught male and female eyes as she made her way to the pool. You could see the shadow of her suit in the right light and it was just long enough to cover her butt.
It was perfect as a cover-up, but Kathy turned it into a fashion statement. She began wearing it around ship as a top. I loved the way her braless breasts bounced beneath the thin fabric when she wore it with her tight jeans. You could just make out the shadow of her nipples in the bright light of the passageways. The white lettering glowed in the lights of the lounges and casino as if it advertised a life style. I knew that it did, but her admires could only wonder and hope.
Luckily, our cabin came with a male steward, Enrico, who was a gorgeous Peruvian stud. Kathy was instantly smitten. I could see her mental wheels spinning when he introduced himself and promised to serve all our needs.
Our second day at sea began with a room service offering of coffee, juice, and sweet rolls. I answered the knock on the door, and Enrico stepped inside with our tray. As he was placing the tray on the vanity, Kathy stepped out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around her wet hair and otherwise naked. "Ooooops," she exclaimed, but the open bathroom door blocked Enrico's exit from our stateroom.
"I didn't realize our breakfast had arrived," Kathy apologized coyly. Yet, she made no effort to cover herself as she stepped into the space already occupied by Enrico.
"You don't mind my lack of dress," Kathy purred as she stroked Enrico's arm.
"No, Miss Kathy, I am comfortable with your willingness to relax in my presence. And, I should add, you are a treat for my eyes."
Kathy leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek as she rubbed his firm buttocks.
"I think I'm going to enjoy this cruise," I blurted out.
Enrico and Kathy laughed while I blushed.
"I will do my best to help you enjoy the cruise Mr. Dennis," Enrico stated as if the appearance of a naked wife was an everyday occurrence.
Kathy did not dress until we had finished our coffee and breakfast treats.
Kathy knows how much it turns me on to watch her flirt and expose herself to other men. Her exhibitionist habits thrill me to no end. I love to watch men react to her exposure and flirting. I love her dearly, and I know how ingrained her behavior has been throughout her life. Watching her become aroused and experiencing an orgasm is better than cumming myself. It is her sheer physical pleasure that I crave.
Some may find me odd or disgusting, but this pleasure has served me well. Heart disease and cancer may have limited my stamina for physical activities, but my desire has only been heightened. I want to pleasure my wife. Sharing her sexual adventures allows us to continue experiencing the intimacies we both enjoy. And, this cruise brought me to a new height for satisfaction.
We dressed for the pool. Kathy selected a bikini and donned her pullover. The addition of high heel sandals sent my mind off into fantasyland. I could not wait to watch the reactions as we climbed the stairs to the pool deck. Yes, we took the stairs, one of the healthy habits that helped her maintain a hot body despite her fifty-some years (well closer to sixty, but most would never guess).
Kathy attracted the eyes of several men who followed her up the stairs. Her bikini bottoms left much of her cheeks exposed, and glimpses of them were revealed beneath the pink pullover as she climbed the stairs. She paced herself purposefully. She chuckled softly beside me very much aware that the men slowed down when she did.
They stopped to wait with her when she bent over to adjust her sandal strap. With one foot up a step above the other, her legs parted to maintain balance, and the pullover rose almost to her waist. I swear I could hear their breathing grow heavier as they watched her bikini bottoms tighten over her beautiful ass. She looked up at me and smiled before rising back up and pulling her top back in place. Then she turned slowly. She looked back at her audience and winked before continuing to climb the stairs. Kathy never ceases to amaze me with how easily she wields her power of sexual attraction over men.
We found lounge chairs somewhat back from the pool in a more secluded area. There were plenty of other sunbathers around us, but families and kids were gathering on the other side of the ship and were now out of sight. Kathy bent over as she slowly smoothed her bath towel over the lounge chair. Then, she pulled her top over her head and looked around while stretching in her bikini. I noticed that a few men watched, as did a sexy blond reclined on the chair beside hers. Kathy lay down on her stomach and asked me to untie her bra straps so she could get an even tan.
About fifteen minutes later, a young Peruvian man introduced himself as Antonio. He was Enrico's assistant, and he asked us if we wanted anything from the bar. He explained that Enrico wanted to be sure we were taken care of while at the pool. I declined by making the excuse that I had to go back to our cabin for my book. Kathy half turned and raised her torso to face him. She made no effort to keep her top in place, and Antonio's broad smile indicated his pleasure with her move. I waited for his return just to see what would happen next.
Kathy sat up to reach for her drink leaving her bikini top lying on the chair. She took her time signing the tab, which allowed Antonio, and anyone else watching, to have a good look at her beautiful breasts. She set the drink down in the space between her chair and the blonde's chair. As she turned back to her stomach, the blond struck up a conversation. I excused myself when Kathy turned on her side to face the blond while sipping on her drink. I was sure I wouldn't be missed.
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Kathy picks up the narrative.
If you read our story about the time I fell in love with Dennis, my husband, then you know I love showing off my body, that I love recreational sex with friends and strangers, and that I like the occasional tryst with women. It's who I am. I guess I was born that way, and I have come to learn that many other men and women share my love of sexual freedom. We don't confuse the love for our partner or spouse with the physical enjoyment of sex. I can't tell you why, but I believe people have enjoyed sex outside of marriage since the beginning of time, and the world has yet to come to an end.
I knew Dennis had created an excuse to leave in order for me to enjoy myself for a while. I was certain he would find a spot where he could watch me from a discrete distance.
I picked my spot because of the sexy blond lady beside me. With no man around, I took a chance that she might be traveling alone. I hoped that she might also be open to a little feminine attraction. I guessed right.
"Hi, I'm Eve," she said as I turned back onto my stomach.
"Kathy," I replied as I raised and turned toward her. I extended my hand and she took it softly into her own.
"Was that your husband who excused himself?"
"Yes."
"Does he enjoy your games?"
