Lyle and Anna were almost too busy to get married, let alone take even an abbreviated honeymoon, so when his firm insisted that he clear some fifteen years worth of both accumulated annual leave and long service leave he felt suicidal at the prospect of enforced idleness due to an exclusive contract with them. A less than satisfactory alternative was a trip with Anna on her long overdue familiarization visits to the many resorts with which her travel agency did business. He wasn't an outdoor type, but with his laptop for company he was fairly sure that he could survive this idle time for a while. Besides, they were only liable for his air fares; a minor proportion of the total cost.
Being childless, they had no need to make arrangements in that direction. Before being married Anna had undergone tubal ligation and Lyle a vasectomy at her insistence. Her sister had ballooned following childbirth, becoming what Anna saw as a human cow with no other reason for being than to provide sustenance to her screaming offspring. Lyle didn't particularly fancy being a father, with all the attendant inconvenience and unpleasant odors, so he went along with her wishes.
During the flight north they sat beside a couple a year or two older than they, similarly childless and heading for the same destination. Anna found Kay to be the type of well- spoken, elegant woman with whom she preferred to associate, but her husband Toby had social shortcomings which she saw as a barrier to their becoming friends. He drank beer, very much a lower-class beverage, used double entendre and sarcasm, while apparently holding a disrespectful view of all those around them. She was quite mortified to hear Lyle chuckle at Toby's comparison of a full-figured, horsey-looking flight attendant with a Clydesdale his uncle had once owned. As if that wasn't enough he went on to tell them that she had a second job jump-starting the aircraft each morning at the airport. Anna kept her distaste to herself.
On reaching the island they discovered they'd been allotted neighboring, chalet-style apartments and, after unpacking their luggage, Toby persuaded Lyle to join him in signing up to sailboarding lessons while the ladies walked around the resort to see what was might be of interest to them.
Most females there seemed to have few inhibitions about displaying most, if not all, of their chests to the gaze of the world at large. The older women there were most commonly bare-breasted or covering their bosom with garments that concealed no more than a muslin singlet and, despite the signs telling guests that it was not acceptable to swim or sunbathe nude, a large proportion chose to ignore that direction while the management seemed unwilling or unable enforce it.
Kay was clearly excited at the prospect of displaying her trim figure to an appreciative audience in a permissive environment, but Anna felt like a fish out of water at all the casually exposed breasts and sex organs within view, particularly all those dark, oiled penises which appeared so threatening in their semi-tumescent state. From the body language of many of the female patrons she gained the distinct impression that they weren't exactly averse to the idea of accommodating the odd, unacquainted male sex organ on an entirely recreational basis, causing her to wonder what possessed her to come there. She'd never be able to even talk about that sort of thing, let alone become involved in it, so decided to talk to Lyle about moving on to the next destination on their itinerary.
They went for drinks before dinner and found Toby alone at a table.
"Kay suddenly had the need to change," he told them with a wink, another thing she found distasteful.
She turned up a moment later and Anna discovered, to her horror, that she could see Kay's bare buttocks and nipples through her sheer black, lycra, tube dress. The men at the bar unashamedly ogled her all the way from the door to the table, Kay's flushed face and self-conscious expression testifying to her knowing the effect she'd had on them, leaving Anna to wonder why Kay needed to act like that. When she looked at Toby to see a look of rapture and admiration on his face, her query was partly answered. The other part she got from the look of unabashed, naked lust on her husband's visage as he all but drooled while staring at Kay, making it obvious that he wouldn't need asking twice to try her sexual charms and her quite jealous. He'd once been very keen on looking at her physical charms and groping her intimate parts, but she had cured him of that by setting aside a weekly period of half an hour to clear that sort of activity from his system so that they could concentrate on the more important matters in their lives. Over the past couple of years they'd only managed a single sexual interlude and she started to worry over her need to masturbate as his sexual needs seemed to diminish.
There was no opportunity to discuss their moving on in any meaningful way that night as Lyle was happy and well lubricated with the singing syrup, while Anna felt rather more at ease than she had for some time. The need to leave seemed to have evaporated and her only real disappointment was lying in the dark diddling her clitoris as her spouse snored softly beside her. She wanted a good shagging from him, but had been unable to just ask him. He wouldn't have thought to ask in view of her lack of interest in the matter during recent months.
Having spent so much time not thinking about physical love, Anna was quite surprised at what seemed to be a sudden change in her attitude to sex and to making what she saw as a spectacle of herself in the way that Kay had done. For no reason that she was conscious of she wanted to feel guys' eyes on her body in the lustful way that they'd ogled Kay, wondering whether Lyle would stare at her like that. Her mind returned to the fantasy which she hadn't enjoyed since university; a masked rapist-burglar pinning her to the bed as he'd had his way with her in a very strong manner that brooked no resistance, but gentle despite that.
'If only he'd come for me now,' she thought, still diddling her clitoris, experiencing an almost frightening degree of sexual desire. 'Or any guy, really.'
The boys had long gone to their sailboarding classes when Kay appeared in her doorway.
"We had our first nooky in three months," Kay told her happily. "A really satisfying fuck it was too."
Anna didn't normally like to hear people using the f-word, but it seemed appropriate in the context of their present conversation.
"God! It's nearly a year since we last did it. Now I find myself with the hots for any guy who might like to fill the void, so to speak."
She went on to describe the sudden onset of her sexual epiphany after the avoidance of intimacy with Lyle for so long.
"That happened to me too, but I was lucky. Toby is still an enthusiastic shagger and we're back into it now, although I suspect that he found relief in the arms of another."
"And you don't care?"
"Well, I would if I didn't intend to have a little on the side myself. He dared me to try a free-loving holiday and, despite my protestations, I will probably give it a whirl, just to see where the grass is greenest."
Anna was aghast at the other woman's easy-going attitude to adultery.
"It's easy to fantasize over," she told Kay. "But there's no possibility of my actually putting out for any odd guy. I'd just die of embarrassment if it was suggested. I don't know how you can even consider it."
"It's the dare. He'd like to see me with another guy, he says, so I think I might just let that occur, but not in the way he hopes."
Anna felt like a rat staring into the mesmeric eyes of a snake, unable to move in her fascination, but knowing that she'd stick around with Kay until the dreadful climax. She thought she wanted to move as far from her as she could possibly manage, but was drawn to her new friend by the magnetic pull of her curiosity about how far the other would really go with her project.
"I reckon we might be a bit overdressed in these bathing suits," Kay told her on observing a mass of bare boobs on public display. "I think I'll see what they have in the bikini shop back there."
Anna followed along as Kay tried on several extremely scanty bikinis that barely covered her nipples and left her lovely tanned buttocks entirely naked. She settled on a lime green one before seeing to Anna's needs, finding her an iridescent blue bikini to contrast with her gold hair and which concealed no more of her lithe body than her own. It also covered only part of her severely trimmed pubic hair, so they went back to Kay's chalet to use a new depilatory gel that left them with only a few sparse hairs at the crest of their pubic mounds.
As they strolled back to the beachfront Anna was glad she wasn't quite as well stacked as some other women there, her mammary movement enough to make her feel self-conscious about it while Kay strutted as if she wanted every-body to look at her body. They had a couple of drinks and lunch together in a cafe before heading back to their own chalets where Anna found her spouse stretched out on their bed asleep from his morning's exertions.
She couldn't sleep and went back to the beach where she found Kay reading alone with her top off, hesitating for a moment before baring her own bosom to lie on her back beside her friend.
"A guy just asked me for sex. He thought he liked the look of you too. He thinks a threesome would be nice."
"Who?" asked Anna, surprised at her own wanting to know, instead of disdaining to even reply to that kind of suggestion. "I hope you put him in his place."
"Yeah," she chuckled salaciously. "I told him I'd think about it and then let him know."
"You didn't!"
"I did. And I said I thought you were suffering from a dearth of dick too. He just wants to help, himself mainly."
"I'm sure he does," Anna responded dryly. "But the mere thought of having sex with any man besides Lyle fills me with utter dread. It really makes me cringe. Anyway, how can one man think he can satisfy two women? It's impossible."
"He reckons he's a real stayer. Says he regularly has it off in a menage-a-trois during the day."
"Regularly?"
