My wife Beth at 45 was still a very attractive woman but at that age and having had two kids, her mid section was a bit heavier than she would have liked.
Our anniversary was due and I asked her what she would like as a present. I was startled by her reply. She wanted a tummy tuck and some liposuction. I assured her she was lovely just as she was, in fact I liked her extra meatiness. But she was adamant; she said it would make her feel better about herself. What could I say to that! Within a month it was all done. She had been looking into it and had all the costs and the 'right' doctor picked out to do it.
The following year we were on holiday and having lots of fun. Beth was drawing lots of admiring glances, and some downright blatant stares, in her very brief yellow bikini. I felt ever so proud of her, knowing all these men were lusting after her.
'See! It was money well spent.' She said. 'It was the best anniversary present you could ever have given me.'
It was obvious she knew the power she had attracting men and she was relishing it. That evening we went to a club for some dancing. She was now dressing in keeping with her new figure. Mini skirt, bare midriff and a wrap around top that showed plenty of cleavage and of course no bra.
As the evening wore on her dancing had become more flamboyant. What with the admiring looks and the wine she was consuming. She did a lot of twirling her short skirt out to show off her thong briefs. She hadn't bothered with stockings as it was quite warm there.
The men at the club were certainly taking an interest in her exhibitionistic displays. I could tell she was getting more and more drunk when she started saying things like 'Look at them, their eyes following me like little puppy dogs. Oh I do love it!'
Then she shocked me when she sat down on the bench seat of our booth and lifted her foot up on the seat, pretending to adjust her shoe. Lots of guys must have got a good view of her barely covered pussy.
She then took a fit of the giggles and rested her head on my shoulder and fell fast asleep. A sure sign she was drunk. I roused her as best I could and at least got her on her feet and walking, though I did have to support her.
It was a lovely balmy summers night. As we walked through the hotel gardens the noise of the Jacuzzi caught her attention.
'I wanna go in the Jacuzzi!' She blurted out, pulling away from me. It was all I could do to catch her before she fell headlong into it.
'You're too drunk!'
'Wanna! Wanna!' She shouted as she started to undo her top, her lovely breasts were soon on display. Her mini skirt followed and she kicked off her shoes. She stood there naked except for her tiny black thong. She looked magnificent.