The breeze off of the ocean was the perfect temperature to compliment the heat from the sun and the coolness of the beer in my hand. Sitting in a lounge chair next to the pool of our resort, I thought that nothing could make this day better...
My wife Alex and I had come down to Mexico for a week to get away from our hectic, day-to-day lives in Los Angeles. We both have demanding professions and since our marriage five years ago, we've spent more time working with our colleagues than with each other. Our relationship had not suffered dramatically from our inattention; our sex lives were good but we hadn't had the same spark that drew us together in the first place.
Alex was sitting next to me in another chair, drinking a margarita and drowsing on and off. Since I met her at the age of 23 she hasn't appeared to have aged at all...still 5'2", 105 lbs, brown hair, brown eyes and a body that reflected daily trips to the gym. She was wearing a bikini she bought for the trip, a simple black two-piece. The top was molded directly to her 34C breasts and was stretched taut. The bottom was a thong, cut low in the front to about an inch above her pubic area and with only a string back. Her skin is naturally a light brown so the sun was just putting the final touches on her body.
"Having a hard time staying awake? Maybe you need another drink to keep you alive?" I asked her to keep her from slipping into a nap.
"You're right, we're here to enjoy each other and I'm spending it sleeping! I'm going to jump in the pool, want to come?" she replied.
"No, I'm feeling pretty comfortable...on your way back, stop by the bar and grab me another beer."
In reality I was looking forward to sipping a beer and watching my wife's ass as she walked over to the pool. Even more, I had a suspicion that her bikini was going to be even tighter on her skin once she got it wet. She had a mild exhibitionist streak and I was sure that she'd put on a show when she got out of the pool. She also knew I was a degenerate and appreciated her natural sex appeal whenever I got a chance to see it.
I watched as Alex got up from the chair, adjusted her bikini bottom, stretched her entire body and walked towards the pool about 25 feet away. As she walked towards it, I glanced around at the other guests at the pool. The resort was fairly small with only about 50 rooms and was expensive, making it somewhat exclusive. The other guests we had run into so far seemed to mostly be young and middle-aged couples with a smattering of older people. We hadn't really spoken to anyone else at length and were just keeping to ourselves.
Alex slipped into the pool and began to wade around, floating on her back and generally just enjoying the water. As she was oblivious and enjoying the sun, floating on her back, I noticed a young black man get out of his lounge chair across the pool. As he stood up I couldn't help but notice how fit he was and in general was a very attractive guy, about six feet tall and at least 180 pounds. I go to the gym 3-4 times a week and I'm in good shape but he was definitely better looking than I. He was wearing some regular bathing trunks and walked over to the pool. As he lowered himself in, Alex glanced over briefly. I couldn't tell from my perspective what her expression was but I noticed that she seemed to hold her glance for longer than usual.
I stayed where I was on the chair and thought I'd see where this went. After a couple of minutes the man swam over to Alex and they started talking to each other. She stopped floating on her back and stood up in the water, about 4' of it. I couldn't hear what was being said but by the way his eyes kept looking at her chest and her laughs, it seemed like they were hitting it off. A little pang of jealousy went off in my chest but I ignored it and decided to just relax and enjoy the vacation; after all, that's what we were here for anyway, right?
As the conversation went on my wife began to get more flirtatious with him, gently touching his shoulder occasionally. They were now standing much closer to each other as well, close enough that her breasts were almost touching his chest at times. As I watched them, I noticed that he really was in great shape, not a body builder but definitely very fit. Alex seemed to be appreciating his physique as well as I watched her touch his arms and once even slap his chest playfully.
After about 20 minutes, she seemed to say goodbye and walked over to the edge of the pool facing my chair. As she raised herself out, the guy obviously was interested in seeing the bottom half of her body and watched as she stood up, stretched and started walking towards the bar to the right of the pool. Her bikini fabric was so thin that you could clearly see her nipples and even the faint outline of her labia. She knew that he (and I) were watching her and made sure that she sauntered over slowly to the bar. As she got there and sidled up to the bar, looking at her ass with just the string thong was a sight of pure heaven. Any thoughts of jealousy were gone as I grew a solid erection.
She finally got a beer and a margarita and made her way back to our chairs.
"So, it looks like the pool woke you up?" I asked her as she sat down.