For those that have never been, Fantasy Fest in Key West can be quite an eye opening experience. Held in late Oct. each year it is sort of a Floridian Mardi Gras. Lots of bare or semi bare flesh and body painting on the female form have become very popular.
This past year my wife and I were able to attend, thanks to her company's owner having reserved all the rooms in a guest house long ago. One of her co-workers had a last minute family emergency and he asked us to take his place. He warned her that the Festival and the company's participation can get quite wild. My wife told me that she insured him that she was more than ready to get a little wild too. The attendee's would be about a dozen couples and a few single men.
Deb and I are both in our 40's with two teens at home. She has managed to work, raise them both and still keep her figure in fine shape. She's 5'5" and about 120 # or less with a still slender waist and very little sag to her breasts. She wears a 34c bra and a size 6 dress, sometimes she can even slide into size 4. I'm 6'2" and after recent dieting got myself almost back to 190.
After flying down through Miami we took a cab to the guest house her company had completely reserved. The accommodations were made up in an L shaped, two story older home that had been divided into very nicely furnished rooms. All rooms opened onto wrap around porches on both levels with a pool in the bend of the L. With a covered bar and with bartender at the other end and privately lushly landscaped grounds it was quite the little tropical paradise.
After checking in and quickly donning lighter attire we joined the cocktail party already in progress by the pool. Deb and on shorts and a sleeves blouse tied at the waist and had, at my urging, left the upper buttons undone showing ample cleavage. She was a little nervous to be showing the cleavage but she was soon relaxed upon observing at most of the other wives were showing similar amounts of skin.
The party was well underway and some of the people were starting to use the pool. I have to admit that I thought the other wives were wearing skimpy bathing suits that they would not normally wear at home. I mentioned this to Deb who responded by asking if she should shop for something a lot more revealing. I eagerly agreed because I had always loved seeing others admiring her still excellent figure.
After a few drinks and snacks she and a couple of other women announced that they wanted to walk the two blocks to Duval St. and do some shopping for some more "appropriate" clothing. Off they went leaving me to relax and watch the scenery.
Later, the girls returned with my giggling and laughing it seemed that they had not only bought some suites and other attire but hut managed to stop for another drink and flirted with some young men at a bar. Deb went to our room to change and returned wearing shorts and a very small bathing suit top that consisted of two triangles barely covering her nipples. She and the other women had even more to drink, laughing like school girls; very tipsy but not sloppy.
The girls were flirting with the twenty-something bartender and dared each other to show him the rest of there suits. Finally Deb took the dare and with a wiggle of her butt facing him she dropped her shorts to reveal the tiniest string bikini bottom I had ever seen. From the rear that she was showing, the only part of the suit you could see was the string across her waist and one string that disappeared between her ass cheeks. Her ass was completely exposed to his, my, and all the others stare. And boy did they all stare; and holler and whistle. And boy did I get an instant bulge in my shorts.
Here was my wife in broad day light with her ass totally bare and as she turned around all that hid her mound was a tiny cloth triangle. One of the other women laughed and said that when they had returned from shopping Deb had needed a quick shaving to wear the suit that they said was called a "Wicked Weasel".
With Deb braking the ice the other quickly stripped down to their suits, small but nothing quite as revealing as Debs. We all jumped into the pool and upon leaving the pool it was discovered, much to the men's delight, that not only was it tiny but Deb's suit became transparent when wet. There was my wife standing at the bar with not only her ass on display but her nipples and slit now exposed. At first I don't think she noticed and when she did, even though she was still tipsy, she blushed a deep red and attempted to cover some with a towel.
However at the urging of me and the rest of the party she didn't. She was now exposed to her co-workers and their spouses, the bartender, and some other wait staff that had appeared. Now I should have stopped it there but I too was feeling no pain and in fact. I was very much interested on how far she would go.
I was lying on a chaise lounge and Deb stretched out next to me with her back against me. This allowed my to nestle my bathing suit covered cock against her bare buns and within a few minutes I was openly fondling her breasts for all to see. Since her tits where pretty much exposed, I thought there would be no harm and I moved her top up and completely exposed her tits to view as I played with them and her erect nipples.
After a few minutes I ask her to get us drink refills and she got up and brazenly readjusted her top strolled over to the bar wearing just the transparent triangles. Though some of the other women were showing a lot of what they had, Deb was the only one exposing herself to that degree. As she stood at the bar some of the other men gathered around flirting and getting closer views.
As she started to return to me the owner and his wife stopped her to chat. The owner, Bob, is in his early 50's and husky and still well muscled and firm looking. His wife, Joann, who looked to be 40 at the most, is very well shaped with a tight tummy and big boobs. She was also wearing a very reveling two piece swim suit that showed off her great ass and showed a huge amount of her sizeable tits. They stood on either side of Deb talking when I saw Bob reach up and fondle both Deb's tits right in front of his wife. Deb had a drink in each one of her hands and couldn't have done much if she wanted too. Joann just laughed and she too reached up and tweaked one of Deb's nipples but only for a couple of seconds. As the three of them separated with Deb returning to me, it was very apparent that Bob was sporting a huge erection in his swim suit and Joann reached down and gave it a big squeeze.
As Deb strolled back I, and everyone else, could see that her nipples were erect and distended ... obviously the public fondling of her breasts had aroused her. When she lay next to me she reached back and gave my erection a very firm squeeze, enough to make me gasp with pleasure. Now it was my turn to fondle her again and I did; playing with her nipples as I kissed her neck and bare shoulders. A number of the group were openly watching me feel her up and made sure that they got a good show with many of the men having bulges in their suits.