My wife, Meghan, and I were in our early 20's when we went to spend the week at her father's condo on the big island of Hawaii. We had been happily married for a couple of years and were enjoying the time before kids started to arrive. It was December, but the weather was warm and beautiful there. We found that there was a large hot tub a couple of blocks down that was still part of the condo complex. So we decided to take advantage of that after dark one night.
My wife was a beautiful petite young woman. She was a former Catholic schoolgirl with all the innocence that implies. But when we began to be physically intimate, I think we were both surprised by the raging passion and desire that she had. She was insatiable, and I enjoyed every minute of it. She was also willing to try just about anything.
She was about 5'4" and weighed 120 pounds. What attracted me to her the most were her dazzling green eyes and the masses of dark curls that poured down over her shoulders. Since she was petite, she only had 34B breasts, but they were firm and perky and I just loved to suck on her deliciously hard nipples that would point straight out when aroused.
That night, we changed into our swimming suits and walked down to the hot tub. Meghan was wearing the string bikini that I'd bought her. It was colored like the American flag and snuggled tightly against her hot ass and pussy. The top was just a couple of triangles that held her tits perfectly.
We relaxed in the hot tub and just talked for a half hour or so. It was a beautiful night and the water was just the right temperature so that we could stay in it as long as we liked. Being who we were, it wasn't long before our hands began to roam over each other. As always, she had me hard in less than a minute and was rubbing her hand along my shaft in my swimming suit.
"Since we're alone and no one else can see us," I asked, "how about if I take my suit off and you can keep doing that?"
"Ooooh, what's the matter, do you want me to make you cum out here in public?" Meghan teased. "Is your hard cock wanting me to touch it?"
"Always!"
I lifted my butt off the seat, and she quickly shucked my swimming suit down my legs and off of me, setting them on the side of the hot tub next to us.
I would have loved for us both to be naked, but it was outside in technically a public place (although there was no one around), and Meghan's inhibitions weren't quite ready for the possibility of being caught. But that was okay. First she straddled me, facing away, and began to rub her ass along my cock. That was just exquisite torture.
Then she turned around and straddled my legs and grabbed my cock in her soft right hand. I was now looking right into her gorgeous green eyes that were sparkling and she gave her secret little smile that she only gave to me. Slowly, oh so slowly, she began to pull up and down on my shaft. I could tell that this was really getting her hot as well as her nipples were poking out at the material of her bikini top. They really wanted to be sucked on, even though the mind behind them was still playing it safe.
This only continued for a minute or so before we suddenly heard the rattle of the fence gate. Meghan's eyes went wide and I whipped my head around to see that two other young guys had just entered the area and were heading our way. They were also in swimming trunks and it was obvious that they were planning to join us in the hot tub.
Quickly, and as inconspicuously as she could, Meghan slid off my lap and sat next to me instead. She then ducked down to immerse her breasts under the bubbly water to try to hide her pointy nipples. Meanwhile, I was trying to grab my swimming trunks and get them back on under the water. My feet kept getting tangled up in the mesh lining and the water jets kept pushing them up to the surface so that I couldn't get my legs in.
By this time, they had arrived, and I surreptitiously just held them over my crotch. Because of the bubbles, you couldn't see anything clearly under the water anyway.
"Hi, do you mind if we join you?", the taller guy asked.
"Not at all," Meghan and I both parroted.
It was unclear if they had any suspicions of what they had interrupted, but they pretended to have not noticed anything to avoid embarrassing us. They put their towels aside and then slid into the hot tub with some groans of appreciation.
We all introduce ourselves and started to get acquainted. Again, the taller guy spoke first.
"Hi. My name is Nicholas and this is my partner, Jose." Suddenly, you could see on his face that he had just realized what he had said. "Oh wait, that's not the way it sounds. We're just work partners. We work construction together." We all had a good laugh about that.
Nicholas and Jose definitely looked the part. Both were well-muscled and had amazing tans. Meghan and I were definitely on the paler side as we didn't spend a whole lot of time outdoors in Boston, Massachusetts, where we were living at the time. They both had rugged good looks and were very easy going. Jose was Mexican and a bit on the short side. About the same height as Meghan. But he had very broad shoulders and some piercing brown eyes. He didn't speak much, but his English was flawless with only a hint of an accent. He was just a quieter guy. Both were around our age.
We all got along very well and spent a half hour or so swapping stories about our lives. As both of them were single, they were curious about our married life. We then moved on to their love lives. Nicholas had recently been dumped by his girlfriend who had met another guy (who had a lot more money, according to Nicholas). And Jose had never been in a serious relationship.
I could tell that both were checking Meghan out, and of course, I couldn't blame them. A beautiful young girl in a bikini in the hot tub with you...well, a guy's going to start wondering what was under the surface of the water.
I think Meghan noticed as well and was enjoying the attention. She subtly reached over and drifted her fingertips up and down my cock. Well, I figured that turnabout is fair play. My hand wandered over to her under the water and I slowly began caressing her tight stomach and then lower to caress her puffy pussy lips through her swimming suit. After a minute or so, I noticed that she began to squirm a little with her legs.
"I've got to admit," Nicholas stated, "I'm quite jealous of you guys. You're obviously very much in love and I wish that I could find someone like you Meghan. Someone I couldn't keep my hands off. Just like you two were before we showed up." And he gave a devilish grin.
"Oh....so you did notice what was going on, huh?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm really sorry man. But I didn't know how we could turn around gracefully, so I thought it'd be best to just keep coming over."
"Well, that's okay," Meghan threw in, "he can wait a bit."
"I can?" I joked with her.