Love is a many Splendored thing.
Believe it or not, I was a virgin when I got married to Jennifer and I knew she was not! We had courted for two years. We had had many heavy petting sessions. She had even given me blowjobs, but we had not fucked and this it seems two years down the track is a problem. I say its not, she says it is. Things came to a head when we were planning a late holiday. Jennifer insisted on a holiday in Ibiza that sexy island in the Mediterranean. I had wanted Rome and Pompeii, culture and all that. She wanted Sun, Sea and Sand.
On our first night, we were seated at a table for 10 and all the other couples were in our age group. All from similar situations, all recently married, all without kids and here for a good time. The company was stimulating to say the least! The after dinner dance to music provided by a DJ was stimulating and as we bade our new found friends good night I got a surprise kiss from the gorgeous redhead who had been sat on my right. I tried to resist but the warm willing flesh was almost irresistible. I broke off the embrace and was sure I was blushing. "See you by the pool in the morning," said the redhead to Jennifer.
Our lovemaking that night was better than usual; I put it down to the booze and the holiday atmosphere. As we lay in each other's embrace afterwards I was aware that Jennifer had not drifted off to sleep, as was her usual post-coital response. I ventured a question. "What's up Doll", well she was a tiny 5 foot to my six foot two.
"Nothing Honey just thinking or rather fantasizing"
"Jesus about what?" I was instantly alert.
"Nothing really just drifting, the redhead is very nice and she sure likes you. I saw you wanted to kiss her back and I was just thinking...'
"Jennifer. She kissed me and short of punching her out I had to submit a little. Yes she is nice and yes I liked being kissed by a stranger, but I do not mean to make a habit out of it!"
"Oh Michael I was not being jealous, I actually liked how you reacted. It made me feel very secure and very much loved. You were obviously enjoying the kiss and did not want to hurt her feelings. You were really, really gentle with her and there is no way I could be offended by what you or she did. I was just drifting; you know thinking about us and then her and then us again."
"What do you mean dear?" I asked.
"Well it is a long while since you reacted to a kiss from me like that. I know she surprised you so perhaps that's what I mean, our relationship has gone a bit flat."
"Jennifer we have just made love and we both had a good climax how do you define FLAT."
"I do not know honey. I was just thinking about how you reacted to the redhead's kiss, what's her name?"
"Rebecca, I think."
"See you even remember her name. I know she touched a nerve and I wish I could."
"Jennifer sometimes you talk such rubbish. She surprised me and I broke the embrace as soon as I felt appropriate without hurting her feelings or yours. She was a little drunk and so was I. It did not mean anything to me, nothing at all. Can we go to sleep now pet?"
"Goodnight Honey."
My darling wife rolled over and we played spoons as we fell asleep.
We woke when the travel alarm buzzed and got ready for breakfast nothing was said about the previous evening, but after breakfast when we were getting our swimming costumes on for our first 30 minutes in the Mediterranean sun Jennifer said "Honey Do you think the Redhead will look as good as me?" I turned to look; I was just stepping into my trunks one leg in one out. Jennifer was stood the other side of the bed in the briefest bikini that ever was! Three, two inch, by two inch, triangles of almost flesh colored material! "Good God where did you get that and is it legal to go around like that?" I spluttered and fell over, fortunately landing on the bed. Jennifer laughed.
"Cause it is, this is Ibiza." There are lots of nude beaches where you are NOT allowed to wear anything! Any sort of cover is Ok over the rest of the island. I could go shop in this!"
"Where would you keep the money?" I got out as I regained my feet and pulled up my Speedos, which were I admit brief but at least covered my crack. I clocked Jennifer's as she turned to put a string of beads round her neck.
"Here is all we need for cash today I'm buying the drinks."
I remembered the string of popper beads we had received when we checked in at the hotel. They could be exchanged for just about anything at the resort complex.
"You did say nude and from the back that's exactly how you look now. All you have on looking from here is a few bits of string."
"Yes not much for a moth to feed on is there. There is a poolside bag with suntan lotion in the bathroom, hurry up lets go."
So Jennifer, in her almost nude look and I went out into the hotel corridor onto the lift and down across the pool basement exit. Several other couples were in the lift and no one raised an eyebrow, though I saw a few men nudge their female companions, as six couples joined the lift on its way down. Jennifer seemed oblivious at the second looks her costume extracted. We strolled round the pool and found a bunch of loungers with reserved on them.
"These are ours." said Jennifer plunking down on the middle one of eight or nine sun loungers just opposite the pool steps from the deep end.