I am Ray and I am married to the sweetest wife known to man. Jen has stunning looks, a great body, and her 36c's are to die for. I am the only guy who has ever seen Jen nude except a few doctors who never really saw all of her naked at once. Well, as I said in my previous introduction to Jen and I, she had lead a very conservative life as a pastor's daughter and after I spoke to her about wanting her to please me she quickly agreed to go shopping at the mall and try on swimsuits. It gave me quite the erection just having two store clerks check her out in the very revealing suits.
When we returned home to the mall, I must have thanked her several times for getting me hard as rock. I dropped my drawers to show her my rock hard cock standing straight up and at its full size just under 7 inches.
Jen giggled, and said, "I see your excitement, I noticed it all the way home, I think it's so cute you love me that much."
I told her I was so pleased I could hardly wait to further explore the choices before us regarding sex.
Jen furrowed her brow, and said, "What are you thinking sweetie? you're acting silly."
"Sweetheart, I love you so much I just want to grow our physical relationship. Surely, you know that we are rather dull and predictable and yet we still get all worked up over each other, just imagine what it would be like if we did some of the stuff you see in movies."
"I guess," she said tentatively "but what exactly are you thinking?"
"Well, I am not sure but I want to try some stuff."
Jen seemed a bit hesitant, and started to say, "Well....."
I cut her off by touching her hand to politely interrupt her and I said, "Look honey we have a week's vacation to take and I want to go someplace where they have hot weather and see you out in public in the three suits you just bought." "And, it would be far enough away where we would not know anyone, so what's the harm there?"
The next day, I showed her my plan. We were going to take a trip to a foreign beach resort where they have everything a tourist could want at their disposal and clothing would be sexy and exciting. It was a risqué facility and I had heard some male parishioners who took their wives there and were totally stunned at the liberal behavior of the clientele. I withheld that information from Jen as I figured she would just find out when we got there and I would not make her do anything she did not want to but I figured if it all works out we should have some real adventuresome fun.
Jen agreed and we made all the arrangements and on my advice, we were just taking off for a week with no specific destination so we did not have to explain or give more details.
When we arrived at the resort, Jen could not get over how beautiful it was. We had this luxurious cabana hut that was very nicely appointed with a magnificent bed with wonderful sheets and pillows fit for royalty. There was inside/outside shower where you could rinse off sand before entering the interior bath and shower area on one wall and opposite it there was a first class Jacuzzi with a wet bar adjacent to it. It was definitely not a work area; it was totally devoted to pure comfort and relaxation.
After our cabana boy showed us all the amenities, we settled in and planned our first meal which would be dinner at a plush eatery just 100 yards away in a common area where could meet other guests. Jen selected a flowered Hawaiian dress that was fairly modest but it could not conceal her lovely breasts that jiggled due to the lightly support bra she chose. I went with a tee shirt and shorts, we both wore sandals, mine simple and Jen's bit more stylish as the straps wrapped up her ankle to her lower leg. As we approached the eatery we could see it was open to the weather and wind which created a nice tropical breeze. I noticed a few men watch Jen battle the sand for footing and as she struggled unevenly her breasts were quite the jiggling sight. I was really proud of the looks Jen was getting.
Most of the women there were young and pretty and almost all were dressed more provocatively then Jen. She was a fashion plate and they were generally dressed to get male attention. I don't think there were two bras in the place and Jen had one of them. We had a nice meal and some great tropical drinks served in a coconut with flowers floating in them. They were made of rum and fruit and they were quite tasty. Jen loved hers and I encourage her to have two. I did as well and just after I wolfed down the first one, I could feel the heat in my chest as it was more alcohol than it seemed like.
Our waiter was very focused on Jen. He complimented her on her perfume, her dress, her shoes, and her hair....it was ridiculous and Jen was soaking it all up.
"I really like the service here, they make you feel like you're an honored guest or VIP."
"Yep, that is what they do." I added, it's all part of the package."
Our waiter overheard that remark and he commented, "Don't forget the free welcome massage for first day arrivals, it is the best way to end the long day of travel and enjoy the mood of the island."
"Oh good, that sounds perfect to end the day and get all my aches attended to."
It did sound great and I asked how we get that arranged.
"Oh, not to worry, you just set the coconut on your bed outside the door and your masseur will arrive at midnight."
"That's cool", said Jen, "I can't wait!"
I noted the reference to masseur and I felt a twinge in my groin.
I encouraged Jen to finish her second drink. On the way back to the cabana, we stopped to remove Jen's sandal and she enjoyed the feel of the sand and she was giggling from the alcohol, two was her limit. When we got back to our hut, I noticed the wet bar was well stocked with little alcohol drinks that were inventoried. They were like the airplane drinks. Tiny, but all alcohol and as you removed one from its slot, they would bill you for your usage and replenish. I wanted Jen prepped to be receptive to the massage so I coaxed into drinking one while we waited another 10 minutes for the masseur.
Juan Pablo showed up just as Jen finished her drink. He said to call him JP and that he was here for the free, first night massage. He offered an island massage, a dream massage, or the romantic message. He recommended the dream massage for first-nighters as it was certain to produce a restful sleep.
He instructed Jen to get undressed and return with the robe and just her bra and panties underneath.
Jen took a while as you could hear her fumbling with her clothing and moments later she returned in her short robe. It was also somewhat sheer and you could make out that she was just wearing a bra and panties. JP held up a large cover sheet while Jen removed the robe and laid prone on her stomach as JP covered her from shoulder to knee with the sheet. Jen was fully relaxed and feeling no pain and she had her eyes closed as if she was anticipating sleep.
JP had some oils on a nearby dresser and began to apply it to Jen's shoulders and she immediately was remarking verbally on how great it felt. She was like putty in his hands and JP worked down her arms and back pressing deeper with every minute. He then repeated this pattern with her feet working up to her thighs. As he did, her first folder the top down and then the bottom up until the sheet covered just her ass.
Jen cooed and encouraged JP by telling him how wonderful his hands felt and that all her aches had melted away. JP picked up the pace somewhat and now his hands were pressing down on her panty tops and moving slightly under them to reach her tailbone and he spent some time focused on that spot and I could see her toes curl with each stroke.
JP noticed it as well and he then gave the soles of her feet some deep and brisk attention and as he did so he bet her leg all the way up to meet her upper thighs and he was alternately impacting her panty covered ass as he bounced back and forth on her areas all around her ass. He then began stroking her sides up to her armpits and he reached across her torso and lifted and pulled her far arm up and towards him and it slightly lifted Jen's breast off the table and he had some serious access to the side of her breast covered only by a sheer bra.
Jen seemed oblivious to this intrusion and I had a definite erection and I was shifting uncomfortably with its developing hardness. Moments later, he abruptly stopped. Without thinking, Jen stepped off the table and covering her cleavage modestly, turned to JP and thanked him for the "best massage I ever had."
I gave JP $20 and sent him on his way.
Surprisingly, my modest wife stood there calmly in her underwear as JP departed. She seemed not to notice her puffy swollen nipples were uncovered by her solitary hand. I step behind her and cupped her tits and remarked that they seemed pretty excited. She leaned back against my chest and thrust out her breasts against my hands and I responded by slipping both hand up and under he bra cups totally dislodging them so that I had my hands overflowing with Jen's excited tits. I pinched her nipples between both my thumbs and index fingers and Jen let out a long, slow groan.
