Anita blinked, yawned wide, and stretched her barely clad body lazily. She felt the hammock sway with her movements and became aware of her surroundings. "Vacations can disorient as well relax you," she mused. She lay quietly and luxuriated in the moment, trying to put her thoughts together.
The hammock, stretched between two eyebolts on the open deck of their beachfront cottage, hugged her closely. Anita relaxed and looked out at the blue water and sandy beach. "Perhaps a cooling dip would feel good after my nap," she thought. "There aren't many others on the beach right now, and Shekhar won't be back from his meeting for another couple of hours."
After a brief struggle, Anita freed herself from the clutches of her hammock, stood on the deck, and tugged the bottom of her brief bikini out of her crack. Her husband, Shekhar, bought her the yellow suit previous week and surprised her with it as he told her that she was going with him to a business conference. The meetings were to last two days, but he arranged to stay longer so that they would have another week of vacation together. Rearranging her suit reminded Anita of their conversation the prior week.
...
Anita was thrilled about the trip, but less enthusiastic about the new yellow bikini. "You know I don't wear two piece suits, Shekhar," she scolded. "It's not proper for a married woman to expose so much of her body in public."
"Don't be silly," Shekhar had retorted. "You still have a beautiful figure and I am proud of how attractive you look. It excites me when I see other men looking at you, did you know that?"
Anita felt herself blush. "No, I didn't realize that you actually enjoy seeing other men ogling me. I'm surprised at you. That's weird, you know."
"I've watched men staring at you many times. You don't even notice how they gaze at you. I'm sure they are wondering what you look like naked, and how it would be to get you in bed. It makes me want you all the more, to see people check you out. Even some women look more than once. I've seen them."
"Shekhar, quit talking like that! You are embarrassing me, and I think all of that is just your horny imagination anyway."
"No, Anita, I'm telling you the truth. Your beautiful face, lithe body, and flawless light skin draw attention all the time, whether you know it or not. You can't hide your beauty, so you might as well enjoy sharing it with the world."
Anita shook her head slowly. "It would be terribly immodest for me to wear these little scraps of cloth on a public beach. I would feel like a naughty exhibitionist and people would get the wrong impression. Don't you agree?"
"No, I don't agree, Anita. We'll be going to a very exclusive resort right on the beach. Many of the other women will probably go topless. I understand that part of our private beach is actually clothing optional. We won't be with anyone from home and we'll probably never see them again, so we can be adventurous for once."
Anita put her hand to her mouth. "Clothing optional? You mean people will be nude on the beach where we're going? What kind of a place are you taking me to?"
"Don't be such a prude, my love. We can go to the resort and do as we please. Others will do as they please. We've never been where so many different cultures intermingle. I think it will be fun to broaden our perspectives and see how others live when on vacation. You'll see. We'll have a great time, and your new suit will not create any scandal. I promise."
Anita shrugged in mild submission, mainly because the plans were already in place and the money spent. "I'll go, but I intend to behave myself and I expect you to do likewise," she replied.
"Okay. You won't have to do anything you don't want to do. I want this to be a memorable vacation, not days filled with arguments and unhappiness," Shekhar responded. "Now, I'd like for you to try on your new suit. I can't wait to see how sexy you'll look wearing it."
"You're just going to have to wait until we are at the resort, my husband. I'll decide then whether or not I'll wear your flimsy little gift."
...
They arrived at the resort at lunchtime. It took the resort's van about thirty minutes to drive from the airport to the resort's entrance. Anita gasped as she caught her first glimpse of the impressive buildings clustered around a wide circular drive. "It's beautiful," she gushed, forgetting her earlier concerns, while Shekhar pointed to the tropical gardens and a tall waterfall.
The couple checked in and learned that their cottage was ready and waiting. "I didn't know we would have our own cottage," she said to Shekhar.
"Well, I told you I wanted this to be a special vacation. I decided to pay extra and get a cottage right on the beach for us. It sounded very romantic," Shekhar added with a grin.
The bellboy, Joe, drove them to their cottage in a converted golf cart and acquainted them with the various controls. The king bed was perched on a pedestal with mirrors as the headboard and another mirror on the ceiling. Anita took a deep breath as she peeked into the tiled bathroom. A huge tub with jets sat in one corner, while a large shower without a curtain or doors filled the other corner.
Joe proudly showed them how to operate the tub jets and winked suggestively at Anita. The room had a small kitchenette, a stocked refrigerator, and a microwave. There is no television and the telephone only works for calls within the resort, the bellboy advised. That way, they would not be disturbed by outside calls or news. The only outside telephone was in the resort's main office, in case of an emergency.
"Everything is included in your daily room fee, so feel free to eat, drink, or use anything you wish. We offer water sports, the pools, the beaches, a library, golf, tennis, spa services, massages, and lots of other 'special' services. If you need anything at all, just call room service and I will make sure you are well cared for," Joe concluded with another wink. Shekhar tried to tip Joe, but Joe refused. "All is included, sir," he said as he backed away. We are well paid and we don't accept additional tips."
Shekhar turned and opened the drapes to view the deck and beach beyond. "Nice fellow, that Joe," he said as Anita began to unpack her suitcase. "Did you notice the way he kept glancing at you, Anita?"
"No, was he looking at me?" Anita replied innocently.
"He sure was. I could tell that he was imagining how you would look lying nude in that big tub. He was eyeing you up and down and you didn't even notice it," Shekhar chuckled.
"You and your oversexed imagination," Anita retorted. "He was just trying to be helpful. The rest is just your fantasy."
"Maybe so, but I enjoy fantasies where someone like Joe gets aroused and undresses you with his eyes. I'll bet he'd love to walk in some day and find you soaking in the tub. He might even join you."
"Me bathing with the bellboy? Not on your life!" Anita huffed. "But, I do feel like trying out our big tub with you. Let's wash off the trip dust. I'm sure that we can both fit in the tub together."
Shekhar went to Anita's side and began to unbutton her blouse. "Yes, I'm sure we will be able to fit. Stand still and let me undress you first while the tub fills. Then, you can undress me."
"Aren't you going to close the drapes?" Anita asked, pointing at the open sliding door.
"Why bother?" Shekhar replied with a grin. "Nobody knows us here, and I don't see anybody outside anyway."
"My, my, you are quite adventurous, aren't you?" Anita purred as her husband slipped her skirt down her slender legs. "I am standing here in my bra and panties with the drapes wide open, and you don't give a damn."
"We can be as adventurous as we want to for the next week or so, and I want to take full advantage of this wonderful resort," Shekhar agreed. "My love, I also want you to know that I am okay with anything you want to do . . . anything at all," he added with a sly grin.
"I told you, I intend to conduct myself properly," Anita replied stubbornly. In spite of her reply, she turned her husband's last comments over in her mind. "Do other men really look at me with lust in their minds?" she wondered. "Does my husband really get aroused when others leer at me? Does he dream of watching me with another man, or another woman? And, why are these thoughts flying around in my mind right now?" Anita shook her head and shivered, bringing herself back to the moment.
"That's fine," Shekhar agreed. "You're the boss, but just remember what I said. While we're here, you are free to indulge yourself and do whatever your heart desires. Now, turn around and let me unsnap your lacy bra for you."
Anita felt her straps slip from her shoulders as Shekhar unsnapped and pushed her bra away to drop onto the floor. The cool air and her exposure caused her brown nipples to harden. Before she could object, he slipped his thumbs into the band of her panties and slid them down and off her shapely hips. Her thin nylon panties fell to her ankles and she realized that she was standing naked, facing the open glass door to their deck. Nobody walked by or looked in, and she experienced a brief moment of disappointment before shaking her head again and turning to her husband.
"Now it's my turn," she told him as she slowly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it from his slacks. Anita hugged her husband's bare chest to her soft breasts and lifted her face to accept his kiss. They enjoyed a lingering kiss, tongues sparring with each other, and then Anita slid down his body to her knees and unzipped his slacks. "You like this don't you?" she teased.
Shekhar's pants fell to his feet, followed swiftly by his briefs. Anita stared at his semi-erect cock and smiled up at him. "Shall I give your buddy a little kiss before we get into the tub?" she asked. As he looked down, Anita put the tip of her tongue on the head and gave it a tentative lick. Next, she kissed the swollen head, leaving a tinge of bright red lipstick on him.
