Chapter 1
It was a bright sunny day in the Greek islands and I was lying under the awning looking out over the garden and private pool of our luxury room at the hotel. I had now been in the hotel for a couple of days of our one week break with my wife and was getting to know the grounds and the staff quite well, helped by some liberal tipping -- always goes down well in Greece!!
The pool was superb with a Jacuzzi function and an area of grass with space to lie out. There was a wall around the garden that was covered by dense creepers and shrubs making the whole space quite secluded and we were not overlooked. There was a small door on one side of the garden that we had found out was used by the staff to keep the garden and tend to the pool and of course deliver drinks and food when ordered. There was a bell but they tended to knock and then just come in which could be quite disconcerting at times!
Sitting on the couch I was able to look out at my blonde wife, Chloe, basking on a sunbed, shades on book in hand and drink at her side. She loved the sun and already had a lovely bronze glow. She was lying there topless, taking advantage of the seclusion, and had a lovely pair of 34c boobs oiled up and shining in the sun. She looked great with her well toned abs a reflection of hours of work at the gym. She was wearing bikini bottoms with quite a lot of front and back coverage.
Her bikini bottoms had already been a bone of contention between as I was always trying to get my shy conservative wife to be a bit more adventurous with her bikinis and maybe to try some small thongs. I had persuaded her this holiday to have a complete shave down below, or "Hollywood" as she preferred to call it, as long as I did the shaving and of course licked her to noisy orgasm afterwards -- I wasn't complaining and always enjoyed the task and had made it a daily routine. The "Hollywood" of course in my mind left the way clear to trying a smaller bikini!
I had researched bikinis on the internet. A difficult task for a red blooded male and I can say it was the most enjoyable research I have ever done. I had bought her a tiny "Wicked Weasel" bottom and a ridiculous string concoction that really had no coverage at all but just framed the area. I was not optimistic about getting her to wear either, but was going to give it a try should the right moment present itself. Today I had decided to try for the "Wicked Weasel" bottoms in a lovely orange and was just biding my time.
It was early afternoon and the sun was at its zenith and it was very hot hence me sitting in the shade drink in hand. I got up and walked over to her with the bikini in my hand. She had turned over, briefly perching on the side of her sun bed and casually rubbing her oil into her exposed thighs before lying down again. I couldn't resist caressing her buttocks as she lay before me, with the occasional rub towards her asshole under her bottoms as I know this is something she enjoys and quickly turns her on. She flipped over with the stimulation and presented me with her lovely tits again that appeared to me to be demanding attention.
"What do you want?" she said with a smile on her face.
"I brought you a present," and I gave her the very small package. She took it and looked at it sceptically.
"Not much of it is there??"
"We are in private and it would look very horny. Try it on for me."
"Ok will do," she said and got up a sashayed into the room through the patio doors. I had hoped she would just change out there but you can't have everything!
She returned in a few minutes wearing the new bikini which was all I had imagined i.e. tiny. It barely covered everything but was just decent. It was patently clear that she was fully shaven as you would have to be to be able to wear bottoms that small and you could just make out the crease of her slit if you looked closely -- which of course I was. The back was just a small string diving between her ass cheeks just seeming to emphasise their nakedness.
"Wow," I said. "Looks fantastic."
She smiled at the praise and came and lay down again. I couldn't believe how easy it had been. I went in and grabbed the camera and came out and took a few shots. She was quite amenable and even posed a bit before lying down again and getting back into her book. I retired to the shade and enjoyed the enhanced view for the next hour or so and then thought about getting some drinks.
I asked her if she wanted a drink and she nodded. As I was in party mood and basking in the success of getting her into a miniscule bikini I asked if she fancied some champagne and she was keen. I knew champagne usually got her in party mood and so I went and ordered it from room service on the phone and waited. My wife continued to bask in the sun lying on her back I could see she was getting a little dozy as she had put her book down and though I couldn't see her eyes behind her sun glasses I suspected that they were probably shut.
After about 15 minutes there was the usual "imperceptible" knock at the back gate and in walks the man from room service with a bottle, two glasses, and an ice bucket he has a good look at my wife topless in her "Weasel" suit and then comes and sets the drinks down at the table in the shade with me. I can see my wife is now awake but is stranded out on the sun bed. She didn't know whether to turn over and show off her ass cheeks or just stay as she was. I felt quite horny as the man from room service was surreptitiously glancing over trying to get a good look at her all the time and I found it quite provocative. I chatted to him, deliberately delaying him to prolong her agony, finding out his name was Marco and he was from Poland. He asked if I would like the bottle opened and I decided to let him. Normally I would have done it myself. He poured two glasses and I tipped him generously and while my wife pretended to be asleep gesticulated to him that he should take one glass over to her. He picked up the glass and walked over to her lying on her back his eyes raking her near naked body and offered her the glass she told him just to put it down on the table becoming quite flushed at the time. He turned grinned at me and left.
As soon as the gate shut she jumped up grabbed her glass and came over to me.
"You bastard you did that on purpose I am so embarrassed did you see him looking at me."
I laughed saying, "Let's drink to a great view."
She stuck her tongue out at me but had a drink.
"At least we know one thing, he shares my opinion of the bikini. He likes it!"
She acted annoyed but I think was secretly flattered and certainly flushed and interestingly she hadn't rushed in and changed the bikini and was now sitting, quite relaxed, beside me.
"Did you think he was good looking?" I asked her.
"He was bloody gorgeous. That only made it worse."
We drank the champagne slowly and I stroked her legs gently as we sat there. I then playfully dragged her inside and made passionate love to her finding that her bikini bottoms were soaked and she was very hot and horny I egged her on and teased her about her admirer and it just seemed to get her hotter -- was I on to something??
That night we went out and Chloe seemed to enjoy herself and actually wore quite a revealing top for her. When we got back to the room we had a late swim and then into bed where she was quite forward again and I started to tease her saying you fancied Marco didn't you she denied it at first but in the throws of a noisy orgasm admitted that she found him very attractive. She then fell asleep beside me. I lay there thinking. I had obviously started something and now just needed to work out how to move things on and see if I could really explore my wife's horizons and get her to lose some or even all of her inhibitions.
Chapter 2
The next morning was fine and clear as usual. I got up as Chloe lay asleep and said I was going to walk to the local shop and get some water and a newspaper and would be back in half an hour she just murmured and I left her dozing in the bed. I picked up the paper at a small shop on the hotel site and went to the nearby coffee bar and ordered a latte and went and sat down and started to read the paper.
After 5 minutes my coffee arrived and I realised it was Marco from the day before I chatted with him again and he seemed quite nervous. I wasn't sure why and then after a while discovered that he thought I might be annoyed about him not knocking the day before and was worried I would report him to the management. He also had patently been enjoying the view of my wife that him not knocking had provided and thought he would be in trouble if it came to the attention of his boss. It as a very good hotel and they obviously had very high standards.
I reassured him asking if he had enjoyed the view. It seemed odd discussing my wife like this with another man but was also a turn on as I was very proud of her. He admitted that he found her very attractive and that her suit had been very provocative. I said that he should bring me another coffee in 10 minutes and that I wanted to talk to him further I was having an idea.
In ten minutes he dutifully came back and I told him he was safe as long as he would do something for me I suggested that he try and bring all our drinks in future and that I would ask him to provide "other services" -- I guaranteed that he would enjoy these and that I would pay him well at the same time.. After I had given him an outline of my plan and he had agreed smiling and nodding. I walked back to the room with a smile of my own starting to look forward to the afternoon.
When I got back to the room Chloe was up and already out on the sun bed by the pool and I was surprised and excited to see that she had put the Wicked Weasel micro bottoms on of her own volition. I went over and greeted her telling her how hot she looked and rubbed oil into her back and bum for her again enjoying the sensation of my oiled hands sliding over her tanned firm flesh. I then told her to turn over and rubbed oil into her firm tits paying special attention to her nipples squeezing and pulling them gently. I then moved my hands along the edges of her bottoms getting some soft moans of approval.
"I don't want you to burn. This oil will need to go on regularly."
"Well I am certainly enjoying getting it rubbed in."
I laughed and went to wash the oil off my hands before diving into the pool to cool down.
At about midday we went for a leisurely lunch and a bottle of white wine, Chloe just pulling a short skirt over her thong and slipping on a top to go out. I teased her over lunch about the size of her thong and the length of her skirt and she took it in good stead. We then made our way back to the pool and lay out again. I suggested another bottle of white wine.
She said, "Ok, but I will have to change this time." I persuaded her not to and told her just to lie on her front. She wasn't that happy as her bum would be on clear view but agreed with a little persuasion. I told her she was getting quite naughty and she seemed to secretly like this. I went and ordered the wine hoping all would go according to plan and sat back and waited.
