Special thanks to blendedbeauty for editoring assistance
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My name is Andy and I'm 28 years old. My wife Elaine is a 25 year old brunette. She's not very tall, only 5'4" but has a perfect body: 36-24-36, long legs and a perfect ass. I can say that she is very attractive. Our relationship started in college. After dating for three years, we decided to get married, which was around two years ago. She was a shy girl and I was the second guy in her life. She was still a virgin when we met, which I was proud of. We've always been a perfect couple. We hadn't even had a single fight, until last summer.
Last July, we went to a holiday resort for the weekend. It was not a luxurious place, but nice anyway. We were expecting a perfect two days, but the problem was, we had a fight the day just before our arrival. Yes, it was our first fight. The subject was her friends at the office, especially the male ones. We were working at the same company, but in different departments. It was my third year at the company when she started working there and at first we were spending our lunches together. However, she made friends in time, and eventually spent her time with them. Since she's so attractive, guys at the office were always trying to be around her, which bothered me and she accused me for being too jealous.
We didn't talk much during the ride. We were still angry at each other when we arrived the resort late in the Friday evening. We were both tired and went directly up to our room. As we were preparing to go to the bed, she brought up our fight once again.
"I don't understand why you're doing this!" she said, and the conversation went on for almost half an hour after this first sentence. Finally, she repeated that I was overreacting.
"You're jealous, because you don't trust me!" she said.
"Don't be ridiculous." I replied. "I do trust you."
"So why are you jealous?"
"I'm not. How many times should I say this? I just don't like the guys!"
"So, you're saying, you're not jealous?"
"Of course I'm not!!" I yelled.
"Well..." she said and stopped. After a little pause she went on.
"If you can convince me that you're not jealous and that you always trust me, then I'll keep them away, ok?"
I didn't understand what she meant and was puzzled, since I did not know how to prove my trust to her but I took the offer anyway.
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We woke up early the next day, and after breakfast, we went to the poolside. It wasn't very crowded this time of the day and those present were still sleepy. People barely noticed us. Elaine was sitting on the edge of a lounge as she offered suntan lotion to me.
"Would you put this on my back, honey?" she asked.
"Sure!" I said.
She turned her back and while I was applying the lotion, she began to unfasten her bikini top.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I'm gonna sunbathe." she said.
"Topless?"
"Yes, is there a problem?" she said and took it completely off. "Are you jealous?"
I looked around to see if there are other topless gals at the poolside but my wife was the only one. She was testing me.
"No, of course not." I said trying to hide my anger. She seemed like she didn't care about the people around but it was obvious that she now has been the center of attention and everyone was stealing glances at her.
Stay calm. I chided myself. There's no one here who knows us.
We sunbathed, and swimmed and spent a few hours there by the pool. She was topless during all these events. In addition to infuriating me, the situation also somehow aroused me.
In the afternoon, we went to the seaside. Once again she remained topless and started reading a book as I closed my eyes trying to sleep. After a while, she said that she was thirsty. I went to the bar at the poolside to get us a couple of drinks. When I returned, I saw a man talking to my wife.
"Hey, honey," she said, "this is John Silverman."
"Who the hell is this bastard?" I thought, but politely greeted him while giving Elaine her drink. The man didn't seem quite happy to see me but greeted me back.
"He's the publisher of the book I read." Elaine said.
"Really?"
She nodded and then kept talking to the guy. The man was in his forties but was in good shape and had a muscular body. He said that he had divorced recently and having a short vacation after the trials. The conversation went on no more than five minutes but during all this time, John was casting furtive glances at my wife's tits, and she didn't care. She was so relaxed, it was as if she were fully clothed.
That night, we went to a bar, ordered drinks and sat down at a small table. We drank, listened to music and chatted there. It was fun, until we spotted John there, too. He had a big glass of beer in his hand and was looking for a table to sit. Before I could say anything, Elaine waved and invited him to our table. He greeted us and gladly sat down at our table.
The music wasn't loud and we made small talk. I quickly realized that John was trying to get closer to my wife and obviously flirting with her. She didn't evade his advances. I figured she did this on purpose, just to punish or test me. Gradually I was excluded from the conversation. They were chatting and laughing. Occasionally she glanced at me, but never let me say anything before she went back to chatting with John.
His interest in my wife and her attitude drove me insane with jealousy, but I couldn't say a word. The only thing I could do was drink, so I drank a lot that night. I was drunk, and a little loud but I remember what happened. I could barely stand, as we were heading back to our room. Elaine and John helped me to walk. Once we got to our room, John said good night and left. I knew that Elaine was mad at me, but she said nothing. She helped me change my clothes and went to sleep.
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I was alone in the bed when I woke up on Sunday. It was almost noon. I didn't feel good, and had a terrible hangover. I called her name a few times but she wasn't in the room. Then I got up and looked down out the window. She was there, sitting toples, as John was applying lotion on her back. He took his time and slowly massaged my wife's back and shoulders. From what I could see, occasionally he touched the sides of her breasts from behind.
I had a desire to run down there, but on the other hand I wanted to see what they'd do. To my relief, Elaine said something to John, smiling, and took the lotion from him. She started to apply the lotion on her legs. I quickly found my swimsuit, put it on and ran down to the poolside. They were sitting and talking as she saw me from a distance. As I approached, she waved, smiling.
"Good morning, sleepyhead!"
"Good morning."
"Come on, sit here." she said gesturing to the empty lounge next to her.
"Morning Andy." said John grinning. I nodded as I passed by.
John seemed be want to be around us all the time now. He wasn't ashamed anymore to look directly at my wife's tits. He got on my nerves, but I felt my hands were tied. I was a mere tool in Elaine's hands. She was using John to provoke me but I couldn't do anything about it. Surprisingly, he left us alone before lunch.
"John said the sauna was great here." Elaine said during lunch. "So I agreed to meet him there at three o'clock."
"What?" I asked incredulously. "I don't like the sauna. I don't wanna go there!"
"Ok." she said. "You can lay at the seaside. No problem."
"Will you go anyway?"
"Of course. It's quite refreshing. Besides he promised to give me a massage. He said he has magic fingers."
Since I didn't want her to be alone with this bastard, I decided to go there with her.
We arrived there at the promised time. There were 2 big dressing rooms, one for men and one for women and there were also some little rooms with showers, for up to four people. She took the key of one of these little rooms. Once we entered the dressing room, I removed my clothes and was putting my swimsuit on.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm putting on my swimsuit, as you can see."
"No, no. Take it off." she said and gave me a towel to wrap around my waist.
"What?"
"That's the way."
I did as she told me and she did the same. She took her clothes completely off and wrapped a towel around her body. Then we entered the sauna. John was waiting for us there and there were also two other men inside. The room was misty but I could see that one of them was completely naked, hiding his penis just with his hands on his lap and the other one had a towel wrapped around his waist like me and John. Both of them were maybe in their fifties.
"Hi John!" said Elaine.
"Hi," he answered.
I sat next to John but he moved away.
"Come on, sit here." John said to Elaine.
Elaine smiled and sat between us. We talked a little.
"It's too hot in here." she said.
"That's why they call it sauna.", John quipped.
She smiled and then slowly peeled her towel down. In an instant, all eyes were on her. My gorgeous wife was exposing her fantastic tits through the steam to these strangers. She leaned back and closed her eyes. The men didn't bother trying to hide their appreciation for Elaine's body. I could see the naked one slowly rubbing his dick. John was also in heaven. He unabashedly put a hand on my wife's knee, and his elbow occasionally touched her tit. I could see the bulge on his lap. Of course I had an erection, too.
After a while Elaine said,"I can't stay anymore."
"Yeah, let's get outta here." I agreed.
"We've only begun to sweat." John said.
"That's enough for today." I replied.
"What about that massage?" asked Elaine. "I arranged a private room, as we discussed."
"Well, let's meet there in 15 minutes then." John said.
"Ok, we're in room 3."
A massage... I didn't like this idea but I couldn't do anything to stop it. We headed back to the dressing room. Once we got in, she removed the towel around her body and went into the shower, leaving the door of the cabin open. Water was running down on her gorgeous body. I was really aroused. When she started washing her hair with the shampoo, I silently walked towards her and suddenly kissed her lips.
"Mmm, what are you doing?" she said.
"You're so hot." I said.
"Andy, please. Not here."
I ignored her and kept on kissing her lips. She resisted at first.
"Mmmh, noo." she moaned.
I was kissing her neck and squeezing her tits. I took her nipples between my fingers and rubbed them.
"Andy...ohh..."
She gave up resisting. My other hand was on her butt and I was trying to reach her pussy with my finger. She parted her legs slightly giving my finger access. We were french kissing now and my finger found its way to her wet hole.
"Yesss..." she was moaned when I buried my finger in her.
I moved down and started sucking her tits, still fucking her with my finger. She bit down on my shoulder with pleasure. I took one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked it hard. She buried her teeth into my shoulder, and it delivered a sharp pain.
