Not everything is what it seems.
Not everything works out the way you think it will.
No explicit sex. I don't do that.
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We were there for a long weekend, Friday to Monday that is. The low cost flight that bought us to the island then took the previous week's crowd back home, and so it went on, week in and week out. There'd been problems in the marriage, and this week was hopefully going to cure them.
The island?
One of the many off the coast of Spain, and renowned for its tomatoes and its tourist trade.
And sangria
And the sun!
And its beaches!
And I have to admit, its lack of bikini tops!
"Come on Penny," I cajoled her. "Stop being such a prude. Why don't you just take your top off and be done with it?"
"Oh you'd like that wouldn't you," she grinned back at me. "Let all the other guys on this beach see my tits."
"Why not," I laughed back, pulling a face at her. "Most of the other women on the beach seem to be topless."
"So why not ogle them then?"
"Your tits are so much better," I countered, my comment having an awful lot of truth in it, even though there were some pretty fit girls around us.
"What a smooth talker," Penny sighed, and without further ado, reached behind her back, undid her bikini top and discarded it.
"Wow!"
'Shut up or I'll put it back on," she threatened with a smile a foot wide.
So I did. Laid back with a self satisfied smirk on my face, enjoying that odd satisfaction that this woman, my woman, was displaying her near naked body, tits and all, off to all and sundry, and more specifically to the many sets of male eyes seeking out the more attractive sights on the foreshore.
It had taken the whole first day to get her to go topless, but it was worth the wait, her breasts being pretty spectacular. Not so much the size, which was more than acceptable, as the shape and firmness, the pair of them sticking out like a pair of melons and her hard dark nipples angled up at a challenging angle.
Wonderful!
It had been nothing but sand, sea and sex, the two of us going at it at every opportunity. It was like the honeymoon that we'd certainly never taken, fucking one another just like a couple who'd never done it together before might do.
And now it seemed complete, and I'd be taking Penny home with sun-tanned tits, just as I'd promised.
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"Time to go Penny," I announced some time later, having twice watched her liberally applying sun tan oil to her newly exposed areas, aware that I wasn't the only one enjoying the action. Aware also that she seemed to be enjoying the attention as much as her admirers, a slightly embarrassed grin on her face as she fondled her breasts, pretending that she was unaware of the effect she was having.
"OK Tom," Penny agreed somewhat reluctantly. "Time to be getting back to our hotel."
She tugged her tight little pair of shorts back on, slipped on the sexy pair of wedged sandals that I'd bought her earlier, grabbed her towel and bag and stood there waiting for me.
"Here's your top," I offered, tossing it over to her.
"Hang on to it for me Tom," she surprised me with, throwing it back to me. "I don't need it till we leave the beach."
Cheeky bitch for sure, but I wasn't complaining, as I followed in her wake, noting the swivelling eyes as Penny strode up the beach, having to imagine quite how her full breasts would be swaying and bouncing with every step she took.
"Here's your top Penny," I offered again when we reached the end of the beach and started to step up onto the promenade, pleasantly surprised that she'd made it that far without covering up.
"No hurry," Penny replied hesitantly, and my earlier surprise turned to astonishment as she casually strode off down the road that skirted the beach, her bare breasts swaying freely to and fro, attracting surprised looks from other people as we passed them. Not sure which of us had the silliest grin on our face, but I certainly observed quite a few guys faces lightening up with a smile as we approached them.
Difficult to explain why when there were plenty of women topless just down on the beach a few metres away, that Penny's bold venture should cause such excitement, but it did. Oh boy did it!
"Your top Penny," I offered her yet again, a little more urgently as we approached the point where we had to cross the road and make our way up one of the fairly busy, narrow shopping streets, discovering that my nerve was cracking before hers was.
"We agreed that this week was to explore new experiences Tom," she reminded me with a seductive smile. "You're not backing down are you?"
I guess that's the point where the proverbial conch finally passed hands from me to her, no longer having to encourage her to show off a bit more skin, and indeed beginning to become concerned about just how far she was going to push this.
"You're serious?" I demanded, hardly believing that Penny meant to walk up that busy street completely topless.
"You going to stop me?" She replied, her smile widening even further; my sigh and a shrug of my shoulders all I could manage, but proving enough of an answer for her.
"Oh my sainted aunts," I mumbled under my breath as we then proceeded slowly up the road, the light crowds seeming to part to make way for us, as disbelieving shoppers reacted differently, hardly believing their eyes.
A few, just a few, frowned in disapproval, mainly women of course but surprisingly a handful of men. But the great majority reacted as I imagine I would myself. A look, a second look and then a third, and then a smile and often a gesture of approval, which could be anything from a grin, simple nod of the head to a few simple words.
'Nice' and 'well done' and such things were heard a number of times, 'Lucky sod', aimed at me of course, and even 'Nice pair miss', from some of the younger admirers. It was only then that I realised that Penny had taken a firm hold on my hand, confirming that she wasn't quite as blasΓ©' about the whole thing as she was acting.
"You OK?" I whispered.
"Fine," Penny croaked back. "Just don't you dare stop to look in any shop windows."
"There's that gift shop you wanted to look in just up ahead of us," I teased her.
"Don't you dare Tom," she gasped, blushing wildly, and grasping my hand even tighter, and urging me onwards.
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Then suddenly we were through it; or at least we'd negotiated the busy street with her breasts much admired but seemingly untouched by human hand as far as I could make out, our hotel clearly visible just a hundred yards or so further up the road.
"Top," she suddenly announced, holding out her hand.