She had wanted to look nice for her husband during their trip to Cancun and so had gone shopping in earnest! He had told her this was a trip to forget about their troubles, their jobs and other worries; to let their hair down so to speak. He had asked her to think of him as she shopped and to make purchasing decisions with his desires in mind. She, of course, knew what that meant as he had begun to have kinkiness come out that she hadn't seen in their many years of marriage.
This new side of him embarrassed her. He would ask her to dress sexy and to show a little leg or a little cleavage. To what advantage she could not clearly figure out but it seemed to turn him on when he would talk of her body being admired by other men. He loved the look of her ass and he loved when others admired her sexiness as well. He occasionally added begging for a public braless repose but she wasn't comfortable presenting herself in that fashion where she might run into a friend or co-worker. She worried about being out in public where it would be obvious to her that her nipples were attracting more attention than her face.
It wasn't that she was a prude. She, too, enjoyed being noticed by men, but, she was married after all and reserved her sexiness for her husband and then, only in their bedroom. Of course, there had been a time when she wore short skirts showing enough to make men dream of her sex and sheer panties just in case dreams developed into more. She used to enjoy going sans bra, with the expected impact upon the male genus as their eyes revealed that her face had not been noticed in favor of other views; but that was a long time ago and of course before she was married. As she walked by store fronts she sometimes thought of again wearing those cute little things and of the impact they would have upon men even as they would know only that it was another man, her husband, who would be enjoying her sex, not them.
Their trip, however, was far from home and a safe distance from familiar faces and so she attended to her husbands wishes and shopped for sexy things. Most items brought into the changing rooms of course were silly for a woman married this many years. She had tried skirts and dresses that, once on, became obvious she could not have bent over without showing the world everything between her legs. She tried on others along with separate tops that were either so sheer that her cup size could easily have been guessed or so low cut that the underside of her breasts would clearly be visible. While she liked the way she looked in these outfits and while she knew her husband would as well, she wasn't quite ready to show Cancun all of her pert 34B's or everything beneath her skirt confirming that she was indeed a true redhead.
She did, however, succeed in some purchases she knew he would like. Sheer thigh high stockings to wear with matching thongs of course was a given in support of his regular past requests. Bra shopping was more difficult but eventually she found a couple which were quite sheer as he had requested with just enough lace to be interesting to her man. She also found a few tops for which she could only go bra-less per his desires and a couple dresses that she knew her husband would like if the right occasion presented itself. Finally, a new one piece bathing suit, that she wasn't sure she would actually wear to the beach given its cut practically to her navel, rounded out her purchases. She found herself enjoying her choices and the surprise of revealing them that she would keep hidden from her husband until the time was right.
Their first couple of days and nights in Mexico were fairly standard and uneventful. Shopping and tours provided the events of the day with nice restaurants at night as they began to relax from the fading pressures from their home life.
On day three they decided it was time to go to the beach. Their all inclusive hotel had a nice beach and snorkeling equipment was provided. Her husband, a great lover of snorkeling, was pacing the floor as she tried on her new swimsuit. Looking at her reflection in the mirror she didn't know how she could go outside let alone outside of the bathroom. Her lightly freckled skin was much too pale from a winter in the Midwest. She was certain she would blind anyone who saw her! Further, the suit was much more revealing standing in front of the wall length mirror than it had been in the tiny dressing room with poor lighting. The green and beige camouflage look worked well and looked nice on her but her breasts were far too apparent for her comfort. The v-cut barely covered her nipples while the gap created by her protruding breasts showed practically the entire underside of her breasts as she turned sideways to examine the view others would have as she walked past them.
Her decision was made; there was no way she was going outside in this suit but she did have to leave the bathroom to get to her suitcase for another less revealing option. Walking out into the bedroom of the suite she didn't actually notice her husband until she heard his exclamation as his snorkeling gear dropped to the floor.
"Oh my god" were his only words.
"You can't tell me you like this suit; I'm too white and it's too revealing."
"Oh my god" was his repeated reply.
She felt her blush rise as she felt his eyes on her. "Does that mean you like it or does that mean you are appalled and embarrassed to see me in this? I tried to get something sexy for you but I don't think this will work for me."
"Oh my god; it absolutely works for me" he hoarsely whispered as he strode toward her. He was on her at the conclusion of his statement as his lips met hers hungrily pushing his tongue between them. "You are absolutely fuckable in that suit!" It took him about as long as that statement to push the fabric aside so that his hands could grope what had been barely covered a second before. "I've got to take you, I've got to have you now, god you are so damn hot in that" he urged as he pulled the straps off her shoulders and pushed the suit down off her hips.
"Stop that; go close the drapes; people can see in here."
"No they can't; and there is not time for that. I have to have you now" was all that was said with his new found sense of urgency on something other than snorkeling.
At the moment it didn't matter to him that they were on the first floor or that people were walking by probably just fifty feet away as he pushed himself into her. "You are so fucking hot; every man on the beach is going to wish he could fuck you! They all are going to be wishing they could lick your nipples and pound your pussy. Oh god you turn me on so much, you make me so hard" he implored as he began pumping her with a vigor she hadn't felt from him in a long time.
She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper into her, closing her eyes as she felt him cum way too fast. Even so, she smiled as she felt desired and desirable; knowing that her man found her sexy as he kissed her deeply before dropping his head to the bed to catch his breath and eventually rolling off her.
"Feeling better?"
"Much; sorry, it's just that swim suit was too much for me."
"Well I guess I shouldn't wear it outside then!"
