My work has always taken me to some pretty remote locations, and I always take my wife whenever it is practical and safe. I have become very accustom to the ways of third world countries and islands. They do things different in the banana republics, but I never expected what happened when we were going through airport security in a tropical island.
We never rushed to be at the airport particularly early. We would often check out of our room and lie around the pool until we needed to head to the airport. This worked well especially when our flight was later than the checkout time. This trip was no different up to the point of our arrival at the airport.
We dressed for the pool before we checked out at the front desk. The desk clerk offered to keep our bags and arrange for a ride to the airport when we were ready.
Around midday there were surprisingly few people at the hotel pool. It was a weekday, but it was also the tropics where many guest were vacationing. There was only one other couple and a lone man sitting drinking a beer across the corner of the pool from us. Tabi sat her bag beside her chair and pulled her swimsuit cover-up over her head and draped it over the table next to our lounges. This seemed to gain the attention of the man who was sitting by himself. This didn't surprise either of us. Tabi often attracts noticeable attention of on looking men. Some men are more discreet than others, and it always seems harmless to me. I couldn't really blame them for looking. It made me proud. In fact, I found it to be a turn on.
Tabi was only twenty-eight at that time. She is thirty-six now and looks very much the same, but we were both less experienced then. My wife is not one of those tall thin model types. She stands five feet two inches in bare feet. Her tits are round, perky, and well portioned to her cute petite body. Her butt is noticeably round and firm. Her dark hair is wavy and reaches below her shoulders when she doesn't wear it up. On that day she had it pulled up in a cute little ponytail. She loves her feet perfectly pedicured, and she always has defined bikini tan lines. I find it to be no wonder that she attracts attention with her bubbly smile and her cute squeezable little body that practically screams out I need to be fucked..
We were at the pool a little over an hour before it was time to leave for the airport. I noticed the man's attention fixed on Tabi when she stood up and walked to the bathhouse to get dressed for the trip home. When she came out wearing only the very short sundress that was designed to cover up her swimsuit, I asked, "Baby, are you going to get dressed?"
"I guess I accidentally packed my clothes that I wanted to wear on the plane," she answered. "I need to get them from our bags at the front desk."
I was afraid we would be late if we waited for her to change. When the clerk told us that our bags were already loaded in the shuttle van, Tabi asked, "What am I going to wear on the plane?"
I said, "We don't have time. You will have to wear that little short dress. At least you have on a swimsuit under it?
"Oh no I don't," she said. "I had panties in my bag. I took my bikini bottoms off and put on my panties. I took off my top too thinking I could get my clothes from our suitcase. All I have on is this dress and my panties," she added with a concerned look on her sweet puppy face.
I looked at my young naïve little wife. She was standing there with her feet together looking up at me. All she was wearing was a thin, short, sundress with nothing but panties underneath and strappy flat sandals.
I couldn't resist and asked, "What kind of panties do you have on?"
She smirked and grinned as she said, "Little ones! Little thin white lacy panties is all I have on under here!"
I smiled and reminded her, "We better go baby, or we could miss our flight. Maybe you can find you something and put it on at the airport."
We went straight to the security check and stood in a short line. "Great!" I said, "We'll be through here quickly."
The line did move quickly. When we reached the scanner, the security officer asked my wife to step aside please. I went on through and waited. The officer asked if I was with her. I told him, "Yes, she is my wife."
He said, "Okay, You can wait with her, but she is has to go to the private search room for a private search. Don't worry; we will get you on your plane. I'm sure there will be no problems."
He then said I would be allowed to wait at the door since she is my wife.
A female officer then came and led Tabi by the hand to a back room as I followed. Just around the corner we came to a room with a closed door. The officer knocked then opened it without waiting. I couldn't see through the door, but there was a window with curtains slightly opened. I could see another young woman facing away from me wearing only bra and panties while stepping into her shorts. Another female officer was handing her clothes while a male officer stood only a few feet away. I was only slightly surprised at the lack of privacy.
The female who escorted us to the room placed her hand on Tabi's back and said with an accent, "Come on sweetie. You are next."
She took my wife in the room before the other girl even came out. I figured they were in a hurry. Maybe a minute later the other girl came out still straightening her clothes. They brought me a chair and said I would have to wait at the door. They then said, "There's nothing to worry about. We will leave the door open."
They had Tabi stand on a line taped on the floor with her feet slightly apart. There was a bar hanging above her head where she was told she must keep her hands until told otherwise. They then restated that it wouldn't take long.
The female officer began to pat her down. She slowly felt along my wife's body as she moved her hands from her breast down to Tabi's underwear.
Tabi looked around at the male officer with a surprised look.
"It's okay, " he said. "Please do as we ask."
Then the male stepped up and patted her down again. He lifted her dress slightly. He said something in French in his radio and told her to keep her hands on the bar. Then he went back to feeling on my wife.
"Hold your dress up above your panties," ordered the female officer.
Tabi's back was toward me. I could see she was becoming nervous. She seemed a little cold.
Tabi did as she was told and held up her dress. She was standing there holding her dress above her thin lacy panties. The male officer patted Tabi's hips as he looked at his female partner. The female gave him a nod. He then ran his fingers through Tabi's hair as if she could be hiding something there. The male stepped back and said, "Miss, we need to see your breast."
Tabi tried to look back at me. At his point two more male officers came to the door. One went on in the room. The other stayed at the door with me. This is when the tone changed a little. They were still fairly polite but forcefully demanding.
"Let us see your bare breast," he said again.
Tabi lifted her dress up a little more and the officer helped her pull it off over her head. Tabi was now standing there with her back to me wearing nothing except thin white lacy panties and strappy little sandals on her feet. I could see the curves of her butt through the thin sheer fabric of her panties. The officer placed his hands on my wife's bare breast and gave them a little squeeze. The other male officer ran his hands along her crack through her panties. He then felt around front and between her legs. The female officer readjusted Tabi's feet and told Tabi to keep her hands on the bar. She said she wouldn't tie her hands if she would keep them on the bar as asked.
"Okay sweetie," he said. "Pull your panties down. We have to check you there."
I was thinking this was inappropriate, but at the same time I found it to be quite erotic. Besides, Tabi wasn't protesting nor resisting. She seemed to have a little nervous chill now and then, but she wasn't even complaining.
"Go ahead," the other man said. "Pull your panties down. You can hold them with your hands, but keep them down on your thighs. Tabi placed her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and began to pull them down.
"Okay," the man said. "We have to check inside you. You just be still. Try to relax, and it wont hurt. I'm just going to put my finger in you."
This was the first time Tabi said anything. "Please don't. I don't have anything in me. I promise. I'm married and this isn't fair for you to feel in me there."
"We believe you doll," he said. "But we have to feel. I will be gentle, but you have to let me push my finger in you or we have to hold you while we do it."
The officer first ran his finger in her butt and felt around. Tabi was tense, so he reminded her to relax and it would be better. He also reminded her to keep her hands on her panties and that she could pull them up when they were done. They turned her a little to the side. I could now see her face. Tabi had her eyes closed. She opened her mouth as the officer felt her smooth pussy. He opened her lips and ran his finger along her opening.
"You are a wet baby down here," he said. "I was going to try to get you wet so you would be more comfortable with my finger going in you, but you are very wet here."
Tabi clenched her eyes as he entered her with his middle finger. Her mouth was open as she breathed short gasps. Her right leg trembled as she managed to say, "OH! Please take it out! PLEASE"
