Forward:
This piece was inspired by a story I stumbled into while using the "Loving Wives Spinner" feature to find a story to entertain myself one day.
If I could remember the name of the story, I would give it a mention and due credit.
But, alas, I cannot recall it.
Part of the motivation for writing this tale was that I really didn't like how the plot went. So, I developed a new scenario to fit my idea, exploring the concept of exclusivity, and a fiancé's unexpected reaction.
There is some sex for my perv pals, I hope you enjoy this purely fictional offering.
The story has two parts, borrowing words from a familiar song.
This one is part 1 & contains "Fold 'Em" in the title.
Part 2 has "Hold 'Em" in it's title. It's best to read them in order.
And finally, thanks once again to my helpers at large who edit, make suggestions, and help me deliver a better story: andyinoz ; Ted L. ; & Charlie
fritz51
****************Sunday*****************
This story begins with and engaged couple, Jack Overton & Jenny Stiles, that have taken a week's long vacation to Grand Saline Beach, St Barth in the Caribbean. They flew to the island to begin their adventure in the middle of July, on a Sunday, scheduled to return home the following Sunday. They are anticipating a wonderful first time away together and after checking into the resort they are shown to the bungalow that has been reserved, which to their delight, had two bedrooms, a living area, small kitchen, and direct beach access.
Jenny was especially excited at being virtually on the beach. She couldn't wait to get out on the sand, however, since they had arrived in the late afternoon, changing into a swim suit had to wait until the next day. Instead, a nice, long, romantic walk on the beach with her beloved seemed perfect.
****************Monday*****************
After a wonderful breakfast at one of the hotel's restaurants, they returned to their bungalow where they prepared to hit the beach. Jenny surprised Jack by dressing in a much skimpier bikini than she would usually wear. He was a little upset that his woman was showing so much skin. Sure, he was proud of his fiancée, but she was close to the line between what is acceptable for a young woman exhibiting her stunning figure, and what her man was comfortable to share with the male world. Their first full day out on the beach would be the first time that this subject was discussed between the couple.
When Jenny first shed her cover up Jack said, "Holy shit, Jenny."
"What?" she asked, thinking that she must have forgotten something, like shaving her bush back enough to not peek out of the edges of her suit. She then started looking around, trying to identify what he had seen.
"I've never seen a suit that small; are you really going to be out here like that?" he asked.
"Come on Jack, this is the latest style. Women here will be wearing suits just like this one."
"You'll be sure to let me know every time you see a woman, with a suit that shows as much ass and tits as yours, won't you? I would hate it if a guy gets an eye full of you, but I miss what his woman is displaying."
"Don't be childish; you don't think that I'm wearing this to entice other men, do you?"
"I'm not sure what to think. The sign by that cabana said, 'top optional beach.' Is that where this is headed? Are you planning on going topless, and this is to break me in slowly? I mean, your top is so small, you're practically baring your tits anyway," he said with more than a hint of sarcasm.
Figuring that he was just jibing her, she decided to return the jibe, "Do you want me to? Would you like that?"
His bluff called, he said, "No, I wouldn't like that at all."
Seeing that she had scored a point, she gave him another shot, "There's nobody here that we know, so I would do it, if you want."
He was afraid to call her bluff, since she was talking like she might do it, just to agitate him. He didn't want another man's eyes feasting on her bare tits, so he didn't respond.
The beach wasn't crowded, but for some unknown reason she had the beach boy place their umbrella closer to an older guy than Jack would have preferred. The old dude was sitting by himself, under his own umbrella, armed with binoculars and seemed to be spending his time following the better-looking women as they walked up and down the water's edge.
"Great," Jack thought, "He'll be getting an eyeful all day today watching Jenny."
"Hey baby, get some lotion on me so I don't burn," she said, spreading out a huge beach blanket. She laid face down on it, then reached around and undid the bikini top.
Jack was sure Mr. Old Dude wasn't missing a beat, as he applied the lotion. He thought, "I know he's gawking at her. His head is turned toward the ocean, but those fucking dark sunglasses would allow him to be memorizing her every inch."
Except for the old pervert, the day was fun for them. Jenny didn't seem to notice the geezer at all, in fact, she seemed to forget that they weren't alone, and did things that irritated Jack. Things like bending over at their cooler giving the old dude a spectacular view of her ass, or when face down sunbathing, raise up, forgetting her top was untied, saying "Oops" as she hurriedly secured her boobs.
Throughout the day, as people passed by, Jenny received many longing gazes from men, and even some women. Jack realized there was little that he could do, since she was a stunning young woman. Those men privileged enough to pass close by, couldn't help but try and take in as much of her as their eyes could manage. He was proud of her, and it did feed his ego that they looked and wished. However, the actual act of having her sexually was his alone to enjoy, while they could only dream.
The attention being engendered was not lost on Jenny either, she was secretly amassing sexual tension caused by the wanton stares from strangers. She thought, "With all these guys drooling over me, I'm getting freakin' crazy horned up. My baby is gonna get his brains fucked out tonight!"
