Blonde wife looked fantastic in the tiny red bikini. Her body was magnificent, her full breasts really straining at the halter neck tied behind her neck and across her back. Her breasts were DDs and they moved and strained at the flimsy material, her hard teats pushing out like bullets in the hot, afternoon sun. Pants were almost thong-like, cut really high on her legs, almost above her waist line, leaving the expanse of firm, shapely thigh on view to all the other passengers and the cheeks of her wonderful ass, almost completely naked, swayed provocatively as she wandered round the deck. Her hair was in a ponytail, she wore 5inch heels on her sandals and a dainty chain round her ankle completed the exciting outfit!
Stella, with her husband, Jack and their 18 son Chuck, had flown to New York from their home and joined the beautiful, modern liner for a once in a lifetime cruise round the southern Caribbean Islands for 12 nights. They had saved hard, worked hard, had a small legacy from a deceased relative and this was will be their reward for many years with just a token holiday in the States where they lived. Chuck had done brilliantly at school, both in his sports and in the academic exams and this was a sort of reward for his hard work over the last few years before he went off to college.
They had adjacent cabins with port-hole views, but the weather was golden, the sea calm, the nights starry and so time in the cabins would hopefully be minimal.
It was also a time for Stella to let her hair down. At home, the 38 blonde was becoming frequently frustrated with the way her sex life had deteriorated, after nearly 20 years of marriage, into a boring ritual, without any form of unknown ingredient to get her writhing with excitement. She did love her husband dearly, but it seemed that it was HE who wanted HER to take the lead, to create the atmosphere so that it was SHE who had to excite and dominate HIM. Stella didn't want this any more. She wanted hard, submissive sex, she wanted her body to be ravaged and enjoyed, because at long last she had the confidence to enjoy what she had!
She worked hard at the gym two or three times a week, she kept her superb body in shape, she knew that other men ogled her if she was at the gym or out with her husband or buddies and, worst of all, her husband Jack seemed to want her to display herself and got a great kick out of other men lusting after his wife. Trouble was, he wouldn't follow it up with giving Stella the hard fucking she that desired. In fact, it was Jack who kept on at his wife about taking really sexy clothes on the cruise, so that he could get another kick from watching her being admired on board. Stella wasn't will disappoint!! She would look hot, if Jack wanted her to look hot!!
They had joined the boat at midday and spent the afternoon relaxing around the pool and getting used to the ship as it set sail for the Caribbean. They were all a little tired after the flight to New York and it was an ideal opportunity to just laze in the sun and top up the tans. It hadn't stopped Stella slipping on one of her favourite bikinis, the red one, as she knew that her husband would just love seeing her tight body on display and it would also give her a thrill. It was the first afternoon and already Jack was able to just lay back and watch his wife captivate others with her fabulous body. This was good enough for him and, as he lay on his lounger on deck, he felt the first stirrings of his hardening cock in his trunks! Stella looked so hot and fuckable!
Married couple watched their handsome son playing in the pool, using his skills to dive from the board same well as chat up the young girls who were also on the cruise. He was bigger than either his mother or father, over 6' with broad shoulders and strong, muscular legs and they were so proud of their son in what he had achieved. They thought he might get bored for 12 days with his Mom and Dad on a ship, but Chuck jumped at the offer when his parents put it to him and already he seemed to be mixing in with others of his own age on board. Liner was filled with different activities for everyone...a gym, pools, different restaurants, dance floors and discos, a casino and the aft decks of all the floors had sunbathing areas, so there was always something to do.
Behind their sunglasses, Jack same well as Stella could see others ogling the blonde wife and mother and even the waiters delivering the drinks to their loungers couldn't take their eyes off the stunning breasts or the tiny bikini bottoms clinging round Stella's body as she lay back in the sun. She made a point of slowly sitting up to take the drinks from the young waiters and she knew that her breasts would be swelling up, trying to escape from the tiny red top and she always made a point of smiling coyly up at the admirer as if to say, 'Thankyou so much for the drink and please do enjoy admiring my hot body.'
This, of course, made Jack's cock even harder in his trunks, but he wouldn't dare egg Stella on, except to say,
'You look really hot, darling. That bikini really suits you,' when what Stella really wanted him to say was,
'I'm taking you to the cabin where I'm really heading to fuck you hard.'
Stella could only dream and fantasise about such domination, but it was just the first day aboard and she was really searchingward to the 12 nights at sea!!
At the plush dinner table that evening, the three of them enjoyed wonderful food and a couple of bottles of wine, which made them even more tired, but Chuck decided to go off to search out the disco for the evening, leaving Stella and her husband to look out over the glorious sea as they had another cocktail at the dining table. Again, Jack had asked Stella to wear something hot down to the restaurant and the blonde wife had chosen something that would definitely get his blood rushing once more.
Little, white skirt hung on her hips but only reached down to the tops of her thighs and if she bent over just a few inches, the cheeks of her firm bottom could almost be seen in all their glory, with just a narrow strand of white thong disappearing between the cheeks of her ass. Skirt was thin and pleated and swayed as she moved and, although Stella felt nervous at the amount of thigh on view, she was on holiday and if she couldn't wear it on board ship, she couldn't wear it anywhere. Shiny, brown shirt was buttoned from top to bottom but was really tight and her bra held her breasts firmly high, thrusting out and teasing.
Heels were 5inch sandals and accentuated her wonderful legs all the way up, so that any admirer would follow the thighs and certainly would try to see what delights lay underneath the little skirt. Chain round her ankle just added to the blonde's sexy look!
Stella conversed lazily with Jack at the table but knew that other diners in the open air restaurant were checking her out and she knew that Jack would see as well. So, every now and then, she would cross one sexy leg over the other, lifting a thigh up so that her legs were shortly wide apart, giving a quick glimpse between her thighs to the thong laying tucked firmly against her warm, soft, hairless cunt.
'You look wonderful, Stella,' Jack dribbled at his wife. 'You know others are enjoying your outfit, don't you?' She tried to look coy and innocent.
