[ENF] Honeymoon Ruined

[bamamatt33]

To this day on the very rare occasion that this story gets brought up, I still have to pretend to be completely outraged and disgusted. I'm a bad actor but I think I've pulled it off so far

My wife has always been an extremely conservative woman, raised Catholic and very, VERY self conscious about her body. As I often tell her, she really has nothing to be ashamed of. She's about 5'4 and while she's not skinny (around 150 pounds), she wears her weight well, especially in the breast and ass department.

As I said, she's a conservative girl and as such, we not only never had sex before getting married but I actually never even saw her naked before our wedding night. Even then, she demanded that all the lights in the hotel room be turned off before she would let me take her dress off. The next morning, I tried to playfully jump into the shower with her but she had locked the door to the bathroom.

We left the day after our wedding for our honeymoon in Jamaica. It was a couples-only resort but not the crazy kind. Just a laid-back, no-kids-allowed hotel on the beach. We arrived around mid-day and after heading up to the hotel room my wife declared that she would like to take a walk down the beach and check things out (she didn't take the hint that I wanted to get right back at it in the hotel room as soon as we got there). She went into the bathroom of our hotel room, put on her one-piece swimsuit and wrapped a sarong around her waist before we headed out.

We walked for a good half-hour down the beach, past a few family resorts and public beaches and eventually came upon a little rock wall that run up from the shore all the way up the beach. Without really thinking about it or breaking our conversation, we walked inland and around the rock wall and continued on our beach walk.

After maybe 20 paces our conversation stopped as we realized that a few of the people on the beach around us were nude. The vast majority of them were men, and older men at that, with a few older and overweight women scattered in. We were easily the youngest people on the beach. My wife immediately let me know this was grossing her out and decided we should just put our heads down and keep walking as quickly as possible until we got to the other side of this beach.

We made our way around another rock wall on the other side of the nudist resort beach and once there I immediately started laughing. My wife angrily told me there was nothing funny about that. It was disgusting and offensive and she simply couldn't believe people could be so shameless and that such a resort could be located so near to our expensive hotel. I told her she needed to lighten up, it's not like they were doing anything to her.

We walked another few minutes and then decided to turn around. My wife wanted to head out to the nearest road and see if we could hail a taxi but I pointed out to her that not only would no taxi stop on the side of the road where we were, but we didn't even have our money with us anyway. I assured her that it would be fine if we just look out at the ocean as we make our way across the nudist beach. She begrudgingly agreed.

As we rounded the rock wall to enter the nudist beach again, we turned our heads immediately toward the ocean to avoid seeing the now much larger crowd of nudists on the beach to our left. Since we weren't really looking where we were going, we nearly bumped into a very large Jamaican man wearing a t-shirt that said "Security". He held his hand out in front of us and said "What are you doing, sir?". I explained to him that we had to get across the beach to get back to our hotel and that we weren't there to see the sights.

"From 3 to 6 pm this beach is no longer clothes optional. You need to remove your clothes now."

My wife was immediately in a near-scream, pointing at the very large man and telling him he can't just force us to follow their deviant lifestyle.

The man calmly explained to her "Listen, dear, I didn't make the rules I just enforce them. You can either remove your clothes and give them to me until I escort you off the beach, or I can have you arrested."

"This is ridiculous!" my wife continued to repeat over and over again. I finally took her arm and said "Listen, honey, as bad as this sounds, you do not want to be in a Jamaican prison. Let's just do this and walk the 150 yards to that wall and we'll be fine."

After several minutes of whining, my wife finally sighed "Fine." The Jamaican security guard held his hand out to my wife signaling that she needed to hand him her one-piece. She looked at my face angrily as I quickly dropped my swim trunks and handed them over, and I saw her take a quick glance below my waist as she saw me naked for the first time in full light.

Whatever interest she had in seeing me immediately vanished as she realized she had come to her moment of truth. She took a deep breath and hitched her thumb under one shoulder strap of her one-piece and pulled it down around her arm. She did the same with the other strap and then paused for a moment before pulling the suit down below her breasts. She immediately covered her breasts (as much as she could) with one arm while awkwardly attempting to keep pulling down the swimsuit the rest of the way. When it became obvious she couldn't do it one-handed, she quickly dropped the arm away from her breasts and grabbed her suit on either side of her wide hips and quickly pulled it down to the ground. She had a neat but very full bush (which she clearly never intended for anyone to see, probably not even me) and had no tanlines since she was basically pale all over. She's not much of an outdoorsy person.

As she stepped out of her suit, I was overcome by the sight of my wife completely naked in broad daylight (the first time I had really seen her) and was completely unable to restrain my erection. My wife handed her suit to the guard and said angrily "Come on, let's go". As we began to walk, she immediately noticed my erection and turned to me to say "What the hell! Are you turned on by this!? What is wrong with you?" I explained to her that this was the first time I'd ever really seen you naked and that I couldn't help myself. She didn't find that to be a very romantic sentiment.

As we walked, my wife tightly clutched her breasts with one arm while holding her other hand over her crotch. Her obvious embarrassment drew a good bit of attention from the nudists on the beach, particularly some of the men who had not seen a girl her age on their beach in a very long time. She fought back tears as she pretended not to notice their stares. When we got to the other side, my wife immediately stuck out her hand to the security guard and I noticed him looking her up and down as she tried to quickly put her suit back on.

It very nearly ruined our entire honeymoon and would have had I not sprung for an expensive massage for her the next day. My wife won't admit it but she's always been a little more willing to show herself off to me in the bedroom since that incident than I think she would have been otherwise.