We were sharing a beach house with some friends of ours, the other wife, Lydia, was a real cutie. I enjoyed watching her in her bikinis playing in the surf. One afternoon we were all at the beach and Lydia had left to go back to the house to start dinner, her turn. I was body surfing and towing the kids around in inflatables, just general beach fun when I got into some jellyfish. One of the tentacles stung me on the chest and legs, we sprayed the stings with some meds but I ran to the house to try to rinse the rest of the jellyfish off in the enclosed outdoor shower.
I assumed Lydia was in the house, but when I ran into the shower there was Lydia rinsing her hair, her gorgeous body nude and wet. She squealed for a second and tried to cover up, then I said the magic word, "jellyfish", and she forgot her modesty and helped me wash off, stripped my trunks off and sprayed more meds all over the welts.
So there we were, the emergency over, both nude and me with a boner on the way. Lydia just stood there and giggled and said "I knew you were always trying to get a peek of me, but I didn't think you'd wrap a jellyfish around yourself to get it".
She held up her arms, twirled once and said "there, you've seen it all, now hand me a towel and get out before one of the kids wanders up here".
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