BACK STORY...
So many years ago my wife's grandmother came into some money... A LOT OF IT actually. I believe the term "shit load" would be appropriate actually, but I've already started to slide off target. So she ended up doing and buying a lot of stuff, adventures, trips that she had never done or thought of. During this time she met a guy who she fell in love with and although the never married, he was with her until his end. He was pretty vanilla, but good for her. One of the things he did do that has had a lasting effect is to advise her to take a trip to St. Martin/Sint Maarten.
For those who don't know St. Martin or Sint Maarten is an island in the Atlantic that is actually divided in half. The upper portion of the island is owned by the French and the lower portion the Dutch. It is located East of Puerto Rico and has amazing beach that the planes are a mere 20 feet above when they land on the island's airport.
During the trip to the island, my wife's grandmother fell in love with the island and ended up going back the next year and then the year after... Then it was twice a year and then with the help of her male companion, she ended up buying a home on the island and living there 9 months out of the year.
I entered into the fold with dating my wife right around when she bought the home. My future inlaws, her sister, and my wife were very skeptical of this house and surprised to hear she had purchased a home. It was an expensive home and she refused to take pictures of it despite bragging of how AWESOME it was. So after a year of bragging she had us over for dinner at a family get together in Texas and we each received an envelope inviting us down with a voucher for a free flight to and from whenever we wanted to go.
We were all very shocked, thrilled and excited, but shocked. She was selling her home in Texas which was a beautiful ranch home and moving down there for most of the year only to come back and travel to see all of us when she returned state-side. The other relatives took their times deciding on whether or not to go and when, while my wife and I went pretty-much right away. Of the four grandkids, we were the first and last to go there to see her.
We landed at Princess Juliana International Airport and were met by her grandmother and male friend and driven around to see a few sights before arriving at their home.
When we arrived, my mouth dropped and so did my wife's. The place was beautiful (see photos) and located in Oyster Pond just on the border of the Dutch and French sides. It was located up this large hill and it was fun driving the car up the hills to get to it. The view outside overlooked the bay on side with the pool on it. We had to have her grandmother show us around a couple of times because we were so in shock. I think we burned one roll of film (back just before digital cameras were the norm) on just the house alone. The pool was amazing and featured a swim up bar with stools (can be seen in the photo- sorry photos are from 2001 when I took pictures with NO one in them, I don't have anything recent). The house could safely sleep 8 couples (including the master suite) had a family room, dining room, full kitchen, bar (inside and out), and a basement that featured a pool table, table tennis, and a TV room. The place is basically nicer than my house!
At any rate we settled in and had a blast. We aren't beach people per say, but we agreed that we'd come every other year to visit I think before the first night ended. It wasn't but two days in and we fell in love with going to the island as well.
I think the second or third day, we came out on the patio by the pool and I almost had a heart attack seeing both her grandmother and her male friend out there nude walking around the pool. I don't know if I was shock or dazed, but I definitely was not expecting to see sagging balls and boobs. I instantly told Cate and we quickly decided to not say a word about it and go with the flow. They weren't dressed like that all of the time, just at the pool and (later as we would find out) the beach. We came out in beach attire most of the time and then one night I got bold with some liquid courage (wine I think) and said "let's go out naked too". I convinced Cate somehow and as soon as she got naked I became aroused and then became a big pussy and chickened out. So we never did go that far while they were there. Yet, we always had a great time and really enjoyed spending time with them and there.
About six years ago, my wife's grandmother passed away and after the funeral, the will was read. Money went here and there, and then the house on the island came up and it was GIVEN to my wife with money to pay the taxes on it. I almost shit a brick!
So we now own this house on the island and can visit when we like. The will had left enough money to pay for the taxes for years to come and two people to maintain it. The only stipulation was we had to allow any other family to visit when they wanted. To date, we have had only her parents interested in going once and that is it. So it is ours.
We both like it and enjoy going when we do.
THE STORY...
So each and every year we take the plunge down to the island for a vacation. Sometimes it is only for a few days, but mostly it is a for a week. It is a cheaper vacation in that we own the place and have free housing when we get there. So we only have to pay for the rental car, food, and the flight along with whatever else we want to do there.
This past Late February early March was our latest trip there and also one worthy of a story to be shared.
I'll never forget taking off from the mid-east coast and seeing my wife in a sweatshirt and sweatpants at the airport and then somewhere midflight I look over and see her in khaki shorts, flip flops and a "V" neck t-shirt. Where this magical transformation took place, I don't recall!
We landed around lunchtime and gathered our stuff and basically spent the rest of the day making sure the house was clean, unpacking, shopping for food (and booze), and then a relaxing dinner.
The next day we got up early and exercised in the exercise room (might have missed that room above in my description of the house) and then showered and dressed to go to the beach.
I had been asking my wife if we could go to a clothing optional beach and she finally gave way and agreed for our next trip to St. Martin. I don't know why, but I had always wanted to go a beach like that with her, but yet was afraid I'd be walk around with a giant hard-on all day long. So it was both exciting and a little concerning when she agreed.
So I dressed in board shorts, t-shirt and flip flops for the drive over while my wife came out with a tank top, short shorts and flip flops. She looked amazing and had her hair down with a pair of aviator sunglasses that I think make her look even better. So we hop in the rented jeep and head over to Orient Beach on the French side. The whole way over I fought back the emotion to get a raging hard-on by thinking of horrible thoughts (like my mother inlaw naked -seriously she is hideous) while being tempted by thoughts of my wife topless or nude on the beach. The drive was less than 10 minutes and yet felt like an hour.
Dumbass me, should've checked, but there was a cruise ship there and the beach was packed. We both scanned the beach area we could see and there was a LOT of people. I know I mouthed the words, "holy shit" and I got a "I know" back from my wife. There was never any question to what we were going to do, so we both without exchanging a look, turned around and headed back to the jeep. Walking back to the car, Cate promised we get a day in before we left and gave me a peck on the cheek.
Instead we traveled into Philipsburg and walked around. It was fun despite the failed beach attempt. We went into a clothing store that sold swimwear also and Cate tried on a bikini or too. I think she did it too tease me, but she swears up and down it was to maybe get another suit. Who knew that four suits was not enough. She left the curtain to the changing area open just a little and I saw her naked each time and I know I was sporting wood trying to hide it with her bag I was holding in front of it. At one point she looked out and winked at me and then the next time she caught my eye she saw I was not the ONLY audience she had. The look on her face told it all. I spun to my left and saw an older hispanic guy grinning behind me as he stood by his significant other who was busy looking through a rack of clothes.
He saw me and I smiled back. I turned back and saw Cate had closed the curtain fully, but then the couple was beside me and the woman asked if she could look at what was right in front of me. I moved and she glided in. The older guy's smile would not fade and he gave me a thumbs up when his wife was not looking. Cate obviously felt uncomfortable with this guy seeing her so of course I might have pushed it a little and made a motion of what she would "experience tonight" to him. He laughed out loud almost and gave me a "double thumbs" up. He was harmless and I think Cate was just surprised more than anything.
I ended up buying two more bikini's for her and a pair of shorts before we headed over to the French side and some delicious lunch. We ended up just wandering around on the French side aimlessly until around sunset and headed home to change and go out for dinner. We kept it a quiet night and headed to bed early.
The next day came and we had to pick up Cate's friends, well our friends, but they knew Cate longer. Derek and Colleen would be arriving at the airport just before noon and would be staying with us for four days. They called to say they had flown out of Newark on time and would be there sooner than later. We hopped into the jeep and headed down to airport to get them.
Their plane was NOT on time and we ended up waiting for two hours while whatever happened, happened. Then when I was ready to say, "Call them." I saw Derek.
Derek's about 5'10" 170lbs and does a lot of running. A LOT. I call him masochist because he likes to run marathons and just runs all the damn time. Despite that, we get along fine as he is perverted and we both like baseball. When I first met him, I didn't think I'd like him, but he said something about baseball and the next thing you know both are wives are telling us we can talk next time we get together! Derek is also one of those guys who looks good bald where I do not. He comes around with his carry on and another bag (I'll assume Colleen's) with sandals, t-shirt, and shorts ready for the beach. His face lights up seeing us waving to him.
Colleen then materializes behind them. Colleen is 5'2" maybe 120lbs, blond wavy hair and bright blue eyes. I have never seen Colleen not looking amazing. By amazing, I mean she puts forth a super look all the times, usually with heels. So here she comes with big black sunglasses, a hat that looks like it might be for the Kentucky Derby, a tight fitting dress and heels. All this to fly. She smiles large as soon as she sees us and does her best "run in heels" to Cate to hug her.
Colleen is also a part time southern bell. She comes across so distinguished and proper until the alcohol hits her and then... all bets are off. She turns into a Mrs. Hyde kinda' and uses "fuck", "shit", and "cocksucker" like common everyday words. I must say, I like both sides of Colleen, but that boozy side is my favorite. Before I know it she is reaching up to hug me and I wrap my arms around her and lift her up. I can feel her rather busty boobs push against me and if I may say that is EXACTLY why I did it.
We get their bags and load them into the jeep. I drive, but Colleen demands to sit in the front seat beside me because with her dress she'll not be likely to maintain a "lady-like" stature by getting into the back of the jeep. Cate laughs and says, no problem. This is their first time to the island and we do a scenic trip back showing them where things are how to get there. At the house we have another car they can use as they have expressed a desire to hang out with us two of the nights and then do something alone at the house and then go out alone one night also.
So we get back to our house and help them unpack and Colleen is in love with our place. I think we spent another hour and change taking pictures of Colleen and Derek next to the pool, by the railing and at our front door. She is on sensory overload and can't decide what she'd like to do next so we end up getting in our suits and lounging by the pool.
Colleen comes out wearing a bright yellow bikini and it fits her great. I'm starring at her as she is sitting with Cate as Derek is talking to me. We start talking about baseball, but he and I both know we are focused in our wives and how well they look.
While Derek and I share a perversion to liking women, I think it is save to say Colleen does not share that perversion like Cate and I have. However, it never stops Derek and from talking and sharing stories (I don't share anything other than the one-on-one stuff with my wife with him though). So we are talking about baseball and I ask him about a player and his new salary. He starts to answer and then this exchange happens or as close to it as possible...
"yeah, I think he is overpaid a little, but they are in the ball park. Ya' know screw baseball right now, your wife looks damn hot in that charcoal and black bikini (yeah he said Charcoal)."
"Thanks I know, but Colleen's boobs look great too. How do you let her sit there wearing that bikin when guys like me might see her and have thoughts?"
He chuckles and says, "Well, I start thinking about what I'd do to her myself. I think of putting my dick between her boobs and letting her suck and slide up and down on me."
I just nod and say, "Wow... I can imagine that."
We both grab another beer from the bar as we sit on the stool and look towards our women lounging twenty feet away and listen to them talk about TV shows, life, this place, and work.
"Hey, tell me about Cate... is she wild?"
We both have sunglasses on I just keep broadening my grin. "Well Derek, I am going to take Cate to a topless beach and hopefully get her to a secluded part where I'll have her both give me the most amazing outside BJ and then I'll take her from behind and then finally after she orgasms, shoot it all over her."
Derek doesn't say anything and I notices he hasn't responded and nudge him.
"yeah you had me at topless beach! I'd love to take Colleen to one, but she wouldn't."
Colleen either notices us looking in their direction and waves or just does so to see if we are looking back. We pretend to talk like we are all business and then 'casually' respond with a wave of our own.
I proceed to tell Derek we could go to a beach and see if she is down, but then he is like, I don't think so with you and Cate. I get it and understand, but don't want to push it either. I think Derek knows best so we'll leave that alone.
So after another hour we go inside and grab the keys to go down to a crab shack. Colleen just threw on a tank top and shorts, but with how long she took, you'd have thought she just finished getting ready for the prom. We arrive there and immediately I get us a table and beer. Colleen takes a few quick swigs and I know "bad Colleen" is about to come out and play.
I hear those amazing words erupt from her lips as soon as she finishes her first drink. "this place is fucking awesome" . She says. We end up closing the place up and wander back to our house near one in the morning. When we get back we all hit the sack. I must say, I'm ready to have sex, but Cate is tired. Oh well, I can wait.
We do some snorkeling the next day and some sight seeing (or being guides for our friends). That night we go to a nice restaurant for dinner and while we are a pair of drinks in, Cate suggests going out to a club. I immediately think Colleen will the nix the idea, but she seems interested. I also think the drinks helped make the decision easier, but she wants to go and that is all that really matters.
On the way back to our house to change, Derek sits in the front seat as the girls talk in the backseat. It is funny, but we had our own conversation going and I know the girls had no idea about. We started our own somewhat cryptic conversation when we heard Cate mention to Colleen that she'd help her pick out a winning outfit. I glanced over at Derek whose eyes were already on me, with a "OH YEAH!!!" Knowing what we both did, Colleen would be dressed very racy for our night out.
We got back, dressed and changed and both Derek and I are waiting for the girls. He and I talked about what to expect in almost juvenile fashion. I don't know what we were discussing, but then both girls walk in the room. WOW. I am never ever disappointed... Cate has on a pair of heels, short plaid shorts and a dark red tube top and her hair down. She looks awesome. Then I see Colleen. OH MY... She's got what I can only describe as stripper heels, and a tight very short dress with her hair up. Her boobs are display as are Cate's.
We arrived at midnight which I thought was late, but opps, not really... It started to really pick up at this place (named Tantra) almost immediately and the fun started. The place got pretty packed and we had a blast. It might have helped that the drinks were strong which makes me happy we took a cab. I danced with Cate (albeit I dance like crap) and even Colleen who grinded her ass in crotch while her husband basically watched. A slightly intoxicated Derek shouted over the music later, "I'm going to really give it to her tonight!" I envied him. We stayed for another hour and change before it became pretty late for us all. On the way back, Derek sat in the front while I sat in the middle in the back (why I don[t know, but I did). Our cabbie was extremely talkative and Derek and Cate engaged him why Colleen and I talked a little. We hit a good bit of traffic and while we waited in it, I felt Colleen's hand on my thigh through my pants. She was gently and slowly kneeding my upper thigh. I glanced over and could basically look down her top. Her boobs were almost magical as I really just wanted to see them, but looked back at Cate as she continued to paw at my upper thigh. My dick became alive and was 'hanging' on that side. It began to grow and was just a few inches from her hand that I'm not totally sure she knew was rubbing there. The ride back was awesome and I basically had a hard-on the entire we home and I have to think she felt it moving in my pants. I won't fully know though and when we stopped at the house, her hand slid off my pants (bummer).
We all exit the car, with me being last (thankfully and I kinda' rush into the house hoping to hide my hard-on from Colleen and Derek. Cate saw it instantly, but just smiled. What can I say, I am easily aroused.
Inside we say our quick goodnights as I hold a magazine in front of my pants hoping it hides my hard-on. I think I am successful as to date, it has never been brought up. In our room Cate changes into a tank top and shorts and asks if I'd like a drink as she is going to go to the kitchen for one. I say sure, a PowerAde or water will work and she is off. I start looking at my phone as my hard-on starts to go down while I glance over emails. I look up and notice twenty minutes have gone and decide to just go get my drink as I assume Cate got stopped to talk or something.
In just a pair of thin pajama bottoms I trot down the stairs and go to the kitchen and no one is there and the lights are off. Hmm? I start to go back and see Cate standing by the glass French doors that lead out to the patio and pool. I walk up behind her and see she is looking out by the pool and almost startle her as I say, "whatch'a doin?"
I get a "shhhh!" and I look where she is looking. There across the pool near the railing, I see a naked Derek standing there while he doggy-styles an equally naked Colleens beside the railing. The lights are all out and what we can see is only because of the moon which casts a yellowish light on them. Colleen's boobs swing as he pounds her from behind and although we can't quite see the facial expressions, we know when she looks skyward that Derek must be doing something right.
I slide my hands around Cate's waist and up her shirt as we both watch. I squeeze a little bit more than gently on her boobs and she moans a little. I let my hand slip down her shorts and I feel her wetness. In my mind, I'm thinking she is going to let me do her here while watch, but Derek pull back from her and Colleen turns around and starts to kiss his chest and neck while she strokes him with her right hand. Derek is enjoying her kissing and then Cate and I both realize that if he looks over here, we'll be seen. I would like to think he'd be okay with it, but Cate says it might not be so we slowly back away and head to our room.
I get to our room and realize I have no drink and sneak back to the kitchen. After grabbing a drink and heading back, I come into the bedroom and Cate is sound asleep. FUCK... NO sex for me that night. So I turn in trying to let my hard-on subside.
The next two days are pretty uneventful as we let them do their own thing at night twice and then leave on third day. We exchange some hugs and goodbyes and they leave thanking us for a GREAT TIME. I wish something great had happened, but it was not to be.
The day after Colleen and Derek leave, it is a Monday or Tuesday and I've been horny for a few days now. Cate out of the blue mentions the night before we should go to Orient beach thinking it will be better as there is no cruise ship in port. I'm nervous about sporting a hard-on, but agree 100% we should go.
So we pack our stuff early the day of our beach day and then get dressed to go. I have on my dive shorts and a t-shirt as I watch Cate adjust her Blue and burgundy striped string bikini. It is something I really like watching her do and it just reaffirms my love for her despite my perversion. She knows I am looking and just smiles. As he puts on a tank top and shorts she kisses me and when I asked what's that for, she just says, "for being the same guy I fell in love with". It made me smile, but I'll stop with the gushy lovey stuff.
We get to Orient beach at 9 and the place seems to have the PERFECT amount of people.!!! We put down our blankets, chairs, and beach crap and the whole time I'm looking around. I see some great sights and some NOT so great sights which is okay too. So I look over at Cate with her aviator sunglasses on and see her down to her shorts and bikini top. She loses the shorts as I basically stand there 'daring her' to lose her top. She does and I found myself looking around to see if anyone noticed. No one really paid much attention and I'm pretty happy with that. Looking around the closest people to us are about 15 feet away.
We sit down and relax as I open up our cooler and grab a couple brunch sandwiches. Both of us eat, talk a little about the light breeze, Derek & Colleen, and God knows what else. About an hour has passed and I am people watching while Cate looks through a magazine and her boobs are getting lightly bronzed. I see a couple of guys walking around naked and I suddenly get confidence. Without much warning I stand up and lose my shorts and sit back down naked. Cate is reading her magazine and as I sit back down looks up and sees me naked.
Her mouth opens and I hear a "shit!". I point at her bikini bottoms and she says, "you think I should?" I nod and she stands up, unties the one side off come her bottoms. We both sit back down and I look at her for a good minute which makes her blush. Her large boobs have a shine to them from the suntan lotion, maybe a little perspiration, and/or the glow of her tanning skin make me really smile. I do at some point feel my penis growing, but yet not. It is hot out and while I am not aroused, my penis moving away from my body to cool down and it looks a little bigger. Cate and I end up having a conversation about it and she is the one who basically points it out to me.
At some point not long after this, a 50-ish aged over-weight man wanders into the waves which have gotten a bit bigger. He is trying to wade out into the surf I suspect to swim. I lose track of him as I read a baseball book. I hear a "AGHHHH!" pretty loud and look in the direction of it. It is this same guy who is out in the water and ends up crying out again. I don't remember when it happened, but both Cate and I briskly walking down tot he water and see he is in pain and struggling. We both wade into the water as someone else shouts, "sir, you okay?" He just groans again clutching below the waterline and we start to really go deeper into the water. I notice that another guy, a couple and an older woman are also advancing towards him. We get closer and I hear him say something and realize it is not in English. Thankfully I know this language!
"ma jambe! ma jambe" he shouts in a painful voice and I rush towards him. I like everyone else has no idea what is going on. I only know he said, "my leg" in French. We are all out there in the water as he slides down with just his head peaking out of the water. The other guy gets to him first and then me.
"Ma jambe! aghhh!", he shouts and I suddenly think worst case scenario: Shark! Thankfully no.
Then I hear the other guy say, "what is he saying?"
"He's saying 'his leg' and nothing more" I respond and we (the other guy) grab hold of the guy who is having trouble and help him out of the water. This guy does not help us and is like dead weight. I see the other guy almost get dragged under as this guy tries to swim towards us. I grab our 'big friend' who has the other guy by the arm and it finally allows him to get back up. Cate is right behind me and we get this guy out of the water and another woman comes over that must be his wife. I hear them talking and he groans about his leg which he must've had some kind of major cramp. I converse with him and share what he saying with the few others around. We all disperse slowly as he thanks us as does his embarrassed wife.
As I sit back down I start to explain to Cate about what happened, when that guy helped me comes over.
"Hey man, I wanted to say thanks for helping me pull him to shore. I don't think I could have without you." I chuckle and say, "yeah, he wasn't helping us much."
We exchange some pleasantries and we learn his name is Sam. At some point I notice Sam is butt naked too and I never really noticed at first. I'm confident in my manhood in saying I did see his penis. His penis was surprisingly smaller than I thought it would be. Sam's a clean cut guy about 5'09", REALLY in shape with a buzz cut and the only other thing I notice is a pair of dog tags around his neck. Looking at him, he has what I would call GQ looks and I see why women would be drawn to him. I stand up and shake his hand and he sees my baseball book and magazine's and we start to discuss baseball instantly. I realize a few minutes in that I have been rude and not introduced Cate. I apologize and she stands up to meet him. When she stands, I do catch her looking at his cock. I grin for a second and let them talk as she decides to talk a little trash about Sam and I's baseball teams. It is all in good fun and we chuckle for a little and the banter continues.
Then a see a woman wander over. I catch her walking over and she says, "hey Sammie who's your new friends?"
Sarah with an "h" (as we would come to find out her name) is equally naked and is pretty short at roughly 5'01" given she was just a few inches shorter than Cate. She too had dog tags around her neck and had short dark brown hair that came to just past her chin in a boob. She has very dark brown eyes that contrast with the whites of her eyes. However, the thing I noticed most about her was that body! WOW. Cate is in good shape, but this girl was extremely toned and very curvy. Those boobs were a C cup and her clean shaven pussy was very neat. Her one arm did have a 'sleeve of tattoos' (not really my thing), but I still found her striking. She had on sunglasses like my wife's and had this cute little nose and full lips.
Sam introduces Cate first and then she is introduced to me and I swear she checked out my package, but maybe I saw something that wasn't there. I shake her hand and we stand there talking for a good 1/2 hour. At some point either they or us invite them to move their beach gear closer to our so we can chat. They never really talked amongst themselves and just went with the flow and got their stuff.
At around 2PM I checked my phone and that is when I realized we had been talking to them for four hours! In that time I learned they were a couple in the United States Army. She was a recruiter and he was active-duty but on an extended leave. They were both from North Carolina and had been together for three years, but not married. He was 30 and she was 28. We talked about where they had gone and traveled too and heard some fun stories. They asked us about our relationship, what we did and how we met. My wife built me up pretty well and made Sarah (with an "h") go "awe..." over it. When she said that, she put her hand on my back and gently rubbed it. I both felt like I was dog named rover who had done a good trick and that she was flirting. I preferred and hoped for the second!
I put away my phone and apologized as I only wanted to see what time it was. Then Cate asked them if they wanted to grab a bite to eat with us. Before Sam could speak, Sarah said, "Sure." We decided we'd hang out a little while longer at the beach and then grab something to eat.
I was pretty hot and said I wanted to go in the water a little bit. Cate had a heavenly glow to her body from the oil in the tanning lotion and probably a tad bit of perspiration, but she asked me to reapply the lotion on her before I went in. So she squirted some in my hand and I proceeded to do her back and go down her legs and ass. I might have paid a little too much attention to her butt, but she didn't complain. As I did, she was talking to both Sarah and Sam. I felt like someone was watching me and saw Sarah was, but I wasn't sure how to read it. Cate turned around as I finished her back thighs and hat the suntan lotion in her hands and asked if I could do her front too. I don't know that she has ever asked me to do that before, but this was a first and I didn't want to disappoint. I started to ask, "why", but thought better of it. She took the awkward silence of them watching me and stated, "this way you can see I am properly covered." As I applied it everyone was silent and I felt uncomfortable so I paid very LITTLE time to those big boobs of hers. When I was at her waist my curious nature got the best of me and I looked back and caught a smiling Sarah.
"Don't miss a spot!", I think I was embarrassed a little and smiled back and turned to finish the job!
I got down to her feet and finished and dusted off my knees as I got to my feet. Suddenly, I wanted to head for the water and said, "Well, I'll be back in a little." I took two steps and said to myself, "Dumbass... you sounded like an idiot!"
I took a few more steps for the water and heard, "wait up, I'll join you!" I looked back and saw Sarah trotting towards me. Her boobs bounced as she came towards me and I looked. She knew it instantly; both that I was watching her boobs and that they were bouncing heavily. I had a moment of not knowing what to do and she said, "Judging by your look, I probably should run without a bra. I hope it was at least nice to see."
"Ah... yep," I responded quietly. In a quick fashion I tried to redirect the conversation, "So you want to swim, wade out, or just go in up to our knees?"
She giggled and put a hand on my arm. "Listen, I didn't mean to make you comfortable with that comment."
Immediately I was a little embarrassed and said, "No, it was no problem. You are really in shape and I... I should just stop talking, shouldn't I?" I felt like an idiot and my mind didn't seem to be able to communicate.
I laugh as soon as she does, "Well thank you...yours is not to shabby either! You don't have to stop talking, but let's wade out and get in the water."
We wade out a pretty good ways and I glance back seeing Cate and Sam talking sitting on the towel. The water feels good and Sarah begin to talk as we just kind of bob up and down in the chest high water. We swam, bobbled and otherwise just floated out there for good 30 minutes and then came back onto land. The water was warm, but felt refreshing from the sun. We both dried off and sat down and slid right into the conversation that was unfolding with Cate and Sam about where to eat later. We were all looking at our phones when Cate mentioned she'd love a drink.
I took this as a subtle hint from her and said I would go. I stood up put on my shorts when Sarah said, "Want some company?"
"Ah... Sure!" Then I very Unsubtly gave a glance to Cate that I think they all saw. Cate helped me out of the awkward moment by saying, "Go. Take him. If you can trade him for three Long Island Ice Teas... pfff... DO IT!" The big smile she showed broke the friction that I had unintentionally created. I just wanted to make sure it was okay with her that I go.
Sarah jumps up and I watch her boobs jiggle; I just can't help it. She puts on a pair of short shorts and a bikini top that really helps tell me I might be off their size. D cup or DD I think now. If only I could've touched them!
We start to walk towards a little hut down a good ways. We are about sixty feet away from Cate and Sam when the silence is broken by me. "I'm really sorry, I just wanted to check and make sure my wife wasn't going to get weird..." I am stopped with by a finger that gently pushes against my lips. I probably shouldn't say I stopped me, when it touched them I stopped, but you understand. Before we head off she grabs a straw-style cowboy hat and plops it on her head.
"You don't need to say anything. I understand." A giggle erupts and she then slides her arm under mine so I so I am 'escorting her' like I would on a date. "Now, where are we headed?"
Up ahead we see a number of reclining chairs that associated with a few beachside bars. We head into the first one we see and go up to the bar. It is mildly busy and the female bartender has long blond hair and a tube top on. She comes right over to us standing there and says, "Hello, what can I get for you two?" Right away I recognize her accent and can tell she is Dutch.
Before I can say our order Sarah says without any emotion, "I'd like to trade him (points to me) for three long Island Ice Teas." I am as speechless as bartender looks at her and then me.
"I don't think that is fair," the bartender says without missing a beat. "I'd easily give you six for him!" She would become my best friend in that moment for another 10 minutes until we left. "Seriously, what can I get you both."
I step in this time and say, "Thank you, glad someone knows my worth! Can we have four shots. I tell her which ones I want and I look over at Sarah. She looks like she trying to process how we are going carry four shots back than have to come back for four more drinks. I let her stand there for about twenty seconds giving me that look. "Oh the shots, they aren't for them. These are ours!"
She changes her expression and smiles. "Oh! Alright then!"
Our shots arrive and I give the bartender cash (and give her a very generous tip). She winks and says, "THANK YOU!"
I clink my shot gently against Sarah's and say, "To new friends and a great time on the beach." Before I shot she grins and nods. We both down them and the shots burn for both of us.
I grab the second shot and hand Sarah's second one to her and she clinks her glass against mine adding, "Here's to your great day and an even greater night!" I paused for a second when she said that and I must say, I think I am going to get lucky!
We order four long island ice teas and carry them back in their disposable containers. Sarah offered to pay, but I said, nah. Just outside the bar I take a sip and realize our bartender 'hooked them up'. WOW...
We get back to the blanket and sit and start to drink. "HOLY SHIT!" Cate blurts out with a "Sorry!" She pauses as we look at her. "These are strong! Ah, I meet need another!" We all laugh and drink.
When I finish mine, Cate asks me to go get another one. She tells me thank you and that I will be rewarded for my gallantry. I just grin and say, "I better!" Sarah hops up and says, "Wait up!"
We get to the bar again and the bartender asks if we want another and I say "sure!" I misunderstand as does she and sure enough four more shots. When they arrive I'm shocked and say, "Boy those long Island Ice Teas sure do get smaller!" She apologizes and I say no problem and pay for them. She gives them to us at 1/2 price and I pay for four more drinks plus the shots.
Sarah and I slug those back those shots and I am feeling them and looking at her she is too. She kisses me on the cheek when I pay for them and off we go back to the towel.
When we get back I think both Sarah and I need to slow down a bit. Apparently she does as well and we stretch that final drink over the course of going back one more time for Sam and Cate.
It's getting late to be at the beach so we wrap up everything and head out as we plan to pick up Sarah and Sam at 8PM to go eat and that is where I will have to stop for now. I'll post more later... PROMISE!