[kennycust3867]

I am so glad to have found this site and would like to post my first story. While I prefixed it with First Time, it could also be under the Reluctant category. Also, I'll be posting it in parts to break up the long read and to allow you, the reader, a bit of anticipation wondering where this story is going to go. Hope you enjoy!

One of the first times I saw my wife Renee touched by another man was in the Fall of 1994. Renee and I were just married and took a honeymoon cruise aboard the Carnival cruise ship Ecstasy out of Miami. The first day onboard we discovered that the pool area was a very crowded place. While continuing to explore the ship, we discovered that there was an “adults only-tops optional” deck that didn’t seem to be as crowded and had plenty of chairs available. I asked Renee if she was game and could see that my twenty-two year old wife was debating it in her head. Trying to help, I told her that we were on vacation with a bunch of strangers and if we wanted to get a little wild, that it would be ok.

It’s not like we were prudes or anything. We had been in several same room sex encounters with other couples and even though there was very little lighting, just listening and being listened to made the sex that much hotter. Her response to the topless deck was “we’ll see” as she wrapped her arms around me and gave me a passionate kiss. I didn’t know if the erection I had was due to the kiss or the potential to show off my wife a bit, but either way this was going to be a fun cruise.

That night at dinner, we met a nice older fellow sitting at our table named Chuck. After the standard introduction questions, we began to talk a bit more about ourselves. We found out that he was retired and his wife had passed away a few years ago. Going on a cruise was something they had always talked about, but never found the time to do it. After her passing, he finally decided to book a cruise and see what all the fuss was about. We soon found out that he was a pretty cool guy that kept us entertained with a myriad of stories about his and his late wife’s adventures in life.

Soon enough though, there was a pause and then that awkward silent moment. I spoke up and asked Chuck if he had seen the rest of the ship yet. He replied that he had and that it looked like the pool was going to be pretty crowded on our “at sea” days when the ship didn’t stop at a port. I then asked Chuck if he had seen the “adults only” deck. He replied that he had but didn’t feel comfortable going up there by himself. He didn’t want people to think he was a dirty old man trying to get a free show or something to that effect. We all laughed at that and I said that Renee and I had considered going up there and, if we did, he could just hang out with us. He replied that he would like that a lot and as I looked over at Renee to gauge her reaction, I thought I could see a little blush across her cheeks.

Later that evening in our cabin, I asked Renee if she was ok with Chuck hanging out with us during the day since I offered without talking it over with her first. At first, she said it was ok but then realized that this charming older man might see her bare chested in the upcoming days. Suddenly, she became a little self conscious at the possibility. I reassured her that she had nothing to worry about but if it did bother her, she could just leave her bikini top on. It was, after all, a tops-"optional" deck. This seemed to reassure her somewhat and with that, we drifted off to sleep.

The next morning was an “at-sea” day and we headed to the pool after breakfast. It was more crowded than we expected and Renee actually spoke up first and asked if we were going to the topless deck instead. I didn’t need to be asked twice and we grabbed a bucket of beer and headed up top where we found a handful of couples that had the same idea. I also noticed that a few of the ladies had removed their tops and while I enjoyed the view, I secretly hoped this would inspire Renee to do the same.

Renee and I found a place towards the back of the deck that was pretty much out of view and set our stuff down on a couple of loungers. As we looked around, I made a comment that other girls were topless. Just as I was going to ask Renee her thoughts on that, she reached behind her and undid the ties on her bikini top. As her lovely little 34B’s came into view, I noticed her dark red half dollar sized areola and thick nipples that were already beginning to harden up. Of course, whether this was due to the ocean breeze or the excitement of the situation was up for debate.

Actually, what really turned me on about Renee’s breasts were her tan lines. For years, she had laid in the sun with a top on and the contrast between her tanned skin and the milky white flesh of her bosom was very obvious. As I admired her courage and smiled at her, she just tried to play it cool and say that this was the perfect opportunity to get rid of those darn tan lines. We both laughed and settled into our loungers, taking in the warm weather and the salty sea air.

I was the first to see Chuck approaching and when he reached us, it startled Renee and she moved to cover her bare breasts. I totally expected this and worried that she would want to put her top back on. Chuck handled the situation perfectly though. Instead of ogling her and making her feel uncomfortable, he assured her there was no need in covering up because of him and that doing so would take away from the lovely scenery. Of course, he also needed someone to help him with the bucket of beer he brought up too. I was impressed with his flattery as was Renee and she slowly moved her arms away and leaned back to soak in some more sun.

Before long, it didn’t seem to bother Renee a bit that she was half naked in front of our new friend. I also noticed that while Chuck was attempting to be nonchalant, he was stealing every opportunity he could to study Renee’s charms. This was even more evident as I would reapply oil to her body throughout the afternoon, making sure to pay special attention to her breasts and nipples as Chuck looked on. Of course, we were all feeling little to no pain as a result of the alcohol and his glances seemed to go unnoticed by Renee, or so I thought.

Soon enough, Renee decided that she had enough sun and got up to put her top back on and gather her stuff. I went to finish my beer off and join her but she told me to relax and finish my beer with Chuck. She leaned in to give me a kiss and whispered that it would give her time back in our cabin to get ready for me. She then added to not keep her waiting too long and, as an incentive, gently licked my earlobe. She pulled away from me and to my surprise, she walked over and gave Chuck a hug and a peck on the cheek and thanked him for his company.

As Renee walked away, I caught Chuck staring at her and he apologized, telling me what a beautiful wife I had. I agreed with him and said that apologies weren’t necessary as I didn’t mind the compliments. He went on to tell me how much Renee reminded him of a younger version of his wife and that looking at her brought back many memories of their time together in similar situations. Watching me rub oil on Renee earlier took him back to the times he did the same to his wife and he admitted that he was a bit envious of me. As we finished our beers, he told me I should go have fun. I gave him a puzzled look and he said that he may be old but he wasn’t stupid. We both laughed at his remark, shook hands and I left to go see what my wife was up to.