[Londonguy]

Has anybody else ever benefitted from their other half being driven by competitive instincts to expose some flesh?

My wife is a fairly decent looking woman. I think she's stunning but if I'm being totally objective she's probably a 6-7 out of 10. Rarely the prettiest girl in the room but one that most guys would generally be happy to play around with. That said she has superb tits. 32c, firm and much perkier than they should be for their size.

Personality wise she's conservative, straight-laced and possibly a bit prudish if I'm totally honest. That picture of her should help to explain why what happened on a holiday in Tenerife last week was such a buzz.

During the course of the weeks holiday we progressed to 'good mornings' and limited small talk to another couple. They were from the neighbouring town to us in Essex so that was the ice-breaker. He was ok, a decent bloke and I thought she was ok too - very good looking, but a bit of a bimbo if I can use a term from the past. Harmless but a bit self-obsessed. They were about 5 years older than us (mid-forties) but they both dressed as if they were in their twenties. Anyway, my wife liked him too but thought his wife was a pain and I was under strict instructions not to get too chummy with them! The general routine was that they'd come and exchange pleasantries after breakfast and take a couple of sunbeds next to ours. After lunch we'd go for a wander on our own and sit outside beach bars where my wife would spend time slagging off the woman!

By about day 5 my wife had had enough of the other woman's talk of expensive nights out, her new Range Rover evoque and designer handbags. She'd resorted to referring to her as 'pneumatic norma' because she was certain her boobs had been done. I wasn't sure. She kept her top on the whole time (as, alas, the vast majority do these days) but they we're certainly big and firm! It was getting a bit awkward because although my wife was making it clear that she wasn't interested in chatting and was, I thought, being actually quite rude the other woman was oblivious and was being her usual over-bearing self.

The day before we left we'd had breakfast and sat beside the pool in our usual spot. My wife was sitting there in shorts and t shirt - her usual attire for breakfast with her bikini underneath. Nothing was out of the ordinary except that she hadn't yet taken off her outer layer to begin sunbathing. I thought nothing of it at the time.

Ten minutes later, our 'friends' turned up and we had our usual small talk. It wasn't long before pneumatic Norma was talking about herself and the cocktails they'd obviously spent a fortune on the previous night at the hotel bar. At this point, whilst we were talking my wife stood up and took her shorts off. No big drama. Except she then took off her top and underneath she didn't have her bikini on. Tits out on show, nonchalant as you like. Cool as anything she walks round the sunbed and dips into her bag for her bikini top and starts putting it on.

To say it was a show stopper was an understatement. later on she admitted she'd done it 'show norma and her fella what a real pair of boobs look like'.

She'd obviously been stewing for days and decided to upstage the seemingly more glamorous woman. It was quite out of character, she'd never even been topless on a beach before. What a day!

Any similar stories?