So here I am. Book in hand, drink in hand, a naked woman beside me and on a beach. I made it through a chapter. I would look up on occasion to make sure no one was around. I could see people way down the shoreline but they were dots. No one in between. After the chapter I see a person walking towards us. I think about covering my wife but she is in the shade sleeping comfortably.
I am getting nervous as he approaches. He is walking at the edge of the dry sand and wet sand. I have my sunglasses on and a book. I look like I'm reading but watching him approach. I could tell exactly when he confirmed what he was seeing. He stopped dead in his tracks looking. Took a couple of steps, stopped again. Maybe twenty yards to my right. He turned around and was walking back. I thought, nice, he's going to respect our privacy. He then turns and heads back toward us. This time he is up from the edge. He will cross at around ten paces. He slows as he gets closer looking at my wife. When he is straight below he stops looking at her. I give him a few seconds and raise my head. He nods at me and continues walking but looking.
He walks several hundred yards to our left and turns around heading back. As he gets closer he moves up the beach. He will now pass five paces in front. He actually stops about twenty yards to our left and looked like he was taking pictures with a cell phone. He the continued walking. I look up as he reaches the foot of the blanket. He is looking down as he sllloooowwwwlllyyy walks by. He looks back several times but kept walking.
An elderly couple I had seen the previously was again walking. They walked by at the waters edge. The waved and said hello but continued by. Soon they were headed back. As they got closer they veered toward us. They walked right up to the end of the blanket. Turns out they are Keith's neighbor and he told them we were staying in Kenneths house. Don't remember names but I started with Keith said it was ok for my wife to work on her all over tan here. They both said absolutely. I told them she was napping. They wouldn't let me wake her. We talked for several minutes. I didn't really notice his wife looking at my wife but her husband was positioned directly between my wife's legs and he did take in the sights but not in a perverse way if that makes sense. After several more minutes of conversation they said to enjoy our time there and headed back.
No one else came up to the blanket. Several people walked by and on the return walked closer but did not stop or make me feel uncomfortable in any way. When my wife woke up she was refreshed and ready. It was after four p.m. when she said this is great it's like having our own private beach. I agreed and thought I would tell her about her nap later. I said it would be nice to see a reaction to her. As she made a drink she said maybe Keith will show up. Looking down the beach I see two people actually running. Way away but I could tell running. I mentioned it to my wife. She smiled and said she will sit on the wet sand. Killed the drink and sat down on the wet sand just so the water would run up to her knee then retreat.
She is sitting legs straight and leaning back on her hands facing the gulf. Not long two guys in their thirties came jogging up. Again you could tell when they confirmed what they see. They stopped a ways away and started walking. I'm again "reading". They walk up to my wife standing side by side on her right. Her legs are opened wide because I can see them past each side. I am looking at her back. She is leaning way back head tilted talking to the joggers. They are standing at her knee looking down and as the water comes up their shoes are getting soaked. They spend some time talking then wave at me and continue running.
My wife walks into the ocean. She spends ample time in the water. As she starts out the joggers are coming back. Perfectly "timed". They stop and walk up to her. She is facing me looking fantastic. They again spend time talking. She starts walking toward me. They stand watching. She is smiling and exaggerating her walk. They start walking, they wave and say something. My wife turns facing them and does the overhead wave causing her tits to shake. They wave back and continue running. My wife relayed the conversation but was really casual laced with compliments. She really liked the compliments. They turned her on so much she rubbed one off while in the water before they came back. She found them very charming and attractive.
She did say that she opened her legs wide and was exaggerated in leaning back because they were getting her aroused with the compliments and staring at her. She did casually touch herself while talking, acting like she was removing beach sand. She said after the second time she did this they mentioned her touching herself. She excused it with removing sand but couldn't wait to get in the water to finish.
We had eight or nine more people pass but she was on the blanket and no one really made a big deal just maybe wave and some staring.
As sundown approached Keith came wondering over. I moved my chair to the end of the blanket directly if front of my drunkish wife. She is now oblivious to her nudity. I offered my chair and he sat down. I sat on his right facing him and my wife. My wife is sitting Indian style leaning back on her hands talking about the day. We talk awhile until my wife exits to take a dip.
Keith asked me if she may have had a beverage or two. I said yes. He mentioned that she is less inhibited today with her modesty. I said yes that she's more comfortable. As we watched my wife play in the water, titties bouncing. Keith said his neighbor came over excited about our earlier encounter. I acted dumb. He said he described every inch of my wife from toes to forehead. He was focused on her tits and open pussy. I told him i had no idea that he was staring but casually. Keith laughed and said he has a mental picture. I acted shocked. Keith said there's a few mental pictures we will leave behind as he smiled watching her walk back to the blanket bouncing.
We sat back down. My wife sat on the blanket in front of Keith talking. She had her knees to her chest and her pussy fully exposed to Keith's view as she talked. I don't know what she said. I was looking at the case on Keith's belt and thinking about his repeated mental picture statement and the possibility that the man took a distance picture earlier. They were chatting. As Keith started talking my wife laid back and was rummaging through the backpack. Keith looks like an obgyn. My wife is flat on her back digging blindly in the backpack. Her knees were up but opened wide. Her pussy is stretched and fully displayed. Keith is maybe three feet away staring straight into her pussy. I say another mental picture. He never moved his eyes, he responded yes.
She sat back up with lip gloss. The sun is rapidly leaving. I look at Keith and ask if he had pictures on his phone. He said many. He didn't get the hint. I said are they better than mental pictures. He said yes. He then said really. I said it's up to my wife. She is drunkishly dumbfounded. I said Keith mentioned how he has mental pictures of you for a lifetime. I thought he might enjoy a few posed shots that won't include your identity. She sarcastically said I doubt he would want that on his phone. He smiled and said I think he would.
Leaving out all the negotiating, my wife agreed. So we packed up. We had one towel in the backpack. I asked Keith what pose he wanted. He could not come up with one. I said how about one laying out wet on the towel, one from behind drying and one frontal drying. All agreed. I opened the collapsible cooler and removed one very cold bottle of water. I took the cooler unzipped the edge and from behind poured the melted ice water over her head and body to her screeching.
It had the perfect effect. She had chill bumps over her body and nipples were rock hard. She laid on the towel and put her big floppy hat over her face. I snapped two good pictures. She stood up complaining of cold. I sat in the beach chair. My wife stood in front of me about five feet. Legs apart she arched her back and threw her hair back. Before she could get the towel up I snapped two good pictures. I had her turn and face me. She had the towel up and around her hair and face. Legs apart, back arched arms up. I snapped two pictures.
She continued drying to our audience. Rather than put on her bikini she put on the see through cover up. We walked past several people heading back. Men staring as we passed. Keith carried a few things so my wife didn't have to so he arrived at Kenneths with us. My wife headed to the shower. We cleaned all the beach gear of sand and Keith actually stayed to watch the sun go down with us on the deck. He also asked for a drink as I was making mine. We finished our drinks to my wife walking outside. She had a towel wrapped on her head and that was it. I was headed in to refresh my drink. She sarcastically asked if we mind if she applys her body lotion on outside. I agree as I walk by and swat her bare cheek.
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