You are correct on several fronts. This experience was unique in that we spent time on a "nude" beach for the first time and after the initial novelty, she was quite comfortable. As I have said before, she seems to get repetitive with her "excuses" such as sunscreen or moisturizer application assistance along with differing degrees of alcohol consumption. I don't ask or complain, just enjoy the ride.
Keith and I sat talking for some time. Still early in the evening. I decided to visit the facilities and refresh my soda. As I excused myself Keith asked for another. I asked if he was sure he could handle another. He said at his age he should try to enjoy himself more so he was starting now.
After getting back to the kitchen I walked to the breakfast area and looked out the window. Keith was standing next to my sleeping nude wife just looking down at her. I got two large glasses of ice and returned. Still standing next to her. I bring the mix to the table. Keith is behind her repositioning the lounger back from a 45 degree to the last setting before flat. I pour my soda and start on his. He walks to the side again, pauses. As I mix I look again, he either rubbed his hand across her tit or grabbed a hand full of tit. He returned to his chair. I gave him an extra pour for good measure.
When I returned, he took a drink and said yo do make them strong. He said he adjusted the back because she looked uncomfortable. We are sitting at the foot of the lounger facing her. She is flat on her back. Left arm over her head right arm to her side, legs straight. We have a nice view of her pussy and tits. After some conversation, I ask Keith what he thought of the day. He said he never dreamed he would be in the company of such a beautiful naked woman in his remaining years much less touch her. I asked him how he felt touching her. Nervous to fantastic. He said he did not think he would get the reaction he received. I asked. He said that she got really wet and aroused. I said yes every time.
He described in detail using adjectives life soft, wet, hot etc. as he told me how he went from nervous to excited. He concluded with I hope I didn't go to far. I said my wife would have stopped you if you had.
I tickled the bottom of her foot and nothing. She's very ticklish. She didn't move. I said I guess she's going to be dead to the world for several hours, too much drink. Keith, feeling his drink said "damn, I had hopes of helping with the front". I laughed and said I guess we could finish. Keith said, she said let's finish in the chair to me. His drink and our conversation had him excited and bold. I started to tease him with are you sure you can handle the front after drinking. He rambled on about ready and willing practically begging. I was enjoying it.
I had every intention of allowing him to assist but I enjoyed stalling and hearing all his reasoning for a solid five minutes. As begging turned to desperation I said ok. Start with her legs after you finish your drink. He killed the remainder and stood up wobbly. I asked if he was ok. He said it's been awhile since he had drinks but he was fine.
He started at her knees. As he got to her feet she adjusted her position and said in her drunken stopper "feels good". I had him spend extra time on the feet. Looking at her pussy she was still aroused and wet with the touching.
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