After reading my previous post I will amend the opening to not so quick update.
Friday night was anticlimactic. I was expecting some extra curricular activities. Both ladies went straight to bed after our meal. Kenneth and I stayed up late talking then bed.
My wife actually woke up early and sat out on the deck having coffee. We even walked the beach. She said it's funny watching kenneths wife nervously watch for people they know. She explained that they had agreed during the trip to wear no undergarments and the one bikini with no lining. Also no covering. It is also fun listening to her so confidently talk about events and plans. She said she is not drinking as much today. She wants to be somewhat sober all day. I said I hope it dosen't effect the viewing. She smiled. Before we knew it we had walked all the way to the pier on the public beach. It's around 7 a.m. I say this because my wife is wearing one of my tank tops. It's old, frazzled and thin. The arm holes extend past her ribs down each side. Loads of side boob visable.
Also as stated she did not bring underwear. She just woke up and put on my shirt to have coffee. At the beginning of our walk I mentioned the wind blowing the hem of the shirt up exposing her ass and pussy at times. She confidently said, well do you not enjoy the view. From that point we just talked and walked. We spend some time at the base of the pier. It extends into the water we watch people fishing off the sides. After some time and noone catching a fish people are starting to arrive walking the beach and jogging. So we head back. As we walk, she would get ahead of me, she teases me by pulling the shirt up to her waist walking naked from the waist down. She would also pull the sides inward and walk with both tits out bouncing. She was enjoying the effects on me. Its windy and warm as we walk.
We are walking. I say I dare you to walk as far as you can like that. I was meaning pulling the sides together with her tits out. Without a pause she pulled the sides together and twisted the hem on her waist. Now shes walking completely exposed. The people in front are still dots so she assumed she had time. We continue. We are walking and talking about the seagulls in front of us. A young guy maybe late twentysomething jogged from behind us passed my wife on her left. He turned facing us smiling as he jogged backwards. He said. Thanks for the show. My wife immediately pulled the shirt down and pulled the top over her tits. Hes still jogging slowly backwards. He said, dont mind me I really enjoyed catching up to you guys. She looked at me and twisted her hem back on her waist and pulled the top in releasing her tits. He jogged backwards a few more seconds looking. He said, thanks and enjoy the beach. He turned and quickened his pace. After getting about twenty yards he spun around again checking. Shes still exposed. He did a thumbs up turned and he never looked back again.
My wife was so excited about that encounter. She replaces her shirt as the dots started getting bigger. We passed several runners and a bike as we walked. She was too nervous to expose anything. She had many heads turn at the sideboob as they passed and I would point it out but I did not ask for more. We were getting closer to the beach houses and passed two men walking the waterline. We stopped.
My wife asked what they were doing. They had a Halloween bucket and were picking up shells. Both looked to be late 50s maybe. They immediately took notice of the flesh exposed from the arm holes as she moved. They showed her the shells they had picked from the water.
If they had stepped back they would be getting glimpses of her pussy or ass as the wind was blowing the bottom of her shirt up and down. They were too close to notice. The had an assortment of shells and my wife was truly intrested in getting a few as she asked how. They explained that you walk as the wave crashes reach into the water and feel around grabbing shells as they roll. They invited us to try. I declined, bending over with a hangover is not good. I step back to dry sand and sit. They walk around in water above the ankle, more as waves crash. She watches as they get shells. Soon shes in there with them. She has her feet apart knees slightly bent but bending down at the hip. My shirt ended up at the top of her ass. I'm looking at full on pussy.
The men are on each side focused on the arm holes exposing her full tit from the side as they attempt to get shells and look at her at the same time. As they continue after each wave the man on the right moved to pass her from behind right to left. She is into this periodically catching shells. She is fully bent over as he started passing her and he stopped behind her looking at her asshole to pussy. He stares then turns looking at me smiling. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled. He stood there maybe three feet behind my wife watching her bend over dig in the wave and stand. He has a perfect view. He eventually moved to his buddy and obviously told him. His buddy then moved to behind my wife. After two or three nice views he too looked at me smiling. I shrugged my shoulders again smiling. She spent maybe ten minutes giving them great views of her pussy. At times as she would bend the one behind her would bend down facing between her legs acting like they were shell hunting also.
After about ten minutes, my wife stood and turned facing one of the men. She said thank you guys I've got seven pretty shells. I got up and we headed to the house. Once down the beach she said, you think I gave them a good look. I laughed and said, more than you know. She smiled and dropped the shells in the water and said, oh I know exactly what they were doing.
We got back to the house talking about the jogger and the two men when Kenneth and his wife came out so we retold all.
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