[JonThink]

My wife and I just spent a week at a nudist resort. My wife is not young anymore, and has been experiencing depression about her age and looks. She feels she is too old and no longer attractive. I have attempted to assure her that she looks 15 years younger than her age and is very attractive to me and other men. She disputes all my arguments and points out how her boobs sag, etc. Now, I have to admit that there is some sagging here and there, and I have told her that I am very happy with her appearance but realize that she wants to look younger. Therefore, if she so desires, I will pay for any cosmetic surgery she wants, but I let her know it was for her, and not something I desired for her to have. It is solely for her to have a better self-image. I, on the other hand, am very happy with her the way she is.

So, off we went to a nudist resort for the week. We seemed to be having a good time together, and there was no mention of her appearance. She walked around nude and seemed to have no aversion to the way she looked nude. On Thursday night, we were in the hot tub when a very good-looking and well-built guy (in every way) joined five of us in the spa. He settled in right next to my wife, but on her side away from me. After exchanging a few pleasantries, I heard my wife say, "You look very familiar. I think maybe I have seen you here before. Tell me a little about yourself." I also thought he looked somewhat familiar, but we had not been to this club for almost three years. The guy told us that he was a professional salesman that worked on a contract basis to promote products and ideas. And this guy looked the part. We chatted with the guy for almost an hour. He got ready to depart, but said to my wife just prior to leaving, "You know, I think I remember you too." Then he looked at me and stated. "I hope you are not taken back, but she is the one that a guy would remember." I responded that I understood. However, I thought to myself, "How come I sort of remember this clown, and I am nothing to him." At any rate, my wife seemed to get a charge out of his remembrance of her.

On the next day, which was the sixth day of our visit to the nude resort, the lounge was open and dances were held on both Friday and Saturday night. I pulled out four very sexy outfits that I had bought for my wife to wear to the dances both nights. It was up to her as to which 2 of the 4 she would wear. She pulled a hessey-fit, and said that none of the outfits would look attractive on "an old, aging body." She said that I saw her only through the eyes of someone from 30 years ago. I argued that was not true. She finally settled on a blue dress with a plunging neckline below her navel and a very short skirt that hardly covered her pussy and the bottom of her ass cheeks. It was very, very sexy, and I knew that as she danced it would ride up and expose both of those two things it barely covered prior to any movement while dancing. And such was the case. I didn't get to see her exposed so much while dancing with her, but when she started doing several line dances that I didn't know, I sat down and watched her on the dance floor. Her boobies kept jumping out of the two narrow pockets on the halter top of the dress, and her ass and pussy were exposed about 4 inches by the end of each line dance. I was in a lather. After the dance, we went back to our motor home and had outstanding sex. I thought all was well until the next dance night the following evening.

On Saturday evening, I asked which of the three remaining outfits she would wear that evening. One of the outfits, which I truly hoped she would wear was a fence net full body suit that had the pussy and ass area cut out of it. It was so sexy, and when she tried it on, her tits poked out of the large fence net and her pussy and ass were framed by the underneath opening. The lounge had some black lights which would make the vibrant neon green body suit light up. No one could miss her once those black lights displayed her framed ass and pussy. However, she once again threw a fit about her age and wearing something for a 20-year old. I finally talked her into giving it a chance. However, before the dance, the nude resort had a social get-together for all with food served, but the all-comers had to bring their own drinks. We selected a very good white wine. Once we had selected our food, my wife headed for her chair, but, unfortunately, hit a wine glass and spilled the individual's full glass of wine. If it was scripted, you still would not believe it. The glass of wine belonged to the good-looking salesman we had conversed with in the hot tub. My wife was very apologetic and replaced his wine with some of our own. He was by himself, and asked if he could join us. Again, he positioned himself on my wife's opposite side away from me, which better allowed for he and my wife to converse. At the conclusion of dinner, my wife asked if he was going to the dance later that evening. He said that there was not much reason to do so since he was alone. My wife then said, "I am certain there will be plenty of single women there who would desire to dance with you. He laughed and said he might consider dropping by for a short time.

My wife and I returned to our motor home to get ready for the dance. There she unloaded on me about trying to make her look 30, when she was well passed her prime. She let me know that she hated every outfit I had purchased for her and would not wear any of them after this one night. She told me that I should buy things only age appropriate, and none of the four outfits were that. She yelled and screamed at me the entire get-ready time. Nothing I said would alter her demeanor. Once at the dance, she danced with me a few times, but wasn't in the mood to have a nice evening. I went to the bar to get drink refills, and lo and behold, the handsome salesman was there. He was already nude, which was somewhat unusual since most people at these dances don't ditch their clothes until they are an hour or so in. I caught his eye and asked if if would do me a big favor. I explained that my wife was having a great amount of self-doubt about her appearance and was really upset with her looks. He responded that such talk was totally unwarranted, and that she was most attractive. I told him that I would give him $20 if he would come by our table and compliment her appearance and ask her for a dance. He said that the $20 was not necessary and to put my money away. I insisted and put a $20 in his hand. I even told him that he could grab a few feels while they were dancing if he so desired. He asked if I was sure of that, and I agreed. He waited a few moments after I returned to the table with the drinks for my wife and I. Then he stopped by while acting surprised to find us there. He complimented my wife and said that she took the prize as the sexiest woman there. He said that he had seen her neon body suit lighted by the black lights, but thought that it was a very young woman much too young for him. My wife blushed and said that his compliment was a nice come on, but she knew better. He said that he really meant it and would love a dance with her.

The salesman then escorted my wife to the dance floor, and they started dancing. She smiled like she hadn't smiled in ages as they joined together. I could tell that he had began massaging her boobs, had his hand on her bare ass in the back body suit slit and even felt a little pussy in the front slit as they slow danced. She didn't resist any of his overtures. In fact, she seemed to draw nearer to him with each of his advances. They continued dancing both fast and slow dances for about three or four dances without returning to the table. Then she said, "Well it is about time to shed this body suit -- we have been here over an hour." With that, she stripped off the body suit and stood there naked eyeing his naked body. Then a slow dance started, and then she grabbed his hand and led him to the dance floor. Eventually, they danced while thoroughly pawing each other and terminated it in a full-blown lip lock. They returned to the table, and she breathlessly asked me if she could show "Mark our motorhome." I said that we could, but she interrupted and said, "I know how you love these dances. So just stay here, and we will be right back." I was pretty certain what was going to happen with old Mark, but I knew that it could not be easily stopped. So, I agreed to her request and watched as they departed the lounge nude, and arm and arm.

After about half an hour neither my wife or Mark had returned. I left the dance and walked to the motor home to see what was happening. When approaching it, I saw two naked bodies all twisted together. She had left the d****s open and some lights were on in the front portion of the motor home that illuminated the bedroom area. They were in the missionary position, and Mark was pumping away. I could hear her guttural screams of delight even though the windows were closed. I could tell she was climaxing, but he was not. He let her get her breath and then led her over toward the sofa. He pulled it away from the wall and pushed her down over the back with her ass high in the air and entered her from the rear. He continued pumping her while feeling her boobies and ass. She again climaxed, but not old Mark. He then had her knell down and take that huge cock oof his in her mouth and give him a blow job. Again, the guy didn't climax as her jaws wore out. He then had her give him a lap dance after she put on "American Woman." She had never given me a lap dance, but seemed very good at it. He grinned as she climbed over his legs and Frenced him while inserting that giant hard dick in her wet pussy. Then she bounced up and down on it for what seemed like 10 minutes. Finally, her legs gave out, and she had to stop with the bouncing, but gave him some very active pussy squirms. As a culmination to their evening sexy orgy, he led her back to the bed and put her in the missionary position with her legs over gis shoulders and pumped away for what seemed to be half and hour. I could tell that she got another two climaxes during this procedure. He finally pulled as he began climaxing, and shot his load on her chest and then on her face. She even opened her mouth to lick his sperm and swallow it. She never swallows my sperm and won't even let me shoot it anywhere except a napkin. Then before he was totally finished he placed his somewhat relaxed dick in her pussy and finished his load there. From there, they both collapsed on the bed.

I have to admit that I was more than jealous, but it was somewhat exciting to see my wife so totally fucked by another guy. He had to be the Gold Metal Stallion of all men. After a long while, they started getting up. She washed up, and they began to move toward the door to return to the dance. I hauled ass back to the dance to appear to have been there the entire time they were gone. As they walked in, Mark said, "Not only do you have a beautiful wife -- you also have a beautiful motor home!" I responded that I agreed, and that the bed was especially comfortable. Mark said, "Oh, really!" Mark then told us that he had to take leave, and that he had to head home the next morning. My wife said that we also had to leave the resort and head home. She said, "I hope we can keep in contact and see you her again in the future," Mark responded that it would be quite possible. He told us that he would drop his business card off in the wiper blade of our tow vehicle before he departed early the next morning. And he did. Upon returning to our motor home, my wife said that we needed to sleep on the sofa sleeper, because she had spilled her drink all over the bed while showing the motor home to Mark. As we returned on the walk back to our motor home, my wife told me that she was sorry about the way she acted about the outfits and would wear them anytime I desired and also said how much she loved me.

On the way home the next day, I said, "You know I am not a naive old fool. I know that you didn't need to take over an hour and a half to show Mark our motor home. You fucked him -- didn't you?" She admitted that she had. I asked her how was it? She said that she wouldn't lie about. She exclaimed that he was quite good in bed. I asked if he was the best ever. She hesitated and then said, "Well, he was very, very good!!!" So, there you have it. I paid a guy $20 to ball my wife with probably a proviso from her that he could do it any time he desired to have her. She certainly has a much better self-image, but not me so much!