We made friends with this couple who we had a lot in common with, a 2 y/o child, SAHM's, and since we were just starting our careers, almost penniless. The wives we both young and attractive, the other, Sue, was a smoke show, tall dirty blonde, big boobs and a nice country girl smile. My wife would tease me about staring at Sue in her halter tops.
They invited us to go with them to the beach, Sue's parents owned a beach house near Panama City that they were free to use, they went on an annual trip along with two other couples from their hometown. We were very excited to get a vacation, a rarity on our budget, so we jumped at the chance. The stars were all aligned, I had a weeks vacation left that I had to use, so we were busting to go. I couldn't help thinking of seeing Sue in a bikini.
The Thursday before we were set to leave, disaster struck, my boss had to have emergency surgery, I was his backup. His boss flew down and made a deal, he knew I was set to go on vacation, but if I postponed he would give me an extra week, plus a $1000 bonus, in those days that was a lot of money. I really had no choice, I liked my job and the company I was with, I had a good future with them, but someone had to be there, so I accepted.
My wife was upset because she had her heart set, so I said she should go ahead without me, my little bonus would pay for a trip later that summer. So Saturday morning, off they went. There were no cell phones back then, beach houses didn't have phones, so I didn't hear from here until they got back next Saturday.
It seems that on this annual trip, due to the remote location of the house, the ladies are often topless, skinny dipping after the kids are down for the night and the joints are lit, is a daily treat. My wife, not a shy person, fit right in, she said the ladies from the others couples were hot too. So I missed a week of 4 hotties walking around in a state of undress, with my wife displaying her charms too. My only consolation prize was a couple of snapshots of the ladies lined up 4 abreast.
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