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  “She’s got magic little hands too – nice and soft.” Robbie glanced at Tamika and caught her smile as he said that. She was still looking at Jeremy’s cock. It appeared to be fully erect and was almost standing directly upright – quite a powerful erection for an older guy.

  “Well, I’ll look forward to feeling how soft they are,” Jeremy went on, deliberately looking at Tamika.

  She smiled again and looked from Jeremy to her husband. “And I’ll look forward to feeling that,” she said, glancing deliberately at Jeremy’s cock again. “I’ve never felt one that big before.”

  *

  Jeremy moved his cock to the side and covered it. Tamika tied her bikini top in place. They were soon heading out the door, and Robbie watched from the balcony until they emerged from the building and walked across a small park and onto the sand. Tamika waved back up when they had chosen a spot to sit, then they both went into the water and stayed there swimming for a while.

  There weren’t many people at the beach because it was a week day and still in usual work hours. There was no one anywhere near Tamika when she got back to her towel and lay down. She was there alone for a few minutes, then Jeremy returned from his swim and sat next to her. She lay down placing a hat over her eyes. She was lying on her back and Jeremy sat facing her and looking her over.

  Robbie watched Jeremy through binoculars. He was obviously enjoying the freedom without a husband around, and with Tamika not watching what he was doing. He was studying her legs and her little blue bikini pants quite closely, and he was openly staring at her tits. Robbie was watching his face and didn’t notice right away but another man had started setting up his towel nearby. He would have been about Jeremy’s age. He had set up about four or five yards away at the top of a dune where he had a good view of Tamika, and he was positioned to be looking directly at her without having to turn his head.

  Robbie watched that guy for a while as he casually looked his wife over. She sat up and removed her bikini top. Then Jeremy said something to the other guy and they started chatting. That old guy stood and approached to stand over Tamika checking her out properly. She remained sitting and resting back on her hands with her chest thrust forward.

  Over the next little while, Robbie watched another half a dozen men walk by, with each of them having a good long look at his wife. She and Jeremy then went for another swim before coming back upstairs.

  They were laughing and carrying on, and Jeremy and Robbie ended up standing in the bathroom doorway when Tamika stepped into the shower, still in her bikini. She rinsed her hair and washed the sand from underneath her top, then took it off. She was standing there in only her bikini bottoms with the glass shower screen pulled back, and she was still chatting and giggling. She pulled the strings at her hips and let her bikini pants fall away, and as she did that all was suddenly quiet.

  Jeremy was looking at her little slit. She was facing him directly. His cock expanded and he eased his swimmers over it and pulled them down his legs. He also stripped his shirt off. “Can I get in?” he asked lightly. There seemed to be nothing sexual in what he said – just in the fact that he was erect again.

  Tamika watched Robbie as the older man stepped into the shower behind her and started rinsing the sand off his body. She moved over against the shower wall to give him room and he made no attempt to touch her. She had turned to face him, though, and he was sometimes lifting his dick kind of absently as he washed. Robbie noticed the head of his then fully erect member could easily touch the underside of his wife’s boobs, and he found himself imagining how deep into her body it would reach. Jeremy was about six inches taller so it wouldn’t reach that far, but it appeared to be long enough to extend from its base at her pussy to about where her belly button was – which meant, according to Robbie’s odd reasoning, that if he was fully in her the head of his cock would actually be poking deep into her belly.

  Jeremy had covered himself with soap and was washing his hair. Tamika was back under the water watching him. She was mostly just staring at his cock, and as they changed places again it brushed against her arm. Tamika was then soaping her body and Jeremy was watching her. She lathered her arms, belly and breasts. She soaped her pussy, and Jeremy tilted his head to have a closer look as her fingers slipped through her slit. “I need some privacy for a little while now,” Tamika said. “Just for a while.”

  The older man had finished washing himself, and he stepped out and dried off. Robbie followed him to his room. They needed to talk. Robbie took a breath and started, “The rules are that you’re not to touch her sexually. You can look all you like and she’s gonna give you a hand job, but I don’t want it going any further than that.”

  “That’s fair enough,” Jeremy replied. “Same rules as with a lap dance – I can live with that.”

  “Good. Do you want a beer?”

  They had two beers and ordered pizza before Tamika emerged from the bathroom. She came over combing her hair while wrapped in a towel that was one of their smaller ones. It didn’t quite reveal her pussy but there wasn’t more than an inch in it. “I was just thinking we could have that left-over chicken and I could make a salad for tonight,” she offered.

  “We ordered pizza,” Robbie said. “You could have a break for tonight and relax.”

  “Oh okay.” She was watching Jeremy, who was staring at her legs. “Sorry I had to send you men out of the bathroom, but I needed to use the toilet and I’m not sure about doing that with you watching.”

  Jeremy smiled. “That’s fine, love. I’m feeling damn fortunate to be here at all. I think I should be paying more rent or something. How about I cut another check?”

  “You don’t have to do that,” Tamika answered hesitantly. They really needed the money and it seemed Jeremy was loaded. Robbie was sure Tamika was thinking the same thing he was.

  “I wouldn’t mind. Considering the extra benefits, I think I could double up and still be way in front,” the older man went on easily.

  “Well, since you put it like that,” Robbie said before Tamika had time to knock him back out of politeness.

  “God, we could really use the extra money,” Tamika added enthusiastically. “That would be so good of you, Jeremy.”

  “Hey, I’m serious! Can you imagine how much I’d be spending at a bar every night getting a show that isn’t half as good as this. I mean – to see a young wife take her clothes off with her husband in the room – you can’t buy anything as erotic as that. It’s priceless.”

  “Hmm – so, should I be naked all the time?” Tamika asked submissively. “I will if you want me to.”

  “No – not all the time. It’s nice to have to sneak a look sometimes too. Just for the fun of it. Or if you sort of casually flash me sometimes – only for a few seconds though – for a tease!”

  “Like this?” Tamika asked sweetly and she opened her towel and showed Jeremy her body. Then she closed her towel again and turned away. “But I’d better go and get dressed before you have me doing that for the pizza guy,” she said coyly.

  “I’ll make out another check in the morning,” Jeremy said to Robbie when she’d gone. “And no touching. I fully respect that you wanna keep your wife to yourself.”

  *

  When Tamika came from the bedroom she had on the little yellow stretch cotton dress. It hugged her perfectly and showed her dark nipples, and when she sat down the men got a look at her lacy white panties. She sat across from them in a recliner and tucked up her legs, and from behind they could see the thin strip of fabric covering her pussy. They were brief panties cut high at her hips – the crotch silky in appearance. It hugged her pussy lips and cut between them a little.

  “That’s nice,” Jeremy said, tilting his head to look up behind her legs more obviously.

  “Do you like that?” Tamika uttered sweetly. “Can you see enough?”

  “Yeah, they’re very pretty. And it’s nice the way they cut into your slit like that. That’s called a camel toe these days, isn’t it?”

  Tamika nodded with her blush. “Do you like it?” She smoothed her hand over her bottom with her fingers brushing the object of the men’s attention. She looked to her husband and watched his face as she slipped a finger beneath the fabric and pulled it aside, showing both men her pussy.

  “Ooh yeah, that’s wet,” Jeremy groaned.

  “I know. Constantly,” Tamika replied. Then she smoothed the fabric back into place and rubbed it into her slit, deepening the camel toe. “Do you men want me to go to the door when the pizza guy gets here?”

  “Do you wanna?” Robbie asked her in reply.

  She nodded. “I feel like being extra naughty.”

  “There’s a guy coming here tonight to pick up some of my work,” Jeremy said. He turned to Robbie. “How about we invite him in for a few minutes – let him have a look at your wife as well?”

  “What guy?” Robbie asked.

  “My editor’s assistant. He’s about your age – maybe a few years older. He’ll be in a hurry, but just a few minutes to look Tamika over. Her nipples are easy enough to see, and maybe give him a look up your dress like this. Let him check out that camel toe.”

  “Okay,” Tamika uttered, biting down on her smile. She looked to her husband. “Is it okay for his friend to come in and have a look at me too – and for the pizza guy when he gets here? I think I’d let just about anybody right now.”

  “Yeah, it’s more than okay,” Robbie said. His cock was firm, and he looked down at it, inviting his wife to notice the effect she was having on him, as well as Jeremy.

  “Mmm – I like making you men hard,” Tamika cooed, and she pinched her nipples through her dress. “Actually, there’s something I’d really like to do. It was something I thought about at the time but it wasn’t really the right time to be naughty.”

  “Something you thought about at what time?” Robbie asked. He didn’t understand.

  “Wait and I’ll show you,” Tamika teased, and she got up and started to walk towards the bedroom when there was a knock at the door.

  “That will be the pizza,” Jeremy said. He reached for his wallet. “Do you wanna get it?” he asked Tamika, handing her a twenty.

  “Do I look alright?” she asked shyly. Her nipples were firm and clearly visible through her dress. She tweaked them a little then tugged at her hem. “Tell me when you can see my panties.”

  She was standing in front of Jeremy, and she kept inching her dress up until he could see the silky white fabric cutting into her slit. “Yeah – like that,” he told her.

  Tamika went to the door and answered it. It was only a young guy – maybe eighteen. His eyes widened and flashed down to her crotch then back up to her breasts. “Thanks,” Tamika said sweetly. She had accepted the pizzas and waited until he had gone before closing the door.

  “Well, did he have a good look?” Jeremy asked.

  Tamika opened the pizza boxes on the coffee table and took a slice. She was blushing and she nodded. “Yes, he had a good look.”

  “So, you guys really have discussed doing this?” Jeremy asked, taking a slice of pizza.

  Tamika scoffed. “He’s been at me about it ever since our wedding day.”

  “Yeah, well, what about our wedding day – why don’t you tell Jeremy about that?” Robbie shot back.

  “Tell me what? What happened?”

  “Well, that’s what I was going to show you a minute ago. I was going to go and put my wedding dress on and show you what every other guy had a look at while they were dancing with me.”

  Robbie went and got beers and they settled to their dinner while they chatted.

  “Okay – so what happened?” Jeremy asked again.

  Tamika answered him. “My dress was beautiful but from above there was a pretty good view of my boobs, and every man and boy at our wedding had a good look at them. Especially our fathers! Both his father and mine! His dad was hanging over my shoulder all night and my own dad must have asked me to dance ten times.”

  “Well, brides are always good to look at, and those gowns often show a fair bit of cleavage,” Jeremy suggested.

  “Mine showed more than cleavage.”

  “How much more? Did it show any nipple?”

  “Yes! I should have worn a bra but I was trying to be sexy for my new husband.”

  “And your own father was looking down your dress, huh? How did that feel?”

  Tamika blushed. “I don’t know – I was enjoying being the center of attention and I didn’t mind that dad was enjoying himself like that. He’s always been a little bit funny with the way he looks at me, and I guess the fact that he had just given me away, I didn’t mind him looking down my front a bit. And I could feel his breath on my shoulder when we were dancing, so I knew he was looking down – and I could see that he could easily see my nipples. But it wasn’t only him. All of the groomsmen had dances and they all had a good look too.”

  “He’s actually her step-dad,” Robbie explained to Jeremy.

  “Oh yeah – he is actually, but ever since I was a baby, so he’s real enough for me.” Tamika added.

  After they’d finished eating, Tamika went into the bedroom and came out wearing her wedding dress. Robbie had forgotten how revealing it was until she leaned forward a little and showed Jeremy her tits completely bare and available. They then put on some music and Jeremy danced with Tamika and held her quite firmly against his erection.

  Robbie watched from the lounge, meeting his wife’s eyes as she was turned his way. Her dress then slipped from her shoulder and they continued swaying together with one of her tits completely bare.

  Jeremy chuckled. “Did that happen much on your wedding night, love?”

  Tamika looked down at herself. “Hmm – it might as well have.”

  “It’s nice you didn’t seem to burn much today. They’re still nice and white.”

  “I know. Any longer in that sun and I would have.”

  Jeremy turned Tamika out and pulled her back to be holding her from behind. He was then looking down over her shoulder, his arm around her and his big hand over hers and clutched to her side. She held Robbie’s gaze until there was another knock at the door.

  “That would be for me,” Jeremy said, releasing Tamika.

  “Your editor guy?” Robbie asked.

  “Vince is his name. We’ve been to strip clubs and that – he’s fairly broad minded. He said he was going to stop by on his way to the airport, though, so he’ll only have a few minutes.”

  “Should I go and get changed?” Tamika asked a little anxiously as Jeremy went to get the door.

  “If you want – but you look good as is.”

  *

  Tamika wasn’t wearing the petticoats under her dress and it was only three quarter length, so she could have passed for something other than a bride. She fixed her shoulder strap and straightened the skirt, brushing it down as Jeremy showed his friend in and introduced him.

  “Hi,” she said, blushing a little as the guy’s eyes lowered to her breasts. It was the same reaction as everyone had on her wedding day. Tamika sat down but remained forward in the recliner, just sitting on the edge of the seat with her hands clasped in her lap and with Jeremy shuffling his guest closer until he was standing at her side with a view down at her nipples.

  “I’ll get the folder – just wait right there,” Jeremy said to him, and Robbie caught the wink he gave Vince before going off to his room.

  “Are you getting married?” Vince asked.

  Tamika looked up at him, smiling through her blush. “No – we already did that. I’m just playing dress-ups.”

  Robbie got up and went to the kitchen for another beer, passing his wife on the way and checking exactly how much this stranger could see. He could see her tits completely. The front of her dress was gaping clear of her nipples – as he remembered it doing on their wedding day. Vince was staring straight down at his wife’s tits and paying no attention to Jeremy, who had approached offering him the folder he had come to pick up.

  Robbie remained leaning over the breakfast bar, kind of in the background, while the two men chatted with Tamika. They had her giggling and carrying on while they both stood in front of her watching her tits. She glanced down at herself a few times and plucked at her dress a little, but she never attempted to cover up or sit back or anything.

  “That’s an awesome dress. Very revealing!” Vince finally declared outright.

  “I know. Everyone enjoyed it on my wedding day too. At least all the men liked it,” Tamika explained.

  “And you didn’t mind?” Vince asked Robbie.

  “I thought she looked sexy. I was proud of her,” he said, making Tamika smile over.

  The guy had another look at Tamika’s tits – very deliberately that time.

  Tamika blushed up at him. “Plus I went topless at the beach for the first time today, so lots of men have been having a look.”

  Vince grinned around at everyone. “Yeah, but this is fucking hot down your dress in front of your husband. Wish I could stay and join in. Except I have to go!” He looked to Robbie. “Do you guys swing or do a bit of wife sharing? Love to come back some time and nail her for you.”

  Tamika giggled through her deepening blush. “You’re not allowed to nail me, though.”

  “No – we’re not into that,” Robbie added. “We don’t mind you looking but that’s as far as it goes.”

  “Oh! Fair enough,” Vince agreed, blushing a bit himself. “I just thought that.”

  Tamika stood and leaned close to whisper something to Jeremy.

  He grinned. “Are you sure?”

  “Uh huh,” she uttered, peering back at Robbie.

  “Do you wanna come and watch her get changed?” Jeremy asked his visitor.

  “Is that okay?” Tamika checked with Robbie. She looked from one man to the other, blushing at Vince.

  “I guess,” Robbie replied. “Are you gonna change your panties as well?”

  “No – I’m not going to put another pair on. I’m taking these ones off, though – while I have my dress off as well.”

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