Janet pulled Brian out of his chair and said they had to get ready for lunch.Janet pulled Brian out of his chair and said they had to get ready for lunch. We waved good-bye and Brian smiled and said he hoped he'd see us again, soon; but we didn't see him or Janet again. We think they either left or had their room changed. Coming in from the balcony, Sondra asked me if the scene had excited me. I answered her by pulling her down onto the bed and making love. Both at the pool and on the beach, no one was topless, so over the next few days, Sondra learned how to wear her suits to her best advantage. She would tie it very loosely so in the surf or when she dove into the pool it would occasionally, "accidentally" fall off. When she was sunning herself, she would take it off completely as she laid on her stomach, but would often prop herself up on her elbows. Sondra went to the pool area alone while I enjoyed watching from the balcony. She became quite popular and every time she arrived on the scene, she drew a crowd of lookers. Finally, on the morning of our last full day on that island, as she lay topless on a towel not far from the balcony, a man sat down next to her, hoping for a better view. Sondra started trying to put some oil on her back when the guy asked if he could help her. Sondra raised herself up on her elbows, letting the sides of her breast become exposed, and then handed him her oil. He started on her back and legs and then proceeded to her shoulders and sides. I could see his hands brushing the sides of my wife's hanging tits, and she didn't flinch. Instead, Sondra raised up even more and leaned on her left side, placing her right hand behind her. In that pose, she was giving him (and me) a perfect, up-close view of her naked breasts. Sondra smiled up at the stranger, "I think you missed a spot or two. |