Linda
(lost weight) and James
The
White Bathing Suit
part
1
They had gone shopping that first morning of
their
vacation. Linda had taken a very long time to find
just the bathing suit she wanted. Time after time she
had emerged from the dressing room to model a suit for
him. James had tried very hard to be patient. Linda
had recently lost a lot of weight, and James wanted
her to revel in her accomplishment. After all, they
were on the vacation he had used to both stimulate and
reward her quest to return to her younger svelter
figure.
James smiled happily each time she came out of the
dressing room. He noticed that she seemed to be
gaining self-confidence as she tried on various suits.
About a half hour before she had switched from trying
on one piece suits, and was now exclusively trying on
two piece suits. Each succeeding suit became more and
more revealing. James thrilled in the knowledge that
his beloved wife was realizing how good she looked.
Even if she did have to keep her underwear on as she
tired the suits for size and appropriateness.
But finally she had come back out and said to him “I
think I will get this one honey. It feels really
comfy.”
James sat up straight, his eyes glued to the barely
distinguishable darkness of her nipples showing though
the barely off-white cloth of the cups holding her
delicious breasts. She had no underwear on now, just
the suit. James realized that this suit had no inner
padding in the cups. No padding at all. Not that his
wife needed any padding, even after she had lost all
her weight. He was so proud of how careful she was at
meals, even on the vacation. Her 30 year old body
could now lure a freight train of its railroad tracks.
Yes, she fit into that suit like it had been custom
made for her all right!
“OK honey, what ever you want! You certainly have
earned it babe!” James did not dare protest her
decision; after all he had promised her she could buy
two thousand dollars worth of clothing on their
vacation. He silently wondered though if she knew her
nipples showed through the fabric.
He loved the “new her” on his arm as he moved into a
restaurant, or into a bar. All the men would
invariably turn toward her and watch her voluptuous
body move through the room, their heads swiveling as
she passed. Then their wife would slap them on the
arm, they would flush bight red, and turn back toward
their food, still trying to see her out of the corner
of their eyes.
And his delicious Linda was all his! He reveled in
that fact. So gorgeous, and now she even liked sex!
How much better could life be?
It had been a special thrill for James last night.
Linda had surprised him by appearing from her bedroom
(they slept in separate bedrooms, even on vacation,
due to James’s raucous snoring) with a stretchy,
tight, short, and low cut little black thing. As she
walked toward him, the sway of her breasts made it
perfectly clear that she was not wearing her brassier.
And she looked FABULOUS!
All the men in the dance bar had made that obvious by
never giving her a rest, or allowing her to sit down.
She had danced every dance, many times having to
choose between competing males asking for her hand.
Even the slow dances she had been on the dance floor,
her body molded to her dance partners as they made
such well beautifully choreographed moves.
Their love making last night had been so wanton! His
wife had suddenly come alive in his arms, and seemed
almost insatiable when they made love the last few
days. What a change that had been! James could not
have been happier. So many rewards for just a little
patience!
Linda had placed both herself and him on a low-carb
diet. He had been able to eat all the steak and
cheese and eggs and bacon and fish and chicken he
wanted, and still he had lost forty pounds while she
had lost her unseemly sixty.
Yes, they were a good looking couple now. No longer
ungainly in their overweight condition. And James had
even enjoyed the walks they had taken every evening
just at sunset. Beautiful time of day. Almost as
gorgeous as his sexy wife!
James hated to dance, but on the other hand James
thoroughly enjoyed watching a graceful couple as they
moved about the dance floor in such perfectly
intuitive rhythm. He often marveled how two strangers
could move so quickly and so perfectly in unison as
they danced. And with no practice!
But that revealing, low cut dress last night had made
his little wanger grow into the little giant that
Linda suddenly seemed so fond of. Yes, things were
grand right now! Lots of sex, his wife happy, he felt
better, and he loved to see how she preened when she
was getting ready to leave the house, or the hotel
room, as the case might be. James had noticed her
eyes caressed her own body in the mirror now, even
looking approvingly at the seductive swell of her own
breasts as she turned to put them in profile.
“HONEY! Hey babe, what you thinking about? Your mind
disappeared there for a few minutes!” Her nipple
teased his arm through his shirt sleeve. Her impish
smile made his heart skip a beat. Yes, they would
have sex again tonight! He was sure of it! Three
nights in a row! Had to be a record.
James proudly paid for his wife’s new swim suit.
First two piece she had ever owned! James could
hardly wait to see her in public in it!
“Let’s go down to the pool honey! Feel like doing a
little sunbathing with me?” Her eyes had twinkled as
she spoke.
“Sure babe!” They had changed into their suits, her
the white two piece new one, and he his baggy knee
length cut off jeans he was so fond of.
James’s chest swelled with pride as every head
swiveled to look at his wife’s body as they stepped
into the pool area. The heat was intense, but it felt
so good after the cold of the Alaskan winter they had
left behind only a few days before.
Linda had strolled quickly to two reclining deck
chairs and laid her towel on one, then sat, and laid
back and sighed in contented bliss. Her legs were
splayed over the sides of the chair, her feet planted
on the concrete pool deck. James looked down and
realized that she had to have trimmed her pubic hair.
There was not a single hair showing out the side of
her suit!
‘Wow! Does that ever look sexy!!!!’ Then, as his
eyes became used to the glare of the brilliant
afternoon sun, he realized the delectable crevice and
furrows of her body was visible, not through the suit
really, but there was a slight shadow cast from each
little delectable swelling.
James sat down quickly to hide the little bulge that
was forming. The erotic thought hat the shapes of his
wife’s body could be viewed by any one passing by
suddenly seemed so erotic to him.
James heard his wife sigh. “Honey, I have never been
happier in my entire life!” Linda’s eyes were hidden
behind her wrap around sun glasses. James wished he
had brought his own. He closed his eyes and leaned
back into the comfort of the padded lawn chair.
James awoke with a start when a cold drop of water
landed on his chest.
He opened his eyes but could see nothing other than
Linda leaning over him. Suddenly a horribly cold
sensation caused him to yelp as she began to smooth
sun block on his already reddening skin. His body was
pure white from the Alaskan requirement to stay so
heavily bundled up during the brutal winter.
“I think your sun burned honey. I hope you don’t
peel!”
When Linda moved to his side, Jmes eyes again adjusted
to the light. Linda was wet. ‘She must have gone
swimming to cool off,’ James realized. His eyes
wandered down her body as she soothed the lotion into
his skin.
Still a bit groggy from his nap, at first James
thought perhaps his wife had taken her bathing suit
off. ‘NO! She would never ever do that!’ His eyes
wide open, he realized she still had it on, but the
water had made it transparent! It was as if his wife
was totally naked in public!
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