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My wife and I got out of school and worked hard to build a good life. At first things went well. We worked hard and had a little success. We bought our own house. We had just started to taste a little of the good life, when the economy started to go bad.

Okay, we worked even harder and managed to get through the bad times. However, it sometimes seemed like all there was in our lives was just hard work.

Finally, things started to turn around. Our early success came back several times over. All of our hard work had laid the foundation. After a long struggle, we're now in very good shape financially.

Then, one night my wife sits me down and tells me, "Curt, we have lost some of the romance out of our lives."

I think on this and tell Cindy, "Maybe you're right. The last several years have been tough and maybe we worked too hard, although we had to work hard just to survive. I get the idea you have a plan of some sort for us."

Cindy then tells me, "Curt, we just turned 30. We haven't had a real vacation in a couple of years. I'm talking to part of our group and they want to take off Valentine's Day week and go down to sunny Mexico. There's a beach house for rent down there with warm breezes, margaritas, surf and sand. The sand is a private beach."

Cindy's timing is impeccable. Outside the wind is blowing snow almost horizontally and the drive home after work has been a nightmare on the icy roads.

My mind goes into overdrive. I can see myself back in high school as big man on campus, the tight end on the league championship football team our senior year. Then, to the surprise of everyone, I take tall, thin Cindy to the prom. It seems that I'm the first one to notice that Cindy's still tall, but not nearly as thin as before.

After high school, I court Cindy and we get married. We then go to work and work damn hard. Cindy works at a gym until she learns the operation and then she borrows money and buys the gym. She works hard to run her gym. If Cindy wants to sell memberships to others, she has to look good. Thus Cindy works out regularly and she looks damn good. I take to stopping by after work and also working out, so I can see a bit of Cindy when we're both work long hours.

Cindy undoubtedly now looks better than the other ladies in our group. She also undoubtedly wants to flaunt her nicely aerobicised body in front of the other ladies. Well hell, I look better than the couch potatoes in our group. So why not go down to Mexico and let Cindy have her time in the sun in front of the group?

The one thing that does worry me a bit was that, after we turned 18-years-old and before I married Cindy, I screwed every girl of the wives who now make up the ladies in our group. Cindy reminds me of this sometimes, but only on days, like Monday, that end in day. Can it be that Cindy plans to have some revenge?

I don't think it too likely. I was the tight end on the high school football team and I'm bigger and stronger than any of the rest of the guys. Well, bigger if you discount the fat spare tires some of the guys now have around their waists.

I can see possible problems with a Valentine's Day trip to Mexico, but I can see more and bigger problems if we don't go and get to thinking what we missed.

I let Cindy talk me into the group trip to Mexico and we sign up.

We all fly into San Diego. There are six couples in our group. We take limos from the airport down to San Ysidro, where we buy supplies for the week.

Jose from the Mexican car rental people is there to meet us with a couple of 4-wheel-drive jeeps and a large van.

Jose then takes a couple of people and most of the luggage in his van and leads the rest of us more or less around Tijuana and further south. This last is good, because Mexican traffic seems to me to be mainly composed of violent psychopaths and their victims.

Finally, we get to an unpaved trail through sand dunes. Everybody switches to 4-wheel-drive and we slip and slide along the narrow track until suddenly we arrive at two Spanish-looking homes right on the beach.

There's some landscaping around the houses, mainly cactus, but it still looks like a little south of the border slice of paradise.

We get the luggage unpacked and Jose squares us away in the houses. The houses are each basically self contained units, each with its own generator and well water, via pump. The support stuff is simple to set up and operate and it all appears to be in good condition.

Each house can supposedly sleep four couples. I presume they mean that one couple would sleep in the bathtub. However, each house is comfortable for three couples.

Jose departs and we're alone in our own little Mexican hideaway for the next week. (We do have an emergency satellite phone with Jose's number, just in case.)

Since I'm the largest and strongest of all of the vacationers, I get to haul most of the luggage into the bedrooms. I get finished and walk over to the house where Cindy and I will sleep and I find the ladies fixing lunch.

I then check out the beach area and find that we have our own little half moon bay with crystal clear water lapping at the shore. Each side of the bay ends in a steep hill covered with loose sand. The beach isn't really private, but it would appear that the chance of visitors is very slim.

We have lunch and then it's a case of everybody can do what they want until suppertime.

Cindy and I go upstairs and open up our suitcases. Cindy grabs her swim suit and disappears into the bathroom.

I strip and put on one of the two swim suits I have brought. I figure if I switch them back and forth, rinsing and drying in between, I have my wardrobe for the whole week.

Cindy comes out of the bathroom wearing only the bottom of her bikini. She poses and says, "Ta da! This is the look all of the ladies are going to be wearing this week."

The bikini bottom that Cindy has on is maybe half the size of what she last wore back home. Cindy doesn't let me see her topless at home, much less go out in public topless.

I'm in semi-shock and I ask Cindy, “Are you serious about going out in public topless?”

Cindy tells me, “Yes I am. The ladies agreed to try topless before we left home and I'm not gonna to be the only one who doesn't do it.” Then she tells me, "Besides, I was the little wallflower in high school and I'm not gonna be that here."

I can see that Cindy's mind is made up and that arguing with her would be worse than useless. We walk out to the beach and I see that, indeed, all of the ladies are topless. I think back to high school. All of our group, with the exception of Cindy, were the top of the heap then. The guys were athletes and/or student leaders. All of the girls were at least homecoming Princesses. Audrey was the Homecoming Queen.

From general appearances, most of the ladies have shaped up for the Valentine vacation. Cindy didn't need to shape up, she's always already in shape, due to her gym work. Audrey didn't shape up and probably never will again. Audrey's decline from what she was in high school is a pity really.

It immediately becomes clear that Cindy has the best set of tits on the beach. And, I mean both the boys and girls seem to agree on that, just judging from the looks she gets.

Cindy and I walk down the beach to the far end of the half moon curve. As we walk, Cindy admits, “Okay, Curt, I was a little scared appearing topless in public for the first time. However, it seems to be working out well.”

I don't say anything, but Cindy is the lady who doesn't even appear topless around our house. In fact, her nighties looked like something a 10-year-old girl might wear until I issued something between a threat and a request and Cindy complied and bought some mildly sexy nighties.

Cindy still insists that she only wears the new nighties because she's forced to.

As we walk to the far end of the half moon, we discover that there's a notch in the bay and there's a very private tiny cove near one end of the half moon.

I mention, “In the old days, Alvin and Audrey would be back there, making out or more.”

Cindy then tells me , “Audrey and Alvin are in real trouble with their marriage and we may need to get involved.”

This last puzzles me because the last time I had any serious discussion with Alvin was way back at the high school senior prom when I told him what would happen if he 'accidentally' brushed against Cindy with his hand, ever again. Oh well, Cindy runs the social side of our life.

I then stop Cindy and ask her, “Is the topless lady thing as far as it's going to go this vacation?”

Cindy is very embarrassed. She says, “Okay Curt, I was scared as hell to walk out on the beach topless. However, I think that I still look pretty good. And, since we're on vacation, who knows how far things might go?”

I stop Cindy again and tell her, “Cindy, you're easily the best looking lady on the beach and more so when you're topless.” I then point out, “However, you have a very jealous husband.”

Cindy then tells me, “Well, my bikini is maybe the largest one on the beach and, even so, I had to shave myself to fit into it.” She then tells me, “By the way, all of the other ladies are also shaved and there will probably be some sort of display of that before we leave.”

It hits me like a hammer that my shy wife Cindy would even consider appearing nude in public.

Apparently Cindy sees the effect on me. She then tells me, “Curt, Audrey has slept with Barry and Ed. Barb suspects Barry, without proof. Eve caught Audrey and Ed together. Right now Eve is considering divorcing Ed.” Cindy sees that I didn't know about the hanky panky and also the effect that the news has on me. She continues by telling me, “And, no I haven't fooled around. However, I could have if I had wanted to.”

She quickly turns and walks on and I can see that I have some work to do here.

We reach the far end of the half moon bay and turn to go back. Eve and Ed have followed along behind us and it appears that they're having a rather nasty argument. We can't hear what they're saying and they stop talking before they get to us.

As they pass us, Eve shoots Cindy a look of hate. Cindy asks me, “What was that all about?”

“I couldn't hear what was going on either, but I can tell that Eve thinks Cindy's tits look too good and so does Ed.”

Cindy arches her back and tells me, “Curt, the items you just referred to are my breasts and I can't help it if I'm no longer the little high school wallflower.”

“Cindy, you're no longer little in any case.”

Cindy doesn't answer, but I can tell that she likes the idea that she's now a center of attraction. I guess when you're a wallflower for almost all of your high school career, you take a real joy in showing the boys what they might have had and what they still might get, 'if you don't mind being beaten to death by my jealous husband.'

Audrey and Alvin aren't too far behind Eve and Ed and they're going at it like World War III.

After they pass, I mention to Cindy how glad I am that we don't have problems at that level.

Cindy looks at me very seriously. She says, “Well, no we don't have that kind of problems, but maybe some of the excitement has gone out of our marriage.”

I can tell that Cindy has been reading the dreaded 'rate your marriage' articles in the women's magazines and I'm suddenly very afraid.

As we get back to the beach in front of the houses, there are only two couples left. Barb is going at Barry because all he thinks about is fishing. Doug and Dani are not exhibiting a real friendly relationship either. Dani has the smallest tits of all the girls and I suspect that Doug may have carelessly mentioned this last fact.

Both Cindy and I are blonde and fair skinned. We can't take a lot of sun and so we go back inside the house. There's no one else in the house, so we go up to our bedroom.

Cindy had overcome her initial fear at being topless out on the beach. Now she's topless in our room with me and this is new for her. Cindy is obviously very uncomfortable.

I remove a package from my suitcase and tell Cindy, “I was going to wait for Valentine's Day, but it seems that the time for a present is now.”

Cindy gets excited and opens the package. It contains a see through valentine theme nightie. The top covers, but doesn't conceal her breasts and the bottom may not conceal her vagina. Cindy then discovers that there's a panty with the nightie. The panty is also see through. Cindy blushes and is very embarrassed. She then says, "I guess that this sort of thing is appropriate for a girl who goes topless on the beach." Cindy then quickly kisses me and then dashes into the bathroom.

I take off my bathing suit and get into bed.

Cindy comes out of the bathroom wearing only the top of the see through nightie. She poses briefly for me and kind of slinks over to the bed. She kisses me again, this time as if she really means it.

As Cindy kisses me, I fondle her tit through the nightie and she throws back the covers to climb into bed with me. As the covers peel back, my large erection pops up.

Cindy grabs for my erection and I feel her shaved pussy.

I say, "Smoooooth!"

Cindy asks, in a little girls voice, "Are you gonna stick that great big thing in little me?"

"All the way, up to my balls!"

I then mount Cindy and enter her very wet pussy. Normally, Cindy takes a while to get lubricated and she must be really excited by the new nightie. I get in deep and begin to stroke. Cindy is more active than usual and her movement adds a new dimension of pleasure to our lovemaking.

I try to add to the movement and things get very exciting, very quickly. I stroke slowly, trying to make our best fuck ever, last for a while. Suddenly I notice that Cindy is showing the usual signs that she's going to climax. She doesn't do this very often and when she fails to climax, it bothers me even if it doesn't seem to bother her.

Cindy does climax, but I'm not ready. I continue to stroke deep and poor Cindy does the best she can. I can feel her getting excited again and I try to speed up and finish with her, but she climaxes again before I'm ready. Her third climax finally pulls me along with her and we finish together. I pump my cum into her and then roll off and lie beside her.

Cindy is exhausted and rolls over against me as if seeking my protection. She can't speak, but makes very satisfied and very satisfying noises deep in her throat.

We lie there for a while. Our breathing returns to normal.

I finally tell her, “You were so hot, so sexy and more willing than I have ever seen you.” I then add, “We're going to have to get you more little nighties if this is what happens.”

Cindy sighs and cuddles even closer to me. She says, "I climaxed three times! I thought that was just something you read about in books."

I then tell Cindy, "I love you. I loved you since high school and in so many different ways. However, this adds a new dimension to our love!"

Suddenly, a voice cuts through our intimate moment. It turns out that there is an intercom in the wall above the night stand. It's a push to talk device.

I get up and tell whoever that Cindy and I were taking a nap.

The voice says, "Right. How about getting down here and helping fix supper?"

I tell the voice, "Okay." However, the tone of my voice makes it clear that I really mean "Fuck you!"

We get cleaned up and dressed. I notice that Cindy has put on a short little dress that does cover her. We then go downstairs.

I notice that it's still a little early for supper. However, supper isn't really why they want us downstairs.

It appears that the nasty argument between Audrey and Alvin escalated after Cindy and I left. By the time they got back to the beach in front of the houses, they weren't speaking. Then Audrey took off the bottom of her bikini and announced to the group and the world at large, for that matter, that she would fuck anyone she wanted to.

The other guys managed to hold Alvin back. However, the damage was already done.

Barry and Barb, Cindy and I and Fred and Fran share our vacation house. Alvin and Audrey, Doug and Dani and Ed and Eve share the other house.

All of our house mates plus Dani and Eve are gathered in the living room. The mood of the people is a very upset one. Since Audrey, Alvin, Doug and Ed are missing I presume that there's still some action going on out on the beach.

Since I'm the one most capable of breaking up trouble, I presume that the others have called Cindy and me down to get me involved.

I then ask the others, “Is there trouble and the danger of violence?”

It seems that Doug and Dani have had, 'a little fight.' Ed and Eva have had, 'a little fight.' No one will say it, but Doug and Ed have probably gone out to fuck Audrey. Alvin has probably gone out to stop them. We have at least one fight brewing,

Duty calls and I go out on the beach and Alvin and Doug are circling each other. I squat down to watch and tell them, "The winner gets to fight me."

Alvin cusses and walks off somewhere. Doug stays, but he doesn't want to look at me.

I tell Doug, “I strongly suspect that you have maybe mentioned, in passing, to Dani that her tits are small, maybe even that her tits are too small.”

Doug doesn't answer me, but the look of guilt is enough.

I continue, “We're here in Mexico for Valentine's Day week. It's supposed to be romantic, the sun, the beach. What's more, it's supposed to be romantic between a husband and his own wife, not somebody else's wife.” I then ask, “Doug did you bring a Valentine's day gift for Dani?”

Again, Doug doesn't answer, but his look is enough.

I point out, “There are at least a couple of good quality ladies' shops in Tijuana. One of the Jeeps will going back a bit early so that husbands who haven't bought their wives a relatively inexpensive Valentine's day gift can then do so and avoid an expensive divorce.” I finish by telling him, “There's a little hidden cove to the north of the half moon beach. You can go get Dani, take her there and pay a lot of attention to her really sexy tits. By the way, supper will be about two hours late today.”

I then walk down to the terrible trio on the beach. Naked Audrey is yelling at both Alvin and Ed. Alvin and Ed are basically ignoring her and yelling at each other.

I walk up and announce, “I suppose that you're aware that I can easily kick the crap out of all three of you together.”

It suddenly gets really quiet.

I grab Ed and walk him away from the beach a bit. I point out, “Eve is mad as hell and talking divorce. It just may have something to do with you wanting to screw Audrey. The last is just a guess, but, you know, women are funny that way.”

Ed grimaces and says, “Okay, I fucked up badly.” He then tells me, “I really don't want to lose Eve over Audrey.”

I can see that he's thinking again and his concern is real.

I ask Ed, “Did you bring a little Valentine's Day gift for Eve.” I see him shake his head yes. I point out, “You need to go and get Eve, then tell her that you had just gone to tell Audrey, 'Never again.' Then you can take Eve back to your house and give her the little gift, explaining that Eve's real gift will come when the two of you take the early jeep to Tijuana to shop in the world class ladies shops.”

I give him the names of the shops that I had the foresight to find out about before we left. I finish by telling him, “You will, of course, finish by fucking Eve's brains out.”

I'm just about to leave to talk to Audrey and Alvin when Doug and Dani walk out of the house in which Cindy and I are also housed. Both Doug and Dani are bare-ass naked in public and I can see the week descending into sexual chaos, already.

Ed says, "What the fuck?" He's probably talking more to himself than me. I ignore him and walk back down the beach in search of Audrey and Alvin.

Audrey and Alvin are at the screaming at each other stage, but are trying to keep it down and are hissing at each other. It sounds something like Mexico has sprung a leak.

Alvin turns and snaps at me, “Curt, you can just but out and let me settle with this naked whore."

I tell Alvin, “Hey, loudmouth, you show me a little class. Very little.” I quickly continue by telling them, “I left Doug and Dani walking bare ass naked up the beach. I don't think they were looking for a nudist camp to enroll.”

Audrey turns to Alvin and coos sweetly, "You see, limp dick, other ladies are going naked as well." Audrey then turns back to me and snaps, “Dani had damn well better show pussy, because she has no tits at all.”

I politely point out, “We're supposed to be here for a romantic Valentine's Day week, not to judge one another.” I continue by saying, “If necessary, I can administer a bare bottom spanking. Not a sexy play spanking, but a nasty, painful spanking.”

Alvin grabs Audrey and they walk away from me without another word.

I turn to walk back to my house, hoping to find people who aren't at each other's throats.

When I get back to the house, I find Cindy and Fran working in the kitchen. They are cutting up a fish that Barry caught into something they call ceviche. It's fresh fish, diced and then marinated in a citrus based marinade. It's supposedly a traditional Mexican dish and something new for at least me. I don't generally like trendy new food. I like what I like and I was hoping for tamales, enchiladas, tostadas, rice, black beans, stuff like that. However, since we have enough trouble already, I just nod agreeably.

Fran then asks, “Curt, did you happen to see Doug and Dani leave?”

I say, “Yes, I did.”

Fran tells me, “They walked out of this house naked.”

"Yeah, so did Audrey."

Fran asks, "Do they think this is a nudist colony?"

"Judging just from the size of the ladies bikinis around here, we're at least half way there." I also tell the ladies, “We need to delay supper for a bit, Doug and Dani need the time.”

I then walk over to Fred, Barry and Barb.

Fred and Barry are trying to tell Barb about how much fun fishing is.

I can just look at Barb and see that selling fishing as fun is a lost cause. I break in and tell Barry that the ladies are turning the fine fish he caught into ceviche and we'll have a real treat when it's ready.

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