Holiday to Mykonos

While I had bought it for her more as a joke, it was as though it had been designed with her body in mind, it fitted her every curve perfectly.

"You look amazing" I added, struggling for words to describe the sight before me.

I heard Dave say, "You look beautiful in that, you should definitely wear it to the beach sometime" as he added "that G-string was definitely made for your backside," which brought a fit of the giggles from us all.

"Maybe I might just do that," quipped Wendy with a grin.

It was quite clear she was revelling in the effect that she was having on us, "It actually feels good on, sort of like I'm naked but not quite".

I laughed, "Honey, you are naked but not quite" which brought another fit of the giggles from everyone, "Not that any of us are complaining you understand," I quickly added.

I expected her to turn around and head back to the bathroom to change back again after her little twirl and our comments of appreciation, but instead she caught me by surprise and sank back into her chair.

I think maybe the drinks had loosened her up a bit and any inhibitions she had seemed long gone as she appeared perfectly comfortable sitting there chatting with the three of us in her near naked state of undress and she was positively basking in the attention.

As Wendy sat down she asked, "So what about you Pete, what's your opinion, hit or a miss?"

Pete flushed bright red, "Definite hit" he replied, "and at the risk of ending up sitting on the kerb outside, you've just given me one raging hard on!"

Whether because of the drink, the blunt down to earth honesty of him or the fact that we were all thinking what he just said, I don't know, but it caused no offence, just uproar of laughter from us all, including Wendy who nearly spat her drink out as she laughed and her face went crimson.

Pete adjusted himself in his seat trying to hide the fact without it being too noticeable which made it all even funnier, Dave said not to worry he was in the same situation which brought even more laughter.

When Wendy looked over at me pulling a face of mock shock, I just said

"Hell sweetheart, I'm in the same boat and I'm lucky enough to have even seen you without the bikini!"

This seemed to amuse everyone even more and got me another punch on the arm, a much harder one than before too I might add.

As Wendy got up to refill the drinks we all watched her head over to the fridge, knowing we were watching she continued to wiggle her now near naked bum as she went, and she made a point of bending at the waist as she fetched some more beers. It was clear the effect she was having as the three of us adjusted our seating positions trying to hide the tents we all had in our shorts.

I could tell from the look on her face when she returned Wendy knew what we had been doing and she was enjoying our discomfort. Setting our beers on the table she lay back in her chair, raised her feet onto the balcony railing, picking out a lump of ice from her glass of ouzo she started to suck on it seductively smirking at us all in turn.

She was now deliberately teasing the three of us mercilessly and from the look on her face she was enjoying every second of it. I knew it was in part some form of payback for me having dared her to put it on in the first place, for my not having saved her by telling her to put it back in the case, now she was going to make the most of it by being a little tease to teach me a lesson.

"My turn to try and peek at the goods," she giggled as she looked towards Dave and Pete who had been rumbled earlier in the evening, "I've already seen his" as she cocked her head in my direction.

She was intentionally turning them on, and me too I might add. She was making no pretence and was staring directly at their shorts as she swirled her tongue around her mouth and started licking her lips provocatively.

I reached over to the dresser and picked up Pete's camera,

"You wanted a picture of you with Wendy in her bikini," I said.

I was wondering if she would still be up for it now that she could see just how revealing the bikini actually was when it was on.

"If I could" he replied.

I needn't have worried as Wendy moved over beside him and leant over the chair from behind hugging him and throwing her arms around his neck.

I jokingly pointed out that she should stop hiding behind him as it was looking like he had two heads, besides which we couldn't actually see her in her bikini.

"Good point," she said and scooted round to the front, setting herself down on his lap.

"That's much better," I said as I clicked the button and another flash lit up the balcony.

"Me next," said Dave and Wendy giggled as she climbed off Pete and onto Dave's lap, Pete's hands seeming to linger on her body as he helped her rise from his lap and guided her over to Dave.

As I went to look through the viewfinder Wendy gave me a wide eyed look, as I suddenly realised what the look was for, she giggled and let out a sexy "Mmmm" and started grinding herself down onto Dave's lap.

We all couldn't help but laugh, and as Dave blushed scarlet I clicked the button again. I couldn't believe what a turn on it was to be watching my sexy, near naked wife deliberately turning these two guys on right in front of me.

Here she was being centre of attention with nothing but a thin string running up between the cheeks of her beautifully shaped ass and a tiny triangle covering her most intimate area, rubbing herself on another man's hard on. Her perky breasts were only concealed by another two tiny triangles of fabric that were struggling to cover her nipples as they jutted out provocatively.

My thoughts were interrupted as Pete asked how many shots were left, I passed him the camera and after a quick look he said it was seven.

"Three each and one threesome shot? Or do you have other plans for what's left?" I asked.

"Yeah, we might as well finish the roll while we can, provided Wendy's still willing of course," he replied.

"Sure," said Wendy, "how could I resist the chance of a threesome shot?" she giggled at her sexual innuendo which was not being lost on anyone,

"Just one thing," she said.

"What's that?" asked Dave still smiling at her threesome joke.

"Well I'm the only one in a bikini, you three should really be in your trunks, it's only fair" she said trying to look all coy, as a wickedly naughty grin split her face from ear to ear, clearly she was daring us to strip down too.

We all agreed that it was a reasonable request, the guys said they still had theirs on under their shorts and I grabbed a fresh pair of mine and quickly changed in the bathroom. As I changed, I wondered what was going on outside hearing the giggles and laughter coming from the main room in the apartment as well as a few "whoops" coming from Wendy.

When I asked on my return I was told that after mentioning a picture of a threesome the guys had been teasing Wendy about it, asking if she had ever been involved in one and if not would she?, she in turn was claiming that they would be showing any pictures to their friends claiming that she had been a kinky holiday romance with them.

The whoops that came from Wendy had been in appreciation of the guys stepping out of their shorts and shirts, which she told me they had both done for her in unison in true stripper fashion; I had to smile at the thought of them doing some sort of Chippendale routine for her.

As she had her back to Dave and Pete and they couldn't see her face, she silently mouthed to me that she was really turned on before turning back around, as if I hadn't noticed!

That last line is perhaps a bit of an understatement, what she actually mouthed to me were the words "I'm so fucking horny!" and I found myself immediately wondering how far she might be planning to go with her teasing of the two guys in what was quickly becoming a very sexually charged atmosphere in the room.

We sat back down with our drinks and started to discuss how best to finish the roll of film and I reminded them that we also had a fresh roll in our camera, as I was sure Wendy would want a keepsake of their last night with us, I knew that I certainly did. I watched Wendy's eyes which seemed to be wandering from Dave to Pete and back again examining their trunks as she mentally guessed at the contents. They were both well-built young men with good chests and flat bellies, something I knew Wendy always appreciated in a guy and it was clear they took good care of themselves.

Wendy agreed that she would stand with each of them in turn for one of the pictures, then Pete asked if he could have one of Wendy giving him a kiss, "on the cheek," he quickly added a little unsure if he was maybe going too far, Dave agreed that this seemed like a good idea and said he would like one like that too.

Wendy said she would be more than happy to oblige as long as I had no objections. I replied that of course I didn't have any objections, the look in her eyes told me she was playing that game again, trying to get me to be the one who spoiled her party. I thought she might have learned her lesson after the last round of "the game" when she ended up wearing the near non-existent bikini for the guys, but here she was trying to play it again.

Looking directly at her, I reiterated that I definitely had no problems with her giving a kiss on the cheek if she was willing, only this time I added "Wendy can do whatever she wants to do as long as she's happy," and smiled at her. To the guys it was a nothing comment but to Wendy it was loaded and her eyes flashed knowing she had been dared and it was now her choice what happened again, I wondered how far she might take it.

We couldn't decide what to do with the last three shots but said we should take these and have a think about it. Pete went first and draped his arm around Wendy's shoulder, she hers around his waist in a classic holiday pose, already the bulge in his trunks was clearly visible but we were all past caring.

I showed my best disappointed face as I laughingly told Wendy that she should pull her shoulders back and stick her chest out a bit for the guys as I was sure they would like to see it a bit better in the picture saying she wasn't making the most of her body by just standing there.

"Ohhh! Don't you think so?" Wendy asked, as a grin formed on her lips.

"I know so," I replied, again secretly daring her to go a little further, trying to find out just how naughty she wanted to be while also a little curious as to how horny she in fact actually was after her earlier mouthed comment to me.

Dave immediately agreed that it was a look that he loved. "Can't beat a thrusting chest," he declared, "and Wendy, your chest was just made for thrusting!" We all laughed at his cheeky comment.

"Well thank you young man," she said as she took a bow, "I'm so glad you like it, it's always nice to be appreciated!"

As she straightened up her free hand reached up to the small knot nestling between her boobs and taking one of the loose ends she began to pull at it till it went taught. Looking over at me she asked with a smile "I wonder just how much I should tug and thrust?"

I couldn't believe my wife was doing this to us, never in my wildest dreams would I have dreamt she would go this far. I had never seen her like this in all our years of marriage. Here she was with three guys sporting a hard on they couldn't hide and she was still teasing us, and basically asking me if I wanted her to undo her top. I could tell by the look in her eyes a part of her actually wanted to do it, I couldn't help but wonder how wet she must be when I considered the hard on she was giving me.

Pete still standing with his arm around her used his free hand to adjust the erection in his trunks trying to stop it poking its head over the waistband, his movement did not go unnoticed by Wendy, another little tug and the string in her fingers grew even tighter. "I see someone appreciates me," she smiled.

"I'm sure we would all appreciate you even more if you just keep pulling that as much as you know we all want you to, and then thrust that gorgeous chest out as far as it will go," I'd said it, I had told her to undo the knot, to expose her gorgeous breasts to the two guys in the room with us. She had won this round, and I wondered just how she would react, would she actually do it or wouldn't she?

Her answer was another of her wicked smiles as she gave sharp tug at the string that finally untied the little bow and allowed her beautiful firm breasts to spring free. Her nipples seemed to have grown by another half inch and stood out more than I'd ever seen before, the gorgeous tan covering her entire body accentuated the darkness of her areolas. She shrugged Pete's arm off her shoulder as she untangled the top from her hair and tossed it aside before returning Pete's arm.

"Enough thrust?" she asked with a naughty grin as she pulled her shoulders back and pushed her chest towards Dave and myself, taking obvious pleasure at the way she was now flaunting herself to us. Her perky breasts jutted proudly out in front of her, her nipples standing erect, seemed as though they were begging for attention as she revelled in the moment, savouring the admiring looks from us.

"Most definitely," we both replied almost in unison.

While I had seen Wendy topless on the beach all week and indeed naked on countless other occasions, there was something about her that night. She was totally stunning, perhaps because of the situation, or perhaps it was the way she was parading her body before us, her wanton attitude just seemed to increase her womanly sexuality like I had never seen before.

Before I could click the button Wendy said to wait a second, she said she needed to swap positions with Pete, as he looked puzzled and went to stand on her other side she giggled, "No, silly, like this," and she put her arm around his shoulder, rather than his on hers. Reaching round with her free hand she then took his, but instead of placing it on her waist she placed it firmly on her ass. She encouraged him to have a good feel with another of her little wiggles, as she smiled directly at me, "Mmmm, that feels much better."

Pete was grinning from ear to ear, I think we all were, as I took the picture.

"Now for that kiss on the cheek," said Wendy, turning just slightly so Pete could continue to gently caress and massage her bare ass that was clad in only the skimpiest of G-strings.

"Ready when you are," I said as I again put the viewfinder up to my eye.

"You'll know when," she grinned over at me. Taking Pete's other hand she placed it on her other ass cheek then looking up at him, took his head in her hands and proceeded to kiss him, not on the cheek but on the lips.

It wasn't just a peck either, but a full on tongue lashing smacker, her naked breasts mashing against his chest and it was clear from the way she was squirming against him she was pressing her mound against the hardness in his trunks. Pete's hands pulled her tighter against him, his fingers digging in to the firm flesh of her backside. They were practically devouring each other right in front of us, I clicked the button becoming only too aware of my own hard on.

Wendy looked towards Dave with a smirk, "Your turn, and I can see that you're ready for me" she said laughing. While Pete's trunks had just about kept him covered as my wife teased him, Dave was wearing a set of skimpy speedo's that left nothing to the imagination and we could all clearly see that he was hard as a rock. He stood walking over to Wendy trying to be modest as he took his place beside her.

Wendy went through it all again with Dave this time, Pete commented on how good she looked as he couldn't fully appreciate her breasts when he was standing beside her though he did smile as he said how good they had felt pushing against his chest. Wendy's eyes closed in sheer ecstasy as another one of her full on tongue lashing smackers was delivered, only this time to Dave. As they separated Wendy grinned, "I so needed that!"

Dave shook his head muttering, "Wow, thank you," and stood back from her. The bulbous head of his cock was starting to stick up from his trunks which had been pushed down a bit after Wendy had been rubbing herself up against him.

Wendy smiled making a joke about someone "coming up for some air" as we sat down again to decide what to do about the last three shots in the camera. As we drank back our beers Wendy reminded me about our camera and said we needed a few shots to take back ourselves, I pointed out that she must be enjoying herself if she wanted photographs, and laughing I picked up our own camera and set it down beside Pete's. Wendy refilled the drinks as Dave changed the CD when he said he had found an idea for the last of the film, he held up the box featuring the Janet Jackson album where she's standing with someone else's hands on her breasts.

Wendy walked back laughing, "Okay, if that's what you want, I can do that," she said without batting an eyelid but with that wicked grin again appearing at her mouth, the drinks were definitely lowering any inhibitions she may have had. It was clear from her smile and the look in her eyes that she was now looking forward to having her breasts fondled by these two young guys just as they had been fondling her ass.

"But let's have our drinks first, I need some courage for this one," she giggled.

I could tell she was up to something but wasn't too sure what she had in mind.

After our drinks I asked, "Okay, who's going first this time?" to which Wendy replied that I was to be first this time as she handed our camera to Dave.

We arranged ourselves with me behind her and I wrapped my hands around her cupping a breast in each hand hiding my head behind hers, my thoughts had been right, her nipples were indeed rock hard, hard as wheel studs as they pressed into my hands.

I couldn't resist and rolled the hard flesh between my thumb and forefinger, something she loves me to do, in fact the only thing she loves more is to have me suck on them, I gave each nipple a tweak before releasing them. She has very sensitive nipples and can easily reach an orgasm just by having her nipples played with and I knew the effect it could have on her. It was an effect I found myself wanting it to have.

She squirmed at my touch moaning softly with pleasure as she put her hands behind her back ready for the photo, instead of over her head like on the cover of the album.

As soon as they were behind her back she was fishing in my trunks for my stiff cock, taking it in her hand she slowly started fondling it so nobody could see. Dave pointed the camera, totally oblivious to what she was doing, I stopped playing with her nipples and went back to cupping her breasts, Wendy kept stroking me gently and dragged her nails over my balls as the flash went off, I smiled inwardly knowing now what she was planning to do with the two guys.

Here was my wife about to do the same to Dave and Pete whom we had only met a few days ago and I knew there was no way I was about to stop her.

"You sure you don't mind me doing this with Dave and Pete?" she challenged, her wickedly naughty grin becoming positively evil as we swapped places and Pete stood behind her.

"As long as you're happy," I replied smiling back at her in the full knowledge of what she was about to do.

As Pete wrapped his arms around her I smiled at the look on his face as her hands found his cock, it was a mixture of shock and the thought that his dreams had all come true at once.

Dave sat watching, blissfully unaware of what was going on as he waited his turn to stand behind Wendy and cup her gorgeous breasts in his hands. After the picture was taken I noticed it took a good few seconds for Pete to adjust himself before he stepped out to swap places with Dave.