Weekend Away Pt. 01

Steve and I hadn't seen each other in months. His work schedule had changed which had caused our long term affair to kind of fizzle. At first, we stayed in touch through email and phone calls, but eventually frustration set in and the communication became less and less. Needless to say, I hadn't had mind blowing sex since our last time. Yes, my husband and I occasionally got it on, but that was always one sided and generally lasted only a couple of minutes. I did have my toys, but they only went so far.

I decided that a weekend at the beach was in order. My husband and I own a beach house with a partner named Robbie. Generally the house stays rented, but the vacation season hadn't started yet, so this particular weekend it was going to be vacant. I called Robbie and told him I was going to be down there. He said that he and a friend were going to be there Friday night but would be leaving early Saturday morning. We decided that it was no big deal as there were 3 bedrooms. Robbie being single, honestly figured that he and his friend would be hitting the bars all night anyway. I then called Kim, an old friend from school, to see if she wanted to meet me down there. She readily agreed but wouldn't be able to make it until Saturday, so we decided to make a long weekend out of it taking Monday as well. It would be good to get out of the house for a few days.

Friday arrived, and as soon as I was done at work, I started the two hour trek to the beach. During the drive, I smoked a joint and thought a lot about Steve and our relationship. He had brought me out of the "housewife" doldrums making me feel comfortable with my body and my sexuality. There was never any judgements...just fun. Pot always makes me horny, so I was hoping that Robbie and his friend would be out, so I could have some alone time with a couple of the toys Steve had bought me.

Pulling into the driveway around six, I saw Robbie's car in the driveway. I was just slightly disappointed but thought I would have the rest of the weekend.

Upon entering the house, I could hear music and talking coming from the back patio where the hot tub was. Judging from the conversation, they were talking about other properties they had been looking at during the day.

"Hey, Erica!" Robbie practically held. "Grab us a couple more beers, will you? Please?"

Grabbing a couple of beers from the cooler and handing them to him, I looked around. Judging from the all the empties, this little party had been going on for some time.

"Let me introduce you to Jim." Robbie started. "We've spent the day looking at other houses to buy."

"Did you find anything good?" I asked, not really interested in the answer.

"Yeah, why don't you throw on a suit and join us and we'll tell you all about them." he answered back.

"I don't want to intrude." I told him. "Mind if I take the master bedroom?" It's got a great bathroom with a huge whirlpool tub. I figured I would grab a bottle of wine that I had brought, take a bath and have some alone time with my toys.

"No, not at all." he answered. "But I wish you would join us. A couple of these you and Kev (my husband) might be interested in."

"Yeah, come on. I promise we won't bite." Jim added.

"No, thanks for invite. But I'm kind of beat." I responded as I walked away.

After unpacking my stuff, I started to fill up the tub as I sipped my first glass of wine. Stripping off my cloths, I inspected myself in the mirror. I didn't think I looked half bad, with my 5'4" 110lb body with A cup breasts topped with very sensitive nipples which I pinched sending a jolt through my body.

The mood for a bath had kind of passed, so I decided to join the two men in the hot tub. As I searched through my collection of bikinis, I picked the one that Kevin particularly hated. I didn't think it was all that revealing, but he did telling me that a married, mother of two shouldn't be wearing something like that. Truth be known, I had bought it in an effort to rekindle our 30 year relationship...that didn't work. I'm not sure what I was thinking cause Robbie is a good friend of my husband's and I didn't even know Jim.

As I walked out onto the patio, Robbie and Jim were glad that I had changed my mind. Jim took my glass and bottle of wine from me as I slipped into the hot water.

Our conversation remained casual as we sat there. Mostly we talked about the properties they had looked at, and I learned a little more about Jim. After 15 or 20 minutes, the heat began to get to me, so I stood up and sat on the edge of the tub. Suddenly both men became very quiet as they stared at me, mouths wide open and eyes bugging out. Looking down, I realized why, and why my husband hated this bikini. The thin white material had become transparent, and was clinging tightly to my skin. It left absolutely nothing to the imagination. You could make out the darkness of my areolas and my tight, rock hard nipples standing at attention in the cooler air. Moving on down, you could plainly see my pubic hair as if I was wearing nothing at all.

Initially I wasn't sure what to do. I've always been an exhibitionist especially with Steve cause we always had fun with it. This was different!

I was the first one to break the silence. "Well, I guess this suit doesn't leave much to the imagination." I said chuckling under my breath.

"Damn, I hope you don't mind me saying, but WOW!" Jim said excitedly.

All three of us laughed, and I surprised my self as I not only continued sitting there, but reached up and untied my top setting it on the side of the tub.

"Guess I really don't need that any more." I said.

I laughed to myself as these two guys tried carry on a casual conversation with me sitting there topless. I kept wondering what they would do if I removed my bottoms.