Once in the room we had some cocktails before dinner.
After dinner we want for a walk and then Hubby suggested a swim in the
hotels pool. It was unusual but not unheard of for hubby to go swimming
with me. We went to our room and hubby asked if I would wear my
favourite bikini. What he really meant was his favourite bikini. Which I
had noticed had been mysteriously packed by hands other than mind.
I didn't mind the walk through the hotel in such a scanty thing. It was shiny black nylon material. It had triangular cups separated by a elasticated black string quite strong that stressed depending on the load. It was back fastening single clip with a tie string collar. The bottoms where bikini brief style. A classic black bikini.
We really enjoyed the swim and play. Having the pool to ourselves. Various people looked it through the window but no one ventured in.
"I need a night cap" I said. Hubby smiled cunning plan now materialising. "I'll buy you a nice G&T if you skinny dip for five minutes" Hubby said.
I shock my head. At the rate of people appearing I would be seen. "Okay two length of the pool" he said. I looked the pool up and down and tried to pear through the window up and down the passage way to no avail.
I then slowly slipped off my bottoms and still in hand undid my bikini top then pulled it over my head. I walked through the water to where hubby was stood and handed them to him. I then walked the short distance to the end of the pool nearest the window and began to swim back to the other end. The pool was about 20 feet long I would say. It didn't take a seasoned swimmer like me long to do two length. Hubby had gotten out of the pool with my bikini at some point.
"Give me my bikini" I said.
He shook his head and smiled.
"I'm not getting out like this" I said.
Just at that a young man in his late teens walked past the window and looked it. He smiled at me and kept going. I didn't think he realised.
"Give me my bikini" I called out.
Just another shake. My towel was at the other side of the pool so I turned and walked the short length of the pool and then climbed out having checked the coast. My naked bum presented to hubby. I stood on the side briefly to push off the access water, very naked and exposed, before reaching for my towel and wrapping up in it.
Hubby set off my bikini in hand. He was always going to be at the door before me but I tried to beat him. Soon he was ahead of me in the passage way heading for the rear stairs to our room. He reached the door and stopped. The lower door wouldn't open. He turned to me and shrugged. Then turned down the main corridor for the front of hotel and reception.
I had to walk across reception in just a towel. It was worse then being in the bikini. You see I was naked under the bikini but not naked under the bikini. You could dress in a bikini but you couldn't dress in a towel.
The bell boy smiled as I crossed to the stairs and stared up. I was trying not to make my blush obvious. Once on our floor hubby waited for me to catch him up. Out of puff I stepped passed and he expertly removed the towel making me involuntarily scream. Well call out to loudly than wise.
I scampered for the door and realised the key was in his robe on his back. I had to stand there for him to idle down the corridor completely naked trying my best to cover.
Well that is the end of my holiday adventures.
I am forty tomorrow and birthday's with zero's in are always celebrated in style at work. Besides the usual birthday suit inspection I could imagining all sorts of horrible horrors.
I didn't mind the walk through the hotel in such a scanty thing. It was shiny black nylon material. It had triangular cups separated by a elasticated black string quite strong that stressed depending on the load. It was back fastening single clip with a tie string collar. The bottoms where bikini brief style. A classic black bikini.
We really enjoyed the swim and play. Having the pool to ourselves. Various people looked it through the window but no one ventured in.
"I need a night cap" I said. Hubby smiled cunning plan now materialising. "I'll buy you a nice G&T if you skinny dip for five minutes" Hubby said.
I shock my head. At the rate of people appearing I would be seen. "Okay two length of the pool" he said. I looked the pool up and down and tried to pear through the window up and down the passage way to no avail.
I then slowly slipped off my bottoms and still in hand undid my bikini top then pulled it over my head. I walked through the water to where hubby was stood and handed them to him. I then walked the short distance to the end of the pool nearest the window and began to swim back to the other end. The pool was about 20 feet long I would say. It didn't take a seasoned swimmer like me long to do two length. Hubby had gotten out of the pool with my bikini at some point.
"Give me my bikini" I said.
He shook his head and smiled.
"I'm not getting out like this" I said.
Just at that a young man in his late teens walked past the window and looked it. He smiled at me and kept going. I didn't think he realised.
"Give me my bikini" I called out.
Just another shake. My towel was at the other side of the pool so I turned and walked the short length of the pool and then climbed out having checked the coast. My naked bum presented to hubby. I stood on the side briefly to push off the access water, very naked and exposed, before reaching for my towel and wrapping up in it.
Hubby set off my bikini in hand. He was always going to be at the door before me but I tried to beat him. Soon he was ahead of me in the passage way heading for the rear stairs to our room. He reached the door and stopped. The lower door wouldn't open. He turned to me and shrugged. Then turned down the main corridor for the front of hotel and reception.
I had to walk across reception in just a towel. It was worse then being in the bikini. You see I was naked under the bikini but not naked under the bikini. You could dress in a bikini but you couldn't dress in a towel.
The bell boy smiled as I crossed to the stairs and stared up. I was trying not to make my blush obvious. Once on our floor hubby waited for me to catch him up. Out of puff I stepped passed and he expertly removed the towel making me involuntarily scream. Well call out to loudly than wise.
I scampered for the door and realised the key was in his robe on his back. I had to stand there for him to idle down the corridor completely naked trying my best to cover.
Well that is the end of my holiday adventures.
I am forty tomorrow and birthday's with zero's in are always celebrated in style at work. Besides the usual birthday suit inspection I could imagining all sorts of horrible horrors.
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