A sweet wife slowly learns to let go on vacation

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We had stopped to watch them, our bodies pressed close together and arms around each other’s waists, when Jennifer saw us and immediately stopped dancing and looked a little guilty. Olivia and I were careful to give her a big smile, and Olivia immediately spoke up. “God, you look so good out there dancing. I wish I had your natural charm. I can’t believe Ken wasn’t all over you!” She finished that off with a genuine laugh and smile such that Jennifer immediately became her happy self again.

“Oh please, I’m just a middle-aged woman out here having some silly fun far away from home. You guys are so nice indulging me.”

“By the look on Ken’s face, I don’t think he’s just being nice. And I’ve been monopolizing your man also for a while. But I don’t want to wear these nice guys out so soon. How about we go back to our room and have a nightcap there. It’s getting a little loud and crowded here, and it’s hard to chat.”

No one had to be convinced that a break was a good idea, so we went back to the room. This time though, we were walking with each other’s spouses and no one was being shy about it. Olivia and I were walking closely with our arms around each other, while Jennifer was basically hanging off of Ken in a way that was a little more than friendly. Ken looked like he was king of the world with Jennifer hanging on him like she was.

We got back to their room and Olivia told them to have a seat while she asked me to help her with glasses and wine from the kitchenette. It didn’t take us long to open the wine and get the glasses, but Olivia gave me one quick kiss on the ear and asked, “Are you good?” I smiled and nodded. I was not quite sure where she was going with all of this, but she had clearly executed her role as the puppet master perfectly so far and I wasn’t going to stop her now.

As we walked towards the couch Jennifer slid over closer to Ken to make room for us, but Olivia changed her path at the last minute and offered me the chair. I wasn’t sure how this was going to work, but I was following her lead at this point. Olivia sat on the floor and leaned against the front of the chair.

We chatted and laughed about some of the things that we had done so far to compare notes about the resort. Olivia volunteered that they had spent some time checking out the beach and had availed itself of its features. “It was so hot a couple of days ago that it felt great to let my boobs out for a while.”

“Sorry I missed that,” I volunteered, trying to keep the conversation light, but also looking down the front of Olivia’s dress and letting my mind fill in the blanks.

“That’s okay. Ken seemed to be doing enough looking around for everyone,” Olivia teased, clearly in fun.

“Hey, I was just comparing everyone to you and realized that you had the nicest ones at the resort.” That Ken was pretty good.

“Did you make it down to the beach?” Olivia asked.

I smiled, “Oh yeah, we were down there earlier, weren’t we hon?” I laughed a bit, trying to draw Jennifer in. She might need a little encouragement to tell her story. But she just gave me a look that wasn’t mad, but she clearly wasn’t going to be drawn in so easily.

“I really think Jennifer was enjoying herself there. She was chatting with a few folks about one of the books she brought, and being the great speaker that she is, after a couple of minutes she had a large crowd of young men hanging on her every word.” I gave Jennifer an evil smile after that last sentence, hoping to get a rise out of her, but she just smiled and didn’t say anything.

Fortunately, Olivia jumped in. “Hmm… I’m assuming you had some visual aids that accompanied your story, Jennifer. Or do you have a speaking style that captivates young men?”

At this point we were all laughing and Jennifer was forced to jump in and defend herself. “Hey, going topless was more Jim’s idea than mine! And I can’t help it if I’m ‘captivating’ in the right environment.” She tried to look embarrassed, but you could tell she was pretty proud of herself.

“Did you really have a crowd?” Ken asked, clearly delighted by this story.

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