At the Beach - No sex.

I have been asked to recount my experience on the beach this summer. There is no sex in it; well not directly anyway.


We were on holiday in Greece this summer. It was a beautifully hot week, all week. My husband has always wanted me to go topless on a beach, and up until recently I never had, but then on our last holiday I did, just for him. He was thrilled and I received the benefit later on.

I'm outwardly quite reserved, and I do struggle to be 'overt'.

As we all lay on our loungers on the beach in a relatively quiet part of the complexes beach; close enough to the bar, but far enough to avoid the continuous thump of the music, I looked over to one side and saw a group of what I later learnt to be Germans. The thing that struck me was that they were obviously a sibling group as the two women looked very similar.

There were at least six of their little cherubs running round, and I noticed that the two women had removed their bikini tops, one had a standard tie side bikini brief, whilst the other one had a tiny thong that showed off her bum.

It was our first day, and by the afternoon, the sun was beginning to just tingle on my shoulders.

Now I accept it may have been the lunch time wine, but something inside me clicked; a sort of damn the consequences moment, but I turned away from the group I was with and undid my top.

Previously, I might have considered just laying it over me strategically, but this time I sat up, untied the top and placed it in my bag.

I then put sun block on my self and turned to lay back down as if nothing had happened.

The three of them made a couple of moans of shock. The poor souls didn't know where to look.

But eventually I think we all overcame the initial shock.

I must tell you all, there is a real thrill in walking to and from the water like that. I guess hubby felt that way too as he had to spend longer in the water than I did. Silly isn't it really. That something so simple can be so arrousing. Also to be looked at by other men was a turn on too. Yes boys we can see you peeking!

Hubby offerered to buy me a g string like the one the German woman was wearing. But as tempting as it was, I declined.

By the end of the week I wasn't even bothering putting the top on, just a t shirt and sarong over my bottoms, until I got to the loungers

All seemed to get be used to it by the end of the week.

I've no idea why I waited so long!