I pulled myself halfway up to the shore, and found a spot that was exquisite - the gentle waves would move up between my legs and crash against my cun..., in a marvelous caress that both relaxed and aroused me. I pulled off my top, and enjoyed the feeling of having the warm sun caress my breasts as the breeze played across my nipples. If only my husband was here, I thought. A nice shag to complement the arousal of the waves would be perfect! I put that thought aside, and climbed out to my blanket. Susan and Mark got cleaned up and began getting dressed. It didn’t take Mark too long. He figured a simple pair of Khakis, his favorite black shirt and some loafers should do the trick. Susan however was surprised to see the little black dress and grinned from ear to ear. She was wearing a black lacey bra and nothing else when she walked into the room and asked Mark if this is what he wanted her to wear. “Ummm yeah but put the dress on to at least cover the bra.” Mark snickered. Susan looked. ‘Please stop, I don’t like this.’ She tried to push his hands away, but he just laughed.‘Get your hands away and put them on the back of your head’ he ordered ‘that should keep them out of the way.’ Finally I was able to drag my eyes away.Amy: I had to do what he told me to do, but every fibre of my body was urging me to pull away from him. Standing with my arms behind my head just pushed my breasts forwards. I’ve got pretty large breasts given how short I am, and they were sore from the. My skirt was bunched up but the back of it was on the floor. Then I moved my feet apart and opened my knees a little so they could see up the skirt and my panty-girdle gusset was visible. “Oh, now that is really nice!” breathed Pete. Murmurs of agreement. I pulled my skirt up so they could see properly, then stood back up and unzipped the skirt, kicking it off. I stood there in my blouse and, skirtless, they could see all my tights and the panty-gridle to my waist. I twirled round so they could.