Return to Puerto Banus Continued. Part 1

We have been so busy these last few months, moving into a new home and settling into new jobs, so Dave just hasn’t gotten around to continuing our story and has asked me to make a start, so here goes.Hopefully, you’ve read ‘Return to Puerto Banus’ and you know that both I and my husband get very turned on when he sees other men admire me. Especially when, shall I say, I am more daring in my mode of dress. Being away from home and anonymous, gives us more opportunity to indulge in our exhibitionist foreplay and it always results in some wild sex. This particular vacation coincided with my most fertile time of the month which always leaves me in an almost continual state of arousal.When we awoke the following morning, we decided not to plan the day but just amble around the town and see where it goes.We both showered and dressed for the day. I tousled my hair, slipped on a g-string and a well-worn tee shirt. I knew the absence of a bra made would make my prominent nipples more noticeable and I loved the sensation of them against the thin material. I completed my outfit with a shabby pair of cut-off jeans which Dave loves me to wear because they display a good portion of my ass cheeks. Dave said I looked like a beach bum, a very sexy beach bum and joked about how much I loved men sneaking a look at my booty. I teased that I didn’t know what he was talking about, but yes, I do love it. I donned a pair of sunglasses, picked up my purse and we were good to go.We knew there were some nice shops along the back road so we decided to head there first. I looked with envy at the mannequins in the designer shops, the clothes were to die for but so expensive. Further along, we came across a shop selling club wear at what seemed like more reasonable prices.My eye was drawn to one of the mannequins in the window that was dressed in a sexy white leather mini dress with eye-catching diamante stones on the shoulder straps and a full-length two-way zip. The bodice was cut low to mid bust line where the zip started and the zipper had been adjusted down almost to the navel to show the slight swellings of the small breasted model. It was also left partially unzipped on the skirt. The mirrored wall in the window reflected the view from the back which showed the dress was scooped quite low in the back as well. It looked stunning and Dave wasted no time in encouraging me to try it on.Entering the shop, we were greeted by a young lady who soon found one to suit my size from the stock room. Immediately, I felt the quality of the fine leather I loved it and couldn’t wait to try it on. The assistant escorted me to the changing cubicles where she untied the curtain and pulled it across the doorwayStanding in front of the long mirror, I could see that all my workouts at the gym had paid off and kept my body in good shape. Even after having two children, my tummy had returned to its pre-pregnancy days. I unzipped the diamante zipper to try it on. The feel of the fine, unlined leather was incredibly isvecbahis sexy. It fit like a glove.My B-cup bust was larger than the mannequin’s and with the zipper pulled up, quite a substantial amount of my cleavage was pushed up and on display. The softness of the leather made my sensitive nipples harden almost immediately and their protrusions were easily detectable which I liked.I played around with the zippers and could see some amazing potential for showing my boobs. It could also be zipped both up and down until the zippers met. When zipped to the maximum expanse of my breasts, the zip would not always stay in position and would slip down to reveal more and more of my cleavage, especially when my chest expanded as I breathed in. I knew Dave would be impressed and I hoped it would invite some voyeuristic interest.I knew straightaway Dave would love me to have it and excitedly adjusted the zippers as they had been arranged on the mannequin and asked the assistant if she had some stilettoes I could try with it to compliment the outfit. Slipping on the pair she brought me, I then stepped out of the changing room to see his reaction. He loved it, especially seeing how much of my boobs were showing as I turned slowly around so that he could see it properly. He said I looked absolutely stunning and loved how the zippers could be adjusted. My emotions bubbled when he told me he would be thrilled to take me out wearing it.Feeling turned on and wanting to tease my husband, I suggested we browse the racks to see if anything else would be of interest in this Aladdin’s Cave of sexy club-wear. I wandered round the shop to get the feel of the dress and constantly kept checking myself out in the mirrors fixed to the pillarsThen, typical of Dave, he handed me a sheer mesh top which he had found. The pale blue mesh was virtually see-through but for a four-inch strip of satin across the bust line, and he begged me to try it on. So, back to the changing cubicle and I tried it on. The strip of satin didn’t even conceal the lower curves of my breasts at all. In fact, my nipples were only just covered. The thought of promenading around in the evening with this top on and a short skirt really excited me and I knew Dave would definitely want me to wear this to a bar or club as well.As I stepped out to show him, he was chatting to another guy whose wife was just browsing. Not knowing what the guys’ reaction might be, I brought my arm up to cover myself but soon relaxed when Dave asked the guy what he thought. His eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw how revealing it was. Dave even went on to tell him that he loved shopping with me especially when I tried on clothes that showed me off a little more and even told him I had one top where the sides of my boobs were exposed for whoever was sitting on either side of me…which really made me blush but I loved it.I was spoilt for choice. [SK1] Given the cost of 300 euros for the dress and 125 euros for the top, it was a bit more than isveçbahis giriş we had intended to spend. We decided to just go for the top and asked the assistant to put the dress aside as we wanted to think about it. The top was neatly packaged and we left the shop feeling very pleased with our purchase. But oh, how I loved that dress, and regretted being unable to afford it, too.Browsing the gift shops along the street, Dave kept playfully cupping my bum cheeks. I could see my nipples were pressing prominently though my tee shirt in the reflections of the shop windows. I just loved watching people’s expressions through my dark glasses knowing they were ogling my jiggling tits as they walked towards us. We did a bit more window shopping and browsed some gift items, then ambled towards the marina.Walking along the quay, we passed some boats that must have cost a fortune and wondered what it must be like to be able to afford those sort of things. We came across a couple that were for sale and speculated how much they would be selling for. Admiring one of these, we started chatting with a guy who said he was the deckhand. Dave remarked how lucky he was to have such an enviable job, but the guy said life aboard as a deckhand was not as glamorous as we might think.With his eyes roaming over me as he kept the conversation going, he continued that these last two weeks, he had just been hanging around doing odd bits of routine maintenance. Also, his employer wanted him on hand to show any potential buyers around and said he’d be happy to give us a tour if we wanted a look. As we moved to walk away, Dave told him it was well out of our league and we had no intention of buying, but he invited us aboard to have a look anyway.Obviously, Dave had noticed him brazenly focusing his eyes on my chest. After we had wandered on a few yards, Dave said he felt sure his invitation was based on how prominent my nipples were. Leaning in, he whispered, “It could be fun,” and suggested we return and take him up on his offer. I’ve got to say the guy was pretty hot. Probably in his early forties, he was in good shape, had a cheeky smile and a tanned weathered face that I found interested me.We introduced ourselves and he told us his name was Greg. Ushering us on board and down the steps to a very spacious salon, he really went for the sales pitch, pointing out all the expensive fittings, telling us how much the owner had spent on the refurbishments. He pointed us towards the master cabin which he said was really worth a look. The cabin was awesome, fitted with gold fittings and a mirrored ceiling as well as a large TV screen. Then, as he continued the tour, he said he’d show us the crew quarters at the back of the boat, reiterating that crewing these boats was not as glamorous as it looked.We followed him down a narrow passageway and were surprised to see how small the crew quarters were at the stern. He then turned to walk back and needed to squeeze past us. I felt a shiver of excitement isveçbahis yeni giriş as he squeezed past me, his chest purposely grazing against my boobs making my nipples stiffen against my tee shirt. Dave could see what he’d done and winked at me as if to say ‘I bet you enjoyed that.’He then invited us to the top sundeck for a couple of beers which sounded very refreshing. We chatted about where we were from and were surprised to learn he was from Brecon, which was not far from our new house. I felt very comfortable in his presence.The conversation eventually got around to talking about the resort and, of course, my second favourite thing: shopping and how expensive items in the shops were in the area. Dave joked that he had spent a fortune and mentioned that one shop we had visited had some very sexy clothing for sale. He also revealed I had just bought a sexy top and mentioned the dress I fancied. I joked that Dave was too stingy to buy it for me.Describing the dress, the dialogue was getting quite flirty. Dave then justified himself by saying how sexy I looked in the top and how he couldn’t wait to see me in it again. Greg followed up, asking if it was really that provocative. Sort of knowing where the conversation was going, I pulled it out of the bag to show him. Dave quickly proposed I try it on to see what Greg thought about it and said he was sure he would want to see me in it. Greg was full of enthusiasm and suggested I could use the saloon below the deck to try it on if I wanted. The mere thought that I might get some admiring comments and arouse this guy sent the butterflies off as I pretended to reluctantly agree to their request.Looking in the mirror in the saloon, I stripped off my tee shirt and gave my already hardened nipples a bit of a squeeze. The sensual feeling of the light mesh excited me as I pulled the top down over my breasts. I could tell that even with the slightest tug to the hemline at the back, my sensitive nipples would pop into view. I played with the top so that the light mesh just showed my lower curves and hoped it would stay that way, if only to tease them both for a while.My adrenaline was pumping as I climbed back up the steps to the sundeck. Dave was smiling like the cat who just got the cream and Greg was all eyes. Dave whipped out his phone to take a shot. After several glamor-like shots, Dave suggested I pose with my hands holding the canopy frame above and I knew Greg was angling for something more as well. Given this opportunity to show off more, who was I to argue? Greg was fairly good-looking with an athletic body so I sort of fancied him and went ahead and posed in several positions with a sexy pout. Yes, as you can imagine, the top rose up to completely expose my jutting nipples for their pleasure and go towards satisfying my insatiable emotional needs. I felt so turned on watching their reactions. Memories of the previous night’s conversation were flitting through my mind as I posed provocatively for them. I wondered if Greg would be the one I would encourage some touching with in front of my loving husband. Greg then asked if he could possibly take some shots as well as it had really made his day and wanted something to remember it by.