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arms around me up above.
I loved the feeling of her body pressing against me. I loved feeling her slim stomach against my own, and more than anything I loved feeling her pussy grinding against me through my swim trunks. More than anything I was starting to enjoy the effect the water had on that thin white bikini she was wearing. The material was thin enough that it became almost translucent as soon as the water hit it.
I glanced down and was treated to the clear outline of her nipples pressing out and I was pretty sure it was because she was turned on and not because she was cold. It would be difficult to be cold in this weather and in this warm water. I decided not to say anything for the moment. I'd let her realize just how much of a show she was giving with that bikini, and in the meantime I figured I'd enjoy watching other people enjoying the show she was putting on.
"What do you mean you just won the bet?" she asked.
I arched an eyebrow as I moved my hands down to cup her ass. "Do you really not realize what that guy just did?"
"Was it a guy? I didn't even see," Lindsay said, though I could tell from the expression on her face that she knew exactly what had just happened and was keeping quiet because she didn't want to lose.
"Yes it was a guy!" I said. "And he was acting like he lost his footing so he could cop a feel!"
Lindsay shrugged. "I didn't see him, it happened too fast. Plus there's always a chance it was an accident. That's not a win."
I sighed and rolled my eyes. I was starting to get tired of her dodging the issue every time it seemed like I was on the brink of victory, but I could be patient. We still had most of the day to go, and I'd seen the way people were eyeing her. Hell, seeing the way guys had been eyeing her as we walked down into the water had been enough to send me into a sexual frenzy. And having her pressing her pussy against my cock with only the thin material of our swimsuits to separate us definitely wasn't helping matters at all!
I was so ridiculously turned on that I felt like I was about to blow my load just from grinding against her in the water. That wasn't a good thing. I definitely wanted to have my cock at full attention while I was enjoying the sights. While I was enjoying other people enjoying the sight of my wife.
"Okay seriously," she said. "What's going on here? Why are you so obsessed with this bet? Why are you suddenly so obsessed with men checking me out? Is this something that's going to become a thing now that we're married? Because it's not cool."
I felt panic rising inside me that had nothing to do with potentially losing the bet. No, suddenly with as angry as she was I was worried about potentially losing my wife! Definitely not what I'd angled for when I'd made the stupid bet in the first place.
Only now I was in a difficult situation. If I didn't tell her about the raging monster that had gotten me so interested in this bet, so interested in the idea of other men being interested in her, then I was risking my marriage and we weren't even a day into the thing! And yet at the same time if I told her why I was so turned on by the idea of other men being interested in her then I'd still be risking my relationship in a very real way. It was one hell of a conundrum.
I sighed. I was caught. I was in the middle of one hell of a difficult scenario that I'd made for myself. And there was only one thing I could do. Be completely honest with her.
"You really want to know what's going on?"
"You're damn right I do!"
"Do you promise not to get mad?"
Lindsay leaned in and kissed me. She looked at me, locked eyes with me, her own eyes moving back and forth as she searched.
"What could possibly be so bad that it would make me get angry with you on our wedding day of all days?"
I took in a deep breath and sighed, and if anything the worry on her face seemed to be growing. It seemed like not telling her was almost worse than just getting it over with. So I opened my mouth.
I loved the feeling of her body pressing against me. I loved feeling her slim stomach against my own, and more than anything I loved feeling her pussy grinding against me through my swim trunks. More than anything I was starting to enjoy the effect the water had on that thin white bikini she was wearing. The material was thin enough that it became almost translucent as soon as the water hit it.
I glanced down and was treated to the clear outline of her nipples pressing out and I was pretty sure it was because she was turned on and not because she was cold. It would be difficult to be cold in this weather and in this warm water. I decided not to say anything for the moment. I'd let her realize just how much of a show she was giving with that bikini, and in the meantime I figured I'd enjoy watching other people enjoying the show she was putting on.
"What do you mean you just won the bet?" she asked.
I arched an eyebrow as I moved my hands down to cup her ass. "Do you really not realize what that guy just did?"
"Was it a guy? I didn't even see," Lindsay said, though I could tell from the expression on her face that she knew exactly what had just happened and was keeping quiet because she didn't want to lose.
"Yes it was a guy!" I said. "And he was acting like he lost his footing so he could cop a feel!"
Lindsay shrugged. "I didn't see him, it happened too fast. Plus there's always a chance it was an accident. That's not a win."
I sighed and rolled my eyes. I was starting to get tired of her dodging the issue every time it seemed like I was on the brink of victory, but I could be patient. We still had most of the day to go, and I'd seen the way people were eyeing her. Hell, seeing the way guys had been eyeing her as we walked down into the water had been enough to send me into a sexual frenzy. And having her pressing her pussy against my cock with only the thin material of our swimsuits to separate us definitely wasn't helping matters at all!
I was so ridiculously turned on that I felt like I was about to blow my load just from grinding against her in the water. That wasn't a good thing. I definitely wanted to have my cock at full attention while I was enjoying the sights. While I was enjoying other people enjoying the sight of my wife.
"Okay seriously," she said. "What's going on here? Why are you so obsessed with this bet? Why are you suddenly so obsessed with men checking me out? Is this something that's going to become a thing now that we're married? Because it's not cool."
I felt panic rising inside me that had nothing to do with potentially losing the bet. No, suddenly with as angry as she was I was worried about potentially losing my wife! Definitely not what I'd angled for when I'd made the stupid bet in the first place.
Only now I was in a difficult situation. If I didn't tell her about the raging monster that had gotten me so interested in this bet, so interested in the idea of other men being interested in her, then I was risking my marriage and we weren't even a day into the thing! And yet at the same time if I told her why I was so turned on by the idea of other men being interested in her then I'd still be risking my relationship in a very real way. It was one hell of a conundrum.
I sighed. I was caught. I was in the middle of one hell of a difficult scenario that I'd made for myself. And there was only one thing I could do. Be completely honest with her.
"You really want to know what's going on?"
"You're damn right I do!"
"Do you promise not to get mad?"
Lindsay leaned in and kissed me. She looked at me, locked eyes with me, her own eyes moving back and forth as she searched.
"What could possibly be so bad that it would make me get angry with you on our wedding day of all days?"
I took in a deep breath and sighed, and if anything the worry on her face seemed to be growing. It seemed like not telling her was almost worse than just getting it over with. So I opened my mouth.
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