Beach House

My wife Gloria and I got married fresh out of college. Luckily I was able to land a job right away and we took up residence in an apartment in the city. I was working for an Internet startup company, as a programmer, which didn't pay all that great, but offered tons of stock options that could someday be valuable.

Gloria is a beautiful woman and she exploits it to the max. She often dresses in these clingy outfits that really accent her beautiful figure and full well proportioned bustline. Although she hails from a modest background, college has turned her kind of aloof. She speaks well, dresses well, and wants desperately to make friends in high society.

After we had been married a year, the company I work for went public in an IPO. The options I owned for 5,000 shares suddenly became worth $250.00 each! That's over a million dollars and a real windfall. Of course I would have to wait a two years for the options to become fully vested, but I got a good raise and felt like I was rich.

The life that Gloria had always wanted, the rich life of leisure with the upper crust of society was within her grasp. This windfall, she thought, was her ticket to the all her dreams and aspirations. She went right out and bought a two seat foreign sports car, and a whole new wardrobe. I tried to explain to her that we really couldn't afford these things right now. We had to wait for the options to become vested. In a few years we could cash some of them in and reap our windfall but she wouldn't hear of it. She wanted it now and wouldn't take NO for an answer.

"John, what good is having all this money if we can't enjoy it" she told me.

"We WILL be able to enjoy it, once our options become fully vested." I informed her. "We have to wait for almost two years."

"Well I want to start to enjoy it now." Gloria insisted. "My friends have all the good things in life and I want them too! I want to start right now, I've waited long enough."

I knew it would be impossible to get through to her. At this point she was in no mood to listen to facts. I thought that maybe I could narrow it down and appease her somehow.

"What is it that you want, honey?" I asked her "Maybe I can get it for you."

Gloria smiled. Her face became cheery. "I was hoping that we could spend two weeks at a beach house on Gale Island this summer with all my society friends." She stated flatly.

"And I want a new apartment. An apartment at the Willows." Gloria added.

"Hell, you know what those things cost!" Her requests blew me away. "We can't afford those things! Not yet anyway."

Gloria's face changed from cheery to a scowl. She started sobbing. I couldn't stand it when she got like this and she knew I was powerless to resist her. In this case, however, there was nothing I could do about it. The things that she wanted were just too damn expensive to even think about. Her desires would just have to be put on hold.

A few weeks later I happened to be talking to an associate and he mentioned that one of the senior executives at my company had a big beautiful beach house on Gale Island. He also told me that sometimes he invites employees over. It was usually the ones with the sexiest wives. The wives, he told me, had to live up to certain expectations. If he really liked them, sometimes he even loaned his beach house out on weekdays. This got my wheels spinning trying to figure a way to get that beach house vacation my wife so desperately craved.

That night I discussed the situation with Gloria.

"Honey it seems like we might have a chance at going to Gale Island after all."

My wife's face lit up with a big smile. "Really?" she asked, "I thought we couldn't afford that luxury."

I began telling her what I had heard about Robert Stiles, the senior executive with the beach house, and how he often invited the younger teckies over for the weekend. Gloria sat right down next to me, rested her elbows on the table and placed her chin in her hands. She was hanging on my every word.

"I want to hear more." She coaxed.

"He only likes to invite the guys who have young sexy wives." I told her. "I heard he likes to look at them and fantasize about what kinds of sex they enjoy."

"Well what's wrong with me!" Gloria piped right in. "He can fantasize about me if he wants I wont mind a bit. Especially if I get to spend the weekend on Gale Island."

"Wait there's more." I cautioned. "I heard that the wives have to wear these tiny bikinis, and sometimes he and his friends grope them a little." I was laying out the conditions my friend had told me about. It seemed that Gloria was not the least bit deterred.

"I look pretty good in a bikini." She quickly responded "And hell, I get groped all the time by perverts on the subway for free! That's not so bad."

I was a little surprised at my wife's devil may care attitude about parading around in a string bikini and being groped by strangers. I became obvious to me that Gloria was determined to make this happen. I could see the sparkle in her eyes.

"How do we meet him and get ourselves invited?" She bubbled.

I explained my loosely formulated plan. "A bunch of the executives from work stop for drinks at the Copper Top Lounge on Thursdays. One of these days I could tag along and you could meet me there. I could introduce you to Robert and see what happens."

"Tomorrow night is Thursday let's do it then!" Gloria was really anxious.

"Well I suppose I could talk to Robert when I see him tomorrow, mention that you'd like to meet him and then show up at the Copper Top." I suggested.

"Suppose he asks you about me what are you going to tell him?" Gloria pried.

"Well ... the truth I guess." I answered her.

"No! You fool!" Gloria blurted out spontaneously. "This is supposed to be a fantasy for him, right?" She was getting really carried away over this now. "You tell him that I have a very sexy body and work out religiously... Tell him that I look great in a bikini and that I love sex... No wait!... Tell him that I'm an exhibitionist ... and I love to give you oral sex all the time! Tell him you think I might be a nymphomaniac."

"But you never gave me oral sex in your life!" I interjected.

"Look!" Gloria insisted "This is supposed to be his fantasy right? No one has a fantasy about an ordinary wife performing regular old lovemaking every other Saturday. Robert needs something juicy. He needs to think I am this oversexed horny housewife. If we play our cards right we can get a nice long weekend at his beach house."

I was a bit taken back with Gloria's enthusiasm over this whole situation. The length she seemed willing to go surprised me. I had a feeling that she was biting off more than she could chew and her insistence on playing the role of the flirtatious wife could only backfire on her eventually. Perhaps it would backfire on us both.

The following day I casually spoke to Robert and the subject finally came up regarding his beach house. True to form, he asked me about my wife and I suggested some of the things that Gloria had told me to say. Robert seemed interested and asked me to join him at the Copper Top. I called my wife with the news and we agreed to meet.

Robert and I were enjoying a drink and talking when suddenly the front door opened and the whole bar went silent. I looked up to see my beautiful wife entering the establishment.

Her light brown hair glistened in the light, and her blue eyes sparkled. She wore a silky white top that clung to her breasts leaving no surprises as to their shape and fullness. Her large nipples were faintly outlined by the thin material. Gloria had on a short leather skirt. I mean it was real short. It showed about two thirds of her thigh. It had a slit on the side that ran up the final third of her left leg. As she walked, we could see the tops of her stay up stockings through the slit in the leather. Her extremely high heels made a clicking noise as she walked across the floor.

Gloria came right over to us to say hello. She kind of ignored me and fixed her gaze directly on Robert. Her attentiveness to him was obvious.

"Well who is this John?" She asked in her deepest seductive tone "Aren't you going to introduce me to this handsome gentleman?"

"Gloria this is Robert," I told her, "He's one of the senior executives at the office."

Gloria's face lit up with a smile. She extended her hand to Robert as if she wanted him to grasp it. "I'm so very pleased to meet you." She breathed in her most seductive tone.

Robert invited her to join us. Gloria sat down on his right, and crossed her legs. The slit on her leather dress opened wider, not just ******** her stocking tops but also a good inch of tender white thigh flesh. This lovely little display was not wasted on Robert. He quickly complimented my wife on her appearance.

"You look very sexy tonight, Gloria. Do you always dress this way?" He asked.

"No." She replied. "Only when I'm going someplace special ... or to meet someone special." She hinted.

There was music playing and Robert enjoyed several dances with Gloria. From my vantage-point at the table I could see his hands slide slowly over my wife's ass while he held her close. Her leather skirt was riding up as he gently rubbed her ass, revealing just a little of her tight panties to all the executives who were sitting at various tables. Her stocking tops and thighs were shamefully on display. I trying to get her attention to get her to discontinue this lewd show that taking place right in front of all my bosses.

After several drinks and several dances, we all decided to call it a night. On the ride home, in the car, Gloria wanted to discuss her conversation with Robert. She turned off the radio and turned to face me in the car.

"Well," she boasted "I got him to ask us out to Gale Island this weekend! I told you I could get him to ask us! See what just a little flirting can do!"

"It looked to me like you were doing a little more than flirting." I scolded

"It was all harmless." She countered "It was just a little harmless flashing to get him to ask us to his beach house. It meant nothing to anyone, and now I get what I wanted!"

"What did he say to you?" I needed to have an idea how far this might go.

"Well he told me I looked very sexy. He said he really liked that in a woman. He said he liked women who aren't held back by inhibitions. Robert said that you told him how I loved to give you oral sex and he couldn't get the thought of it out of his mind. He asked if I had ever been to Gale Island and he told me that if I wanted to look real sexy this weekend he would invite us out to his beach house."

"I quickly accepted and told him that it turns me on to dress provocatively and that it turns you on to watch your wife looking sexy and flirting with other men. That's when he started to rub my ass a little bit. He held me tight and pressed his crotch right against me. I could feel his big hardon and he kept rubbing my ass. You told me to expect a little groping so I told him that it felt good and I didn't resist."

"You told him I LIKE to watch you flirting and ******** yourself?" I was pissed.

"Well you told me he has this fantasy thing, John. I had to tell him something to get us invited now didn't I? It was all very harmless and I was sure that you wouldn't mind. He told me to come to the office tomorrow and talk to his personal secretary. He said she would provide me with a special bathing suit to wear and explain the ground rules."

"GROUND RULES!" This sounded awfully fishy to me. "Gloria I think we should call this quits right now. I think that you are getting in way over your head." I counseled.

"You're just jealous." Gloria shot back. "You feel bad because I was able to get a weekend at a beach house on Gale Island that you couldn't afford to get for us, that's all! Now are you going to back me up on this or not? After all, this was YOUR idea to begin with!"

I knew better than to argue at this point. I decided to let the matter rest until my wife had a chance to learn about these "ground rules". I wanted to hear for myself what they were and to have a firsthand look at this special bathing suit he was to give her.

The next day at work dragged by. I expected to see my wife after her appointment with Robert's secretary but she never showed. I figured she had come to her senses. Much to my surprise, when I arrived at home she greeted me at the door wearing the tiniest string bikini I had ever seen in my life. My chin hit the floor as Gloria did a little twirl giving me a full view of just how little was covered up by her new swimwear.

"Like it?" she asked. "This is the special bathing suit I'm wearing this weekend!"

"That's the suit?" I was in shock. The tiny white bikini was more lewd than if she was actually naked. The two microscopic triangles of the top barely covered my wife's nipples. The teeny bottom barely covered her pubic area and only hid a sliver of her butt.

It was not just lewd it was obscene. The white fabric was practically transparent and my wife's tits and ass were jiggling shamelessly with every move. All my wife's naked assets were nearly on display to anyone who might see her dressed this way.

I quickly regained my composure and began to subvert this little scheme of hers. "I think perhaps you should reconsider this Gloria. That bikini is obscene. If it gets wet, everything is going to show right through. You might as well be nude!"

"Listen!" Gloria shouted back, " I think I look pretty darn good in this suit. If you're ashamed of me just say so! I want a weekend on Gale Island! I managed to get us invited, no thanks to you, and I'm going even if I have to go alone and buck naked!"

I said nothing. I retired to the living room and flipped on the TV. Before long Gloria was standing in front of me wearing a terry robe over her bikini and blocking the TV.

"I'm sorry I shouted at you honey." Gloria said softly. "It's just that I want to enjoy the same things that my friends do. I want to go to Gale Island for the weekend and if I have to put on this little show for Robert and his friends, who cares? If you really, really love me and care about the things I want you'll back me up on this...okay baby?"

"It's okay honey." I reassured her "I want you to have your weekend. I guess I'll go along with whatever happens."

The next morning we were up early and off on the hour drive to Gale Island. We arrived at the address of a spectacular beach house. The foyer was huge with a big high ceiling, accented by an impressive sweeping staircase that led to the upstairs bedrooms. The great room featured a two-story oceanfront wall of glass looking out over the dunes and the sea. There was a beautiful patio deck surrounding a large built in swimming pool.

We were greeted at the door by one of Robert's servants. He checked our names off on his guest list and showed us to our accommodations. Apparently we were to occupy separate bedrooms. The butler told us that this was standard practice for all of the "entertainment wives". I gave Gloria a funny look but went along with the whole thing. In fact, after seeing the beautiful beach house, I was thinking that this might turn out to be a pretty good weekend after all.

Gloria and I changed into our swimsuits and met out on the patio with Robert and the other guests. As soon as we arrived Robert came right over to talk to Gloria.

"You look terrific!" he complimented enthusiastically.

"Doesn't everyone think that Gloria looks great!" He held her by the hand and spun her around so all the executives could get a good look at my wife in her micro suit.

I thought that Gloria would blush with embarrassment. Instead, she seemed to revel in the attention she was getting. Robert escorted her around the pool area and introduced her to the male guests. All my wife's female assets were nearly on display and she didn't seem to mind one bit.

I decided to get out of there and take a walk on the beach. Once away from the scene I started to enjoy myself a little. Gale Island is indeed a beautiful place. There were plenty of women in tiny bikinis all over the beach. Some were even topless! As I walked along the surf I began to get more comfortable with the whole situation.

After about an hour I returned to Robert's beach house. Gloria and another young sexy woman were in the corner of the pool surrounded by 3 male guests. All five of them were laughing and joking around. The other girl was blonde and topless her big tits were covered in tanning oil. One of the guys had his hand on my wife's ass and was gently stroking it. She was offering no resistance as he openly groped her.

I sat in a nearby lounge chair. When Gloria noticed me she swam across the pool, climbed out, and walked over to where I was sitting. Now that her suit was wet I could clearly see her silver dollar size nipples and pubic patch. The suit was practically transparent! Gloria sported a huge smile as all the eyes around the pool watched her sexy tits and ass jiggle with every step.

She sat down next to me. "How was your walk, John?" she asked. "I missed you."

"It doesn't look like you missed me too much." I countered "And besides, you look practically naked in that wet bikini."

"No one else seems to care. In fact," she said "didn't you notice that Susan over there doesn't even have her top on at all. I want to take mine off too. You don't mind do you, honey? They have all seen my tits right through this suit anyway and Robert seems to like that. I want to make them happy and be sure we get invited back here. It's okay right, if I take off my top and let your bosses have a little tiny peek at my boobies?"

Without waiting for an answer, Gloria untied her top and pulled it off. I couldn't believe it! Here was my beautiful sexy wife topless in front of all my bosses, her big pink puffy nipples lewdly on display. The other men were all grinning as they prepared to feast their eyes on my wife's full sexy tits. I was in complete shock.

My wife tossed me her top, turned around and went back to rejoin her new friends in the pool. Gloria whispered something to them and they all looked back at me and laughed.

I needed a drink. I went inside the house where there was a bar and fixed myself a gin and tonic. I ran into a programmer from another department at the company. It turns out that he is married to the topless blonde at the pool. He introduced himself as Susan's husband, Tom.

Tom told me that they have been spending weekends here at Robert's beach house since last summer. He told me that a few weeks after they started coming he got a big raise and a lot of extra stock options. He said that they have been invited back every weekend. Tom said that his wife loves acting out the "entertainment wife" scenario and all that extra money in the paycheck is pretty hard to give up.

I started asking him just what was expected of the wives and what these so called "ground rules" were all about. Tom explained that the "entertainment wife" was always a spouse of one of the younger technical personnel. She had to be young, good looking, and willing to submit to the sexual advances of the older executives. During the daytime she had to wear a tiny bikini or go topless. In the evening she was expected to wear a sexy and revealing outfit for the "entertainment" of the executives.

I asked him about the separate bedrooms and Tom told me that tonight the executives would have a little lottery to see which ones get to have sex with our wives. Each wife was expected to "entertain" two executives with sexual favors. Tom told me that his wife Susan was very popular and would sometimes have three or four guys. He also explained that it was customary for Robert to have the guy's wife first and the guy's boss to be second. The husband is only allowed minimal contact with his wife until Sunday.

The wives get to spend Sunday freely with their husbands and use all the facilities of the beach house as their own. The husbands get a fat raise, stock options, and free weekends in the exclusive Gale Island community. Tom said that it turns him on when his wife tells him of her sexual exploits with the executives so he really doesn't mind the whole wife-sharing thing at all. In fact, he looks forward to these weekends and sex with his wife afterwards while she reveals the details of the previous evening.

Well perhaps Tom didn't mind his wife having sex with these guys but I sure as hell didn't want mine participating. I had no idea what to do or say. I decided to have another gin and tonic and go for another walk to think this over. I figured I would go along for a little while anyway and speak with Gloria before doing anything rash.

When I returned back to the beach house the party had moved inside. They were all drinking, laughing and talking. Gloria and Susan were still topless. My supervisor, Bill, was standing behind my wife with his crotch pushed into her ass. One hand was around her waist and the other was fondling her left breast. When Gloria saw me she broke away, excused herself and came over to talk to me.

"Is everything okay with you, honey?" She questioned.

"It's not okay. But you're obviously enjoying yourself!" I answered back sharply.

Gloria gave me a big kiss and pulled me into the next room where we could talk.

"John, I'm just doing this for us both. I may have neglected to tell you about some of the ground rules for being invited here." She whispered. "But tomorrow we will have the whole day to ourselves, okay? Today I have to be nice to your bosses. Now remember that this was your idea to begin with. I need you to be understanding and back me up on this.... That is... unless you are too insecure to enjoy the finer things in life!"

Gloria reached down and started to rub my cock through my shorts. She started talking in her little girl pouting voice.

"I still love you, John." She told me. "I'm just doing this so we can make more money and have the things we want like weekends at Robert's beach house. Now you don't really mind, all that much now right? I'm just going to let them touch me a little bit; that's not so bad is it? After all I'm the one doing all the work ... not you, right?"

I didn't answer her. I just stood there. Gloria continued stroking my cock through my shorts and speaking in that little girl voice of hers that she uses to get her way.

"Susan told me that her husband, Tom, likes her to tell him about the things they do to her. Is that what you would like too? You want me to tell you about them touching me?"