A Weekend Escape Pt 03 Saturday

//See Parts 1 and 2 for the full backstory. A short summary: Mark and Leigh are staying in St. Martin at a clothing-only resort, they've met fellow guests Harry and Sarah, Tony and Sofia, Laura and Jeremy, and Alana and Benicio.

Mark woke up on Saturday morning around 9, a good amount of rest after the previous day's and night's adventures. He spent the first few minutes cuddling Leigh a bit more before he decided to start getting ready for the day. He knew Leigh would sleep for a while longer if he didn't intervene, but their plans for the day were fairly short so he decided to start with a short morning swim. Mark withdrew from the bed, made a quick restroom trip, and walked out of the room toward the pool. It wasn't a long trip, and he jumped straight into the pool. He was the only one out at the moment, which made swimming a few laps back and forth very calm. His thoughts, aside from not drowning, replayed as much of the previous night's activities as he could. Mark started wondering when the right time was to ask Leigh if she wanted to start planning a return trip.

After what Mark estimated was about 20 minutes or so, he got out and lay in the sun to dry off some. He had brought a towel, but the morning sun felt good on his skin and he figured that would dry him off reasonably quickly. He heard someone walking by and looked up to see Jeremy walking, clothed, from the entry area with some food. Mark stood up and wrapped his towel around himself to start heading back to his room. Jeremy saw him and walked over towards him.

Jeremy: "Mornin'. How was the water?"

Mark: "Delightful. Honestly about as nice as the ocean was yesterday."

Jeremy: "Really? That's good. Laura and I are headed to the beach this afternoon. May I ask which one y'all went to?"

Mark: "We started at just the regular one at Orient Bay, it's all European over on this side so it was bottoms on. It's not that far of a walk up the beach to be at a clothing-optional spot like this is."

Jeremy: "Okay, yeah that's what I remember from looking stuff up right before we came. This is very different from home."

Mark: "Yeah that's for sure. We've got some stuff within driving distance that I looked up as an alternative, but I sort of figured that if I was going to surprise Leigh with something like this, why not make it like a fantasy island kind of thing?"

Jeremy: "You surprised her with this? Really?"

Mark: "Yeah, told her on the plane. Did you not hear that while we were all chatting last night?"

Jeremy: "Not really, got distracted by the babes with boobs to be honest. I don't think I would've booked this without telling Laura."

Mark: "Well, Leigh had told me enough small things about what she liked to read and such that I thought this was probably like... 40% chance she'd like it? I had a couple backup ideas if we got here and she freaked out about it. It would've just been some lost money. But she really has embraced the fun."

Jeremy: "I'm glad it worked out for you. This was Laura's idea, I wouldn't of even considered suggesting something like this to her."

Mark: "Well I hope you both enjoy yourselves. Did you and Laura talk through any of the 'checking out the other guests' part of this trip before you came? That part I'm still a little bit nervous about with Leigh."

Jeremy: "Yeah, she basically gave me a green light to use my eyes and drool if the other guests made that the case if I agreed to also give her that same green light. Not to be crass, but that agreement made last night fuckin' great."

Mark laughed a little. "I bet this resort's rooms see quite a bit of great nights."

Jeremy laughed as well. "Yeah, probably so. It was good to chat, but I've got to get this breakfast home so we can get out to the beach. We'll see y'all at dinner?"

Mark: "Yeah man, see you then."

Jeremy: "Hopefully it's a full table again, not sure what the odds are, but we got a pretty great looking group."

Mark just nodded in agreement and went into the room. He needed to go out and get some breakfast like the day before. He felt that it was very properly European to get just enough food for the day. They'd be out and about for lunch, but it was good to eat when he knew they'd have items they liked. He dressed quietly and walked to the grocery store and returned with a few bread items like the previous day.

Mark woke Leigh up with the breakfast. Mark knew that the promise of jewelry shopping, typically a cruise staple for them, would get Leigh up and ready for the day. She loved necklaces, and they were making great progress on having myriad options for her to wear when she wanted. They didn't frequent fancy locations, but it was good to spoil Leigh when he could. After about a half hour, they had eaten and gotten ready enough to start figuring out clothes for the day.

Mark: "You could always try on the dresses over what you're wearing right now and see if you think they'd work at all."

Leigh: "I think I've got way too much boob for that to work."

Mark: "Is that because of comfort or because of appearance? Because I think we've the let the cat our of the damn bag on appearance for the weekend."

Leigh: "Usually, comfort."

Mark: "Well, I brought you a couple dress options, I also bought you a cami with built in bra just specifically for today if you wanted to wear that with a skirt, or if you want you've got a couple tank-top shirt options."

Leigh: "You bought me something just for today?"

Mark: "Yeah, I wanted to give you options to stay in the vein of the weekend. That vein being a lot of nudity and having your boobs out for my enjoyment and your enjoyment via others' viewing. So I also bought you a push up bra from Torrid, it's in the suitcase too."

Leigh tried the dresses Mark had brought, and settled on wearing the push up bra, feeling that it gave the most support while also showing off far more cleavage than she'd normally have back home. "Also, this will present necklaces so clearly for us all day."

They brought a small bag along with them to carry their needed items and caught an island taxi to head towards the cruise part of the island where the jewelry stores were mostly located. They had frequented these kinds of shops, so they knew what to expect: a lot of haggling and leaving stores to return to see if the prices might get lowered. Mark knew they would mostly be looking for silver chains, and he was wondering what color stone Leigh would fancy that day. She had most of the rainbow already from their previous trips. Leigh was unaware, but Mark was ready to spend up to $2,000 that day on a necklace, which gave them a lot more spending room than was typical. He felt a little uncomfortable with the cash, but without even Leigh knowing it was there, he knew they weren't likely to be targeted for much.

Their first store treated them to a free beverage, which Leigh didn't want but Mark appreciated the fruity concoction. He knew the tactic was to get him somewhat inebriated so he'd spend more, but having only cash, he wasn't even capable to overspend how much he'd had in mind. One piece stood out to Leigh, a teardrop diamond necklace, but they moved on to the next store. A ruby necklace with matching earrings looked fabulous on Leigh's neck in that store, and Mark knew that was a serious contender for what they'd purchase. The full set was under a grand, so that was a nice bonus. Their third stop didn't have much of interest, and neither did the fourth. In the fifth store they found a great sapphire option, going along with some of Leigh's rings that she wore daily, the sapphires encircling a CZ centerpiece, the salesman said that it wasn't diamond so it could sell easier, looked great around Leigh's neck.

As she had it on, looking in the mirror, she asked Mark: "What do you think?"

Mark replied quietly enough so only she could hear: "Babe, your boobs have looked great all frickin' day."

Leigh: "About the necklace you dork."

Mark: "Oh. Yeah, that looks awesome too."

Leigh: "Did you hear the price earlier?" (Mark had a tendency to wander during these visits, he lost focus)

Mark: "No, what're they asking?"

Leigh: "$500, but I wonder if we leave and return a couple times if that can come down at all."

Mark: "What do you think you'd pay for it?" Mark thought it looked spectacular, a little larger than most of the necklaces that Leigh usually got but it rested beautifully at the base of her neck, and at the moment drew incredible attention to her pushed up breasts but also would normally look incredible regardless of her support status.

Leigh: "Probably close to that number, but I'd love to see if the final number could start with a 3."

Mark: "Well, we've got plenty to cover that. So don't worry."

Leigh: "How much did you bring?"

Mark: "If I answer, you'll know. Let's just act like I said a number starting with 3."

Their bargaining with the salesperson began, and their initial push back was no lower than $440. As Leigh wanted a number starting with a 3, they left and walked around a bit. They found a few sweet snacks that were delicious.

Mark: "I think you should wear whatever we buy tonight at the hotel."

Leigh: "You don't think that would be showy?"

Mark: 'I don't think I care even if it was. Besides, what better way to show a necklace than have it be the only thing on you? It worked in Titanic."

Leigh: "Haven't seen it. Also, everyone died in that movie."

Mark: "Not her, she lived. Must have been the nakedness with the necklace and the boobs showing."

Leigh: "Yeah, I'm sure that was it."

After about an hour, they returned to the store with their favorite sapphire piece. They ended up agreeing to a price that didn't quite start with a 3, at $410, but they got a few free small items that they could distribute later for fun.

Mark: "We've got an hour before we should head back for dinner, can I interest you in some ice cream?"

Leigh agreed, and they each got two scoops of ice cream, Leigh finding a peanut butter flavor to add into her mixture while Mark went with his preferred balance of chocolate and a fruit, going for raspberry on this particular day. Leigh proudly wore her necklace as they relaxed and ate their treat.

Leigh: "So what's our plan for after dinner tonight?"

Mark: "Well, my main plans were the resort, the beach, and this outing. So I don't really have a strong plan. I guess we repeat either of the activities from yesterday. Beach or pool. Either way we can find our way to a spot to get our best tan lines."

Leigh: "I don't know that I will want to go to the beach after we eat. That takes changing and walking and stuff."

Mark: "Well then let's just pool. You could wear your new necklace, show it off to Sarah and Laura."

Leigh: "You don't think it will draw too much unwanted attention if I wear it to the pool?"

Mark: "You enjoyed all of the eyes on you yesterday."

Leigh: "And what I got to have my eyes on."

As they finished their ice cream, Mark started the process of getting them back across the island. Leigh went to the restroom before they made their taxi trip. As they got into the car, Leigh passed Mark the bag, but then asked him within a couple of minutes of the start of their drive if he could make sure that their bonus gifts were in the main pocked of the bag. Mark unzipped the bag and was shocked to see that Leigh's underwear was the first thing that he saw. Mark's dick twitched a little and he felt it start to press against his shorts. He looked over at Leigh and she winked at him. Mark winked back, reached below her underwear in the bag and held up one of the gifts to make sure that the cover question was fulfilled. He put it back in, and then offered the bag towards Leigh, hoping that she was feeling naughty and was thinking like he was.

She took the bag and put it on her lap near her knees before pulling her dress up high enough that Mark could see some of her unshaven areas. Leigh started looking out the window and used her hand behind the bag to subtly touch herself, and Mark now had to figure out the balance of just staring at her, betraying Leigh's secretive masturbating, and lowering her satisfaction by not looking. Mark knew the drive was only going to be a few more minutes, and decided that he could tip the taxi driver a few extra bucks if they even noticed anything untoward happening in the back of the taxi. Leigh took her touching a little further as they drove at a faster pace, making eye contact with mark as she took two fingers, slid them down her crotch while they pointed straight down and spread them apart into a downward v. Each finger pulled at one lip and her pussy. Mark reached his hand over, letting inhibition go, and put it initially just on Leigh's leg. Conveniently, there was an excuse to point out the window on her side of the car as they passed a fantastic ocean view, and Mark leaned over to point with one hand while sliding his other hand from her leg further inside to join her manual stimulation. Mark could feel some damp skin as his middle finger slid down the center of her crotch. Leigh's breathed in sharply at his hand but managed to somewhat blend her reaction in with looking at the beach view.

Mark made a point of mentioning that they were almost back to their resort to give Leigh a moment to re-cover herself before their arrival. He also prepared to give an extra $10 tip compared to what he'd originally planned for the cab ride. He felt it was only fair with how much they'd enjoyed their fairly short drive.

After they were dropped off, and had entered the resort, Mark decided lewd conversation was more appropriate.

Mark: "Do you want to complete your disrobing now? We are back in our clothing-optional spot."

Leigh: "Sure, you take your clothes off and then I'll be able to hand you mine."

Mark took his shirt off, and quickly dropped his shorts and awkwardly removed them over his shoes. Despite their short trip, it felt almost natural to be back in the buff after their shopping trip. Leigh started walking into the resort without changing her current outfit.

Mark: "Hey! You tricked me... you said you'd hand me your clothes after I took mine."

Leigh: "No, just said I could. I'll change in our room."

Only Tony and Sofia were in the public area as they walked towards their room. The older couple looked up and smiled at them as they went. Mark and Leigh politely waved back. They arrived into their room with about fifteen minutes to spare before dinner.

In their room, Leigh changed, or rather stripped, into the nominal clothing of the resort. Mark put his clothes in their suitcase holding their dirty clothes. Leigh stepped back into the main room from the bathroom, and Mark looked at his naked wife wearing just the necklace they'd purchased earlier.

Mark: "Damn, you look beautiful, babe."

Leigh: "Thank you. I am looking forward to showing it off. And then thanking you later."

Mark moved in for an embrace: "And what's on your mind for thanking me?"

Leigh leaned down and started kissing Mark's neck: "You. Me. My mouth. Your body." She reached down one hand and started stroking Mark's growing cock. "Then, whatever way you want to be inside me."

Leigh: "Do you want to have a little bit more fun now?"

Mark: "We have to be at dinner in just a few minutes."

Leigh: "Would you like me to try a little bit of a snack right now?"

Mark's cock visually started twitching at Leigh as he considered her offer. He knew though that a blowjob was actually the most likely thing to make him last longest, and he was focusing on the delayed pleasure of later. He found himself still nodding though, before managing to ask: "Are you suggesting I show up to dinner with a moist dick?"

Leigh nodded.

Mark added: "You were against looking like we'd just fucked yesterday."

Leigh: "And today I want a pre-dinner snack."

She sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Mark towards her. Her lips parted and she grabbed his erect member and guided it into her mouth. Mark saw stars as his eyes slammed shut as the warmth of Leigh's mouth commanded all of his body's attention. He let out a small moan and his hips took over for a moment, thrusting his dick forward to let Leigh have more to devour if she could. Leigh sucked on Mark for a little bit before switching to long strokes with her mouth, moving her head back until she was kissing the tip of his penis before opening her mouth and moving forward to take as much cock as she could fit. Mark's hands grabbed onto Leigh's head, using as much of his nails as he could to hold onto her, fingers diving beneath as much hair as they could manage. Leigh's hands moved from Mark's legs up to his ass, and she grabbed him tightly to pull him into her next thrust with her mouth. After a few more of these, she relaxed and looked at the clock. It was time to go.

Mark was practically throbbing, his dick was clearly wet, although he knew it might air dry somewhat quickly. He knew that he wasn't going to be able to concentrate for the rest of the evening with the earlier offer in the back of his mind, and the fun suck Leigh had just provided.

Mark: "Fuck that felt good. That felt really good." He made a point of looking down at his dick. "I think they're going to see at dinner what's been happening between us recently."

Leigh: "So? I hope that makes them look at us all the more during and after dinner."

Mark: "You're enjoying this a lot, eh?" Mark leaned in to whisper, hoping it would be taken to be more sexual: "I hope you get fucking dripping, you're so wet, before we come back here tonight."

Mark attempted to collect his thoughts as they headed over to dinner. All five couples were there for dinner this evening. Mark was sure at least half of the group had looked directly at him, and he reasoned that multiple people had to have noticed he had not fully returned to his flaccid state before arriving at dinner. He thought Alana had given him a longer look than he would've expected otherwise, and also thought that he noticed Jeremy looking significantly at Leigh after having looked at him. Dinner was a delightful spread of bread, cheese, and some sliced meats. Mark was pretty sure every guy at the table, and possibly the ladies, were enjoying how frequently the women were needed to brush their boobs off of the crumbs that kept falling on them between bites. Mark accepted a glass of red wine, and Leigh - not normally a drinker - worked on a glass of rosé. The conversation across the table stayed light, as the couples described their various days. During Leigh's turn, Mark knew that she would have fun retelling their haggling techniques and being able to show off her new piece to their fellow guests. Alana, sitting next to Leigh, asked if she could look more closely. Mark exchanged a glance with Benicio as Alana leaned in closely to look at the ring of sapphires surrounding the center CZ crystal. Under the table, Leigh moved Mark's hand further inside of her upper thigh where he'd placed it during their after dinner conversation. He reached out one finger to be able to reach into her pubic hair. As Alana leaned back into her natural sitting position in her chair, Leigh's unspoken insistence of Mark's touch relaxed and she let his hand return to its less overtly sexual resting place. At Harry and Sarah's behest, the group moved from the dinner table to the pool area.

As they left the dinner table, Mark noticed that Leigh's shoulders were looking a little extra red. In part due to concern and in part due to being horny, Mark decided to bring it up.

Mark: "Hey babe, you're looking a little burnt, do you want me to put some sunscreen on before we lounge in the sun? It still looks like we'll be getting sun for the next hour or more."

Leigh looked at him, slight excitement showing through: "Oh, yes that's a good idea."