Just outside the bathroom door, he could hear the shower running. Donnie knew he felt young again. Maybe he wasn't eighteen or twenty again as when he and Mary Ann had first met, but he sure enough felt younger than he had felt in a long time. He had always known his lovely wife had had a big affect on him since they first met.
This week at the beach had shown that she still did.
He hadn't noticed the shower had since stopped running, but he did see the bathroom door open.
He looked up and gazed upon a sexy vision. His lovely wife appeared in the doorway, towel wrapped about her, her hair still dripping.
Mary Ann strode the few steps between them and smiled at him mischievously. Then without breaking their mutual gaze, she reached out and clasped his hands in hers. One she brought to her mouth. She kissed it, as she took the other and she placed it on her cleavage, which was accentuated by how tight she had wrapped the bath towel around her body.
Donnie felt the smooth moistness of Mary Ann's bare skin.
"Had a 'hard' day today haven't you?" she asked.
He remembered the feelings from the morning and the afternoon and the growing feeling in his boxers right then. He smiled. "You could say that."
"Well what are our plans for this evening? Are we going out or are we staying right here, ordering a pizza and making love all night?"
Donnie wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him. He looked down into her smiling face and said, "I love you."
"I know you do." She said, as she stepped back out of his embrace and over to the dresser. She picked up her hairbrush and started stroking it through her wet locks.
"How would you like to have company tonight?" Donnie asked as he watched her from the backside as well as her reflection in the mirror.
"What?" Mary Ann's startled response was nearly a shout as she stopped suddenly, pulling back her hair and looking up at him.
"I said. How would you like to have some company tonight?" Donnie reiterated.
"As in whom?" she asked, wondering just what he meant. His face was unreadable as if the question was rather common place.
"Lisa." He answered. "I have to admit, our new young friend has been interesting getting to know this week to say the least."
"And by joining us, just what do you have in mind?" Mary Ann leaned back against the dresser with her arms crossed tightly across her chest, pushing up her bosom even more. She looked directly at him with a very stern expression on her face.
Donnie stared at her cleavage and so knew he wanted to be there at that very moment, but then he looked up into a very burning, inquisitive glare. Then it hit him.
"Huh? Oh, no, I just meant...I mean, whoa. No, nothing like that!" Donnie swallowed hard. "Did you really think I was suggesting, well, what I think you obviously were just thinking?"
"Well, actually, nothing would surprise me," Mary Ann blushed, "not after the way you've been looking at that young woman the last couple of days. I'm not sure what you are thinking."
"What!" Donnie responded, and then blushed himself. "I have not."
"You have so. You practically drooled down your chin a couple of times over that tight bodied beach bunny."
Donnie just shook his head, his face almost pure crimson.
"Of course, I probably couldn't blame you for noticing. She has a lot to flaunt and she does it so naturally well."
"Oh, yes, and then some." Her husband drawled lazily, his blushing grin became a smile. "But you know I wouldn't even think of something like that."
"I know. You are my man of values and integrity, even though you are a little perverted in some slightly cute ways."
"Anyway, Lisa has a date tonight and she asked if we wanted to join them at Wally's. She wanted to know if we could all have dinner together and maybe a drink later. It was her invite."
"That sounds like a plan." Mary Ann turned and brushed her hair some more.
"But wait; now you have me curious. I think I'd like to hear a few more details about this 'cute perverseness' of mine you seem to admire."
Mary Ann turned and smiled, then walked on by him. She let her towel drop to the floor as she walked away from him. She swayed her bare hips in that same suggestive manner he had seen earlier that morning walking down the beach.
"You just lost your turn in the bathroom." She stuck out her tongue and shut the bathroom door behind her.
Donnie stood and stared now at the bare, closed door. All he could focus on was the thought of her naked body on the other side. She knew she still had the power over his weak mind and body.
He smiled broader still and went on into the bathroom after her...
*****
Lisa sat perched on a barstool sipping her glass of wine.
She wore a short, black mini skirt under a royal blue velour top. As Donnie and Mary Ann walked into the lounge, they both took notice, Donnie of the attire right down to the black high heels defining her strong legs quite well, while Mary Ann grinned at seeing several other men watching Lisa from all over the room. That included the one on the barstool next to her.
Her date she assumed.
They walked up to the young couple.
"Lisa, introduce us to your friend." Mary Ann asked coming up from behind the young woman they had met down at the beach a couple of days ago.
Lisa turned on the stool with a start causing a small drop of wine to slip down over her lip and run down her chin. Before she could put the glass back on the counter and retrieve her napkin, the drop turned into a rivulet that ran down her neck and into the prominent cleavage clearly evident above her top.
"Oh, wow, I'm such a mess maker." Lisa dabbed her neck and then her cleavage.
Mary Ann caught both Donnie and Lisa's date watching each move of that napkin as it slipped between the tops of the young woman's breasts. All she could do was smile inside at the both of them. Men!
Lisa balled up the napkin and threw it on the counter, then looked up at the older couple. "Mary Ann. Donnie. I'd like you to meet Steve."
"It's nice to meet you, Steve." Mary Ann said taking a step closer and extending her hand to the handsome young man.
He stood and took it in his and feigned a kiss to the back of it.
"Oh, and a gentleman, too. Donnie could take some lessons." Mary Ann commented as she looked the young man over. He was tall, thin, sandy-haired, and had bright blue eyes behind gold wire-rimmed glasses. Cute smile, too, she thought, even a little sign of a dimple. Lisa had found a very good looking boy, or rather man in Steve.
"Oh, no, I just figured since you put your hand out...well," Steve tried to explain, a bit of a blush formed on his cheeks.
