"Bye, Babe. Have a fun day. I'll see you after my meetings," I said as I kissed my half-awake wife before leaving our hotel room.
I am a defense contractor who travels a good bit. In this case, I had to go to Hawaii for a week-long conference and the schedule worked out that I could actually bring my wife with me. Sure, I would have to work during the day, but we were staying in Waikiki for an entire week on my company's dime. During that time Barb could spend that time by the pool, on the beach or checking out the tourist sites.
Overall, it was not a bad deal. My wife and I have been married for 29 years - most of which involved my being in the Navy and a lot of time away and we have two grown children. For the first part of our relationship, we were hot for each other in every way. Now, it seems that fire has died out, both in and out of the bedroom. I hoped this trip to Hawaii would help us to rekindle that fire.
The first day of meetings went smoothly. It was nearly four o'clock when I sent a text to my wife to let her know that I was on my way back to the hotel. She replied that she was glad the meetings went well and that she would meet me in our room.
When I got to the room, Barb was standing there in her bathing suit. She said that she just got back from the pool and was about to jump in the shower. I walked over and kissed her. She met my kiss and pulled me against her and then started pushing her tongue into my mouth. This surprised me, because it is not often that we "tongue kiss" and it's even more rare that she initiates it. As we kissed, I allowed my hands to start roaming up and down her back over back. Soon, I moved them down to cup her ass cheeks and pull her body into my rapidly rising hard-on. She moaned into my mouth as she felt my stiffening shaft and she started lifting her body up to grind her crotch into it.
After a short time of this, I let go of her ass and moved my hands to slide the straps of her suit off her shoulders. At that point, she finally broke our kiss and looked downward while backing away a little bit. I figured that she finally realized what was going on, and that we had gone as far as she wanted. Then she lifted her eyes to meet mine and I saw a passion there that I hadn't seen in a long time.
Now, before we go any further, I should explain the sight before me. My wife isn't a model. In fact she is pretty much a typical middle-aged woman - somewhat short (5'3") and carrying a little extra weight in the middle - but to me she is still as gorgeous as the day we got married. Her most prominent assets are clearly her 38D breasts, which right now were topped with very hard nipples that were poking through her swimsuit. She is normally very reserved about showing me her body because she is ashamed of how she looks, and there is no changing her mind - regardless of how often I let her know that she looks beautiful to me. However, on this day, that shyness seemed to be far from her mind.
As she stood there staring into my eyes, she lifted both hands up and pulled her straps off her shoulders. As I watched, she then started to peel down the top of her bathing suit until the tops of her aureoles were visible and the material was just covering her nipples. That's when she stopped and I could see the usual hesitation returning to her eyes.
"Keep going. Take it off for me, I want to see you," I said softly.
My attempt to reassure her worked, as her confidence seemed to return and she peeled the suit down until it was bunched underneath her breasts. At that point I started to step forward to take her in my arms, but she stopped my by quietly saying "Not yet."
Once she was satisfied that I was holding back, she took both hands and started rubbing her own breasts. I watched as she started digging her fingers into the soft, pillow-like flesh and working all around both tits. Then she directed her attention to pinching her rock-hard nipples.
After a short time of this, she took both nipples between her fingers and pulled them away from her body. When she is really excited, Barb loves to have her nipples pulled. However, I have never pulled them so far or as roughly as she was doing to herself in front of me. She pulled them so far out that her tits were fully elongated away from her body. Once her tits were stretched as far as they would go, she held the pressure for a short time until she moaned loudly and let both nipples go, allowing her tits to bounce back into her body. This caused her entire body to shake and she let loose an even louder moan.
That was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. After the third time she pulled and released her nipples like this, I couldn't stand back any longer. I moved in and our lips met with the most passionate, deepest kiss we have ever shared. As we kissed, I let my hands move up to caress her bare breasts. I started out lightly touching her engorged nipples, but Barb would have nothing of that.
"Be rough with them, like I was," she moaned into my ear. "Make me feel it."
After she said this, I backed my body up a little bit so I could easily reach between us. When my hands covered her breasts, I took both nipples between my fingers and started to twist them somewhat roughly.
