As Billy watched Ally's ass as she headed for the bathroom, he felt really lucky at that moment to have a wife as hot and sexy as her who was so full of surprises. He was also a bit surprised at himself as he lay there, shaved bare, with his ass well-fucked by a dildo and the taste of his own cum on his lips.
Then the reality of what Ally had said about the nude beach started to sink in on him. Billy had noticed information about it in the hotel's home page on line and jokingly told Ally they should go. ("She has the body for it," he thought to himself) Now, however, he was a little concerned. How strange would a totally hairless male body be on a nude beach? He figured it wouldn't a problem since he thought Ally would probably chicken out about the nude beach once they got close to going, anyway. He rolled out of bed and joined her in the shower.
Ally and Billy gently soaped each other in the shower, and Billy really liked the feeling of her slick sudsy hands running over his now-smooth skin. It seemed Ally did too. She kept washing him over and over again.
When they finally rinsed and stepped out of the shower to dry off, Billy was a little slower than Ally at getting out of the bathroom and found she'd already laid out clothes for them to wear to the restaurant. She'd chosen a sundress for herself – one of Billy's favorites – silk, with a halter-style top that enhanced the way her pointy tits jiggled and a wrap-around skirt that tended to let a lot of leg show. What she'd chosen for him had Billy a bit nervous, though. "I thought you should wear these shorts, Billy. I want everyone to see your sexy legs. ... and this tank top will let everyone see how smooth the rest of you is..."
He wasn't sure, but could see by her hard nipples that Ally was excited by the thought of showing off her husband downstairs. "Besides," he rationalized. "we're on vacation and nobody knows us here."
After they had dressed, they went downstairs. The restaurant was dark and cool, and Billy was so busy paying attention to Ally (and her erect nipples, which were obvious beneath her sundress) that he soon got over being self-conscious about his hairlessness. Ally playfully ran a bare foot up and down his leg under the table as they talked. "I like it," Billy whispered. "Smooth against smooth."
"So, about this nude beach. Is it close?"
He told her what he knew. "It's supposedly pretty close to the hotel but I can't really tell from the map. The blurb I saw about it said it was secluded, backed up against the cliffs on the southwestern side of the island, and open year-round." Then he hesitated. "Are you sure about wanting to go?" he asked.
"It's our vacation, Billy," she said with a surprisingly determined tone to her voice. "Let's live a little."
"I'm game if you are," he shrugged, secretly still hoping that she'd get nervous about appearing nude in public and he'd be off the hook.
"Good. Because I feel like breaking loose, and I want you to break loose too."
Their dinners came about then and, after the waiter left hearing range, Billy said to Ally, "I think we already broke loose, didn't we?"
She shook her head. "We've barely started, baby. I have big plans for this vacation."
Nothing more was said during dinner. Part of Billy was afraid to ask what plans Ally had, and she wasn't volunteering any information yet, so they ate mostly in silence. After dessert and a little coffee they strolled along the beach for a while before heading back to their room. As they strolled along, hand in hand, Ally spoke up. "That was really hot earlier, Billy," she said softly.
"Yeah," he said. "Hot and totally unexpected."
"I'm glad we can play out our fantasies, though. Shaving you was so sexy," she sighed. "And then after... wow"
"Yeah, wow," was all he could add. He was surprised, even a little ashamed of himself for how out of control he had been when Ally was working his ass over with the vibrator and talking about the real thing. He was also a bit confused because he found himself actually pondering what it would be like to let a man put his dick in him. Then, when she had him lick up the cum he'd sprayed on her chest, he had wished, deep in the back of his mind, that he could feel a real dick spurting this kind of tasty cream into his mouth directly.
Ally sensed his tension. "Are you OK, Billy?" she asked. "You're not weirded out by all this are you?"
"Well, maybe a little," he said truthfully. "I've never thought about doing anything with another man, but hearing you talk and feeling that vibe in my ass... well... Were you serious?"
"Totally, baby," Ally said, stopping and turning toward him. "I want to see you with another man, Billy. I want you to feel how wonderful it is to have a real cock inside you, how it tastes to suck on one, how it feels to have him shoot his cum in your mouth or deep inside your body." She reached down and grasped his surprisingly hard cock. "Something tells me you like the idea, yourself."
"It's a great fantasy, baby," he murmured. "But reality can be different."