The Full Package - Monday

"Tamaño?" He managed to get out, not knowing what size bust she had.

"No worry," came the reply. "Yo sé". The clerk appeared to be even younger than Cody, but about the same size, and she playfully held up a half-cupped bra to her breasts, smiling coyly at him.

Dave had never prided himself on his flirtation skills so he just smiled awkwardly and used his 'go-to' move of blushing deeply. The clerk laughed and added the bra to his pile, then grabbed his hand again and led him like a little boy back to the dressing room.

When Cody sifted through the small armful of underwear, she looked up at the clerk and raised one eyebrow. "Wow!" she said with a hint of a smile. "Pretty racy..." When she saw the bras, she winked at the clerk but turned to nod approvingly at Dave, "You did good." The clerk gave a slight nod of her head and left smiling.

Cody held up a mere slip of light blue material, maybe an inch wide where it would cover her genitals -- barely - and with only a thin string in the back. "This will do nicely." She went back into the inner dressing room where Dave again saw her skirt, then her panties, drop to the floor. His heart fluttered a little in anticipation. The whole situation was quite out of his experience and he felt more than a little off-balance.

The first one Cody tried on was, so she said, a 'full-coverage' Brazilian, which apparently meant that a full half of her ass cheeks were covered and that her front pubic area didn't show too much. Dave had only a quick glimpse of her from behind the day before when she jumped on the bed, so when she paraded in front of him, turning this way and that, he had ample time to discover how fit she really was. She seemed to have almost no fat on her, though her hips curved out and down from her tiny waist in a way he found very drawn to.

"I said, what do you think of the maillot style?" Cody repeated as she pulled the yellow band tighter around her breasts. She glanced over peremptorily when he didn't answer right away.

His eyes moved up quickly from where they had been glued to her tight little ass. "Um, I guess I like the string-type better." He tried to sound as objective as possible, imagining what a fashion consultant might say. "This doesn't seem to provide enough support," he continued confidently.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," she agreed, biting her lip as she surveyed the way the bra's band pressed into the flesh of her breasts. "Can you help me?" she asked, pointing towards the back bra clasp.

"Sure." Dave tried to keep his tone neutral and his breath even as he stood up and unhooked the top.

Cody gathered the material in front to cover her breasts then stepped briefly back into the inner room to grab the next one. Sitting down again, Dave could see the bottoms slide down her legs to her feet, trying not to think about her body being almost completely naked a few feet away from him.

The next few pairs were not that great for one reason or another, and Dave felt he was starting to get the hang of giving a 'professional' opinion of color, fit, and style, when Cody stepped out in the original pink g-string she had first tried on. The bottoms dipped dangerously low in a 'v' shape that looked just like an arrow directing the eye. Dave's curiosity about Cody's shaving habits was at least partially satisfied as a full half-inch of pubic hair was left exposed in a thin strip pointing towards her belly button - or alternately, leading down...

The top was hardly better and seemed to emphasize more than it covered -- the bra lifted Cody's breasts up and together and showed just a hint of areola at the top, with the material being so thin that Dave was sure he could see the darker pink of her nipples where they jutted out noticeably. There was a ringing in Dave's ears as Cody twisted this way and that to try to see the back, the difficulty of which was not surprising since the string seemed to be buried in her crack.

Dave tried to maintain his cool as he made a show of objectively assessing the fashion value of the bikini. Covering a slight squeak in his voice by loudly clearing his throat, he remarked, "I like the color of that one..."

She looked at him with raised eyebrows. "Oh, really?" Turning again in the mirror, she sighed. "I don't know if I could wear this one on the beach. What do you think?" She walked closer to where he sat and he noticed that the thin pink strip between her legs hugged the lips of her labia -- but just barely.

Looking again at the tuft of pubic hair just level with his face and only a couple feet away, he suddenly realized something. "Hey, where's the um, the..."

"Oh, the panties?" She looked embarrassed -- for the first time that Dave could remember. "They wouldn't work with the suit and I wanted to see what it really looked like." She turned away from him, displaying herself once more in near full nudity. Again, he caught his breath at the perfect symmetry of her small but rounded ass, and he suddenly wished with all his heart that he could follow the path of that tiny pink string.

"Don't worry, big brother, I'll wash thoroughly," she went on in a slightly defensive tone, before closing the door once again.

The rest of the sets were not quite as exciting - though they definitely looked sexy on Cody's taught body - but Dave knew that he would never forget the experience for as long as he lived. He was very glad that he was not trying on any suits himself, as his boner was about to rip through both his underwear and his shorts as it was.

Finally, Cody announced that she was ready and came out dressed in her skirt again holding a handful of panties and several suits. "Two for me and two for Lisa."

Dave blinked at that. "You think Lisa will wear one of those?" His wife was by no means overweight, but she hadn't worn anything remotely risqué in several years, and some of those bikinis displayed quite a bit of skin. The thought of her exposing so much of herself, in public no less, sent a strange jolt of excitement and jealousy through parts of his body.

As they left the dressing room, he surprised himself by asking, "What about those panties? I never got to see any of those!" He grinned at her, thinking she would say something cutting or simply slap him.

"Oh, you know. We've got four more days, all of us in that one room," she said matter-of-factly. "I'm sure you'll see them one way or another." She added dryly, "Not a lot of privacy, so I've heard..."

He stopped and looked towards her questioningly, but she had already walked off to meet the clerk at the cash register, her hips swaying with no little effect on the painful bulge in his shorts.

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On the ride back to the resort, Dave couldn't help but wonder again whether he would survive this vacation. With Cody's teasing, unknowing as it may be, and Lisa leaving him hanging, so to speak, he was feeling a bit over-stimulated -- literally. His nerves were frayed as if he had drunk several cups of coffee all at once and now felt jittery and couldn't seem to think straight.

Cody suddenly put her hand on his arm and asked him if he was feeling ok. He started, then mumbled something about not eating much for breakfast. Maybe that's really it, he hoped to himself.

When they got back to the room, Lisa was waiting for them and ready to go to lunch. Cody delayed them for a few minutes by pulling out the new suits to show Lisa. As Dave had anticipated, Lisa was appalled that her sister expected her to wear anything so "naughty" as she called it, and wondered why they had wasted time and money buying them.

"Maybe that's just what you need, sis!" Cody shot back at her, glancing meaningfully towards Dave. "And maybe you should be more appreciative of all the hard work we did to find these for you!" Lisa's eyes went wide and she stood mute in the face of her sister's sudden intensity. Cody grinned evilly and added, "Of course, from what I've seen of you lately in the shower, you might do well to schedule a wax at that salon before you go to any public beach."

Lisa turned red and glared at her sister, but failed to formulate a reply before Cody strode out the door, her head held high. Dave kept his eyes down and quietly followed, hoping that he wouldn't have to pay later for that little exchange.

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They decided to eat out on the hotel's veranda overlooking the beach, a wide palapa umbrella shading them from the warm Caribbean sun. After getting some drinks and ordering lunch, Cody excused herself to go the restroom.

Lisa waited until after she'd had a few sips before she said anything, and Dave was surprised that it had nothing to do with Cody or bikinis.

"I got word from the partners that I've got to be back in the office by Thursday morning," she said, looking out at the ocean.

Dave's eyes narrowed and he shook his head. "I can't say that I'm surprised. Why should this vacation be any different from the rest of our lives?"

Her head snapped around and her eyes met his. "Look, Dave, I can't help it!" she started yelling, and then dropped her voice to a fierce whisper. "This is our biggest client. And even if it wasn't, I've gotta do what the partners tell me to. Don't be a jerk about it!" Her voice had risen again and another couple sitting nearby glanced over at them then quickly looked away.

She took a deep breath and, with what seemed like an effort of will, she took his hand. "I'm sorry. You're not a jerk." Dave looked up at her suspiciously. "I'm just a little tense. It's been a rough morning." She attempted a smile. "I'm sorry about the... the shower thing." Her face clouded again. "In fact, I want to apologize for a lot of things." She squeezed his hand. "I think I know what you were expecting, or hoping for, with this trip."

Dave pulled his hand back and looked at her pointedly. "What were you hoping for, Lisa?"

"I... I don't know." She looked confused. "I think I was just doing it because you wanted to. I wasn't sure where we were going lately..." her voiced dropped and she looked away.

Lisa glanced over at where Cody had appeared at the doorway from the restrooms. "Don't tell her about having to leave yet. I don't want to ruin the next couple days," she whispered to him before Cody flopped down in the chair.

"What's up?" she asked, noticing Dave's tense look and her sister's forced smile.

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After lunch, Dave checked in at the concierge desk to see what all he had bought with the "romance package." If he only had a day and a half left, he was damn sure going to try and enjoy them, and Lisa could join him or not - he really didn't care at this point.

According to their itinerary, the afternoon was set aside for a snorkeling trip, as well as one spa treatment of their choice. When Dave informed the girls and gave them the brochure, Cody of course was all for it. "And maybe Lisa can use that spa treatment for a little trim later on," she laughed.

Lisa looked over at Dave and cocked her head, "I might just do that." She gave the hint of a smile. "If there are no objections?"

Before Dave could say anything, Cody interjected, "Of course not! Now let's hurry -- this thing says that the boat's supposed to leave in 15 minutes!"

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The snorkeling guide was a local man, muscular and handsome in a rough sort of way, but with a quick and ingratiating smile. As they boarded the motor boat that would take them to a nearby reef, Lisa gave Cody a meaningful look and nodded at the guide. "Whatever..." Cody said in an exasperated tone, but her eyes followed his every move as he clambered confidently around the boat preparing to shove off.

Pablo explained to them in broken English that they were going to the 'best reef' where the 'best fishes' swam and that they would have the 'best time' and they would be 'the best friends' when they got back. Pablo seemed very eager to please and smiled often at the girls, which they seemed to be eating up. Dave felt that he was constantly posing his trim and muscular body in just the right way - though that could have been his envious imagination; there was just something too slick about Pablo that bothered Dave from the beginning.

Probably because of the convention, no one else had booked the 'romance snorkeling tour', so it looked like the three of them had Pablo and the boat to themselves. Dave tried to set aside his misgivings and just enjoy the trip.

When they arrived at the 'best place to swim', Pablo anchored the boat a ways away from the reef itself and began handing out the snorkeling equipment. He explained, more or less, the basics about not touching the reef, staying together, how to use the equipment, and warned them about sunburn. Pablo said that he didn't need the sunscreen, but that 'people of the north', apparently referring to the three pale gringos in front of him, might need a lot of protection. After taking off her cover-up, Lisa handed Dave the 40 and asked him to help put it on her back.

"Pablo, why don't you help Cody, or we'll be here all afternoon," she grinned. Cody shot her a glare and looked like she was about to protest, but she didn't move when Pablo began spreading the sunscreen over her back. Dave felt a twinge of jealousy watching them, but quickly shook it off and continued rubbing the lotion on his wife.

She wore one of the suits she had brought from the states and, while it was pretty conservative compared to Cody's skimpy yellow bikini that Dave was trying hard not to stare at, it definitely showed off her still-sexy curves. He found himself remembering their aborted tryst in the shower that morning and he began to re-appreciate her beautifully feminine body. She had slightly wider hips, a fuller rear, and her breasts were not quite as perky as Cody's, but in some ways, her maturity gave her an aura of ripe sexuality that her more athletic but innocent younger sister lacked.

Dave was still working in the lotion on her thighs and on up to the edge of her suit when he heard Cody gasp and blurt out "That's fine! I think you got it..." He looked up to see her removing Pablo's hand from between her legs near the bikini. He realized with some embarrassment that Pablo had been following his lead on rubbing the sunscreen on Cody, including his thoroughness on his wife's inner thighs.

"You ready then?" Pablo smiled, seemingly oblivious to his faux pas and began helping a slightly hesitant Cody with her mask and flippers. Within seconds, he had leaned back over the side and flipped smoothly into the water. "Now you go," he smiled up from the water.

Both Lisa and Dave had snorkeled before so they were in the water in a moment. Cody couldn't seem to get the nerve up to flip backwards, so the two men held on to her from each side to guide her into the water.

What later seemed kind of funny was at the time both painful and embarrassing: Cody finally swung her feet up and back as hard as she could, flipping over in almost a complete mid-air circle and with her legs splayed to her right. Dave could later only remember a shiny swath of yellow lycra-spandex bordered by two rounded ass cheeks descending upon his face. Neither he nor Cody ever mentioned it again, and certainly never told Lisa that for just a moment, Dave's nose had been forcefully thrust into the suit material, deep between Cody's lips and even a little up inside her.

Cody struggled to pull off of Dave's face, which had been pushed into the water, and he finally came up spluttering and holding his nose gingerly. After a moment of alarm, both Pablo and Lisa began laughing hard and, aside from an exchange of embarrassed looks between Dave and Cody while she covertly reached down to pull her suit out from where it had wedged, the incident was set aside and the swim began.

Pablo led them for awhile up current, kicking strongly until he reached the center of the reef. Cody followed, with Lisa and Dave behind her in a line. While she had never snorkeled before, Cody was a good swimmer and the two behind her had to concentrate on keeping up. Dave couldn't help but notice the twin globes of Lisa's ass pumping away in front of him as he tried to keep in line of sight with the swimmers in front. Her light blue bikini had ridden up between her cheeks, displaying quite a bit of skin, and when she occasionally paused to pull her head out of the water and look for Pablo far ahead, her legs would spread, frog-like, and Dave could see her suit pulled tight over her mound. Despite or maybe because of the full bush of dark pubic hair that escaped from either side of her bikini whenever her legs spread, Dave began to get very turned on, and by the time they caught up with Pablo, he could have steered himself by the long rudder stretching his shorts down into the water.

They swam for a good twenty minutes, lagging farther behind Pablo and Cody, but Dave could care less as he was thoroughly enjoying the unintentional teasing from his wife and the heady desire it was building in him. It had been so long since he had seen her in a sexual light that today's events were an exciting and welcome change for him.

"You like?" Pablo asked when they finally caught up to him.

"It's fabulous!" Cody blurted breathlessly. Dave had to agree, and was looking forward to the slower swim back.

"The current will take us back, now. Swim slow and watch all the best fishes!" Pablo pointed towards the boat in the distance and waited until the three others started out before dipping his head under the water again. The reef was gorgeous, and what seemed like thousands of different-colored and shaped fish seemed to take little notice of the swimmers as they slowly drifted over and among them. Occasionally Pablo would swim down to point out certain not-so-common animals like a sea horse, a blow-fish, and even once an octopus.

Dave had been excited about the prospect of slowly following his wife's bikini-covered ass back to the boat, and was content to miss a lot of the coral reef in exchange. Unfortunately, for some reason Pablo seemed to keep popping up between him and Lisa. If he hadn't been sure that Pablo would be more interested in Cody, he might have thought that he was purposefully placing himself in the 'best positions' at the 'best moments' to get the 'best views' of his wife's spread thighs.

When Dave did get a clear shot, he could see that Lisa's blue bikini had gathered into her cheeks again and a dark shadowed furrow revealed that the suit had wedged slightly into her mound. At certain times when she would kick, the material would be pulled so tight that the only thing keeping her pussy lips from being completely exposed was the luxuriant growth of her brunette pubic hair. Dave wasn't sure whether to be more frustrated with his lack of view or more angry with Pablo for so obviously ogling his wife's most intimate area.

Finally giving up, he turned to see Cody diving to get a close up look at some brain coral. She had obviously gotten the hang of snorkeling very quickly and when she popped up to the surface she expertly flipped her head forward to clear her snorkel. Dave was reminded how athletic she was and also of how small her new g-string was. The tiny yellow top seemed on the verge of slipping down over her breasts as she shot to the surface. When he drifted nearer, he noticed that Cody was obviously getting a little chilled from being in the water so long, as the nearly transparent material was poking out at least an inch where her long nipples had hardened beneath the suit.

Lisa and Pablo had drifted quite a bit towards the boat by then and Cody gave a thumbs-up signal under the water and kicked off towards them, Dave following closely. If he had thought Lisa's suit was sexy from behind, Cody's yellow 'feathered' g-string was almost obscene. There was only about a two inch wide strip in front and back, gathered down the middle and narrowing to about an inch where the two sides met between her legs -- a fact that Dave could now see clearly from his position behind her.