A new swimsuit

Mike had not been able to get Maisy’s story out of his head. He had not stopped masturbating to it. He had gone over old footage. Blurry pictures of his wife in the shower playing with herself. Subtle footage of her under the bedsheets mere moments after they had finished making love. Helen was insatiable, he wasn’t equipped to help her and that drove him wild. There was also the problem that he hadn’t got it up recently when they had tried to make love because he had already cum too much. He had tried to make it up with his mouth but he could sense that she was a little put out by the situation.

Helen was busy in the kitchen. She was worried about Mike. He had rarely failed to get an erection before except in times of stress or illness. She hoped he was okay. She missed the connection. The oral sex was nice but it didn’t match the feeling of connectedness she got from intercourse. She missed feeling him inside her even if he didn’t usually last long these days. She actually quite liked that she was having that effect on him but this was the opposite and it worried her.

She was busy preparing a large late lunch for Joey and Sue. It was a beautiful and hot day so they were going to eat outside and use the pool to cool off. She was also preparing some nibbles for later instead of another meal. Mike was also helping out under very close supervision so he didn’t mess anything up.

“Have you thought about what you are wearing today?” Mike asked.

“I was going to wear a light dress over my swimsuit.”

“I thought you’d say that so I threw it out.”

Helen stared at Mike incredulously. “You did what? Why did you do that?”

“It was the one thing you’d kept back from that shopping trip with Sofia. It was practical and good for doing lengths but I know she got you better ones. We have guests, you should look your best.”

“I can’t believe you did that. I’m so cross with you right now.” That was about as cross as Helen ever got with him. Mike got on with his jobs and let her seethe.

As the time got closer to their guests arriving Mike said “Come on, let’s go and pick out your outfit. You will look even more beautiful without that plain swimsuit.”

Helen was still pouting. Mike held her and said “Are you mad because I threw it out and you liked it or because I did it without asking?”

“The second one.”

“I’m sorry, I won’t do it again. I just got frustrated seeing the one I’d bought to be safe when I knew you had much cuter alternatives. It was old you.”

Helen sighed and hugged him back. “You’re right, I’m not happy you’re right but you are. Just ask me in future. I’d have probably agreed with you when you put it like that.”

“I swear,” said Mike and he kissed Helen. “Come on. I can’t wait to see you in your outfit.”

They dashed upstairs. There were three options. The first was a one-piece, bright pink but the hips were much higher and there was less material around the side. The back was also more intricately strapped. “You will look great in this but I think you should use this as your exercising one. I want to see you in a bikini. Let’s be daring,” said Mike. The call to being daring worked and Helen agreed.

The second had no straps on the top and the bottoms were fairly substantial with a high waist. They were nice and actually pretty classy but Mike wanted to see her in something more revealing. “Hmm, these are okay. I think the top might slip off your chest though.”

“Maybe but the other one is a bit… There’s not much to it,” said Helen.

She was being a little unfair. It was a two-piece with a bright floral pattern. The top was a halterneck with strings tied at the back and behind the neck. The bottoms were smallish and tied at the sides. Mike really wanted Helen to wear it. Maisy had given him a hint that she was determined to progress so if he wanted her to try something then he should tell her that it would be good for her. “I know it’s a bit skimpier than what you are used to but I have seen this style of bikini around a lot. I think it would be really good for you to push your boundaries and wear something the old you would never have considered.”

Helen bit her lip. It was a lot smaller than her old one. It was positively naughty. “Okay, I’ll wear this one.” She grabbed it and headed into the bathroom to change.

“Why don’t you change here?” asked Mike.

“You just want to see me naked.”

“Yes, and?”

“You get that later, this way the reveal is better.”

Mike threw his hands up, “You win, see you in a moment.”

The real reason she had not wanted to change in front of Mike was that she still had the buttplug in. It had taken a few days but she was used to this one now. She knew she would have to move up a size soon but not on a day they were seeing people. She probably shouldn’t have it in at all but she loved the constant reminder of being naughty it gave her and the idea of wearing it with this small bikini was making her tingle.

She stepped out of the bathroom and Mike just stared at her with his mouth open. “Wow, you look stunning.”

She admired herself in the full-length mirror. “It does look good, doesn’t it. Are you sure it’s not too much?”

“You can get far smaller ones if you prefer.”

“Goodness no. Seriously, is it okay?”

“You look fine. You could wear that to any beach and you wouldn’t be the only person wearing one like it. Here.” He handed her a colourful crochet cover-up.

Helen looked at it, it was blight and very pretty so she tried it on. “I can’t wear this, it’s seethrough and very short.”

“They’ll be seeing you in your bikini anyway.”

“I know but…” The doorbell rang.

“They’re here. Can you get it I’m not changed?” asked Mike

Helen looked like a deer in headlights as she was caught in indecision. Then the doorbell rang again. “Fine, but hurry up,” she said and dashed to get the door.