"I liked it"

You decide to trust that your new wife is being sincere as she always is, regardless of how strange and leading the question is. So you answer. "I thought it looked good on her."

"I noticed you did." Georgina smirks at you. "You know she wanted to get one a little less revealing, but I said 'if you want to get the boys to notice you, that's the one you should get.' And, well, you definitely noticed her."

You feel a little embarrassed, and more than a little confused. Georgina doesn't seem to have a problem with you oggling her daughter, even if it was you giving into some animal instinct.

"In fact, lots of the boys at the beach were noticing her. She was making friends left and right." Georgina crawls up next to you placing her calming hand on your chest. It's true, now that you think about it, Chrissy was barely swimming today. She was talking to the lifeguards and to the guys at the cantina, and to the guys who ran the parasailing. "I think that's why Chrissy likes vacation so much," Georgie explains. "At home she's kind of a shy girl but on vacation... you know... you go places you'd never otherwise go, you eat things you'd usually avoid, you made decisions that you might otherwise be too shy to make." Georgie places her hand softly on your crotch.

This is strange. This is awkward. You've known George long enough, and been intimate with her enough times to know when and how she's feeling frisky. But conversations about Chrissy aren't usually the way to get there.

"For example. Normally if I asked you if you had inappropriate thoughts about my daughter you'd probably be wise not to answer honestly. But we're on vacation... so you can answer honestly." She looks up at you with an amorous smile. Absolutely no experience you've ever had with your wife has prepared you for this.

"Um... where is Chrissy?" You ask, sorta kinda trying to change the subject, but very poorly. You can feel your cock begin to stiffen under your wife's hand, against your better judgment.

"I think she's off meeting with some of the boys she met today." Georgina says. "Maybe lots of the boys she met today."

"And you're okay with that?" You ask, uncertainty in her voice.

Your wife smiles. "Let me tell you a story." She reaches around the back of her neck and pulls off her shirt. Your cock grows even stiffer. Forget experiences you've had with her, no experiences you've ever had in life have prepared you for this. "A few years ago we were vacationing in St. John, Chrissy was flirting with the boys as she usually does. And they invited her to a party. Then one of them asked who I was. She answered honestly that I was her mom and they said they thought I was pretty and I should come to the party as well. Turns out boys in St. John are pretty rambunctious. Well, Chrissy agreed because she didn't want to upset them and I agree because... well why not. So we went and... it wasn't exactly an innocent little party." Georgina reaches her hand down into your boxers and takes a hold of your cock. You have no idea how to respond to this. You decide to just stay quiet and let it happen, let the story continue. Which it does. "There were three other pretty American girls there and about nine or ten boys. In a way, I'm glad I was there so I could keep an eye on things and make sure no one did anything they weren't eager to. Though there wasn't much chance of that happening. Everyone there was pretty eager. So it didn't take long for it to happen."

"For what to happen?" You whisper, foolishly.

Your wife starts to jerk your hard member. "The fucking, of course. About fifteen minutes in one of the girls dared her friend to make out with two guys at once and that was all it took. It was like a starting pistol. Five minutes after that everyone was naked and going at it. That girl went from making out with two guys at once to sucking off three guys at once. Although her friend didn't notice. She was too busy..."

"Chrissy." you interrupt, not making any attempt to show what you're really eager to know. "What about Chrissy?"

"Well, Chrissy went right up to the guy with the biggest dick and just stuck with him. She blew him, fucked him, took him in her ass. She shared him with some other girls. He shared her with some other boys. The usual orgy stuff." She acts like it's no big deal.

"You saw this?" you ask, needing as much confirmation as possible. Your wife nods. "You watched this?" You ask again. She smiles. "How... why?"

"That's vacation." Georgie shrugs.

"Did you... do anything?" Your cock is starting to feel ready to explode.

"I mostly watched and rubbed myself. Although..." Georgina trails off, hesitant perhaps, though at this point what difference does it make, you wonder. She sees your eager expression. She knows she has to tell. "Well at the end the boy who Chrissy was with asked me to jerk him off onto her chest."

"Jesus." you whisper to yourself.

"And then.... well... lick it off." Georgina concludes.

And you feel like you're at a breaking point. You've now heard this story. Your wife has been eager to tell you. Your cock throbs. You have to do something.