By the Hotel Pool: MFM Hotwife Erotica

My husband made sure I had everything a wife could want for a birthday treat: a weekend away in a nice hotel among a group of handsome strangers, a new bikini, and the best facial. This is an MFM erotica short of roughly 3,500 words.
Extract:
You will be so jealous when I tell you what my husband did for my birthday. He booked a hotel away as a surprise, which was a lovely treat. An intimate boutique hotel with a pool beside a private beach. What more could a wife want?
A lot more, as I found out.
"No one knows us around here," he said. "We can do anything we like, be who we want to be, without fear of people gossiping about us."
"Gossiping! What do you have in mind that might set people gossiping?"
He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me closer. "Just your loving husband and greatest admirer."
I gave him a friendly slap on the arm. "Charmer!" I meant it. He was charming, and I felt lucky to have him.
"I've arranged a little party by the pool to celebrate your birthday."
"A party by the pool, I'll look forward to it. Um, what do you suggest I wear? Is it a posh frock or dress-down affair?"
Of course, I thought it would be only the two of us, and he used the word party loosely. After all, we'd gone away and didn't know any local people.
How wrong was I? Very wrong.
He'd made connections in the area and found the perfect companions to join us in our celebrations.
"A bikini will be perfect for this daytime pool party. Nothing at all would be even better." He chuckled with a glint of mischief in his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. As if I'd walk around wearing nothing. In your dreams."
"In my dreams, you do." The sweet, charming talker wasn't naked himself; he wore shorts, a skinny vest top, and flip-flops. He had such a perfect gym-toned body that he looked great in anything. "I thought you'd say that, so I have a present for you."
"Is it something to wear?" The package was so tiny; it certainly wasn't big enough to be a dress.
"Open it and see."
Inside I found the loveliest and skimpiest sexy white bikini, which would leave little to the imagination. Mere strings held it together, the sort that may so easily be untied. I immediately changed into it and wrapped myself in my sarong as it felt too revealing on its own.
"Right, I'm ready to go."

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