The wife who was running naked became the main topic of discussion at the next table.

My wife and I slept until almost lunchtime before getting up. Even then, I still felt a bit weak all over, and my wife also seemed exhausted. Thinking back to the events of last night, from leaving the room in the middle of the night until our frantic escape from the beach this morning, my heart was still racing. I asked my wife, and she seemed a little better than me. Thinking about it, aside from the sprint we did on the way back this morning, and the intense lovemaking we had with my wife back in the room, we hadn't done much exercise. My wife said she was mainly too nervous this morning, and she even told me, seemingly with experience, that you have to control your nervousness when doing exhibitionism, otherwise your stamina will be quickly depleted. She added that it would be too dangerous if you ran out of energy while still naked. I remember my PE teacher mentioning that when people are under extreme stress and fear, their bodies release a hormone that temporarily masks muscle fatigue and allows them to unleash greater strength than usual, enabling them to escape danger quickly. However, this actually depletes muscle energy. My wife and I probably didn't rest from the beach to our room, and then we had a vigorous sexual encounter back in the room, clearly a result of overexertion. But the reason isn't important. The only conclusion I gleaned from my wife's words was that she must have done a lot of exhibitionism and even nudity! Bai really has been playing with my wife's dignity quite a bit.
Fortunately, it's a vacation, so we can rest when we're tired. My wife and I decided to eat first, and then relax on the beach or take a walk and take some photos in the afternoon—basically, do nothing. Before leaving, I made sure to change into my swim trunks and had my wife put away the scarf she wore last night. The thought of those guys seeing my wife's naked body this morning was thrilling; I wondered if they would tell others.
I asked my wife, "Has word gotten out that you were running around naked this morning? Aren't you scared?"
My wife laughed and said, "Nobody's that idle." After thinking for a moment, she added, "It should be fine. The people who saw it this morning had kids with them; they wouldn't be discussing this kind of thing. The people who came out later seemed to be a group of students or colleagues out for fun. Luckily, they didn't see us." I couldn't help but admire how calmly my wife could discern the types of people around her in that situation. You know, I was so embarrassed that I practically ran with my head down. If I wasn't afraid of not being able to see where I was going, I think I would have covered my face and run.
I said okay, and finally, my wife and I went out together. Back then, my mental fortitude wasn't very good; I always felt that my wife's exposure was a huge deal. After we went outside, I felt like people were constantly looking at my wife and me, and I even felt like they were whispering and talking about us. Of course, I knew it was just because they felt guilty. When we arrived at the restaurant, my wife and I found a table by the window and ordered. We then realized it faced the beach we'd hastily fled back to that morning. We exchanged a smile, and my wife's face flushed. Listening to the restaurant's soothing music, it took me a while to gradually relax. The atmosphere was quite cozy, though a bit crowded, especially with children running around in the garden.
Soon, our food arrived. My wife and I ate and chatted, planning our trip for the next few days. Suddenly, I thought I heard the word "naked running" coming from the next table. I looked up and saw my wife fall silent as well. I knew I hadn't misheard. It seemed my wife, like me, was a little nervous and sensitive to such words. After all, someone must have seen her running back naked that morning, so when we heard that word, we both instinctively pricked up our ears.
The group at the next table seemed to be a group of students, three boys and three girls. One of the boys was rambling on and on, and he was the one who uttered the word "naked run," though I hadn't paid attention to the earlier parts so I don't know where he started.
Then we heard him say to one of the girls, "Seriously, you'll regret not getting up. A boy and a girl, the girl was completely naked! Some guys from the hotel next door even came over to ask about it, and they took pictures with telephoto lenses, they got a really clear picture of her big butt."
The girl excitedly said, "Really?" and then turned to look at another short-haired boy, as if asking for confirmation; he was probably someone who had gone to the beach that morning.
The short-haired guy said, "It's definitely true. Someone confirmed it. They said she's a pretty young woman, looks like a student, and the photo definitely shows she's not wearing clothes, but it's not that clear, it's not broad daylight, and she doesn't seem to be very close."
Another guy quickly said, "You didn't look carefully. That's a professional camera used to take sunrise photos; you can see it very clearly when you zoom in."
The girl patted the third guy, "Oh dear, what a pity, my little X didn't even see it!" She then asked the first guy, "Did you see her in person?"
The guy said, "We just brushed past each other. When we got to the beach, they were running back, but they were both wearing towels, so I only saw half her butt. I thought she was just wearing a sexy swimsuit. Damn, if I had been ten seconds earlier, I would have seen she wasn't wearing anything. I really regret brushing my teeth before coming out."
The group laughed so hard they were doubled over. My wife and I were very embarrassed, quietly listening from the side, my wife's face almost buried in the table. I felt sweat beading on my forehead; sure enough, they'd taken pictures. I remembered someone shouting "Take pictures!" from the distant beach that morning. I desperately wanted to know if they'd captured my or my wife's faces, but I figured they probably hadn't. But the thought of my wife's bare buttocks being photographed still gave me a thrill. The
rest of their conversation was mostly joking. I clearly heard one man suggest taking a sexy photoshoot for a woman. From their later discussion, my wife and I deduced that a few lecherous men from the neighboring hotel had indeed followed us that morning. Luckily, we'd escaped. However, they did come back with the photos and asked questions. We figured there weren't many people who saw them up close; it was probably just the group with the child. They probably didn't witness the whole thing. And because we had a child with us, we didn't elaborate, maybe just saying my wife looked pretty and like a student. Later, it seemed those men showed the photos to some on the beach who liked to join in the fun, and then they sheepishly left. So basically, my wife and I should be safe. I couldn't help but feel so glad that I made the decisive and wise decision to drag my naked wife away this morning. If those people from a distance had come over, who knows what might have happened? Would my wife have been surrounded or forcibly dragged away?
Later, when the waiter came to serve them, the guy who had started the incident asked the waiter slyly, "Hey guys, did you know someone was running naked on our hotel beach this morning?"
The waiter politely replied, "No, I haven't heard anything about it."
He pressed further, "Didn't you give any notice or anything? Does this happen often, and you're used to it?"
The waiter laughed and told them, "A long time ago, it happened occasionally, like someone taking nude photos or something. Now there are too many tourists, so it's rare. Besides, haven't you noticed the hotel is full of security cameras? Who would be that stupid? And the security room will intervene if they see something like that."
My wife and I were both stunned. It seemed we had completely forgotten about the security cameras. I guessed there probably weren't any on the beach, since it was so open, there was nowhere to set up cameras. I wondered if there were any cameras on the lounge chairs, since my wife and I had been lying naked all night and even made love twice, though both times were very short. But then I thought about how my almost premature ejaculation would be filmed and then made public. I'd be so embarrassed! I doubt anyone would understand why I ejaculated so quickly.
After they finished eating, they left, and my wife and I quickly finished our meal as well. On the way to the beach, I noticed that there were indeed security cameras in the yard from every angle. Thinking about how my wife had run out disheveled, her clothes blowing in the wind at the doorway, then running towards the beach without a care for her flowing skirt, and then running back from the yard without even having time to tidy herself up... I clearly remember that both times when my wife ran, her buttocks were partially exposed.
As I walked, I looked around, a chill running down my spine. Everything was under surveillance, and I suspect there was even video recording. Near the beach, I noticed four or five tall pillars along the shoreline, each with several cameras mounted on them, pointing directly at the shore. That's when I realized the hotel was indeed monitoring the beach.
The thought of my wife running naked on the sand made our faces burn with embarrassment. And unsurprisingly, there were lounge chairs, though not many. Later, I noticed the cameras emitted a faint red glow at night, suggesting they were night-vision cameras.
My wife and I seemed quite shy, so we found a corner lounge chair and lay down. We hugged each other, thinking about how our actions the previous night had been recorded, and how a photo of our exposed buttocks had been taken from afar this morning. It felt incredibly arousing. I realized I actually enjoyed seeing my wife's body exposed to others; I felt incredibly perverted. I told my wife about this discovery. Since she already knew about my perverted tendencies, honesty was probably better, at least it made me feel more relaxed.
My wife buried her face in my chest and teased me, "You're such a pervert! Your territory has been invaded, and you're still so excited. Look how hard you are!" I then realized my little tent was erect again. My
wife continued, "If the guy in the security room sees us, he'll probably recognize us. We should really cover our faces."
I said to my wife, "What are you afraid of? Nobody's even watching. And if they come looking for us, we can just let them enjoy the real thing, hahaha."
My wife shouted, "You're so perverted!" and lightly punched and kicked me.
So I asked my wife, "Isn't Bai a pervert too? Doesn't he also like to expose you? You seem pretty daring; you must have been exposed to others by Bai quite a few times before."
When I mentioned Bai, my wife seemed a little dazed again and said, "Bai seems really different from you, that pervert. It seems like only that one time he deliberately made me face the danger of being discovered naked. Even when we had sex in the wild, it was always in relatively safe places, and he was quite careful not to take off my clothes in dangerous areas. He basically just lifted my skirt, and my pants were only pulled down to my thighs at most. He himself always only came out from the front of his pants, and he rarely even unbuckled his belt."
I felt really strange after hearing this. From my wife's behavior yesterday, she calmly strolled on the beach, and as long as no one noticed, she seemed so relaxed. And running around naked in front of people isn't something just any woman can do. I always thought my wife had become a seasoned exhibitionist under Bai's training, but she actually said that Bai didn't have an exhibitionist fetish? To be honest, I'm a little skeptical, but then again, I haven't shown any sign of mind, so my wife really has no reason to lie to me about this. I have a feeling that my wife must have something more exciting to hide from me.

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