Day 3: today was CocoCay day. Naturally, we headed straight to Hideaway Bay, the adults-only area. Once again, I wore nothing but a thong. From 8:15 a.m. until around 1 p.m., I could feel the eyes and hear the comments, especially from the older crowd.
Around 10 a.m., my wife and I, both in thongs, were leaving the bay area and heading toward the pool complex. Two older women stopped their husbands before the stairs and let us go first. I knew exactly why. One of the women said, “I know what I’m getting you for your birthday, one of those skimpy swimsuits.”
I immediately turned around and said, “I’d be happy to give you one. I packed extras.”
She instantly turned red and tried denying she’d said anything. My wife jumped in and said, “He always packs extras. Your husband should wear one too.”
Again, they tried playing it off like we were imagining things. Then I said, “I’d be happy to take a picture with you all.”
The other woman in the group jumped at the opportunity, so we took some photos together. I told them it takes a ton of courage to wear something like this, and I was glad I could help make a memory for them.
Later, walking back and forth between our chairs and the pool was definitely an experience. So many stares. So many comments. But honestly, if you’re going to walk this path, it comes with the territory. So I owned it.
Granted, I’m a 45-year-old married dad, so take that for what it is. At one point, I started feeling like maybe I’d completely misread the room.
Then around 1:30 p.m., a smoking-hot woman approached me and complimented me on wearing a thong. She said, “All men should wear thongs. They’re hot,” followed by, “You’re rocking it, and your confidence is sexy.”
Then she asked if she could smack my ass. My wife immediately said, “Definitely.”
That moment completely flipped the script for me. My confidence shot through the roof, and from then on I fully owned the thong.
A little later, I left the pool to use the restroom. On my way back, I noticed an older guy nudging his wife to look at me. They both looked over and snickered. Normally I wouldn’t have cared, except it was obvious he was recording me as I walked back into the pool.
So I turned around and approached him.
Once again I said, “If you want a photo, just ask.”
Immediate denial. “What are you talking about?”
By that point, I had enough confidence, and enough alcohol, that I was over it. I said, “If you’re going to record me, let’s at least do it right and take a picture.”
He denied it again, but then his wife stood up, smiled, and said, “You look hot,” before asking for a photo herself.
He looked embarrassed and annoyed. She absolutely loved it.
Right about then, the same woman from earlier happened to be walking toward the restroom too. She came over, gave me a high five that turned into a hug, grabbed my ass, and said, “You’re so fuckin’ hot.”
Needless to say, my confidence was sky-high after that. In addition to that gentleman being what I assume to be highly envious. When you put yourself out there either you hit a home run or you strike out
The rest of the day flew by, and we reboarded the ship around 4:30 p.m. Honestly, it was a total rollercoaster of a day.
Again, boys: be bold, be brave. Wear the damn thong and own it. Tomorrow is a sea day, enough people have see me, going to wear a white thong and hope to convince others. I’m quite burned so my skin is rather red. Still I feel like I have a duty and a squad of females so full ambassador tomorrow. Thank you all for being a supportive community and to the mods for creating this group. I sincerely love you all.