Carol and her sister decided to take a vacation together and go to Cancun.
They were having a fabulous time, breaking away from the stress of work and how the situation was at home for Carol.
The fire had gone out of her life at home and had hoped that she could clear her head and come back with more options to make it work.
It was Wednesday and they had that night and one more before they had to come home. They were inseparable, enjoying the sights, the beaches, and especially the dancing that they had done.
They went to the club at the hotel that night and really had a wonderful time. Something happened to Carol there however. Carol caught herself watching a young man dancing the salsa and since she loved dancing so much, she wanted to dance with him.
Ricky, the dance instructor was not oblivious of Carol being in there. He too had looked intently at her and after seeing her dancing on the floor, he wanted to dance with her. Finally, he came over and asked her to dance.
For one split instance she was afraid to go dance with him. She was thinking of her marriage and afraid that she would lose control with this man. She went for it. She danced with him in the beginning dance of what seemed to be a full evening of dancing with him.
Carol and her sister had plans for tomorrow but at this time, she was wanting to back out of it, but didn't know how she could.
They had planned to take an overnight trip to the Mayan Ruins but her mind raced back to the dancer and how she would love to have one more night of dancing with him.
She got brave enough to tell her sister she wasn't feeling like going tomorrow and after a bit of jostling the idea around enough, her sister decided she'd go since she didn't want to lose the money they had paid for this trip.
Carol couldn't sleep at all that night. She began fantasizing herself in this guys arms and them rubbing their bodies all over each other. She kicked the covers off of her bed and sighed. There was an aching in her loins that felt like a fire building. With one hand, she found her breasts and she started massaging her nipples. She couldn't stop the feeling of wetness rushing between her legs. She felt an itch there that needed some attention. She slid her hand down and her fingers found her swollen clit.
Her mind raced back to her husband but she couldn't stop until she had relieved the tension that had built up in her body. It was an earth shattering orgasm. Something she had missed so much at home. Finally she drifted off to sleep.
The next day her sister came by and said goodbye and to see if Carol had changed her mind. Carol said no and wished her sister a fun time. "See you tomorrow sis," Carol said as she left.
Carol lounged around the pool most of the day and finally went up to the room to cool off and clean up for tonight. After Carol took her shower, she napped again then finally started getting dressed.
Carol put on her thong and short skirt. She wanted room to maneuver when she danced. After putting on her shirt, she took it off and removed her bra. She wanted to feel sexy. Finally she was dressed and ready to go.
She went down to the club and didn't find Ricky. She began to fear that he would not show. Finally she went to the bathroom and one of the rooms she passed, had it's door opened a little bit and there he was. He had given a few dance instructions and was getting ready to go out in the club.
When he saw Carol, he invited her in and offered to give her some private instructions. Carol felt that rush of pleasure building in her pussy again and she felt an instant wetness. They danced and at one point, when his legs were pushed against her pussy and her thigh was pressing against his crotch, they just held each other and began swaying against each other.
Ricky leaned down and kissed Carol. Instinctively, she pulled back and assured him that she was married. That didn't deter Ricky. He ground his thigh harder against her pussy and her resistance seem to escape her. She ground her thigh harder against him and she felt him growing.
"What am I doing," Carol thought to herself. She was married and wasn't going to cheat on her husband. He kissed her again and this time she opened her mouth to accept his tongue. Her pussy flooded even more as she was weakening. Finally, she stopped and pulled away, pushing her skirt down that had risen against his thigh and reassured him that she couldn't. He apologized and they then went out to the dance floor.
Carol was so upset with herself now. She wondered if she did the right thing. She knew that she did. After all, she was married.
Ricky was not through with her yet. He was experienced enough to know the signs that a woman really wanted more so he was patient. They danced often and after a few drinks, Carol surprised him and told him that she needed to go up to her room and go to sleep. He offered to walk her up and they left.
Once in the elevator, Ricky took her face in his hands and kissed her passionately. Carol couldn't resist and her tongue sought his. She got nervous when his hands came to her breasts but she couldn't move. She was rapidly melting to his touch.
Ricky slid his hand down to her ass and began to rub it. He moved to her hip and in front of her and his fingers began to slide up the short skirt she was wearing. "Noooooo," She moaned but Ricky didn't listen. He sucked on her tongue and her knees got weak. He used his free hand and grabbed hers and moved it to his hard cock. Instinctively, she withdrew her hand but she placed it back on it and started stroking it through his pants.
"What was she doing?" She thought. She can't let this happen but she couldn't pull away."
Suddenly the elevator came to a stop on her floor and the door opened.
Carol jumped away just in time since there was an elderly man coming on the elevator. She and Ricky got off and walked down to her room.