My name is Emma, and I want to share with you what happened to me on my Caribbean Vacation. I will start by telling you about myself. I am in my early 40's stand 5'7 tall, have long brown hair and ice blue eyes, and I work in a rather stuffy Law Office. I was married to Sean for almost 10 years when our relationship ended, that's when I decided to treat myself, to what I think was, a long overdue vacation. So, I figured that I would fulfill my dream of going to the Caribbean. It took me several months to plan out the details of my trip; I planned everything down to the smallest detail, including a full itinerary for the 4 days I would be there. I wanted to be sure I would be able to do everything I wanted. Which is a nice change of pace from married life.
I took a flight to Atlanta then a direct flight out of Atlanta going to Trinidad and Tobago, the day my divorce was final. Once I landed, I picked up my rental car and made the beautiful drive to Charlottesville, where I had rented a bay cottage. The location was astounding, the cottage was on the edge of a rainforest, right on the bay; just the type of place I needed to recoup and regroup. I didn't even bother to unpack; I just grabbed my bikini and headed straight into the water.
The beach is deserted, just what I was hoping for when I booked someplace off the tourist path. The water feels amazing and I can't get over how clear it is, back home you can't see more than 10 feet in front of you, here it seems like you can see forever, I can't wait to dive here. So I finished up my swim and headed in for a shower. The cottage had this amazing outdoor shower that brought out the exhibitionist in me. I must have been in there for at least an hour, because by the time I was done, the sun had begun to set. So, I grabbed a sundress from my bag and headed into town to find some place to grab dinner.
In town I found this quaint little place, I could hear the music from outside, so I decided to head in. It had a small bar that nobody was sitting at, so I pulled up a stool and had a seat. The bartender came up and introduced herself. "Hello there, my name is Steebeth; would you care for a drink?"
"Hi Steebeth, I would love a drink. What would you recommend?" I asked
"Would you like to try an Island Punch? It's one of my favorites." Steebeth replied
"Sure why not." I answered "By the way Steebeth is a very interesting name, if you don't mind me asking, what does it mean?"
"I don't mind at all, it is a Trinidad name that means Great Beauty," she said.
And a great beauty she was. She was about 5'5, long brown hair that went right over a nice round ass and small perky breasts and in the air conditioning it was very obvious that she was not wearing a bra. I proceeded to order my dinner, and Steebeth and I got to talking. She was born and raised on the island and she told me of a great cove to do snorkeling at, she said it was out of the way so it was usually deserted. Before I left she wrote down the directions to the cove and I decided that I would go there in the morning. I headed back to the cottage for a good night's sleep.
In the morning I was awaken by the sounds of the surf and the birds in the fields behind my cottage. I had a light breakfast, put on my bikini and sarong. I then grabbed my snorkel gear and towel and headed on my way. When I arrived I was awe struck by the beauty and isolation of this cove. Without even a second thought I hit the water. This bay had some of the most amazing reefs I have ever seen, the marine life way so bright and colorful, I loved it. After exploring the reef for a bit, I figured it was time to take a break so I swarm back to the beach to catch some sun.
When I reached my towel I figured since I was the only one around, and it was such a secluded location, I decided to ditch my suit and try for an all over tan. I must have dozed off or something because I was startle awake by the sound of a familiar man's voice saying "Can I join you?"
Without opening my eyes, I answered "I don't mind, after all it's not my beach." I joked
The familiar voice replied "Of course it's not yours, it's mine."
Surprised I opened my eyes and began to apologize, but when I saw the face of the man I could no longer speak. I knew the voice was familiar, but I was shocked when I saw that the man behind the voice was Parker. Parker and I had an on again and off again fling before I met my now ex-husband. I was so surprised to see him that I jumped up and gave him a hug, completely forgetting that I wasn't wearing anything.
After the hug Parker took a step back and gave me a once over and said, "Emma you look even better that I remembered, and still quite the exhibitionist I see."
"Oh my God!" I said as I reached for my towel, "I'm sorry, I was just so happy to see you. How's your wife?"
"Good I guess, we're been divorced for a few years now. How's Sean?" he asked.
I held up my left hand showing no wedding ring, while saying, "I wouldn't know."
We both laughed for a moment and then just stood there kind of awkwardly for a minute when I had to ask, "What did you mean you beach?"
"Well after my divorce I came down here for some rest and relaxation, and I liked it so much I stayed," Parker answered. "I see you still dive," noticing the snorkel and mask, "Would you like a buddy? I have been diving here for years and you love to show you some of my favorite spots," he continued
"That would be great, but I can only snorkel, I couldn't bring all my gear on the plane," I said
"Perfect, because this is all I have with me." Parker said while pointing to his snorkel gear laying on the beach. "Let's go."
"Great just give me a minute to put my suit back on." I reply
Parker grabs my arm and tells me not to bother with my suit as he drops his trunks on the sand and says "It's better this way anyway,"
We headed into the water and I can't help but think to myself that he still looks great naked. I spend the next hour or so with Parker as my tour guide. He was a pleasure to dive with, pointing out various sea life and rock formations. We continued until his dive watch alarm when off, and we headed in. on the beach he told me that he had to go close the shop and said " I've had a great time and would like to get caught up, have dinner with me?"
"I would like that," I responded
He pointed out a path and told me to follow it and it will bring me to his place where I could shower off the day, and disappeared as quickly as he arrived. I gathered my things and proceeded up the path. After walking for only a few moments, I saw it, Parker's house. It was nothing like I had ever seen, or would ever expect. At first it looked like a modest two story bungalow. But as I got closer, it appeared that the ocean facing side was all glass and the second floor had French doors opened to a large balcony. "Parker's done well for himself" I thought, as I headed in. After looking around I found, on the second floor, what appeared to be the master bedroom. I stepped into the master bath and jump into the shower.
As I washed off the sand and salt water for the day I kept thinking about the old days with Parker. Parker was the one who brought out the exhibitionist side in me. We rarely had sex in a bed; it was usually in some highly visible location like a parking lot during the day, or on the side of some highway. Where ever we were when the urge struck was good enough. Thinking about the old days got me pretty worked up. When I slide my hands down to wash my pussy I noticed I was soaked. I needed to take the edge off or else I might never make it to dinner. I slide two finger of my left hand deep into myself, and with my right hand I started rubbing my clit, all while thinking about how easily Parker used to bring me to multiple orgasms. Soon my entire body began to tremble, my pussy clamped down on my fingers, as I exploded, cum ran down my thighs as I sighed in relief. I quickly finished my shower, grabbed a towel and stepped back into the master bedroom to dry off.
While drying off I noticed a beautiful blue sarong dress lying on the bed. I thought to myself "It must belong to his wife," I walked over to take a look at it. As I go closer I saw a note that read: "Emma, I thought you would look great in this... Parker." I took the dress and put it on. I was astounded when I look at myself in the mirror. Not only was it a perfect fit, it showcased my large breasts wonderfully. After admiring myself, I headed back down stair to find Parker.
I rounded the corner into the kitchen, just as Parker was coming out. "I was just going to get you," he said
And without another word he pulled me to him and kissed me with such passion that I began to get wet all over again. The kiss brought back all the excitement that I thought I had taken care of in the shower. I could tell by the growing bulge in his shorts that he was as turned on as I was. It took all my self control not to reach down and start stroking him, instead I broke our embrace. I took a step back and thanked Parker for the dress and slowly turned around, giving him a good look at me.
I asked, "Do you like?"
Parker responded by pulling me in close, looking me deep in the eyes saying, "What do you think?"
He leaned in and resumed kissing me. I could no longer resist, I had to feel his cock. So I reached down and gave his bulge a quick squeezed and started to rub his cock through his shorts. This was all the encouragement that he needed, Parker moved his right hand from my cheek and with one quick motion untied the knot that secured the dress. The dress fell to the floor, leaving me standing naked in his arms. With that I undid the button and zipper on his shorts and grabbed his cock causing him to moan in pleasure and for a drop of cum to escape. I had to have it, so I dropped to my knees and took his cock into my mouth.