Left Alone 01 Victor

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my stories.

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Left Alone - Victor

We married young, I was 20 Brian was 22. Even before our marriage, some porn was part of our sex lives. We would watch something then go to bed and re-enact the parts we liked. I was persuaded to try anal, and found it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Not that it would ever be MY go-to, but he enjoys it so I am happy.

About two years in he found hotwife porn. The wife would find a lover and either he would watch or she would come back after and tell him about it. I drew a line. Fine to think about it as a fantasy, but NO. I am not interested in having another man.

But over time it progressed, we would watch a movie and he would get me to tell him a story from the point of view of the woman. I learned that there were aspects of the story that he wanted to hear. He had a huge cock. I came so hard that I could not think of anything else. He was dominant, I was submissive.

None of those things fit into my fantasy. In my fantasy I never focussed on how large his cock was. I was focussed on how a really nice guy would woo me and make me feel like I was the only woman in the world. I am never submissive; I am a partner in great sex. We would both have great orgasms and often cum together. When we married, that was Brian. My perfect lover.

By year three of our marriage, he was pointing out guys in restaurants or shopping or walking down the street. "What about him, would you like to have sex with him?" Most of the time the answer was "Ew! No!". He gradually learned that I was not attracted to men who were noticeably racially different from me, or for that matter, him. "But Blacks have big cocks." I went to the internet and looked up some reliable studies. I showed them to Brian. Black cocks are not statistically different from whites, or Asians, or any other racial group. Porn just picks blacks with really big cocks.

By year four of our marriage, he had learned to choose men who were physically fit Caucasian, not too much taller or shorter than my 5 foot 10 inches. Much harder for him to understand was that I really like nice guys. I am not attracted to rough sex. I am not attracted to 'Bad Boys'. It was not something he could pick out without talking to them. So, he steps things up. He starts talking to guys that he thinks I would like, and introducing them to me. He wants me to tell him a story about having sex with one he has pointed out when we are in bed.

It is getting annoying. I get mad at him and we have a fight. Eventually I get him to promise to stop trying to introduce me to men. However, I do agree to keep telling him stories as part of our lovemaking. If the fantasy gets him excited that means I get better sex.

For our fifth anniversary we plan a two week stay at an all inclusive in southern Mexico. We choose the Rock Hard Hotel and get an all-inclusive package.

When we arrive, I find there is an adult clothing optional section and a smaller family section. We are in the adult section as we are a couple without children. A couple of the restaurants are in the adult section and the rest are in the family section. A walk of the site has a fair population in the adult section and a smaller population in the family section. In our walkabout, there are a several topless women in the adult section.

There is a breakwater and a couple of seawater pools inside the breakwater. On top of the wall are flags indicating that the sea outside is rough and swimming is not recommended. There are speakers alongside the path playing rock music throughout the site. During the day the rock is hard and fast, at night it is slow and sensuous. Our unit is on the ground floor and has a sliding glass wall that allows us to open the room out onto the grounds. From there we can walk about 50 feet to one of the many freshwater swimming pools, this one on the adult side. I love it.

Since we had arrived late, we change and go for dinner. There is a bit of a wait for a seat at the Argentinian Barbeque. The food is wonderful and nothing like I had ever had before. Now I want to go to Argentina.

In the morning,

Saturday

, we look at the tours available and select a few to do during the two weeks and book them. Then in the afternoon we take the hotel shuttle to a little village shopping zone, aimed at tourists. Brian finds a tiny (and I mean tiny) bikini and persuades me to try it on. My 36C breasts are very much on display. Not far from nude, but hey, we are on holiday and in an adult zone, so I say what the hell and buy it. Zero support for my breasts, but I am young and still fairly firm, so it actually looks kind of sexy. Brian is over the moon, he loves it.

We find gifts for family and friends, kitschy little souvenirs to commemorate our trip. We have a late lunch at a family Mexican restaurant. The food is similar to what we would get at a Mexican restaurant at home. Being actually in Mexico, of course, makes it taste better.

Mid-afternoon, we call the hotel and arrange to have the hotel bus pick us up. The bus is about half full. I notice several very attractive men, but I don't point them out to Brian. There were also a bunch of very attractive women who I do point out to Brian. He restrains himself from pointing out the men to me. Though I catch him looking at one of them. I can see he is getting excited by the idea that I am surrounded by attractive men.

When we get back to the room, I change into the new bikini, Brian into his swimming trunks. I spread sun screen on Brian and he spreads it on me. His trunks are, luckily, loose fitting because by the time the sunscreen is on, he has a semi erection.

We wander out into the adult section and find a couple of deck chairs that are available. After a few minutes an attractive young waitress, wearing a skimpy bikini, approaches and we order drinks. The men walking by all smile at me, taking in the view afforded by the tiny bikini. I am noticing quite a number of attractive men.

After a bit, Brian says he is going for a walk. About ten minutes later an attractive man sits down in the deck chair next to me. (Not Brian's, on the other side.) I look up from my book and smile at him.

"Hi, my name is Victor." He holds out his hand.

"I'm Emily, and my husband is Brian." I want to make sure he understands that I am not 'available'. I settle back a bit.

He asks "Are you here for long?"

"Its our fifth anniversary, we are here for two weeks."

"Congratulations. We are here for two weeks as well, so I expect we will see a lot of you and Brian.:

"Your wife is here too?"

"Oh no, I am single. I am on the swim team at MIT and we won the regionals. Our prize from one of our sponsors was two weeks here."

"Wow, when I was at school the sponsors never gave us this kind of a reward."

"You were a swimmer?"

"No, tennis"

Brian arrives back from his walk and plops down on his lounge chair.

"Brian, this is Victor. He is a competitive swimmer from MIT. Victor, this is my husband, Brian."

Brian gets up and leans over me to shake Victor's hand. "So, what are you studying at MIT?"

"Biomechanical Engineering, and you, what do you do?"

"I am electrical engineer with Siemens. I work in research."

At this point, I tune out, going back to my book. It is a steamy romance novel, and the couple are just starting to get over their initial dislike of each other. Another chapter or two and they will be in bed together. I let the technical talk flow over me.

Eventually Victor spots someone from his group, gets up and says his goodbyes.

"Victor seems nice. Did you find him attractive?"

"Yes, he was nice. Yes, he is attractive, he has that nice swimmer's body."

"Mhmm"

I went back to my book. Later we have dinner in the cafeteria. Nothing special, but generally good food. And of course, all the liquor we want.

By bedtime we are both a bit tipsy. Brian wants a story about Victor. Brian starts rubbing his cock well before I get to the sexy part. I lean over and slap his hand. "Stop it, you are getting ahead of the story and if you cum before I get there, I won't get what I want."

He grins and apologises. I soon get to the sexy part and Brian is raring to go. I have managed to spin an erotic tale that has all the features he likes. The story ends with me bringing Victor back to our room and mounting him. I ride Brian cowgirl. The sex is very good.

Sunday

, there is a village down the road where you can snorkel and watch the turtles feeding. The shuttle drive drops us at a rental place where we can get snorkeling equipment. I am wearing my much more conservative one-piece suit. The rental guy tells us there are turtles about 200 yards off shore, and warns us not to try to cross the reef about a half mile out as it is very rough and we are quite likely to get hurt. That and the sharks don't come in past the reef. I am happy to stay away from the sharks.

There are maybe 20 snorkelers. We head out to the turtles. It is amazing to watch them feeding on the seaweeds. There are several of them about two and a half feet in diameter. They ignore us. Brian plunges down at one point and touches one. The turtle snaps at him. When he surfaces, one of the other snorkelers tells him that he could lose a finger doing that. A turtle has a powerful bite.

I notice that one of the women has a bad sunburn and get Brian to go back to the beach where we apply more sunscreen. Brina's back is warm to the touch, as is mine, but there is no sign of burn yet. We stop at a small food kiosk and get some wraps for a late lunch, then head back out to the turtles. As it gets later in the day, we start seeing more fish coming in to feed as well. Brian finally notices that we are past due to return the snorkeling equipment. We swim back and they are waiting for us so they can close up. There is no charge for the overtime, as they are still waiting for two more groups to come in. Brian tips them $5 US. They thank him. We call the hotel shuttle and are told it will be at least half an hour. There is a little store so we shop for a while and end up buying some silver jewelry for a niece.

We check with all the signature restaurants at the hotel, but everyone is booked till about 10PM, so we do the cafeteria again. We are both quite worn out from the snorkeling. Sleep comes fast with Brian curled up behind me, spooning.

In the middle of the night, I wake up to Brian sucking on a nipple.

"Oh, did I wake you up?"

"Of course, silly."

I roll onto my back, and spread my legs. Brian slides between my legs and down, he sucks on my clit and gets me going, then slides up and enters me. We cuddle and make love. It is wonderful. Brian is being the sensitive lover I married.

Monday

we are scheduled for a visit to the Cenotes, underground salt water pools. The tour bus picks us up about 10. We get a lecture on the formation of the pools and how they featured into the daily life of the Aztecs. We visit several and then have lunch at a restaurant somewhere in the interior of the Yucatan Peninsula. Then in the afternoon we get a chance to swim in one of them. It is all kind of magical. I can understand why the Aztecs found them to be holy places.

We get back to the hotel about 5 and reserve a table at one of the restaurants for 7. Then we change and find a couple of beach chairs to lay out on. We have a view of a bunch of beach volleyball players. I recognise Victor among them and wave at him. He waves back. It is girls vs boys, and there is some sexy gambling going on. Miss a shot and lose your swimsuit. By the end of the game everyone is naked. At the end Victor comes over and introduces us to some of the guys and girls from his swim team. Brian gets hugs from all the naked girls and I get hugs from all the naked guys. We get invited to drinks on the beach after dinner. Brian accepts for us.

Dinner is in the family area, and is slightly marred by a two- or three-year-old kicking up a tantrum at the next table, throwing things, screaming and crying. The mother comes over and apologises to us when they leave. I reassure her that it was not a problem.

The swim team have taken over a fire pit at the end of the beach furthest from the family side and have a beach fire going when we get there. A waiter has added a portable speaker, and there is dancing. Brian and I get up and join in. Over the next couple of hours Brian gets to fondle all the girls and all the guys get to fondle me. I can feel that they guys are all sporting erections. Thank God I am wearing a skirt. I am so wet that it is running down my leg. I figure the swim team girls are going to get a workout tonight. I also figure that most of the guys would have been quite happy to include me in the festivities. More than one had his hand under my skirt. I limited how far up they could go.

When we get back to the room, I am not in the mood for a story, I push Brian onto the bed and strip him, he is as hard as a rock. Then I do a strip tease, jump on the bed and we fuck. Vigorously. Both of us are horny from the dancing. I orgasm three times, and Brian cums twice. Then we wrap ourselves in each other and sleep.

Tuesday

, we have nothing planned. After breakfast I head to the beach with my book (a new one) and Brian starts with a walk up the breakwater. Today the flags are yellow. After a while Victor joins me. "You two should have stayed longer. After you left things got raunchier."

"Well, we got a bit raunchier when we got back to our room. Don't feel bad for us."

Victor smiled and lay back in the sun. I went back to my book.

Soon Brian arrived back. "Good morning, Victor, quite the party last night."

"Yeah, it was, though you guys left before it got wild."

"Oh? Do tell."

"Leslie started it. She got up on the table and did a strip tease."

"Oh, I would have loved to see that."

"Any how, Roy got up with her and she stripped him. Then within about half an hour everyone was naked and dancing. By that time, we were the only group left on the beach. One of the girls, Sarah I think commented that it was a pity that you guys had left because she would have loved to dance with you, Brian. Emily, several of the guys commented that they would have loved to dance with you. Then as time went on people paired off and gradually left. That just left me and Roy, so we packed it in and found a place to sleep that was not occupied."

I had been listening. "So, you and Roy don't have girlfriends in the team?"

"Its not like that. Some evenings, there are more guys on the beach than girls, so it is generally ladies' choice. It will be different every night. Some nights there are more girls than guys, and we are more likely to get a threesome. We are just all friends. Everyone likes you two, so if you wanted to join in one night I think everyone would like that."

"Thanks for the offer but that is not really our scene." Brian looked a bit disappointed when I said that. I don't know if it was because he fancied some of the girls, or if it was because I might choose another guy. Of course, it could have been both.

About 3, Brian gets a phone call. Problems at work. I hear his end of the conversation which lasts for over two hours. One of the research projects has gone badly wrong and someone has been hurt. Brian was trying to guide them through some of the danger points. It was clear from what I could hear that this was serious.

About 5 Brian headed back to the room and I followed him. When we get there, he puts the phone on speaker. "OK, we are back at the room and private."

It was his boss. "Look, I am really sorry to ask this, I will cover the costs of your trip and buy you a new trip later, but it would be really helpful if you could come back tomorrow. I just had word from the hospital and Benny died from his injuries. I could really use your help to get over this, the lab is not in a safe state, we need to get it safe, then we have to get everyone through his funeral. Emily, I know this is your anniversary present, but please?"

Brian responds, "I understand. We will pack up and try to get on a plane tomorrow." Brian looks at me and I nod.

"OK, thanks, I will get someone on to getting you seats on a flight."

Then Brian looks at me. "Emily, why don't you stay. You can hang out with the swim team and have some fun. I am going to be tied up for long days in the lab trying to get everything cleaned up, so I won't be around much.:

"No, I'll come with you."

"Are you sure? I don't see why you have to give up your holiday just because I have to." He looked at me with a pleading expression. "We have tours booked that you could go on. I suspect you could find someone from the swim team to accompany you"

"Can I think about it?"

His boss replied. "Yes, you can think about it. The tickets will be fully refundable, so if you don't use it, I will just cash it in."

"Thank you."

The call ends and Brian starts packing his things. When I start packing my things he stops me. "Please, stay and enjoy the rest of your vacation."

"How can I enjoy it without you?"

"We have made friends among the swimmers. Victor, Mandy, Sue, any of them can do things with you and you can have fun. Maybe more fun than you would have with me around."

"I suppose, and I do have two more books to read."

"Read them on the beach. Sip margaritas while you read. Relax and enjoy yourself. There is a spa, do a spa day."

I sigh. "I guess you are right, I can read and relax. I can maybe get Sue or one of the other girls to go with me on the tours we have booked."

"Or Victor."

"No, that would be too dangerous."

"Don't worry about it. You have my permission to live dangerously. Then you can tell me about all the things I missed. I want you to have fun, enjoy yourself. I won't be upset if you indulge."

I watch him finish packing. His phone rings, he is on a noon flight. He tells them to cancel my seat, I will return on my existing ticket. He calls the desk and organizes to get to the airport on time. It is an hour and a half drive, he needs to be there two hours before the flight, so he needs to be on the 7AM bus.

Dinner is quiet. We return to the room and make love. I hold him till I fall asleep.

Wednesday

his alarm goes off at 5:30 AM. I get up with him despite his protests. We have breakfast and I see him off at the bus. Then back to my room and a nap.

We had booked an afternoon tour of some of the old churches in the area. I find Sue and tell her that I have a seat available. She passes the word to the girls and Mandy jumps at the opportunity. She is a short lightly built redhead with (like all the swimmer girls) short hair. She enjoys old churches just as much as I do. The frescoes and paintings are amazing.

I join the swimmers for dinner at the Argentinean Barbeque restaurant. The group are loud and funny and raunchy. I really enjoy the dinner. I get the waiter to take a group photo. I am between Mandy and Victor and I send it to Brian.

About an hour later I am resting in our room when the phone rings.

"Brian, how is it going?"

"Oh, it's a mess, one of the big reactors exploded. There was a piece of steel that went through the wall and is embedded in my desk. OHS is on our backs, this should never have happened. Someone will lose their job over this. And you? I saw the dinner photo."