MY VISIT HOME TO THE CARIBBEAN
It has now been two years since my move, and I have done pretty well for myself professionally. My personal life has been occupied with Jason and Petal and the occasional dinner with my adopted grandparents. My boss insisted that I take a vacation and get some rest and I thought about visiting my family. I did keep in touch with them but haven't seen them in two years.
So great, I thought, tickets booked, bags packed, and I was going off for two weeks. My lovers and I had a special night in our love den where we made passionate love - kissing, touching, teasing, loving, fucking, fingering, just our magic! Thank God I had a late flight the next day, where I got a double dose of loving and fucking from my boss and his wife.
They dropped me at the airport, and we said our goodbyes.
After a six-hour journey, I landed home. It felt good as I exited the plane. My brother picked me up and took me home. It was so nice seeing my close family members. It was even better tasting my mom's food! It was a quiet night after my journey and I rested. Jason and Petal called, and I missed them. They treated me to video sex, and it was fun. They fucked and looked at me masturbating quietly, which was not my usual.
All in all, I did change in two years, my curls were mid-back and light brown, and I was even more sexy now - still curvy, but deliciously sexy! My clothes were still very casual and not revealing much, except for my well-placed tattoos - on my shoulders, my back, my leg. I felt great when I looked in the mirror with my baby face :), my well-proportioned breasts, my average waist and broad hips and of course, my thick Caribbean ass :)
I went out to a club with some friends - spaghetti-strapped black dress, hugging those sexy assets, my bouncy brown curls and soft makeup. I went to the bar to get a drink and felt a familiar warmth on my shoulders, "This tattoo is your marker". I immediately turned and saw AR, my ex-boss. Yes, he was more than a small part of the reason I left home. We shared something which we both enjoyed, but he was involved at the time with another employee in a serious relationship. It was messy and the best thing for me was to leave.
I got back home after a great night out, thinking about AR. A few days passed and I decided to message him. He was happy to hear from me and wanted to take me to dinner. I should not have gone but I wanted to. He picked me up and we drove to a nice restaurant by the ocean. We walked to a table with two couples at it. I thought this was strange. He introduced me as his friend and I greeted everyone, a bit surprised. It was a merry group, very fun. As the night went on, AR placed his hand on my thigh, and I pushed it away. He smiled and put it back. He whispered in my ear that I needed to go to the bathroom with the 2 ladies and then return. We went and all of us removed our panties and bras. This was not weird, I knew AR had a perverted mind.