Pool sex in Fort Lauderdale
Here is another real-life adventure for my beautiful sexy wife and I.
We really wanted to try the new highspeed brightline train that goes from Orlando to Fort Lauderdale. It is fun occasionally to go to south Florida for a weekend getaway. The trip only takes two hours.
Fort Lauderdale is known as the Venice of the US chalk full of canals. It is a fun place to take sightseeing cruises and ogle the multi-million-dollar waterfront mansions.
Carol and I packed for the three-day weekend. I got to pick her sexy lingerie, which is always fun. Crotchless G string panties are necessary. Hotel sex is always a bit special, and I need her to dress for the occasion. A few sexy teddies and she always packs my favorite short summer dresses. I threw in a pair of heels that are transparent, so I do not ruin the view of her perfect size six and a half dancers' feet.
The ride on the train was lovely and we flirted back and forth as we always did on these getaways.
Eventually, about 30 minutes into the train ride, she removed her shoes and began gently rubbing my ankles with her bare toes under the train table, which she knows drives me wild.
I teased her by asking did the train have a family bathroom that would accommodate us having a quickie. Carol once told me she had sex in an airplane bathroom with her old boyfriend Chris on a flight to Denver but that it was not that great, failure to launch, she added with a cute laugh.
I never minded hearing about her earlier sexual exploits. In fact it turns me on. We were secure in our love for each other and we trusted each other completely.
We arrived in Fort Lauderdale early Friday afternoon and caught an Uber to our VRBO rental at Daves Pool House just off Sunset Boulevard. The attraction here was a completely private pool.
I loved going skinny dipping with Carol and drinking some great Napa cabernet pool side. Nothing gets Carol in a sexy mood quite like a little wine and weed.