Re-Acquainting

They really should have seen it coming. Months of playful texts shared under the pretense of friendship, but always with a subtle, suggestive edge. Laughter. Sidebar comments exchanged between partners as they giggled and teased each other, knowing that it was all in good fun - probably. The two couples had met serendipitously while on vacation and their connection was immediate, especially between the ladies. It was a rare friendship that very seldom happens later in life, but when it does, it's almost magical. The four had immediately connected when they found themselves sitting at the same table during a 'forced fun' event orchestrated by Loads-of-Fun Resort, that they had, if only by chance, booked for the same week. By the time karaoke night was over, phone numbers and email addresses had been exchanged, and plans had been made to spend time together the following evening.

Their second day was even better, and the next better than the previous! Wonderful food was shared, alcohol and intimate conversation flowed liberally, and before their last evening ended prior to the two couples heading off to their two different time zones, a genuine friendship had established. Warm hugs were exchanged, and promises were made to pick up again right where they were ending -- same place, same week, one year later.

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They really should have seen it coming. During the off-season, Loads-of-Fun Resort had been sold and rebranded as Scandals Resort, promoting itself as a haven for couples to leave the responsibilities of kids and teenagers behind for a while and to focus exclusively on doing adult things with each other and to making new, like-minded, friends. What had been conveniently omitted from the new marketing materials, however, were references to anything 'extracurricular' that just might be encouraged by the resort's ambiance, and which might lead to the pushing of boundaries never before considered by the guests -- at least publicly.

The place was as chic as it was inviting. The new focus of the resort was clearly on the sensual, encouraging and transporting the guests to a vast new world of hedonistic pleasures. Warm natural materials were used everywhere in the facility, with modern lines and artistic decor selected to cater to the senses. Rooms had been updated to create an air of sophisticated romance and sensuality, apportioned with elegant furnishings and extra-large, ultra-plush beds, along with multi-person showers, in-room spa-tubs, and well-stocked private bars. In the public areas, all spaces were well-utilized, with private alcoves of various sizes and furnishings to encourage whatever activities the guests decided to pursue alone or with others. Some were very intimate and designed only to accommodate two, while some were configured for more adventurous groups of new friends to gather and enjoy each other. Part of the beach had been designated 'clothing optional,' and the pool area had been reconfigured with swim-up bars and oversized hot tubs where guests could relax with each other or enjoy new friends. Guests were assured that at Scandals, their personal pleasures were the resort's highest priority. There, everyone was encouraged to pursue their desires without limitations or inhibitions, whether as individuals, couples, or more, and absolute discretion was at the center of it all.

Neither of the couples had ever actually stepped outside of the traditional marriage dynamic with another pair, even if they had fantasized about it privately sometimes. What had gone unspoken the year before was a certain sexual tension when they were together. Nothing overt. Just four people who had really developed a genuine fondness for each other -- one that was lightly laced with the possibility for something more under a very rare set of conditions, and only if those were exactly right. 'Exactly right' can just sort of happen sometimes, however, and when it does...

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They really should have seen it coming. Check-in was at 4:00pm each Saturday, and by 4:30pm, both couples had arrived and settled into their newly renovated, one-bedroom suites. Texts had been exchanged and thirty minutes later, the friends were reunited once again at the resort bar. Hearty handshakes and warm hugs were exchanged as they quickly picked up right where they had left off a year prior.

"It is SO good to see you!" Cindy said, her hand gripping Andrea's tightly. "We had so much fun with you guys last year! I can't believe that we were actually able to make this work!"

"We've thought about the two of you ever since! Last year was so much fun!" Andrea added. "We were afraid it might be too much to hope for to get together again this year!"

"The place has changed -- a lot! Our unit is beautiful! And it looks like they've updated the common areas as well." The transformation of the resort was obvious to them all. But there were a few interesting sexual subtleties that had caught Chuck's attention, and he was wondering if the others had also noticed them.

"The golf course needed some work last year. I wonder if they fixed it too?" Mitch commented as he approached the table carrying four shot glasses and a nice bottle of tequila. Drinks were poured. "Here's to good friends and new adventures!" The four raised their glasses and their vacation began. Mitch's toast perhaps had an additional subliminal meaning as well.

Conversation and liquor flowed freely for the next two hours, and it was clear that the four were still as comfortable with each other as they had been the previous year. "We'd better get some food in us before the tequila totally knocks us out! How about burgers?" Mitch suggested, his legs already a little wobbly as he stood to place the order. As the liquor was consumed, the space between the girls was getting smaller, and soon the two were getting sillier as their bodies made more and more frequent contact. The night had promise!

"Let's go check out the beach!" Cindy suggested after the burgers had been consumed. "Chuck, grab the booze!" Her order didn't need to be issued twice. The girls grabbed each other's arms, giggling as they steadied themselves on each other, and headed toward the surf, the guys trailing behind, admiring the view of their wives' buns as they rhythmically swayed back and forth ahead of them.

The sun was a few minutes from setting over the water's edge as they claimed some empty beach chairs. "Ah, this is the life! So much better than the cold we all left! Who wants another shot?" Mitch asked, not really waiting for a reply as he poured the four glasses. Laughing like they were college girls again, Andrea and Cindy linked their arms together and downed the smooth appellation. All were feeling that very pleasant relaxation that comes from a perfect beach, perfect weather, more than a little alcohol, and being with people that you care a lot about. Life was good!

Mitch leaned over to the group and pointed to their right. There, only forty or so feet away, a young couple in their very early twenties lay naked on a beach blanket, clearly in the beginning stages of a romance that was likely the first or nearly the first for each of them. They were so focused on each other that they appeared to be oblivious to the watchful eyes of the four more mature adults staring directly at them. They laughed, they teased, and soon their play turned sexual as her hand stroked his penis to erection prior to rolling on top of him. Her flawless body fully on display, she unabashedly guided his substantial cock inside and began to ride him, giving to and taking from him with each stroke. His hands cupped her breasts and pinched her erect nipples as she used his body for her pleasure. In and out she rode her young partner, his cock disappearing over and over again into her, wetness shimmering on his shaft in the light of the setting sun. The adults were captivated and more than a little aroused as they watched his testicles contracting against his ample shaft as she drew them both ever closer to the inevitable. As her own body began to quiver, his hips thrust his cock as deeply into her as he could go, and he began to pulse inside of her -- the evidence of his climax dribbling onto his balls and onto the blanket below them. Sated, the two collapsed into each other's arms as they savored their post-orgasmic bliss, his dick remaining inside of her as the sun set over the horizon, both still oblivious or simply unconcerned about the older spectators watching them just yards away.

"I don't know about you, Chuck," Mitch whispered, "but I think I'm gonna need a few minutes before I walk anywhere!" Chuck nodded and laughed with his friend as the two enjoyed their tequila. To their left however, the girls simply exchanged knowing glances as hands gripped hands. They had been watching too, and their pussies were more than a bit aroused by the spectacle. Ah, youth!

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They really should have seen it coming. The tequila had them thoroughly relaxed and the shared erotic experience of watching two attractive young people making love on the beach had softened their inhibitions more than a little. Cindy was first to offer to continue the fun back in their unit, where a couple of party games were sitting on the table, along with plenty more adult beverages to fill their glasses. Once again, the girls grabbed each other tightly and led the way back to the bungalows. Getting reacquainted continued until well after 1:00am as the foursome remembered how much fun they had experienced together the previous year, shared silly anecdotes about their lives, and generally enjoyed each other's company.

"I'm hitting the wall hard!" Mitch confessed as he downed yet another shot, the clock showing that 2:00am was fast approaching. "I better move to the sofa." His body had barely settled onto the soft cushions and his eyes closed, the need for sleep overwhelming him.

"Dang!" Andrea said. "Now I'll never get him back to our unit. Once he's out, he's out!"

"He can crash on the couch! You both can. No worries!" Cindy said. She was the hospitable one, always willing to accommodate whatever need someone else had. "I'll grab a couple of extra blankets and a pillow for you." Moments later, she was making up the love seat into a makeshift bed for Andrea and had given her a blanket to throw over Mitch. Game night had turned into a sleepover.

"Goodnight, Andrea! Sleep well!" Cindy said as she and Chuck headed into their bedroom. The evening had been wonderful, and it was going to be a great week! It might have been forgetfulness, dumb luck, or perhaps something unintentionally intentional, but the bedroom door had conveniently been left unlocked as the couple stripped naked and climbed into bed for some much-needed rest. As was typical for them, Cindy curled herself up against Chuck's body, hers the little spoon and his, the big spoon. After all of their years together, Cindy was used to the feeling of his ample penis resting against her ass as she snuggled in and pulled his arm around her, enjoying both the warmth of his body and the sensuality of his embrace. After the flirty and erotic events of the day, she considered initiating a quickie but could tell that he was already asleep behind her. She was horny, but relief would just have to wait until morning. Or perhaps not.

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They really should have seen it coming. Two of the many things that Chuck adored about Cindy were her lack of inhibition and her willingness to push her boundaries. She was confident in herself, playful, gregarious, and unashamed of her body and her sexuality. She loved to be naked. She loved to be the object of another's desire and got very turned on when she knew that she was being admired. Over their years together, the couple had explored every element of their sexuality that could be had exclusively with each other. They had often fantasized about bringing others in as well, even though those conversations had really only served as foreplay prior to their lovemaking.

In the darkness of the bedroom, Cindy sensed their door being quietly opened and closed. Moments later, the blanket was gently lifted in front of her and Andrea's equally naked body slid into the bed next to her. "Hope you don't mind," she whispered, "I'm not really ready to end our evening together yet!" Andrea's body pressed against her friend, inviting reciprocation. In the blackness of the night, Cindy's right leg spontaneously draped itself over Andrea, her pussy now pressed tightly against Andrea's naked hipbone. Foreheads touched in the darkness - their lips just the smallest of distance apart. The next move, if one was going to happen, would be Cindy's.

Cindy froze momentarily, now fully awake and fully aware that she was being tempted to cross a line that up until that moment had only been a fantasy. Behind her in the darkness, Chuck's penis began to swell, his arousal betraying that he was actually very much awake as well, and his erection was clearly signaling his consent for her to explore the opportunity being presented. Cindy's right hand slowly reached behind her and gave her husband's cock a gentle, affirming squeeze, and then reached instinctively to embrace her friend, her hand and fingers tenderly resting upon the erect nipple of Andrea's excited left breast, even as her hips began to slowly grind her sex against her friend. Lips found lips as the pair released themselves to carnal desires previously shared only with their husbands. Cindy rolled her body on top of her friend -- Andrea's legs parting to welcome her warm body between them, even as their lips continued their exploration. The two began a sapphic dance, their hands and fingers searching desperately for each other's erogenous subtleties. They each knew their own preferences and anxiously searched to find what best pleased the other. Andrea's groin pressed against Cindy's taut abdomen, her clitoris swelling and her slippery wetness lubricating the flesh before her as she allowed her arousal to grow.

Their lips parting, it was time to release whatever inhibitions remained. With one final kiss, Cindy began her journey down Andrea's body, her tongue settling on first one and then the other of the erect nipples being offered to her. Her right hand preceded her as her fingers probed between Andrea's legs, finding the familiar yet so very different labia of her friend.

"Please!" Andrea whispered, pleading in the darkness, her legs parting and her hand gently guiding Cindy's head further downward. The universal gesture was understood, and Cindy continued her descent until her mouth brushed Andrea's trimmed pubic hair as it grazed against her lips. Chuck had orally pleasured her so often that, while this was new for her, she knew exactly what to do next. Cindy's tongue traced her swollen labia, spreading the wetness across all of the tender tissue, teasing her friend as Andrea's hips frantically searched for the stimulation that she so desperately desired. Cindy's tongue finally found its mark as she settled onto Andrea's very engorged nub and began to rhythmically suckle her clit, setting a pace based solely on the movements of Andrea's gyrating hips. Their climactic journey had begun and only one end would be acceptable. Minutes later, labored breathing and involuntary movements betrayed what was about to happen as Andrea's orgasm crashed against her shores and her body spasmed against Cindy's tongue while fluids gushed. Andrea bit into her pillow to muffle her screams as pleasure overwhelmed her. As Chuck had so adeptly taught her, Cindy stayed with her friend unrelentingly, refusing to stop her stimulation until Andrea's hands finally pushed her away, her body unable to withstand any more from her friend. Her body collapsed but continued to quiver against the bedsheets as her intense orgasm finally subsided.

Chuck remained motionless but had been watching every moment as his fantasy played out on the bed right before his eyes. His erection ached from the visual stimulation, and copious amounts of pre-cum dripped from him as his arousal overwhelmed. But he resisted his natural urge to join in and waited for what, or for whom he hoped would be coming next.

For the next several moments, Andrea lay motionless, her body attempting to recover its strength. Cindy moved to lay next to her friend and kissed her again sensually, Andrea's taste still on her lips. Tongues intertwined and slowly the roles of giver and taker transferred from one to the other. Andrea could still barely move, but it was time for Cindy's pleasure to take center stage. The women exchanged a knowing look as Cindy rose to her knees and positioned her sex delicately onto Andrea's waiting tongue. She gripped the headboard as her friend began her ministrations and ground her vulva against Andrea's tongue as her arousal sprinted quickly up her mountain and leapt off of the highest ledge as wave after wave of orgasm cascaded through Cindy's quivering body. Liquid poured from her into Andrea's mouth and across her face, but just as Cindy had done minutes earlier for her, Andrea's tongue refused to quit. Cindy gasped for air and held on tightly to the headboard as her body convulsed before finally, wishing it would go on forever but somehow grateful that it was over, falling alongside Andrea on the bed, totally spent. Andrea's arms wrapped around her friend and now sexual playmate, and the two kissed tenderly once again.

Chuck almost came from the eroticism that he had just witnessed. Since they had married, the thought of his wife having sex with another beautiful woman had been a fantasy that he had enjoyed many times during masturbatory moments when he and Cindy were apart from one another. She had just given him a core memory that would stay with him for the remainder of his life.

The women rested for several more minutes, providing delicate aftercare to each other as they savored what they had just experienced together. Finally, Andrea kissed Cindy one last time and returned back to the sofa, quietly closing the bedroom door behind her. No more words had been spoken, but a new world had been experienced -- one that both knew they would share again and again.

"Amazing!" Chuck whispered as Cindy curled up again next to him. Cindy kissed him passionately, allowing him to also taste Andrea on her lips. She knew he had been watching. She knew a fantasy had been fulfilled. She also knew that he was desperate for his own release. Nothing more needed to be said as Cindy descended to his cock, taking his tip into her mouth, and with only a few strokes of her hand, was rewarded with a fountain of cum from her grateful husband. Cindy swallowed every drop until he also was fully spent and then returned to the familiar spoon position that they had been in prior to the evening's events beginning. The two fell into a deep sleep, wrapped tightly together, his arm cradling her breasts and his warm body reassuring that his love for her had only grown stronger.

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The morning dawn was turning into a midday sun as Mitch finally stirred on the sofa. It took him a few moments to figure out where he was and to recall how he had gotten there in the first place as he shook off the last remnants of the evening's tequila. Looking toward the love seat next to him on his right, he found Andrea sitting looking at him, a blanket over her lap and a cup of coffee in her hand.

"Good morning!" she said, sweetly.

"Is this our unit or theirs?" he asked, not really sure about the events of the past evening.

"It's theirs. They left about an hour ago for a walk on the beach. I figured I better stay here and wait for you to wake up. How's your head?"

"Pounding a little, but I'm okay. How did you sleep?"

Andrea grinned perhaps a bit too broadly. "Oh, I slept really well! Better than I have in a long while!"

She would elaborate later. Mitch knew his wife very well and had a pretty good idea from the satisfied look on her face what had happened during the night. They had sensed that the reunion with Cindy and Chuck might lead to new adventures, and apparently, they were right. It turned out to have been a good thing that they had given each other permission to explore -- alone or together -- if the opportunity came up.