They came in about ten minutes later, meaning several minutes past when they said they would. Hannah was wearing a sundress that she had obviously gotten from our room (or had she put it up there while I was talking to him last night?). It was light yellow and very thin. She was wearing a slip underneath or else whatever she was wearing under it, or not wearing under it, would be pretty obvious. He was in a similar outfit to mine. His shirt had stitched patterns instead of print ones like mine and he obviously filled out his much more than I did mine.
They had obviously both showered but it was obvious to me that Hannah had just been fucked again. I couldn't help but notice that he had his hand on the small of her back as they walked across the restaurant to get to the table. That subtle intimacy and implication of control dropped my stomach a bit. While it was later for most guests, the restaurant was still reasonably full. They looked like the couple, not us.
As they arrived at the table, I stood up and, with a nod of approval from Terence, Hannah came over to me. She kissed me on the cheek, not the lips, which made my face flush.
She whispered into my ear as she embraced me like an old friend, "He wanted me to tell you that his cum is dripping out of my pussy. We showered but he put a fresh load inside before we got out."
I had to sit down quickly or else the whole restaurant would have seen my navy shorts tenting obscenely. Hannah sat next to Terence on the opposite side of the table that had two seats on either side, glancing down towards my crotch with a smirk.
After we all ordered our meal (I got an interesting dish of crepes with fruit and Kalua pork; Hannah got a pineapple-walnut salad and a croissant; he ordered off menu two grilled chicken breasts and sweet potato) and there was a bit of tension in the air.
Hannah broke the tension by telling me that she was hoping that we could go to a beach nearby called Paia Beach. I hadn't heard of it.
"It's... clothing optional, babe," she explained.
"Oh?" I smiled. This was definitely a new side of my wife. I couldn't imagine the woman of just a few days ago suggesting such a thing.
She smiled back. Then she said casually, "And since it is our last day here, would you mind if Terence joined us?"
And there it was. My sexy sweet wife had just suggested that all three of us attend a nude beach together. I would be standing naked next to Terence for all to compare, in front of my naked wife. Terence looked at me. It wasn't a hard stare, but I definitely felt like he was silently daring me to agree to the request.
"Oh, yeah. Sure. The more the merrier," I said, probably pretty unconvincingly.
Hannah replied without skipping to much of a beat, "I thought you and I could go to our room and catch up for a bit during the peak of the sun and then for us all to go in our jeep around 2pm. That work?"
I nodded as I sipped my coffee. Our food arrived and I was thankful for the distraction. My plate looked delicious.
The rest of the meal was largely small talk. There was at least a couple of times when I noticed Terence caressing Hannah's arm and there was a point where his hand was resting down on her leg. The glass top table afforded me a view as he stroked her bare thigh and the waiter didn't miss it either. He had been the same one who served us the day before, so I'm sure seeing her cozied up to Terence with his hand on her thigh was probably quite shocking. He nearly spilled our plates as he was clearing them off the table.
"Shall I get your check, err, mister and missus Steward?" he asked a bit uncertain.
"No, this is on me," Terence answered, giving the waiter his card without seeing the bill.
After the waiter left to processes his payment, Terence turned to me, "Before I leave you two, is there anything you want to ask me John?"
"What do you mean?"
"Just thought you might want to ask me any questions about last night you might have?"
I wasn't sure what he was getting at here. Was he looking to add to my humiliation or just be open about what happened between them?
"I'm not sure what I would ask."
"Well I'm sure you will be asking Hannah about last night and I just wanted to give you the opportunity to ask me anything while I was with you. I promised I'd make sure that your gift to me was repaid in honesty. Do you want to know how many times I made her come?"
My mouth was suddenly like a desert, "Yeah, sure."
Terence looked at Hannah, "It was what, five times?"
"Six," Hannah replied.
Terence nodded, obviously pleased with himself, "Nice, yeah, so I made your wife come six times. How about, mmm, would you like to know some of the things she said to me?"
Hannah blushed, but it appeared to be more about arousal than embarrassment. To that point, Terence stopped talking when the waiter brought back the check for him to sign. He looked at me for a reply after the guy had left the table again. I nodded.
"She told me that I was her best lover ever. After our second time, which was a much slower, more intimate lovemaking than you witnessed, she shed a tear. I admit, it moved me as well. You have such a beautiful wife. You really have nervous of steel to allow her to be with me. I think I could easily fall for her. After a rest, I took her out and we fucked on my balcony. I'm pretty certain that the couple who are staying below me watched us."
"They did," Hannah piped in, blushing this time from embarrassment.
Terence chuckled at that, then continued, "See, I think Hannah liked the audience. Did you like having them watch you fuck a big black man who wasn't your husband?"
"Yes," Hannah said, arousal overtaking embarrassment in that admission.
"She told me on that balcony, in front of them obviously, that she 'loved having her pussy filled' with my 'black cock' and that I was 'so much better than her husband'."
Hannah was shyly looking at me to judge my reaction to what he was telling me. Meanwhile, I had hardly breathed as he was telling this all to me.
"There's more... I don't want to steal all her thunder. I'll leave you both with that and I look forward to seeing you all at two. Thanks again, John. I really appreciate what you are doing for all of us."
With that he got up, shook my hand and left us.
I watched him leave without saying a word and just looked over at Hannah.
She had a trepidatious smile and simply said, "Are you ready to go back to our room?"
"Ummm... I'm going to need a minute or two," was all I could say.
Her smile showed she knew why.
