My wife Kelly turned 40 on the 15th of May. We've been married 17 years and she even more beautiful today than the day we were married. She's a very petite and fit woman, standing at only 5' tall and 115 pounds.
After the guests for her surprise 40th birthday party departed she told me that she wanted to go on a real vacation this year and only the two of us. She wanted to go to a beach within a reasonable driving distance from our home in Western Maryland.
She didn't have to convince me at all. We started our research online and narrowed it down to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. It was about a 6 hour drive from our home and we've both heard good things about it from friends and neighbors. After a few hours on Google, we found that the top floor of a three story luxury home on the beach was available for the week of Memorial Day, which was less than two weeks away. There was not much else available until the end of summer. We called the realtor who listed the property and were told that the owners stay on the first floor and they lease out the second and third floor and operate it like a resort where food and drink are included. It was more expensive than other listings and lacked the privacy we wanted, but we felt that it would be fun so we locked in our reservation starting the Saturday before Memorial Day and leaving the following Saturday morning.
We left our home in Maryland around 6am on Saturday and arrived just after noon. It was a yellow three story home just like we saw in the pictures. There were 4 expensive looking cars in the driveway and ours was the only one made domestically.
We went to the front door and saw the sign indicating registered guests could enter at any time. As we went through the front door, we could hear people talking and laughing, so we continued walking towards the back of the house where there was a patio door that opened up to the pool area. The pool was very large with at least 20 lounge chairs sitting around it. There were 8 people hanging out by the pool consisting of 5 men and 3 women that all appeared to be in their early 20's.
"Hey! There they are!" one of the men called out as he raised his beer towards us.
Everyone came over to introduce themselves and we quickly learned that they were all students attending the same college. The guy with the beer was Jim, whose parents own the home. He explained that when the school year ends he and his friends spend 3-4 weeks at the house to relax.
I quickly surveyed each of the other guests and felt like I was dropped in to the land of beautiful people. The men were all handsome, fit and clean cut while the women were incredibly beautiful, with well tanned and extremely fit bodies. I saw a few of them checking out Kelly, who was the shortest and most petite woman of anyone there, but even around women half her age, she was still hot.
Jim gave us the grand tour of the house before leading us to the staircase.
"You have the top floor, so please settle in and make yourselves at home. I'm not sure what your plans are for the week, but you're welcome to hang out by the pool or go out on your own. Food and drink are included, so please help yourself to anything you find in the common areas. We're planning a big BBQ on Monday to celebrate Memorial Day and hope you will join us," Jim said in a very friendly and polished manner.
"OK, that sounds great. Thank You," I replied as I shook his hand.
Kelly and I ascended the staircase to the third floor. We had the entire third floor, which consisted of a large master suite with a king sized bed that opened up to a deck overlooking the pool area. There was a large mirror above the bed, which really excited me. In one corner of the room was a whirlpool tub with mirrors bordering two sides. The bathroom had a beautiful ceramic tile floor with a glass enclosed shower.
"Wow. This is so beautiful," Kelly said as she hugged me tight.
We spent Saturday walking around the beach and relaxing in the sun. We went back to the house to grab some food and drinks before heading back out to the beach for a walk at sunset. The atmosphere was elegant, but relaxing at same time. That night we went back to our room, showered together and had passionate steamy sex before collapsing in to the bed for our slumber. Kelly loved the mirror on the ceiling so that she could observe every stroke I made when we were in the missionary position.
We woke up Sunday around 9am then had breakfast by the pool before heading off to the beach. We borrowed a couple of boogie boards from the house and spent some time in the ocean paddling around and riding the waves back to the beach. We spent another evening walking the beach before returning to our room to shower and have more passionate sex before retiring for the evening.
On Monday, we borrowed a couple of bicycles and went for a ride around the island, stopping in town briefly for a homemade waffle cone with a scoop of ice cream. We made it back to our room around 2pm and decided to shower together since we worked up a sweat while riding the bikes. We decided to relax on the bed to unwind for a bit. She kissed me and thanked me for taking her away for a long overdue husband and wife vacation. We laid there spooning for about 30 minutes before I nodded off for a nap. I woke up around 4pm and found the note Kelly left.
Meet me down by the pool when you wake up. Love Kelly
I figured she was not tired since she usually has a lot of energy. I changed in to my swim trunks and t-shirt, grabbed a towel and headed down to the pool.
When I entered the pool area I saw Kelly sitting at the bar wearing her two piece swim suit and a tank top covering her. Her long jet black hair was pulled in to a pony tail revealing her beautiful neck. Jim was behind the bar talking to Kelly. Jim saw me and motioned for me to come over.
"Hi honey. Did you sleep well?" Kelly said as she leaned forward to kiss me.
I smelled the alcohol on her breath and noticed she was working on a wine cooler that was still fairly full. I knew this was at least her third or fourth wine cooler by the slight slur of her speech.
"Yeah, I slept well sweetheart. I see that you're having fun," I said while pointing to the wine cooler.
"What can I get you, John?" Jim asked.
"I'll have a beer," I replied.
Within seconds, an ice cold beer was retrieved from the refrigerator behind the bar and was sitting in front of me. The beads of condensation began to form immediately on the bottle. I have always savored that first sip of an ice cold beer on a hot day. This beer was special since it was my favorite kind of beer. It was both cold and free, or at least included in the price of our stay.
I'm 6'0 and 185 pounds with an average build. I consider myself average in general and have always been thankful to have such a beautiful wife even at age 40. Kelly was still a virgin at age 23 when we met due to bad experiences with men. I was the first man that tried to get to know her intellectually before trying to fuck her and I guess that helped me gain her trust which was the key to getting in her panties as well.
After dinner, we sat down on a pair of lounge chairs overlooking the pool and the ocean beyond that. Jim was busy cleaning up after dinner while a few of the guys took turns diving in to the pool doing various flips and tricks during their dive. It was fun to watch since they were all very athletic. Jim emerged from the house, took off his shirt and stood in line for the diving board. He did a perfect back flip from the board in to the pool, then swam to the edge of the pool facing us and lifted himself out of the pool using the ladder that was no more than 8-10 feet directly in front of us.
While he stood there dripping wet by the side of the pool, I could not help but notice that his swimming trunks were stuck to him and had revealed the outline a very large penis bulging inside his shorts. Jim turned and walked back to the line at the diving board to go again.
As he took his place on the edge of the diving board facing the pool we caught another glimpse of him, but from the side this time. The bulge was quite clear and from our perspective, it seemed that Jim was hiding a rabbit in his shorts.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Kelly taking a drink of her wine cooler and as I glanced over at her, she tried to pretend that she was not staring at Jim on the diving board. She immediately tried to play it off by getting up to get us each another drink. Upon her return, she handed me a beer then adjusted her sunglasses and relaxed in the lounge chair sipping her drink each time Jim popped out of the water in front of us.