[All characters are 18 years or older.]
Anniversary Fling - Part-1
A sexy wife gets a free pass as an anniversary gift
Erotic Fiction
by
Casey Bea
Part-1
Welcome to Fantasy Kay
Reed and Cassandra--Sandy to all of her friends--had been married for five years and had decided to celebrate their anniversary with a week-long trip to a resort on a small private island in the Caribbean. Fantasy Kay was an anything-goes adult-only resort where what happened on the island stayed on the island... unless you bought the video package, in which case you could take home all of the memories you made there. Reed and Sandy had signed up for that option.
When they had married and Sandy spoke the vow, "... to forsake all others..." it was a hell of a commitment for her. She had started fucking on her eighteenth birthday and had enjoyed a wild and free sexual lifestyle all the way through college. She had spent one semester in an exclusively-lesbian relationship with her roommate but after summer break the girl didn't return to school, and Sandy happily embraced the bisexual lifestyle and all the possibilities it had to offer.
But Sandy had been true to her vows. Reed was a compassionate, imaginative, and energetic lover and damned near as kinky as his wife. They were able to keep each other well satisfied with role-playing, light bondage, and domination--with each taking on the sub role from time to time--and a myriad of sex toys. With a life-like strap-on, Sandy had introduced Reed to the "other side" by fucking both his mouth and his ass with her pseudo-dick.
***
Without a runway for even small airplanes, the only way to get to Fantasy Kay was by boat. (Unless you were wealthy enough for a helicopter, which Reed and Sandy were not.)
It was nearing suppertime by the time they had unpacked and settled into their little beachfront bungalow and had enjoyed their first-day-of-vacation fuck with the blinds across the sliding glass door wide open.
Sandy had experienced the thrill of exhibitionism in her wild past, but the idea of someone walking by on the beach and looking in to see him fucking his gorgeous wife doggy style was new to Reed. When he glanced out the door and a smiling couple gave him a big thumbs-up, he was hooked, however, and he grabbed Sandy's swaying tits, pulled her upright, and pointed out their audience. She smiled, gave them a little wave, and blew them a kiss while her hubby fucked her hard.
After a shower, they dressed for dinner. He wore dark, lightweight slacks and a crisp white shirt, open at the neck. Although he knew he was playing with fire, he decided to go commando--hence the dark slacks.
Sandy wore a floor-length Hawaiian-print muumuu with a plunging, deep-v neckline that framed her cleavage and barely covered her dark nipples. When she had worn this dress other times she had used tape to make sure "her modesty was preserved." Tonight, she was looking forward to a bit of "wardrobe malfunction." She, too, wore no underwear.
***
When Reed and Sandy arrived at the restaurant--the less formal of the resort's two--they noticed the couple who had been watching them through their window sitting at a table for four. The man waved and motioned them over to join them.
The couple introduced themselves as Don and Carlie. Guessing that they were in their mid-sixties, they were probably the oldest pair that Reed and Sandy had seen at the resort, so far. They actually seemed a bit out of place.
After a delightful topless waitress with martini-glass tits took their orders, Don said, "That was quite a show you put on for us earlier. Thank you for leaving your blinds open!"
Carlie giggled, and added, "Yes, thank you! We went back to our room and screwed like teenagers after that!" Sandy noticed a bit of color come up in Carlie's cheeks as she spoke, apparently not used to using such "profanity" in public or talking about their sex lives with strangers. She thought it was adorable.
"We're here celebrating our fifth anniversary," Reed said. "Any special occasion for you?"
"An anniversary, too," Don replied. "But forty for us."
"Congratulations!" Sandy said as she raised her wine glass. "Happy anniversary to us all!"
They all clinked and repeated her toast to one another, and then Reed asked,
"So what kind of wild and kinky things are you going to do while here on the island, if you don't mind me asking?"
"It's probably not very wild and kinky by the standards of most of the others here, but we came to indulge our voyeurism fetish," Don said. "We're not planning to swap or actually do anything with anyone else. We're just here to watch. For a long time, we've enjoyed watching other people screw in porn videos. We thought it might be even hotter to watch people doing it live."
"And it was!" Carlie said as her cheeks flushed and she reached over to take her husband's hand. She lowered her voice and added, "My puss was dripping wet by the time we got back to our room. I didn't last a minute under Don's talented tongue!"
Seeing it as a perfect segue, Reed took something from his pocket, and he said to Sandy, "Speaking of doing anything with anyone else..." He set a small velvet-covered ring box in front of his wife, and added, "Happy anniversary!"
"Oh, my! How sweet!" Carlie said, thrilled to be part of the touching moment.
Sandy smiled broadly as she reached for the box, and said, "But we said this vacation was our gift to one another." She opened the box and her beaming smile turned to a look of confusion. She looked at her husband and said, "Um... there's no ring in here." She turned the box so he could see.
"That's the box that your engagement ring came in," Reed said with a grin. "I want you to take it off and put it in there. Your wedding band, too. Starting tomorrow morning and for the rest of the week you're single again, and free to do whatever you want, whenever you want, with whomever you want. Happy anniversary, my darling!"
"Oh my!" Carlie repeated.
"Well,
that's
an interesting anniversary gift!" Don echoed with a chuckle.
Sandy sat with her mouth slightly open for a moment as her husband's surprise gift sunk in. "Oh, baby! Thank you so much!" As she slid the rings from her finger, she added, "You can be single, too, of course!"
"We'll see," he replied noncommittally. "
My
gift is going to be watching as you enjoy
your
gift." He turned to Don and Carlie, and said, "I'm a voyeur, too."
"And I'm an exhibitionist!" Sandy added. "So this should be fun!"
***
The next morning, after receiving a wake-up blowjob and then fucking his wife's pussy as he stood at the end of the bed and she lay on her back with her gorgeous ass on the edge--all with the blinds wide open--they took a shower together. There was a big, clear window in the bathroom, too, and they left that blind open, as well. They then dressed and headed out to breakfast.
He was wearing loose-fitting shorts--commando--and a bright Hawaiian shirt. She had on a light, all-white summer dress with a low-cut bodice and a hem that swished a few inches above her knees. She wore a delicate, white shelf bra so that a generous amount of her tits was exposed and so that her bare nipples could tent the fabric of the dress when they became erect. Under the dress, she wore lace-edged thong panties.
Fifty yards or so from the dining room, Reed kissed his wife as he lightly caressed her bare ass-cheeks through her dress, and said, "Have fun, my love!"
When he entered the dining room half a minute behind Sandy, she was being escorted to a table for four by a handsome young man in a wrap-around, tropical-print loincloth that was apparently the wait staff's uniform, whether man or woman.
A young lady--wearing the same loincloth low on her wide hips, and nothing on her firm c-cup tits approached Reed and asked, "How many, please?"
"Just me," he answered.
"We don't do tables for one, I'm afraid," she replied. "Would you like to sit at the bar or share a table?"
"Can I sit at the end of the bar, over there?" he asked, pointing to a spot that was within easy earshot of his wife's table.
As he slid up onto the barstool a young couple was being seated at Sandy's table. He listened as they introduced themselves as Mark and Gail, from some town in Arizona that Reed had never heard of.
"Are you here at the resort alone?" Gail asked Sandy.
"Yes," she replied. "I just went through a rather bad breakup so my girlfriends all chipped in and bought me a week here." She chuckled and added, "Apparently, they think that getting my brains screwed out by perfect strangers will help my mood."
The couple laughed, and Mark said, "And has it, so far?"
"So far, I've only given one blowjob and gotten my pussy poked from behind--both with the blinds wide open," Sandy answered, "but the memory of my dipshit ex is already fading fast."
Reed had to stifle a laugh at his wife's made-up back-story. She always had a great imagination.
"How about you guys?" Sandy asked after the hunky waiter had taken their orders. "Are you celebrating something or escaping something like I am?"
"I guess you could call it celebrating," Gail answered. "Mark got a huge bonus at work so we decided to use part of it to come here and live out a fantasy that we've talked about and played out--as best we could with just the two of us--since before we got married."
"Ooo! So, I'm guessing multiple partners?" Sandy said, "Do you mind if I ask what your fantasy is?"
Mark and Gail looked at each other. This wasn't something that they'd ever talked to anyone about before. Certainly not their friends and not even the staff at Fantasy Kay. When they set up their vacation Mark had written out what they wanted to do and emailed it to the "casting department" at the resort.
"It's kind of a non-consensual-sex fantasy," Gail said, obviously a bit shy about discussing their kinky fetish with a total stranger.
"We both want to be taken by a small group of men," Mark elaborated using quote fingers on the word
taken
. "Three to be exact."
"Well,
that
sounds interesting," Sandy said. "Both of you, huh?"
"I've been bi-curious for a long time," Mark replied. "And we're both into being dominated and enjoying a little bit of pain."
