Cindy seemed to enjoy her evening as explained in the "Who is That?" story here. She still hasn't figured out what occurred but seems content to remain oblivious as to what actually happened. I suspect she enjoyed it so much that she fears if she mentioned anything about it something like that would never happen again. She chose silence.
The warmth of Florida is almost literally the flame to us moths. Nothing like a warm beach in February to make you forget the cold back home.
This particular trip Cindy was feeling a bit frisky. Previously, Cindy had allowed me to take pictures and video of her. Her only request was "No Faces"! I figured as long as I am consistent with this rule to conceal her identity, I could expand on it.
Judging by the way she was putting down drinks (2 before dinner, she's a lightweight) I thought the night might get interesting. When she went to get ready to go out, I took advantage of her bathroom time for some set up. Suddenly I was glad I reserved some space in my suitcase for her favorite ropes.
I didn't realize til we were seated at a beach side restaurant giving our order that Cindy was not wearing underwear under her short little black skirt. Holding hands in her lap made it easy for her to maneuver my hand onto her pussy. She was wet and the distraction made me unsure of what I had ordered when the waitress finally left. A quick slip in and out of that wonderful pussy was all I needed to be assured that the night was going to get fun.
I stirred my margarita with that finger as I stared into her eyes.
She was hot. By the time dinner was over. She was ready.
Our 5th floor hotel room had a great view of the beach and the door was on the other side with a window to the balcony walkway. hmmm
Cindy started removing clothes before we even got to the door. By the time I got the door open she was already half naked.
I plopped her down on the bed kissing all over that beautiful face and body. Very little effort was needed to tie her up. I tied her sideways, though, so her pussy was facing the window by the door. The curtains were closed.
I admired my work, as I had many times before, of her tied spread eagle on the bed. That luscious tanned body. Breasts proudly in the air with her dark nipples and perfect pussy with just a dusting of hair that matches the jet black hair on her head.
After putting a hood over her head (which only had one hole for the mouth) I then said, "Man, I need a beer. I'll be right back."
I heard her protesting as the door closed behind me.
I knew I had to be quick so as not to let her cool down.
It did not take long to find what I was looking for. Two men sitting together.
I quickly struck up a conversation with them and found out they were there on a business trip with no one else accompanying them.
After the drinks I bought them arrived I asked them if they wanted a show. They quickly agreed. I explained to them that they should go to the outside of room 515 and the curtain will open and they can enjoy the show. I insisted that they should not record the show and if I saw any phones or cameras I would shut the curtain. Show over. And, of course, they shouldn't try to enter the room as it will be locked. As stated in the previous story, I share my wife with no one.
Cindy works in the corporate world and I wasn't willing to gamble her or my reputation. Figuring I wouldn't be able to police their recording devices, we would wear hoods.
Got back to the room and Cindy, although a bit miffed from being left alone, was still fairly ready to go. A couple licks put her almost to her previous level of ecstasy. Since I came in quietly, she wasn't sure it was me but I think she was pretty sure. Double locked the door, put on my hood (which had eye and mouth holes) and turned up the radio to cover the noise of opening the curtain.
Opening the curtain found the 2 men standing there already. The two stared at Cindy's spread eagle body with her pussy right there for the world to see. I let the soak it in for a bit. What an awesome sight they had, a spread pussy 6 feet away staring right back at them.