Bill was very much looking forward to this vacation.
He had just got a promotion at work and now the billionaire CEO of his company had invited him and his wife Annie down to one of his vacation homes in Miami. Bill always loved reading by the pool, sipping cocktails, and gawking at women walking by in bikinis. But to be able to do it in January, in the dead of winter, and for free, was fantastic.
Even better, Annie's parents had volunteered to take their two children, ages 3 and 11 months, for the week. Finally, a baby free relaxing environment, and in a luxurious tropical home no less. Annie seemed every bit as excited too.
Frank, Bill's boss, had thought of everything, including first class tickets and a limo to and from the airport. Bill expected the house to be amazing, but the old world spanish architecture mixed with ivy growing on the walls took his breath away.
They were greeted at the door by a gorgeous young woman who introduced herself in a Cuban accent as Rosita and showed the couple to their rooms. The limo driver handled the bags and when Bill went to try and tip him, he refused. "I'm sorry. I am not allowed to accept that. Those are Frank's rules and he is very strict," the driver said.
Rosita asked the couple to please unpack and get comfortable in their room. She would be back shortly with mojitos for both of them, and then she was to give them a tour. Annie and Bill began to unpack as instructed and sure enough Rosita soon returned with Collins glasses glistening with condensation and filled to the top with mint, lime, soda, and of course, rum. They were just the refreshment the couple needed after a long flight.
When they were done unpacking, Annie and Bill emerged from their room and started back to the entryway where they were intercepted by Rosita, who proceeded to give them the grand tour. An indoor gym, sauna, spa, movie theater, wine cellar, indoor pool, outdoor pool, boat house, dock, and of course, boat.
It was quite hot and while Annie enjoyed the heat, Florida was a bit too muggy for her. She announced she was dying to try the pool and asked Bill to come with her back to their room to change into their bathing suits. Rosita said she would have a fresh round of drinks waiting for them poolside when they returned.
It took Bill no time at all to change so he had little to do but admire his wife as she slipped into her poolwear. Annie was still a beautiful woman at the age of 31. She had always been on the curvy side and after two children she was only curvier. She never had a flat stomach, even as a teenager, but what had always been a shapely bubble butt was now even bigger, as was her formally D cup breasts that, while a little droopier than they used to be, were now DDs.
Like most women without nannies and personal trainers, Annie was self-conscious about her post-pregnancy body, so all her bathing suits were very conservative one pieces. Still, with her natural feminine curves, Annie usually captured much male attention at the neighborhood pool. She wasn't tall at just five feet two inches, but she had big brown eyes and a petite feminine nose. It had been awhile since they had been intimate and watching Annie change made a tent out of Bill's bathing suit. Bill tried to make a pass at her, but Annie said she was tired and hot and her neck hurt from the flight and she just wanted to take a dip and relax.
Annie and Bill were another round of mojitos in, when their hosts finally arrived. Frank energetically strode through the covered lanai and out into the pool area. Frank was a big man. 6 foot 4, 220 pounds at least. And he was always sharply dressed, this time wearing an off white linen suit with a black buttoned down shirt. At 55, Frank was in excellent shape. In addition to running at least one marathon every year, he was an avid weightlifter which gave him pecs and biceps which he loved to show off.
Behind him was his wife of just five years, Chloe. She was the third or maybe fourth Mrs. Frank at least, but she played the part well. Comfortable and confident Chloe floated in wearing a floral print drawstring skirt with a large slit exposing one leg all the way to her hip. She topped it off with a cropped cami that while tastefully covering all of her cleavage also left a flat and toned midriff exposed.
The rumor around the office was that she had been an Instagram influencer with millions of followers when Frank reached out to her the day she turned 20. She easily could have been his daughter. In fact, Frank had a daughter older than her from a former wife. But Frank was funny, charming, handsome, and very very rich. They were supposedly married in less than a year.
Bill reached out his hand to greet Frank, but Frank brushed it off and went in for a big hug, completely enveloping Bill's five foot ten inch frame. Frank also didn't wait for Bill to introduce Annie, he simply turned from Bill, bowed to Annie, and offered his hand. "You must be the beautiful Annie I've heard so much about. It is truly an honor to meet you." When Annie then offered her tiny hand in return, Franks elegantly brought it up to his mouth and kissed it.
"My house is your house this week, Mrs. Annie. Anything you want, please tell our caretaker Miss Rosita, and she will be more than happy to get it for you."
"Thank you so much," Annie replied. "Offering this house was so kind of you. We have both really been looking forward to this vacation."
By this time Chloe had caught up to Frank, Bill was about to step forward and introduce himself to her before Frank beat him to the punch. "Annie, Bill, this is my wife Chloe. Chloe, this is our new vice president of compliance Bill, and his beautiful wife Annie."
"It is lovely to finally meet both of you," Chloe said, reaching to shake Bill's hand before going in to kiss Annie's cheek. "Frank has been telling me what a beautiful family you have. I'm sure we are all going to have a wonderful time getting to know each other this week."
Even with Annie rising to meet their hosts, Chloe had to move pretty far down to reach Annie's cheek. At five foot eight inches without heels, Chloe was tall for a woman. In the four inch white heels she had on now she was a full foot taller than Annie... and two inches taller than Bill. Slightly embarrassed Bill had to fight the urge to stand on his toes.
"Please don't move an inch," Frank said to the couple. "A mojito and a dip in the pool sounds perfect. We'll both be right back."
And with that, Frank took Chloe's hand and led her back inside. A few minutes later Frank emerged, mojito in hand, wearing a black bathing suit that covered just as much leg as Bill's, but was obviously tighter up front. Bill blinked twice to make sure he wasn't imagining the outline of an immense shaft beneath the polyester of Frank's trunks. Was it a flashlight? That couldn't be his dick, could it? Annie noticed too but she managed to cover up her reaction better than Bill did.
Frank chose a pool lounger next to Bill where he placed his towel and drink before diving into the pool with perfect form. He swam a lap before exiting the pool right in front of Annie, his pecs, biceps, and six pack on full display as he flexed them to push himself up and out of the water. The outline of a bulky phallus was now even more noticeable since the suit around it was hanging down, heavy with water.
Frank nonchalantly strode past Annie to his lounger and slowly dried himself before sitting down and sipping his drink. "I do love the ocean, and it is fun to swim off the side of the boat, but nothing beats a cool crisp pool to clean off in this muggy heat," Frank said.
