My wife and I traveled together for the first time when we went to Sydney, Australia. Our plan was to spend ten days in Australia celebrating another joyous anniversary. As usual, I wanted to plan an epic gift for my wife, so I mentioned prior to the trip that I made arrangements to have her anniversary gift delivered to our first hotel in Australia.
Given this was our anniversary and our first trip to Sydney, we arranged to stay at a very nice hotel (the Park Hyatt Sydney) overlooking the Sydney Opera House. We arrived in the evening so we showered, ate a light dinner, put on our night masks, took a sleeping pill, and went to bed. The next day we woke up refreshed, had breakfast at the hotel, and went on a tour of the city that took most of the day. We got back around 4 p.m., so we went down to the pool to relax before dinner.
We had dinner reservations at the hotel restaurant with a view of the Opera House at 6 p.m. I suggested we should dress up for the occasion. My wife wore a formfitting little black dress she had bought for the special occasion. She looked absolutely ravishing as always. When we entered the restaurant, both the host and staff stopped what they were doing to admire her in that sexy outfit.
Dinner was delicious, and the views of my sexy wife, the Opera House, the water, and the evening lights were breathtaking. As we were finishing dessert, I handed her an anniversary card. The card contained a note explaining what her gift was. It said my gift for her this year was that I arranged an Australian "date" for her. It said that her "date" was waiting for her at the hotel bar. He was wearing a red carnation, and his name was Calvin. She was instructed to go meet him, have a drink with him, get to know him a bit, and bring him back to our room.
Although she was a bit shocked at first, I could see a sparkle in her eye and a huge smile as she finished her dessert in silence. I reminded her, softly, "We only live once, Babe." I made sure the waiter charged the dinner to our room, and then I got up and gave her a huge kiss on the lips. I whispered in her ear, "If you like, I can walk with you to the bar to meet Calvin, or you can go alone if you prefer." She giggled at my silly offer and let me know she could handle it all by herself.
She met Calvin and was pleasantly surprised by how good-looking he was. She played with her hair and fidgeted with the cosmopolitan he had waiting for her (it happened to be her favorite drink). She tried to play it cool and recounted in her mind that she had done this in many of her mind escapes during our lovemaking sessions. Calvin complimented her on her stunning looks, and she felt at ease and as sexy as she looked. The bartender kept asking if she or Calvin needed anything, but she just smiled politely and shook her head.
After several minutes of flirting and nervous touching, Calvin asked my wife if she was ready to go upstairs. She took a deep breath and realized she hadn't breathed deeply since she first met him. She nodded nervously. Calvin helped her to her feet while holding her hand, extended his arm, and they both walked toward the elevators. She couldn't help but notice that a slew of people stared at her sexy figure and her handsome companion. Some noticed that she was leaving with someone she did not enter with. The host and some of the staff stopped again to catch another look at her as she exited the restaurant and bar area.
As they entered the elevator, my wife caught her reflection in the back elevator wall. She smiled and told herself to relax and act normally. Just as she pressed our floor number on the elevator panel, Calvin reached for her, turned her around, and began to kiss her passionately. Her knees weakened, but she gave in to his gentle touch and sensuous kisses. She could literally feel her panties getting wet as he pinned her with his body against the back of the elevator. At one point he held her sexy ass with one hand while he rested his other hand on her exposed back. She heard the door ding open, and she pushed him a bit, concerned others would see them kissing. They both walked towards our room; it was the longest walk of her life even though our room was only a few yards away.
They entered our room and found me grinning from ear to ear. I asked Calvin to make himself comfortable as I took his coat. I moved towards my wife and gave her a seductive kiss. She could barely breathe and announced that she needed to freshen up. While she was in the bathroom, Calvin and I exchanged pleasantries. When she came back to the room, I suggested that she help Calvin take his clothes off.
She unbuttoned his shirt and paused to run her hand up and down his washboard abs. She proceeded to unbutton his pants and saw that he was totally turned on and ready for action. She slid his briefs down to his ankles and grabbed his hard cock. "Oh my," she said, as she admired what she saw.
His erect cock was enormous and extremely hard. She licked the top of it, which was already showing a drop of pre-cum. She sucked his cock into her mouth and began a slow blow job. He stopped her after a few minutes, stood her up, kissed her, and unzipped her sexy dress. Once her dress dropped to the floor, he removed the sexy lingerie she was wearing and began to caress, kiss, and suck on her breast. He commented that her nipples were super erect and very tasty.
Once she was fully naked, Calvin laid her gently in the middle of the bed. He caressed her body from head to toe and sent chills up her spine. He kissed her for several minutes and ran a hand between her legs. He discovered she was soaking wet and inserted one of his fingers into her pussy. He then slid toward the bottom of the bed and began to eat her dripping pussy.
As he was devouring her pussy, she caressed his head with both hands. She was in total bliss, enjoying the things he was doing. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the pleasure he was giving her. She was so turned on and full of sexual anticipation that she came in a matter of minutes. Her orgasm was strong, and she came with loud moans and screams.
Calvin paused and moved up to her breast, which he kissed for a few minutes. He then kissed her on the mouth. She loved the sensual taste of her own juices. He reached for the pillows and grabbed two of them and put them under her lower back. He crawled on top of her and continued to kiss her, and she instinctively spread her legs. She could feel his hard erection on her midsection, and with a swift move, he positioned himself at the perfect angle, slowly entering her honey pot.
