We were on our first holiday abroad without the children for twenty-two years. Kevin had arranged it as a surprise to celebrate his fiftieth year and our twenty-five years of marriage. Everything had been thought of and apart from the last minute packing he had organised it perfectly. Unfortunately I hate not having some form of control in planning activities in our life. Typically I complain that I have to organise everything but resent it when he takes control. I was sure this was his last attempt to recapture our original romance and lust for each other and change me back into the passionate sexy woman he first fell in love with.
I was deliberately trying to find faults and getting more wound up as everything dropped into place like clockwork. We had arrived on time without delays and without my normal frisking by the female security staff at the airports (I am paranoid they are all just trying to cop a feel). Not that I believe I have any better body than any other woman in fact as Kevin says I am too critical of my figure.
Kevin had been planning this trip for nearly a year and had even persuaded me to join the gym with him as he knew I would moan about not having time to lose weight or diet before the holiday. He had pushed me through workouts and even I had to admit they had firmed up parts of me I thought had sagged forever. It had also worked wonders for Kevin as he had regained the flat stomach and strong arms that attracted me all those years before. Our sex life improved as I felt more urges the fitter I became and our once or twice a month had increased to once a week. It would have been more but Kevin still worked away from home most weeks so we tended to only get the weekends. Even then I wouldn't give in to Kevin's requests to make love during the day I was purely an 'in bed at night with the lights off when the children were asleep' woman.
Before the kids were born we would spend the best part of Sunday in bed making love sometimes only stopping for meal breaks. Now it was only Kevin who instigated sex and had to endure my rejection until I was happy everything was right and the obligatory condom was to hand. I made sure we would only ever use one condom per session by putting my pyjamas back on shortly after the post coital snuggle making sure he knew there would be no repeat performance. We knew how to please each other quickly after so many years together that it had virtually become mechanical.
I knew Kevin was not happy but I would stop him from trying to deviate from the routine as I wanted to be in control of him and me. He acquiesced most of the time as any sex is better than no sex but I was sure he wanted the old rampant Sally back in his bed. I worried he would stray or even leave but I couldn't bring myself to change and made the standard excuses (tiredness, the children, work in the morning, period due). The last excuse was getting more difficult to use as I had begun the menopause two years ago and my periods had begun to slow down and unpredictable.
I still felt I was not as attractive as other women my age despite Kevin's assurance that I looked ten years younger than my forty-seven years. He would constantly of tell me how beautiful I was and what a great body I had (especially my ample breasts). The gym work had lifted them without reducing the generous E cup size, my legs and bum were firm and my mummy's tummy pulled in. I now had a 34-22-34 figure with "huge mammaries" as Kevin so politely put it.
When he announced the holiday I was panicked at first but the kids had encouraged me to go with the flow and enjoy myself. My daughter had even been shopping with Kevin to choose dresses and swimwear so I didn't have any excuses about clothes to wear. She had picked out some slinky and expensive underwear combinations for me but I had also packed my sensible knickers at the last minute.
I had finally begun to relax yesterday afternoon as we lounged by the pool and chatted with another woman Kelly who was on holiday with her two grown-up daughters. Typically within an hour we had the full run down of each other's lives. Kelly was forty-two and had been widowed almost two years before and this was the first holiday she and her daughters had taken since. Her husband had been in the RAF and had died in accident while on service in Cyprus. Kelly had said she felt ready to begin seeing men again and although that wasn't the main reason to be on holiday she hoped she may get a chance at romance or a bit of intimacy.
The weather was perfect, the pool cool and the barman was quite attentive. Kevin had been dragged off by Kelly's daughters to join in the Water Polo match and Nikos the barman had flirted with me and Kelly. He invited us to come to the local taverna owned by his family to the "Greek Night" being held in the evening. I also noticed he had been checking out my ample cleavage and flushed with pride.
Nikos was about twenty-five, tanned with an athletic build and piercing brown eyes. Kelly had noticed Nikos's fascination with my cleavage and teased me about being his next conquest. I had smiled and said if someone took care of Kevin maybe I would try out a toy boy. Kelly jokingly offered to look after Kevin for me if I promised to tell her the gory details after I did 'the deed'.
Late in the afternoon Kevin and I went back to our apartment and lay down together on the bed and Kevin immediately began to caress me and cajole me into being intimate. At first I resisted then as Kevin became more insistent I relaxed and responded as he slipped a hand between my legs. Soon we were making love and as I felt his hard cock probe my pussy lips my mind drifted and I saw Nikos face smiling down at me and I began to imagine it was the young Greek entering my pussy. I responded to the fantasy becoming more animated and changed position to take Kevin's cock doggy style encouraging him to fuck me harder as I fantasised it was Nikos filling me.
I felt Kevin shudder as he came hard; his seed captured by the condom I insisted he wear. My hand was between my legs rubbing my clitoris trying to make myself come with Kevin still inside me. I gasped as I came just as Kevin's softening cock slipped from my body. We lay together for a short while as we recovered then I surprised myself by pulling on Kevin's cock and rubbing him back to stiffness. Kevin slipped his fingers inside me and easily found my sensitive g-spot and made me groan with desire. He kissed my nipples and moved down my body until his mouth enveloped my pussy lips normally I would stop him after a few kisses but I imagined Nikos doing it and pulled his head to me. Kevin sucked my swollen clitoris between his teeth and held it there for second before pressing his tongue against it and pushing it back out. This made my body jerk as I came again much more suddenly than I expected. Kevin still continued to finger my pussy until I had to grip his arm with both hands and beg him to stop. He grinned at me knowing he was in control and asked me to suck his cock. I shook my head but took hold of his member and pulled him to my breasts and gave him a tit wank until he shot a second load of cum under my chin and on my chest.
