Holly and I decided to take a long weekend to an exclusive island resort in the Caribbean. The resort was very private and catered to clothed, nude and swinger clientele. The public areas of the complex were divided as such. With three separate pools, beaches and lounges guests could decide and feel comfortable with their surroundings.
On the flight over and once we arrived at the hotel, Holly insisted on having a wine and another and another. At 5' 6" and a size 1 a little alcohol goes a long way. I kept reminding her that she can't handle more than two drinks but to no avail. I virtually carried Holly into the elevator, down the hall and into our bed. Resisting the temptation of taking advantage of the situation I removed her street clothes, awkwardly pulled on an oversized t-shirt and tucked her into bed. I surrendered to the fact that this night would be uneventful and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke early as always and made some coffee, took a shower and decided to hit the gym. One look at my lover confirmed she would be sleeping a while longer. Now Holly is a sweet lady and very beautiful. Medium height, proportioned well, even after breast enhancement surgery, and blessed with a smile and a laugh that could melt the North Pole. Unless she has a hangover. All rules change. All bets are off. I learned to be patient while she grumbled and frowned her way through the dreaded morning after. This morning would be a perfect example of that behavior.
I placed a water with some aspirin next to a note on the nightstand and apparently made too much noise as Holly looked at me and growled "Go away!" I smiled and left our room as quickly as possible.
Even though most of the resort was divided by clothing or participation choices the gym was not. It was generally expected that you remain clothed, albeit minimal, while working out. No sex in the gym was allowed either. Fine with me, when I work out I need no distractions anyway. My workout clothes consisted of running shorts and running shoes. My plan was to hit the nude pool afterwards to finish my morning exercises. Hopefully by then the werewolf of room 302 will have returned to her human form. I started my chest routine and as I mentioned earlier I stay focused on my workout and don't like to chat or be bothered. Perhaps that's one reason at 45 years old I wore 33 inch pants, had almost abs and boasted larger than average arms and legs. I also kept my body shaved and maintained an all over tan. A nice, white smile and a touch of gray helped me to earn the occasional approving glance of a lady near me. With Holly often being the center of attention it didn't hurt her image to be next to a fairly handsome man.
After a few different exercises I noticed that a lady had entered the gym and was starting out on a treadmill and with headphones on took off a good pace. Since I like being left alone while working out I extend the same courtesy to anyone else in any gym. Add the fact that the in a swingers' community approaching the lady without acknowledging the gentleman is greatly frowned upon. After several different exercises for me and a couple miles for her she pulled a cell phone out of her gym bag and made a call. Since I couldn't help but overhear her conversation it was apparent her husband was being as ambitious as my girlfriend.
When she hung up she looked in my direction and said" Sorry, was I too loud on the phone?"
"Not at all!" was my reply. "I have a sleepy head in my room too." Hoping to generate a conversation. It turns out her husband didn't overindulge, he was a workaholic and hadn't taken a break in several months. We chatted and stretched for probably too long when her cell phone rang. My first thought was that my nice conversation with a good looking lady was now over. Luckily for me I was wrong.
As I left self-pity world and my attention returned to reality she said "Say hi to my husband Derek, he wants to talk with you." I must have displayed a surprised look to which she replied "It's Only Fair!" This phrase become popular when couples were stating limits and expectations. The general guideline was to acknowledge someone's partner before engaging in any activities. Derek was nice and put it simply that he was exhausted and that his wife was attracted to me and needed some attention. I promised him in return that I would respect any boundaries and would do my best to help her out. As Sherri put away her cell phone, she looked at me and asked "Aren't you going to call your lover, it's only fair?"
Gulp! Holly the Terrible. Holly the Walking Dead. Holly the Leave Me Alone Until Tomorrow or I'll Kill You. I walked over to the house phone and dialed the room number on speaker phone. After several rings she answered with an over dramatic "What!?!?" I recoiled and quietly told her about my new friend and that we may be spending some time together. We were both quickly informed that Sherri had permission to "fuck his brains out" as long as no one disturbed her again. Fair enough. I smiled sheepishly at Sherri and promised that my mate was actually a very nice person and I'm sure they could become great friends. Sherri smiled and took my hand in hers.
As Sherri led me past the clothed pool then the nude pool and opened the gate to the swinger pool I thought my smile would crack my ears. As an added bonus I took in Sherri's form on the walk. She was 5'3", thin, toned and tanned. Her efforts in the gym yielded great results. The gate closed behind us and she immediately removed her workout bra and spandex shorts. With a smile she went to the open shower and began washing herself. I stood mesmerized as she wet her hair and applied a body wash to her arms, chest and stomach. As she bent over to soap her lower half I received a nice smile that begged for me to join. I took the bottle of body wash from her hands and dropped to my knees in front of her. Starting at her feet I took my time and thoroughly washed up to both knees. I then turned her around and worked up the backs of her legs and onto a very nice, tight rear end. Making sure was clean and rinsed she turned around without any prodding from me. Now with Holly I learned to start out slowly and kiss and tease for a while. Sherri would have nothing to do with that. She grabbed the wash back into her hands, hastily placed one leg on my shoulder, washed and rinsed herself quite quickly. After dropping the bottle on the floor, she grabbed my hair and pulled me directly into her pussy.
When I started kissing and avoiding she firmly stated "Don't tease me. Go straight for my clit." It didn't take long before she pulled harder on my hair, pulled my face close and starting shaking. Her head tilted back and she let out a long, low moan. She stayed almost frozen for several seconds and slowly relaxed her grip on my hair and took her leg off my shoulder. The image of a small, tanned blonde climaxing in a flowing shower will stay in my brain forever. She looked down and smiling said "Derek's work has forced him to neglect my needs. It's been quite a while. Thanks."
Sherri helped me up from my knees and walked me over to an oversized pool chair with thick cushions. I laid on my back in the center when she kneeled between my legs and grabbed my raging hard on. She looked at me and smiled "It's only fair." What started out as teasing soon turned into a world class blowjob. Licking, sucking, ball fondling, she did it all. I rarely orgasm from oral sex but Sherri made it impossible not to. I soon warned her of her immediate future and she smiled and stuck with it. When the spasms started she continued like a real trooper. Soon I was begging for her to release me. The sensations were too much.
As I lay panting and recovering Sheri giggled and jumped into the pool. She shrieked as the cool water enveloped her hot, naked body. I rolled over on the cushioned bed and watched her swim around and splash. "Aren't you going to join me?" was all the tempting I needed. I dove in and actually enjoyed the change in temperature. We grabbed each other, laughed and flirted some more. The swim was relaxing and fun at the same time. When she swam to the bottom and came back up for air I took the opportunity to wrap my arms around her and give her my best passionate kiss. She responded. We swam together to the closest ladder and walked back to the pool lounge. We laid side by side and explored each other's bodies. Her nipples and breasts were amazing to touch and suck and she obviously enjoyed the attention. As I rolled her onto her back and took my spot between her legs she paused and asked if I had a condom. Dam house rules. If one partner requests a condom the other must oblige them. Apparently my disappointment showed as Sherri smiled and stated again "It's only fair." Remind me to punch the guy that came up with that saying, was my thought.