This story is an adaptation of Donald Miller's excellent series 'Melissa's Capture'. I tried to contact the author, but his last story was submitted over 10 years ago and I got no response. The story fits the thread of my Chocolate Dreams series so well that I have adapted it for that series and added my own narrative, particularly in the second half of the story. I encourage readers to check out Mr. Miller's original stories - they are well worth reading.
The story involves a loving wife having sex with other men, unbeknowest to her husband. If that theme bothers you, please move on rather than upset yourself. If not, I hope you enjoy the story. Feel free to rate it and comment.
The big Puerto Rican hotel manager watched closely as the staff managed the surge from the airport. They were working smoothly, and he was pleased at the minimal delays in the check-in process. All positions were busy but there was no waiting line when the couple he was looking for walked up to wait their turn. Carlos picked them out immediately - how could he not? The woman was stunning in an understated way: long dark hair, lovely face with fair skin that contrasted sharply with her hair, sumptuous breasts evident even though she wore a jacket and top meant to minimize them and long legs in pants. His cock stirred at the sight of her and he decided immediately that he must have her. Visions of what he would do with her flashed through his mind - her lips wrapped around his huge cock, that same cock ravishing her pussy and ass. The husband looked fit and capable, about six feet tall - not as large as Carlos but still someone to avoid if possible. Carlos texted Juan, his head of security, to come to the lobby to see the couple. He would need to activate the hidden cameras in their room before they arrived there.
Done texting Juan, Carlos replaced one of the staff at their position and waved the couple forward. The husband stepped up while his beautiful wife hung back a foot or two. She was even more lovely up close.
"Welcome to the hotel sir," Carlos said in greeting. "I am Carlos, hotel general manager. Are you checking in today?"
"Yes, we are - last name Griffen," the husband told him. A strong voice, confident. Definitely someone to avoid. Carlos looked down at the terminal and pulled up the name. As the screen refreshed, he glanced up at the wife. Her breasts made a generous ridge in the blue stretch top she wore under the jacket and now Carlos imagined his cock buried in her cleavage. He shook his head slightly at the image and returned to the screen.
"Is there a problem?" the husband asked, noticing Carlos' movement.
"No problem, sir," he assured the man. "Well, to be completely honest with you, there is a slight problem, but I can fix it easily."
"What is the problem?" asked the husband, his tone suddenly challenging.
Carlos hesitated for effect, selling how wonderful he was going to be to this couple. "The problem is that the room type you reserved is not available," he explained. "But," he added quickly, "I can fix that by upgrading you at no additional cost. You would be in an Executive Suite for your stay if that is satisfactory."
"That sounds great," the husband said, his tone softening. Turning, he told his lovely wife, "You hear that Diane? Upgraded to a suite. That's a good start to the conference."
"That's lovely dear," she replied. Her voice was soft and sexy, and it made Carlos' cock harden a bit more.
"It is my pleasure, madam." Carlos said, looking into her eyes meaningfully, until she finally broke the gaze. "Just give me a moment to make sure it's ready, sir," Carlos told the husband. He saw Juan at the end of the counter and went over to him.
"Is everything working?" he asked. "I would hate to miss a moment of her - she is magnificent."
"All working," Juan assured him. "You will seduce her like the others?" he asked.
"I will," Carlos told him. "And when it is time, you will have her too. She will come to you willingly and take your cock however you wish. I have seen video of her having sex with multiple men. She is a tigress when aroused."
"How do you know this, Jefe?" Juan asked.
"Someone contacted me - an acquaintance who has rented the villa for events in the past. He told me this couple was coming to the hotel, and that the wife had been the centerpiece of an event about five years ago; an event that included ten men and two women."
"Centerpiece?" asked Juan. "What does that mean?"
"The two women entertained the ten men," Carlos explained. "This man, Mister Mike, sent me video of her taking on two, three or four men at a time! He thought I could seduce her - all he wanted in return was video of her if I succeeded. And, of course, I will."
"Ah, Carlos," the security chief said. "You are truly a genius. I can feel that lovely mouth around my cock already."
"Me also, compadre. She will be magnificent. This one, I think, we will fuck together."
Carlos went back to the couple, who were waiting patiently, having been upgraded.
"All is ready for you," he told them. "Here are your access cards. You are on the top floor - elevators are right over there. Do you need help with your luggage?"
"I think we've got it," the husband told him. "Thanks for fixing the problem." He wanted to like the manager more than he did, but he noticed Carlos' eyes running over Diane like she was prey. David was used to men looking at his beautiful wife, but this one was taking it to another level. All of that was quickly forgotten as they found the elevator and went to their room.
Carlos hurried to his office and, locking the door, turned on the large security monitor on his desk. He selected the Executive Suite module and clicked on the camera for the main room of the suite. A few minutes later the Griffens came through the door. Carlos smiled at their reaction to the suite; it was a luxury suite with premium furnishings and spacious rooms. The living area had seating for eight, a large couch and a wet bar. They left their bags and went to the bedroom, Carlos following with another camera view. Again, looks of pleasure at the size of the room and the large king bed. Carlos switched through the cameras in the room, which gave back, side and front views of the bed - everything a voyeur could want. Diane went to the bath next and marveled at the fixtures, large shower and soaking tub.
"I'd say we lucked out with this room," David commented.
"We certainly did," Diane agreed as she went into his arms. "This is going to be a wonderful break, except for those pesky meetings, of course." The couple kissed lovingly, Carlos envying David for his good fortune in having this woman. Soon, he thought, soon I will kiss her like that.
"Let's unpack quickly and go to the pool before dinner," Diane suggested. David looked disappointed at the suggestion.
"I was hoping we could, you know, try out the bed," he said with a pout.
"Tonight dear, I promise," Diane told him. "Right now I want to explore the hotel and rinse off travel dust."
Carlos saw that David knew when to cut his losses. He brought the bags into the bedroom and put them on luggage stands. Diane quickly unpacked them and then came the moment Carlos was waiting for. She slipped off her light jacket and hung it in the closet. While David began changing she went through several bathing suits, finally picking out a dark blue one that looked like a pile of strings in her hand. Carlos watched eagerly as Diane stripped off the light blue top he had seen at reception. He held his breath as she pulled it over her head, exposing her bra-encased breasts. The black lace bra she had on was working hard to contain the generous globes, which overflowed the top of the garment. Next came the pants she had been wearing, revealing matching black lace panties. Diane looked incredible in the lingerie, the panties cut high on her hips, making her long legs look even longer.
Carlos moved closer to the screen as Diane reached behind herself to undo the clasp of her bra. Just in time, he remembered that the cameras had a zoom feature, and he enlarged the picture so it showed her from the waist up. Diane squirmed for a second and apparently succeeded in releasing the clasp. Her hands came from behind her and peeled the bra off her shoulders, revealing her large breasts.
Carlos considered himself a connoisseur of the female form; he had seen many naked women and, of course, many sets of breasts. These, he had to admit, could qualify as perfection. They were large, as he had hoped, but not overly so - in proportion to Diane's body but since Diane was taller than average, larger than average. They were perfect globes and looked firm, with very little sag given their size. They were capped with areola the size of a large coin and nipples that begged to be sucked. And Carlos was looking at them thinking how he could not wait to have them in his mouth, or to have his cock buried in the cleavage they formed.
Diane stripped off the panties next and stood examining herself in the mirror that hid the camera. She put her palms under her breasts and lifted them.
"Not bad for 32," she told the mirror, smiling at the private joke.
Not bad for any age, thought Carlos. Diane looked spectacular from head to toe, her lovely hips and legs complementing her breasts and face to make her a vision. 'A very desirable vision,' thought Carlos. She was not slim, and not at all fat, but sleek like a swimmer. His cock was rock hard as he watched Diane organize her swimsuit to put it on. Not now, he thought, forcing himself not to masturbate to her. Tomorrow.
Diane put on the blue suit, which was surprisingly brief; Carlos had expected her to be conservative. The top covered her breasts, barely, and the bottom was a thong that covered her mound and not much more. Carlos noticed that she was shaven except for a landing strip above her pussy. Good, he liked bare skin when he was pleasuring a woman orally. And this one he could eat all day.
Just then the husband came out of the bathroom and saw Diane for the first time.
"Wow! Who are you? You can't be my wife - she doesn't wear bathing suits like that. Whoever you are, you look incredible!"
Diane turned to look at him. "Don't be silly," she said. "I decided to be more daring on this trip. I thought you would like it"
"I love it!" David exclaimed. "Now I just have to figure out how to keep all the Latin lovers away from you."
"Oh my god. I thought that women would be wearing suits like this here, so I'd just be one of the crowd. I have a similar one in black for tomorrow and a white one as well. I'll be wearing a coverup away from the pool or beach, not parading around like this."
"Now I really hate having to go to meetings this afternoon," David told her. "I'd much rather be looking at you in that suit."
"You'll have plenty of time for that," Diane told him. "Now let's go check out the pool and the beach.
Carlos reversed the video and watched Diane strip several times, his cock aching for her as he did. He texted Juan to join him. When Juan arrived, Carlos showed him the video of Diane stripping and putting on the bikini.
"She is a goddess," marveled Juan. "Surely the finest we have ever seen."
