I'm a mid 40's woman going all through all the usual bs of life. Stress at work, the stress of aging relatives, stress from my children, the list goes on. My husband and I have a good sex life. It has had its ups and downs but he has always been interested. Now that the kids are older we have more time to ourselves and things have picked up again. I have never strayed and never seriously thought about it. We all have urges and attractions but I get all I want at home, so why stray?
With all the stress going on in my life, my husband and I agreed that I should have a relaxing vacation on my own. It's decided that I will go to a resort in Jamaica that I have always wanted to go to. Traveling on my own, I have a couple of drinks at the airport and then a couple more on the plane. After landing I hop on the shuttle and grab a couple of beers. I'm sitting in the back of the bus and I'm pretty drunk. There is a group of three young black guys traveling together sitting near me. The one sitting closest to me introduces himself as Sam and starts a conversation with me. He's flirty with me but I'm drunk and he's really hot so I love it. In the conversation, it comes out that I'm traveling by myself and left my husband and kids at home. "Naughty," Sam says.
"Nope. I'm a good girl," I say.
"I bet," he says.
"I'm good at everything," I say, surprising myself with my boldness.
"I plan to find out," Sam says.
"What do you plan to find out?" I ask.
"A lot," he answers, "First off, how good you are with your mouth."
"Is that all guys care about? Getting their dicks sucked?" I ask.