The first week of our holiday in St. Lucia for my beautiful wife Katy and I had been fantastic. We enjoyed some of the resort amenities but mostly had just lounged by the pool and enjoyed the sun.
Katy was in her element as she loved to get a sun tan and I enjoyed the succession of sexy and revealing bikinis that she sported each day, all of them displaying her fantastic figure and hinting at even more.
The only slight negative for me was the attention that Katy got each day from the resort staff who all seemed to be young big black guys but especially from one waiter in particular. Mikey (see the previous chapter) worked both days and some of the evenings and he continued to be very attentive to us as a couple but with my wife in particular. He was always suggesting and serving her his special cocktails, all of which she enjoyed and although they were not blatant in terms of their flirting, there was an unmistakable spark between them when he was in our presence.
Katy seemed so different when she either saw him or he came over to us. She was very aware of where Mikey was when we were by the pool and became very animated when he approached, making sure her bikini was in shape and that her lovely blonde hair was perfect. I told myself I was being silly but when we found out he would be serving us for the first time in the evening, she spent much longer than usual getting herself ready and when she came out I was shocked at what she was wearing or more to the point, what she wasn't wearing.
Katy was dressed in a light blue, very short, silky dress which looked like she was wearing a longer camisole. It accentuated her curves and it was clear she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, with the movement of her breasts visible as she moved. The dress came up well above the knee, showing off her lovely lightly tanned legs.
I was open mouthed at the vision before me. She was wearing slightly more make up than usual and she looked like a top model or film star and I again, felt so privileged that she was mine, but also troubled at how she was behaving.
'No bra I see, I hope you are wearing knickers?!' I asked in a bemused way. Katy giggled naughtily and answered 'Of course I am!!' as she lifted up the small bit of material covering her and flashed me a silky white g-string which caused me to stiffen in my pants.
The dinner was lovely - great food and lots of alcohol and Mikey, I had to admit, provided fantastic service. Katy was again, very flirty around him but with the alcohol I had consumed, I was more relaxed and went with the flow as it all seemed harmless enough. I could tell however that Mikey was still very smitten with Katy, particularly tonight in her very revealing dress. He couldn't take his eyes off her cleavage and when I quickly glanced at his trousers, there certainly seemed an indication of a sizeable bulge. This again made me momentarily recall both the black guys naked in my gym changing rooms and the man in the interracial porn movie we had seen back at home who had fucked the white girl with his mammoth black cock and seemingly delighted Katy so much.
After Mikey had served us some coffee after dinner, Katy got him round to talking about the island and how she felt quite restricted being stuck to the resort. She asked him what he would recommend in terms of places on the island to see and visit.
Mikey smiled a massive smile of bright white teeth, contrasting with his coal black face and I was again reminded of the colour contrast of the black man and the white girl in the video. He told us that the next day was his day off and that if she or we (he corrected himself quickly) wanted, he would be honoured to show us around his island.
I was about to thank him but politely turn down his offer but Katy beat me in reply and clapped her hands together with delight saying, 'Mikey that is a brilliant idea, we would love that!' She then put her hand on his arm and asked 'are you sure it is not too much trouble?!' Mikey smiled again but this time in a lascivious way and looking directly at her said 'Hey Katy it would be my pleasure.'
Once again my stomach churned as they momentarily looked at each other before Katy turned back to me and said, 'We'd love that darling wouldn't we?' Of course if I was being honest, I could think of nothing that concerned me more than spending a day off the resort in the company of a local black guy who we hardly knew and who seemed to have the hots for my beautiful, sexy wife. In addition there was Katy herself who seemed to be in a constant state of arousal when around Mikey and who ever since we had watched that movie, gave me the impression that she was thinking of big black cocks when we were having sex if some of the things I think I had heard her mutter in the throes of passion were true.
But what could I say? I knew Katy wouldn't be happy if I didn't acquiesce so I just smiled meekly and agreed. Mikey was delighted and told us he would pick us up around 11am that next day, saying his goodbye with another leering look at my wife after we had signed the cheque.
I wasn't happy however and once he had gone I argued with Katy. I highlighted how we hardly knew the guy and asked her why couldn't we explore the island on our own? Why did we need to spend the day with a virtual total stranger when it was supposed to be our romantic holiday with just the two of us? I then decided to take it further and asked her, 'What is it with this Mikey anyway? Can't you see he can't take his eyes off you? How do you think it makes me feel seeing the way he is around you and knowing we will be spending even more time with him when we could be alone?'
Katy was angry at first and accused me of being 'boring' and 'old before my time' both of which stung me. She then changed tact and grabbing my hand used a softer approach to convince me that there was no harm in what we had planned with Mikey. She told me that we were both young and adventurous and were bored by the resort and what better way to see the island than with a friendly local showing us the best areas?
