Barb, I got a big promotion at the bank!!" I announced, as I entered the house.
My beautiful wife of 17 years turned around from the stove of our spacious kitchen, and hurried over to hug me as I strode across the room. "Oh that's wonderful darling. I am so proud of you! You deserve it!" she smiled her teeth perfectly white. She pressed her well-toned body into me as we embraced.
My wife has a beautiful body! Even after 2 kids, Barb's voluptuous body has been kept in shape by her daily exercise at the women's gym in town. Her legs, thighs, and bottom are that of a 30 year old. You would never guess she has two teenage children, or that she was 38 years old. She always dressed in attractive color-coordinated outfits. Her clothes were elegant but conservative. She did not even own a sleeveless shirt. Barb always wore her make-up, and she looked as though she visited the beauty solon seven days a week. She didn't. She was just a naturally neat and elegant lady with a hair never out of place.
As we hugged and laughed, I could feel her natural D-cup breasts press into my chest. With her neck high pressed blouses downplaying her figure, you would never guess she had firm, natural bosoms capped with ultra large and ultra sensitive nipples. As we finished our hug and parted, I could make out to Barb's brown nipples through her white blouse. They had become suddenly erect from our spontaneous embrace. Her erect nipples were pressing against the material of her bra and blouse pointing right at me. If she had realized this, she would have quickly crossed her arms to cover up. My wife was very prim and proper, always changing clothes behind a closed and locked bathroom door. We made love only once every two months, and always with the lights off in the missionary position. She was passionate, yet always reserved during sex. She always seemed in control of herself.
As my wife returned to preparing our dinner, I said to her, "Barb, honey I am going to celebrate my promotion by taking my lovely wife to the islands!"
"Oh my goodness! Honey, are you serious?" my wife gushed.
"Yep!" I said. "I have already made the arrangements! We leave day after tomorrow. The kids are staying with my parents."
"You are tremendous, honey! I love you!" my wife gushed. "I will need to tell Amanda, that I cannot make it to our garden club meeting, and I need to notify Jane that I will miss our bridge game. We always have an alternate." Wow, I thought, these women were always organized to the last detail. My wife's friends were just like her. They always displayed the proper social etiquette from the book of manners. Barb would not even watch R-rated movies, or anything approaching that subject matter.
Two days flew by and we found ourselves arriving on the island of Aruba in the tropical wonderland of warm sun and cool breezes. We taxied to our resort overlooking the crystal blue ocean and checked in to our two-room suite. Our accommodations were luxurious and spacious.
As we settled in our suite, my wife asked. "Oh darling are you sure we can afford this? This suite is beautiful and we have a living room and a bedroom to relax. You are something else!"
We slept soundly that first night. The warm breeze of the ocean was hypnotizing as it passed through our bedroom window, which we left open in the night. We did not make love, since we were both exhausted from our travel. We awoke the next morning more rested and alive than we had been in years. What a great night's sleep, we thought!
After a late breakfast, we decided it was time to go down to the beach. My wife took her bathing suit from her suitcase and skipped off to the bathroom to change. As the bathroom door closed, I heard the clicking of the lock as she began to change into her beach attire. I quickly changed into my suit and waited for my sweet wife to join me. I heard the door to the bathroom open as my wife came strolling out into the living room of our suite. Barb had transformed herself into true island goddess. She had brought a pale blue, one- piece bathing suit on our trip. Her body filled out the suit perfectly. Her beautiful tan, smooth legs were topped with flared hips and round bottom. The top of her suit held her nice naturally round breasts and large nipples in a conservative cut, which sloped gently into her cleavage. Shinning, dark blond hair capped her 5' 4" frame, and her hairstyle was cut at medium length just above her petite shoulders. As my eyes drank in her beauty, I looked across her pelvis and noticed the plump lump of her luxurious, brown bush hiding beneath the taut fabric of her suit. Barb was not a true blonde, but the contrast of blonde hair and her dark bush was extremely erotic, I thought.
It was near noon as we made our way to the beach. I noticed several men eyeing my wife's figure as we picked out two lounges to occupy and relax. Barb looked stunning lying in the sun as the ocean breeze lapped our skin. After laying out tanning for about 90 minutes, I suggested we take a walk on the beach. We strolled over a mile down the sunny, sun kissed sand along the edge of the water chatting and enjoying ourselves. Then the scenery changed to vacant rugged terrain along the waters edge and fewer people were around. My sweet wife did not notice any change, but I did. As I looked around I saw a topless lady sunbathing just to our right. We must have walked into a clothing optional area of the island! I thought we should turn back towards the resort, but continued on anyway. I guess to see my wife's reaction when she realized we had stumbled upon naked people. Walking along with my wife, I suddenly heard her gasp. My eyes looked into her face and I heard her whisper. "Oh my God!!" She stopped dead in her tracks. Confused by her sudden stop, my eyes turned to follow her line of sight. Approximately 50 yards in front of us, a large naked black man was waking along the water in our direction. He had a smooth baldhead and muscular body with huge wide shoulders .As I glanced back to my still frozen wife, I noticed her eyes staring towards the black man's mid-section. As I followed her gaze back to the oncoming man, I saw why my wife had come to a dead halt. This large black man had a huge dick hanging from his loins. It was bigger than anything I had ever seen in my life!! I was sure it was the biggest dick my wife had ever seen. I don't think she had ever seen anyone's dick but my own. It was approximately 7 inches long and thick, hanging almost halfway down his muscular thighs. It seemed to dance and bob up and down as he strode toward us. It was bigger than my dick when erect! Barb's breathing was choppy as he approached. As he walked by us, he smiled at my wife and said hello. Her eyes were riveted to his big black appendage. He disappeared into the distance giving us a view of his black muscular ass.
As Barb and I turned to walk back to our resort, I tried to lighten the atmosphere. "I guess they grow them big around here, darling."
Barb turned and said, "I didn't know penises grew that big. His ding dong was the biggest thing I have ever seen in my life!!"
"You know they say black men are bigger, honey!" I quipped.
Maybe it was my imagination, but Barb seemed to be flushed across her face and shoulders. I glanced down and held my breath. My wife nipples were as erect as I have ever seen them and protruding through her bathing suit! Had she been turned-on by the sight of that man's big black "ding dong"? My prim and proper wife had been exposed to black man's penis. She had stared at it! I bet she would never forget that sight! As we finally made our way back to our lounges on the beach, Barb promptly ordered a rum drink from the beachside bar. She needed something to calm her nerves! She swallowed the drink in record time. Barb rarely drinks, and easily becomes tipsy with even with a small amount of wine.
That night in our bedroom we made love for the first time in 2 months. Barb seemed much more passionate than normal. Was she thinking of what she saw on the beach, I wondered? Was it the exotic location we were vacationing in? Barb had been turned-on by the sight on the beach earlier. I could tell when I had noticed her erect nipples, after the black man had walked by us that day.
The next morning I told my wife I was going to play golf that afternoon, but we could spend the morning at the beach. My wife ordered a rum cocktail as noon approached. It was not like my wife to drink so early in the day. I had a 2PM tee time and told my wife that it would probably be dark when I returned. I knew there would not be any sex that night, vacation or not. Barb just wouldn't be in the mood 2 nights in a row. I left her on the beach and went the resort's golf course. It was a scorching hot day and I decided to play only 9 holes. I figured I would surprise my wife with an early return, and take her out to dinner. I returned to our suite about 5PM and our room was empty. Where was Barb, I wondered? I looked out the widow toward the beach and saw my wife having a rum cocktail at the pool bar. I was stunned when my eyes wandered to the right, and saw whom my wife was talking to as she sipped her drink. My innocent, white wife was in fluent conversation with the black man we had seen on the beach the day before!! Barb had changed into a crisp white skirt and blouse and had put on her pearl necklace and earrings. She looked so dainty and elegant sitting there next to the big black man, who only had a pair of gym shorts on. She was laughing and talking like she was on a date! Barb would lean close to the huge, black man, as he would talk close to her ear. She was flirting with him!! She knew I would not be back at the resort for 3 more hours and had all this time to herself. All of the sudden they got up from the bar stools and began walking toward the hotel. Where were they going, I wondered? My petite, dainty wife looked so small walking alongside this large black man. Where were they going??
