My Name is Jan. I am 35 years old and have been happily married to my husband James for the last 4 years. In all the time of knowing James I had harboured a secret, a dark secret of desire. This is my story of a dream come true an awakening of passion and the changes that it brought about that would change our relationship forever.
It was late autumn and James and I had been planning a holiday. We had looked on the internet for a last minute deal for some sun before the long winter set in. Flicking through pages of deals leaving shortly one caught our eye. It was a fly cruise to the Caribbean touring the Islands to the East. It sounded just right an all inclusive ten days of lying in the sun sipping cocktails and visiting far off Caribbean islands.
We booked up and immediately shot off to the shops to get bikinis and summer clothing. I thought to myself as I stood in a designer boutique "What the hell I will not meet anybody I know so I'll treat myself and my husband to the tiniest sexiest bikini I could find. (I also brought a sarong to cover up if I felt too conspicuous.)
The holiday was here in a flash and before we knew it we were flying over the Atlantic and landing in Miami. We stopped the night in a hotel before boarding the ship the next day. The ship itself was amazing all plush and luxurious. We had never experienced anything like it. Our cabin had a balcony looking out to sea and the service was outstanding people could not do enough for us.
On our first night we settled down at the bar before dinner. A talk dark man serving at the bar took our drinks order "Welcome madam, sir. My name is Thomas but call me Tom. What can I get you Guys?" Tom was tall, dark brown skin and eyes and very well built. I would say he was about 25 years old. Best of all his smile was white as snow and filled his face. He was quite simply gorgeous and I was smitten with his charm and good looks. "Where are you from Tom?" I asked "I am from St Thomas madam in the Us Virgin islands hence my name. We will visit there in three days time. My home is the most beautiful place in the world." We sat for a couple of hours chatting to Tom before dinner and felt quite tipsy by the end of the evening. I confess I hogged Tom's attention for that time probing him about his home what to do, where to go, and about his life on the ships.
When we finally returned to our room that night feeling very relaxed James turned to me in bed and said. "You where quite taken by Tom weren't you." Being a bit drunk I confessed that I did fancy him. "I didn't know black men were your thing." James asked. "Well doesn't every bad girl fantasise about having black, you know what with the downstairs reputation and all that." I can't believe looking back I was so candid and honest. But that night James got so horny with me. We kissed passionately and James slid down under the bed sheets to kiss my pussy which was already hot and moist thinking about Tom. As he lovingly kissed and licked at me I closed my eyes and imagined it was Tom that was so expertly pleasuring me.
The next couple of days continued with our regular time spent chatting to Tom over drinks and enjoying the cruise and all the sites it had to show us. It was like living a different life away from home away from all the chores and hassles of working life. James and I where like honeymooners again making love every night relaxed and happy in each others company. But every night I would fantasise that it was in fact Tom that was fucking me. Dreaming of his big firm muscles holding me his dark eyes fixed on me and a big white smile on his face as he enjoyed my body, and of course his thick long black meat inside me. It was the hardest bit to imagine as my husband James had only six inches and I craved to be fully filled by a thick rod to fuck me fully and completely.
Each night Tom would compliment me on my clothes and how I looked. He was so attentive and kind knowing just how to make a girl feel special. Always with that big warm welcoming smile. On the third night we where to be visiting St Thomas Island the next day. I asked Tom if he would be visiting family or have any time off. He said that his family had mostly moved away but he would have the day to himself to drink rum and relax for the day as he had saved up his time off so he could always be free on the days he was home. "You must enjoy the best parts of the island not just what the tours show you." I will take you both to the best rum distillery and the best beach if you like." I looked at James and he nodded "Great are you sure Tom it is your day off and all. We do not want to impose ourselves on you." Said James my heart sank as he spoke. "No Please James and Jan it would give me such pleasure to show you my beautiful home, you will be my guests for the day." "Ok" I blurted out before James could say anything more that might put Tom off the idea. That night I lay in bed excited at the prospect of being in Toms' company for the whole day and privately with his attention fully on us."
The next day came and in true Caribbean style the weather was hot. I put on my skimpy bikini and sarong and we set off to meet Tom. As we left the ship an old open top Cadillac pulled up along side the ship honking its horn. It was Tom. We jumped in with me in the front and James in the back. Tom was wearing only a pair of shorts. His muscles where so defined and smooth I could not keep my eyes off him. Looking down to his shorts I saw a distinct bulge of a sleeping snake curled up and restrained by the thin material. I immediately felt my crouch moisten and get hot.
We drove to the Rum distillery in the hills over St Thomas. Tom was well known and welcomed by all. We sat at the bar and were served fresh banana and rum cocktails. To say that they where strong is an understatement. "Good?" Said Tom "Yes I spluttered very good any more of those and I'll be on my back." Tom looked into my eyes and simply winked with that big smile of his. He was different today the formality had gone and he was relaxed. He laughed a lot and was far closer with us putting his arm on James back as we walked and hugging me often. When he did I caught his scent a musk hormonal scent that drove me wild with desire. "You will have to watch your woman James she looks so fine and the men on this island are very viral we only have to look at a woman to make them pregnant." I was relaxed by the rum as was James "Better not take that sarong off then Jan." "What like this you mean?" I said as I stood and slipped the sarong from my waist to expose my tiny thong bikini bottoms. The bar clapped and whooped. James laughed and clapped along. "Come on you two before you get in trouble. The men here will service your wife James if we stay any longer." "So let's stay then he looked at me laughing."