Acapulco Anniversary

Twenty five years; it's hard to believe that we will have been married 25 years come next Valentines Day. Lynne and I married a year after I graduated from State University with my MBA and she from college. The years have been good to us; we have prospered and have two children, both finished with college and making their own way in the world. Life could not have been better. Even our sex life which had slowed a bit in the middle years had improved since we took up some role playing with Lynne being the submissive partner to my dominant control. Lynne is still a lovely woman, only a few pounds heavier than when we married and they seem to have settled in her breasts and hips making for a wonderful hourglass figure. I have kept myself in good shape also with my running and gym workouts.

We live in Minnesota and I don't have to tell you what the winters are like, so celebrating our anniversary there on Valentines Day did not seem too appealing. I went to a travel agency and after some discussion decided to take Lynne to Acapulco for two weeks. There, the weather in February is almost guaranteed to be beautiful. She squealed in delight when I told her of my plans and immediately went out and spent close to a thousand dollars on beach wear and tropical clothes. I, of course, was looking forward the deep sea fishing which didn't interest her in the least.

We checked in at our resort and were taken by golf cart to our villa, which was beautiful. It had a little pool in the very private back patio and a wonderful view of the bay. Two chaises, that reclined flat, and a mini bar stocked to the hilt. All this, with a pink golf cart that we could use to get to the main house, and jeeps available to use when we went to town. It was heavenly and Lynne was suitably impressed.

"Bob, this place is so beautiful. Thank you for making this anniversary so very special."

"Is that the way to thank your Master for something so special?"

That was her cue to fall into her submissive role which she now did instinctively.

"No Robert, you are right, this celebration calls for a special thank you."

When she was in slave mode I was no longer Bob, I was Robert or Sir. She dropped to her knees, opened my belt and pants and proceeded to get me as hard as a rock.

"I want you nude, slave."

"Yes Sir, as you wish," and soon she was standing there in all her naked glory.

Her breasts were not very large and just starting to droop but her ass was still firm and just a bit large for her slender frame. But I loved her more than ever and she was beauty personified for me. I was never so much in love. I shed my clothes and opened my arms to her and we sank onto one of the chaises and made love. Noisy, enthusiastic, passionate love, and ever so satisfying. We cuddled for a bit and exchanged declarations of our love and how happy we were with each other when I suddenly realized that I smelled cigar smoke. Then I heard a chair scrape from behind the hedge separating our patio from the one next to us. We looked at each other and Lynne giggled and ran inside with me following.

"My god," she said, "I wonder if they heard us."

"If they were out there when we were doing it they must have heard."

"I am so embarrassed, how could I ever face them."

"Don't worry. They don't know who we are or what we look like and this place is so big we will probably never see them."

By the time we unpacked and settled in it was time for dinner so we took our cart and headed over to the main house and dining room. It was a lovely place, open to the air and very balmy, so different from Minnesota. Soft music played, the food was delightful and we even danced a bit. By the time we got back to our villa the romance of the place had gotten to us and we made love again but this time in our bed. I took longer with our foreplay and Lynne who was always a noisy lover was even louder than before. We never closed the sliding door to our patio and the whole neighborhood must have heard our coupling. All in all, our anniversary was off to a great start.

Our first day was devoted to exploring the resort and the town. Attached to the main house was a large pool and spa and two lovely restaurants, one very informal for breakfast and for those guests in beach wear and the other for more formal lunches and dinner. There was also a bar poolside and a big one attached to the dinning rooms. We roamed the town and had lunch there and then shopped in the outdoor bazaar where Lynne tried to out bargain the local merchants. We knew we couldn't but we had fun anyway. We got back to our to the resort at about five, stopped in at the bar and had Pina Coladas before returning to our villa, each of us feeling a little buzz from the drinks. Lynne walked out on the terrace and twirled around and said,

"I had a wonderful time today darling, thank you again for this anniversary trip."

"Is that the way you thank your Master?"

She immediately slipped into her slave mode.

"No Sir, of course not."

Again she fell to her knees and took out my cock and proceeded to suck it. I looked down at her and she was so beautiful. She looked up at me and smiled even with her mouthful. I was so happy we had come here. I pulled my cock from her mouth and she made gave me a disappointed look.

"I want you to undress me and then yourself and then I want you to make love to me with your body."

Her grin almost split her face in two. She started with my shirt and as she lifted it off my torso her lips played over my chest paying particular attention to my nipples. After sucking on them and then on down to my belly off came my pants and my cock got a repeat performance. Again I would not let her make me cum. She knelt down as I sat on the chaise and removed my shoes and socks, sucking on my toes as she did so. Then she started to undress and she gave me a strip tease that would have made Gypsy Rose Lee jealous. My god, she was hot. She pushed me onto my back and started at my toes, kissing and licking and sucking, all the way up my body just avoiding my penis which was a steel rod at this point. When she got to my face the kisses were passionate and her tongue almost went down my throat. When I could talk I asked,

"Who do you belong to?"

"I belong to you Robert>"

"Your heart, your soul, your body and mind?"

"Yes Robert, all of that and all my love too."

"I love you with all my heart too."

She lifted herself up and lowered her pussy onto my cock. I watched her face as she took me in and I could see my love reflected in her face. Her movement, as she rocked on me, was slow and deliberant, taking as long as possible before she came and then she was loud and I shouted as I came also. She collapsed on my chest her face buried in my neck and I could feel her heart beating against me.

"You are my Master and I love you so much."

"And I love only my slave."

After about fifteen minutes or so I gave her a swat on her ass and said,

"It's time to shower and get ready for dinner."

She giggled and said,

"Spoilsport, I was having such a nice dream, why did you have to wake me up?"

"Go on get in the shower and I'll join you in a minute."

"OK Bob don't be long."

Slave mode was all gone. As I walked off the patio I again smelled cigar smoke and I wondered, did our neighbor overhear our conversation?

We dined again, just the two of us, drank a bottle of wine and danced between courses. It had been a full and incredibly romantic day but we were both tired when we got back to the villa so it was just a noisy quickie before bed time. I had arranged to go fishing for marlin the next day so we went to sleep early because I had to get up early

I left before Lynne was up and didn't get back until after five. She was not in the villa but then I saw a note on our bed. It said,

"I met our next door neighbor at breakfast, come and join us for a drink."

I went next door and the door was open so I walked right in. There was Lynne in the skimpiest of bikinis, lolling on a chaise with a drink in her hand. She saw me and got up to greet me.

"Hello Robert, I'm so glad you got back in time to join us."

Her arms went around my neck and she gave me a big kiss as she rubbed herself on my body. My cock couldn't help but respond.

"Robert, this is Steven. We met at breakfast and he has been entertaining me all day."

"Call me Steve; it's a pleasure to meet you Bob. How about joining us in a Margarita, I make them special and I am sure you will like it."

He put one in my hand and as I sipped it listening to her chatter and I suddenly realized that she had called me Robert, instead of Bob and she called him Steven instead of Steve.

He drew me into the conversation by asking how the fishing went and I told him I didn't catch anything except a sunburn. We learned a little bit about each other, I had another Margarita and it was soon approaching six o'clock. He turned to Lynne and said,

"I made dinner reservations for the three of us at eight, why don't you go to your villa and take long bath. Come back here at 7:45 and we will go to dinner from here."

"Yes Steven." and she got up and left. I said to him,

"What the hell, you made a suggestion and she took it as a command. What happened here today?"

"I will explain it all to you now. I couldn't help but overhear the two of you for the last two evenings when you made love on the patio. It was very erotic and it made me want to possess her. She is not only a wonderfully sensual creature but she is beautiful and a natural submissive. I am going to enjoy using her."

"Thanks for the compliment but I have no intention of letting you take her."

"I don't intend to take her, you are going to give her to me whenever I want her."

"You are crazy if you think that will ever happen. "

"Bob, don't you feel your eyelids getting heavy. I put a hypnotic drug in your drink and you can't fight it. Just relax and listen to my voice, just as Lynne did this morning. She tried but she couldn't fight it either. That's it, let your eyes close and concentrate on my instructions. Your wife is completely under my control now and I spent the day conditioning her. You opened that door with your little game of domination but you never realized how completely she was into it and now my friend, you are going to join her and be my slave just as she is. Any time I address you as Robert you will go into your slave mode and you will call me Steven and any time I call you Bob you will return to you normal behavior. When I call you Bobby you will agree to everything I suggest. Do you understand that Robert?"

"Yes Steven I understand."

"Your relationship with your wife will not change with the exception that when I want her you will freely give her to me. I will return her to you unharmed however if I choose to mark her as mine you will accept it as a sign of my possession. You want to accept my conditions, don't you?"

"Yes Steven I accept your conditions."

"Good Bob, why don't you go back and shower and get ready for dinner. Come back here with Lynne when you are ready at 7:45.

I got up, thinking what a nice guy he is and how good his Margaritas were. As I was getting into the shower I asked Lynne how her day went. She told me that when she went in for breakfast she was sitting alone when Steven asked if he could join her since he alone also. He said that he was in the neighboring villa just wanted some company. Well it turned out that he was very good company and the morning passed quickly and before she knew it, it was time for lunch. He talked her into having a Margarita with lunch and the next thing she remembers she was on his patio having another when I walked in. She really didn't know how the day passed so quickly. We dressed and returned to Steve's villa at 7:45 ready to go to dinner. He took one look at Lynne and said,

"I don't like that that dress. A black cocktail dress is much too formal for this resort. "Don't you have something with a halter top?"

"Yes Steven."

"Then go put it on and no bra."

"Yes Steven."

I couldn't believe my ears. I would never dare to tell her what to wear or go without a bra and she accepted it just like that.

"Don't you think that was a good suggestion Bobby?"

Suddenly it did seem like a good idea.

"Yes, you absolutely right, she was dressed incorrectly."

Lynne came back wearing a white halter top with wide legged print slacks. The way her breasts swayed as she walked she looked like a sex goddess. She said,

"Does this meet with your approval Steven?"

"Absolutely my dear, you look gorgeous."

"What about you Bobby, don't you think this is a better look for her?"

"You couldn't be more right Steve."

I had to admit that she was a knockout in that outfit and so sexy too. But I also noticed that as Bobby I was beginning to agree with his ideas all the time.

We got to the restaurant at eight and again it was a lovely romantic atmosphere. Lynne flirted outrageously with both of us. I have to admit she had me hard most of the night. The music was mostly Latin. Rumbas, salsas. mambos, and congas and she danced them all, either with me or Steve and she had every ones attention. The way her ass was moving and breasts were shaking inside of that halter, it must have given every man in the place a hard on. She wasn't sluttish or outrageous, just having a boisterous good time and it infected the whole place. When we had a slow dance she molded herself to me and told me again that this was the best vacation we ever had and it was a wonderful way to start the next 25 years of our marriage. We finished dinner and the three of us got in our cart to go back to our villas. Then Steve suggested that we stop at his to have a night cap. Again, of course, we agreed with his suggestion and when we got there he brought out a pitcher of his special Margaritas. As we sat sipping our drinks he said to me,

"Bobby, I think you should sit in that chair and not move a muscle until I tell you to get up."

"Lynne, I want you to stand in front of your husband, facing him," she did as told.

"He is your husband and your Master, is he not?"

"Yes, Steven he is my Master and I always obey him."

"But when I am present who will you obey?"

"Oh Steven, you know I am your slave also and that I will always obey you before him."

He moved behind her and his hands slipped inside of the halter from each side. I saw her eyes close and her head lean back against his shoulder as he twisted her nipples. Her hips started to move and her ass rubbed against his stiffening cock. She was surrendering her body to him. I was about to object when he said,

"Bobby, don't you think I deserve to use her for my pleasure?"

I struggled before I answered,

"Sure Steve, she is a beautiful sexy woman and you do deserve her."

"Thanks Bobby, I'd like you watch while I do just that."

He undid the button behind her neck and the halter fell from her breasts. I watched with tears streaming down my face as she turned and offered her tits up for him to suck. He unbuttoned her slacks and they fell to the floor with her panties and he turned her naked body back to face me.

"Open your husband's pants and take out his cock," she complied.

"Pleasure him with your mouth but did not let him cum."

She kissed me on my mouth and murmured,

"I love you so much," and then kissed her way down my body until she reached my cock.

She licked it and teased it but never sucked it and it became a flag pole. She was bent at the waist, making mewling noises when he, naked now, moved behind her and slid his cock into her. His eyes were on mine and I could see, in his eyes, the superiority he had over me while he could see the pain in my eyes while he fucked her. She was always vocal and was more so now.

"Steven I love when you fuck me. You are my lover and my Master. Fill me. Fuck me. Use me for your pleasure. "

He slow fucked her from behind and then he said,

"Make him cum."

She took me in deep, into her throat I think, which she had never done before, and I came. She came with me and so did he. She swallowed every drop and licked me clean then turned to him and cleaned him also. She was his whore and I still loved her. I watched for several hours, unable to move, while he used her in every way imaginable. Tit fucked, cunt fucked, ass fucked, mouth fucked. I don't know if he came every time but she seemed to love it and she came more times than I could count. I never knew a woman could be so insatiable. Finally at about three in the morning he said to me,

"Get up Bobby and take her back to your villa. Clean her up and bring her back to me after lunch tomorrow. You and I have to have a talk."

I took her back; she could hardly walk, cleaned her up as best I could and put her to bed. I lay next to her unable to sleep not knowing how to end this nightmare. She woke at noon none the worse for wear, cheerful as could be, and after showering and luncheon; I brought her back to Steve. He was naked on his chaise.

"Why don't you strip Bobby and sit on the other chaise and I am going to tell you how it is going to be. Lynne, honey, get naked and lie down here between my legs with your head on my thigh. Don't suck me, just kiss my cock and make love to it, don't make me cum. "

She stripped, laid down and with her hands and lips brought him to full erection in no time and he started to talk to me as if she wasn't there.

"She will be like this for you any time that you want and to the world she will be the lady she always was before you got here. It is my present to you for the use I have had of her yesterday and last night and for the next two days and nights until I leave. She is a remarkable woman, one of the best I ever had and you are a lucky man. She is so good that I don't think I will be able to give her up for good. I live in Chicago; it's not too far from your home, so from time to time I will summon her, and perhaps you, to visit. I expect you to accommodate my requests."

My eyes never left my wife. She was like a puppy with a bone, only this was his boner. She was licking it, kissing it and fondling it.

"Of course Steve, you know I will always be willing to share her with you to thank you for your present."

"Lynne baby, that's enough for me now go over to Bobby and do the same for him."

She moved between my legs and with him watching proceeded to give me the same treatment she had given to him while our conversation continued over her head.

"I'm a hypno-therapist, I make my living helping people stop smoking, stop drinking, stop gambling, and even nymphomaniacs stop enjoying sex. In this case I just put my talents in reverse and you see the outcome with Lynne. I spent the whole day, while you were fishing, conditioning her and the results were better than I had expected. I worked on her from breakfast until you walked into my villa and she doesn't remember a bit of it and when I am finished with you, neither will you. I don't do it often but after hearing you two for two evening I couldn't resist and now I am glad I didn't, because she turned out to be something special. In a way, you are too and as I see it, a bit of a challenge. You are still trying to resist me and I want you to give yourself to me, physically and mentally, just as she has."

Up until he said that my mind was only half hearing his words, my concentration was on Lynne and what she was doing to my cock. She had me so hard and the soft sounds she was making as she tongued me made it one on the most erotic experiences of my life. What was he saying; I was to give myself to him, just as she has? What did that mean?

"Lynne, stop what you are doing and come over here to sit by me, I want to ask you some questions."

She moved to his chaise and sat next to him.

"Face your husband I want him to watch you when you answer me. Do you like being a slave to me and to him?"

"Oh yes, I was so happy when you told me that I could serve you both."

"Wouldn't you like him to be as happy as you are?"