If I had to pinpoint when it started, it was probably during the company Christmas party. My wife and I had flown out to California for the big year end celebration that the company gave for all of their top executives.
I had finally worked my way up the corporate ladder and was now getting all the perks that came with it.
I was now 32 years old, and my wife Joanna was 31. She and I had met during our first year of college and had been together since. Even after all these years, she really knew how to turn heads.
I am your average mid-thirties white guy, not fat, not skinny, but definitely not the poster boy for a fitness magazine. I worked a lot and working out was not my thing.
Joanna was quite the opposite though. She's petite, about 5'4" and very much the looker. She has straight blonde hair to her shoulders and beautiful blue eyes. I was surprised how fast we got together and the fact that she still wanted me through college, even after all the offers she got from other men. We married right after college. After our son was born, she worked hard to lose the weight and she got back into shape fast. She still had her nice tight ass and firm stomach that she did before. Only now, she had much bigger, fuller breasts that I really liked. They didn't have a lot of sag and her nipples were much bigger and fuller now.
Although we enjoyed a happy, healthy sex life, we never really got too wild, except on fun trips away from the pressures of life.
It was on one of these trips a few years back that we both confessed some fantasies. At one point I told her I'd enjoy seeing her with another man. I never thought it would happen. At the time, she wasn't put off by the whole idea, but she didn't have too much to say about it either. Therefore, that's how we left it, and it wasn't mentioned again.
Back to the party:
We arrived at the hotel the day before and enjoyed some wonderful sex. Joanna really loosened up when we were away from home.
The next night we had a great dinner and followed it with a dance. Joanna loked great. She was wearing a green strapless dress that really pushed up her breasts. I knew a lot of the eyes were on her.
During the dance, an old colleague came over. Darrell worked in our Atlanta office. He was black, about 6'5, muscular and had a shaved head. At some point in his life, he was a college athlete and he still had the body to prove it.
I introduced Darrell to my wife and they hit it off. It wasn't long before Darrell had escorted her to the dance floor. Part of me was happy, since I'm not a good dancer. I know Joanna likes to dance so it was nice to see her having a good time. Darrell had the moves and he spun her around for a few songs. Soon, the music changed and Darrell pulled her close for a slow song. I made my way to the bar, but my eyes were on them the whole time. I could see how close they were, his hand was just above her ass. I didn't know what they were talking about but I could feel the tinge of jealousy in me.
The dance floor got more crowded so it made it a little harder to see. I made some idle chit chat with other co-workers and before I knew it, I couldn't find them. I waited a second and finally found them out there. Darrell had his hand further down on my wife's ass and they were pressed closely together. I wanted to run out there, but what could I do? Soon, the song ended and they made their way back to the table.
Darrell was very friendly with me and I decided to just brush off the whole thing. The dance ended soon after and Joanna and I made our way back to the room.
Along the way she said, "Can you believe that Darrell isn't married? He's such a good dancer and was so much fun to talk to."
I nodded along, not sure what to do with the feelings I had.
After January passed, I ended up winning a trip, paid for by the company. They gave away a prize for some of the executives and this year it was a few days down in the Caribbean in a beach cottage. Joanna was thrilled! She couldn't believe we got to go on another free vacation. She basically spent the next few weeks getting ready, buying a new bikini and spending some time getting a nice tan. The best part was that she left her thong on while she tanned. She had the most beautiful white tan line down below. I got a hard on every time I saw her naked.
We flew down and were delighted to find our cottage. We had a nice bedroom, huge living room with a kitchen and our own private pool! It was fantastic. We made love on the first night with the sea breezes blowing in.
The next day we went down to the beach. We were surprised to see that tops were optional. We saw a lot of beautiful people. Joanna laid out in her new red bikini. I loved how she looked nice and oiled up. She turned on her stomach and untied her top. We were both enjoying the tranquility when we heard
"Hey guys, I didn't know you were here!" We both looked up. It was Darrell.
Darrell had also won the trip down and decided to take it during the same time we did. I was wondering if he knew that somehow, but I chalked it up to coincidence. Joanna remained laying down, covering herself with the towel. I saw her glance up at him.
Darrell really was a great specimen of a man. His skin was dark, the lotion on his body made it shine. He had huge broad shoulders and muscular arms. His arms were huge and muscular, and his abs were cut ripped.
He said, "Mind if I join you guys?"
Joanna quickly answered, "Not at all, put down the towel."
Darrell walked around me and laid down by Joanna. I saw him look as she tied her top and turned over. Her large breasts were now right there in front of him. Although they were held tightly in her top, they were over half exposed and her nipples pressed up the fabric.
We chatted for most of the afternoon out there on the beach. At one point I left to go use the restroom. When I returned I saw Darrell and my wife frolicking on the beach together. She was having fun, running and playing in the water. I was glad to see her happy, but not sure where things were headed in Darrell's mind.
When I saw his dark hands wrap around her as he played with her in the water, I felt a big twinge of jealousy run through me. A few minutes later they ran up to me, the water running off their bodies.
We left soon after and decided to shower and change for dinner. I tried to put the moves on Joanna when I saw her come out of the shower, but she really wasn't up for it. It was at that point, I asked her what she wanted to do this evening.
She said "Oh, well Darrell told me there's a big pajama party this evening. It's at a club in the resort. Apparently everyone puts on next to nothing and dances the night away!"
Although I knew I might get to see some good looking women, in my head I was thinking "Great...more dancing."
All through dinner I didn't say a lot. I seriously was wondering what would happen tonight. I loved my wife but I didn't know how much I wanted her to do out here on vacation. Joanna smiled a lot through dinner and managed to put a few drinks down.
We headed back to the room to change. I put on some boxers and a t-shirt. I'd never been to a pajama party, so I wasn't sure what to wear. I waited for Joanna. When she came out, I got the first big shock of the night. She was wearing an incredible outfit that she picked out before we left. The bra was a light shade of blue, completely sheer. Anyone could clearly see her dark nipples pressing out the fabric. Her thong panties were also sheer. I looked between her legs. She had shaved all of her hair and I could see her bare lips through the fabric. It was even clearer by the white tan line underneath.
I looked up at her and said, "You're wearing this? I can see through it all"
She laughed. She grabbed a thin silk robe.
She said "I've got this too."
We strolled through the gardens to the club. Inside, the music was pounding. There were people dressed in all sorts of outfits. Some women wore teddies and nightgowns, others just wore bras and panties. Joanna and I hit the dance floor. I had to admit, I was having fun. All of the scantily dressed people made this a great dance.
After 2 or 3 songs, I got drinks for us. Joanna put hers down in no time flat. She then pulled me back out there to dance. About 1 hour and 3 drinks later, I excused myself to the restroom. When I came back, Joanna was nowhere to be found. I walked around, searching for her through the scantily clad dancing bodies. Then I found her.
There she was, out there on the dance floor. And, Darrell had both hands around her. Darrell was shirtless, just wearing white linen shorts. The one thing that got me was that Joanna had lost the robe. She was there in her sheer bra and panties. I knew Darrell could see it all. When the lights spun around the dance floor, I'm sure he got an eyeful.
I stood there. What else could I do? The songs flashed by, slow, fast, slow, fast. They kept dancing. I didn't know if Joanna saw me or not. They never really moved a lot. From time to time, I saw Darrell brush his hands across her ass. His large black hands clutched her small bottom. After the song ended, I saw Darrell head to the bar.
Joanna walked up. "Hey," she said.
I looked at her and said, "You ready to go?"
She said "Yes, but I invited Darrell over for a swim. We are both sweating out there and I thought it might be a nice way to cool off."
I looked at her...puzzled as to whether she was doing this to me on purpose or being nice.
I said, "Ok, we'll wait for him them"
She said "Oh, go ahead, I'll see you there."