I had suggested to Michael, my husband, that we needed a vacation. We needed to go somewhere with lots of sunshine and warmth, leaving the cold gray winter of the Midwest behind to enjoy some sun and fun. The last few months had been very chaotic with work taking up so much of our time. For those who haven't experienced going to work before sunrise and coming home after sunset, it takes a toll.
I began reading reviews of different resorts and decided on Secrets Cap Cana in the Dominican Republic. It is an adults-only, all-inclusive resort, that has beautiful beaches and a fun nightlife. I made the reservation for the last week of March, two months from now I would have my toes in the sand with sunshine bathing my body.
Toward the end of February Michael said he wasn't sure he would be able to go because he had an opportunity to land a huge client that would be the largest of his career and, if you would indulge me on this, that saying something. I of course being a loving and supportive wife said we could postpone our trip until the summer.
Michael knew how much I needed this trip and suggested that I go with my bestie Amanda. Amanda is single, never married, and a leader. I have watched how her peers value her opinion and go to her with their most difficult problems. I reached out to Amanda, knowing she hadn't planned a trip, I explained why Michael couldn't go and asked if she would like to come with me. Being my bestie, she knew how much I had been looking forward to this vacation, and she needed to get away too, so she gladly accepted.
Amanda is 10 years younger than me at 38 but I look to be about her age if not even slightly younger. For the last couple of months, I had been hitting the gym after work to relieve stress and get in bikini shape for the trip. At 5' 3" with light brown hair that gently sits just off my shoulders, a 36D chest, and a full round ass I was feeling good about myself.
Next up was a shopping trip with Amanda for our vacation. Shopping started with new sunglasses, then on to lightweight summer dresses, shoes, and finally bathing suits.
I had pulled some pretty bikinis that were very stylish but according to Amanda not "sexy" enough. I asked what that was supposed to mean and she handed me a couple she thought would look hot-n-sexy wearing. I held one up in front of me and said there is hardly anything here, I can't wear this.
Amanda said, "Tricia, you have the body for it, nobody will know us so let's let loose a little. I went into the dressing room and tried on the first bikini and said there was no way I could wear this; it was completely transparent leaving nothing and I mean nothing to the imagination.
Amanda knows me well enough to know this would be my reaction, which was why she had me try it on so the next, in comparison, would feel tame but was far from. The next bikini I tried on was yellow with the top exposing most of my breasts having only a small patch of material covering my areola, but when tied tightly had a lifting effect enhancing my cleavage. The bottom of the bikini was cut high on the hips exposing most of my ass while barely covering my pussy.
I must admit I felt very sexy in this bikini but told Amanda this was more outrageous than anything I had ever worn, she shrugged. I complemented this outrageous bikini with a nice sarong I could wear until sunning myself.
That evening, I modeled my purchases for Michael and his jaw dropped when he saw me in the bikini, he said I looked stunning. I told him about the first bikini Amanda had me try and he asked why I hadn't gotten it!?!
I said, "Michael, do you really want your wife parading around basically naked with you a thousand miles away?"
Michael's response, "Tricia, you work hard for your figure and have always had a bit of an exhibitionist streak, why not?" It's true, I do enjoy wearing tantalizing outfits and flirting but it is always with Michael nearby.
I asked, "Are you serious, you really want me to wear something that revealing?" Michael simply smiled and nodded in the affirmative.
My inner exhibitionist was instantly excited, and Michael could see it as my face turned a little red as he encouraged me to get it.
The day finally arrived and not a moment too soon, there was a cold rain falling as we arrived at the airport for our early morning flight. That all changed a few short hours later as we got off the plane seeing the bright sun above and feeling that warm hug you receive from the heat when arriving in such a beautiful exotic place. I put on my sunglasses and grabbed Amanda's hand as we walked to baggage claim telling her how much fun I knew we would have.
We arrived at Secrets shortly after check-in, got the key cards to our suite, and headed up to see the room. It had a beautiful view of the ocean and a large balcony that was furnished with plush cozy chairs, an end table, and a soaking tub. The bedroom had two queen beds and there was a beautiful bathroom and living room area.
We were more than ready for a drink and hungry, so we changed into one of our new lightweight summer dresses, cute sandals and headed down to the bar for a drink.
We picked the fresco bar because we wanted to be outside to enjoy the sunny weather as well as do a little people-watching. The fresco bar had seats on one side, and you could also swim up to the bar for a drink from the poolside. I was feeling so relaxed as I gazed upon some of the other guests and slowly sipped my drink, feeling its effect rather quickly, having not eaten for quite a long time. Amanda and I were commenting on the looks of some of our fellow resort guests, some very intriguing, while others had to work to do to get back in shape.
After a couple of drinks, I was starving with a nice buzz and we made our way to dinner. We enjoyed a great meal while talking about all the things we wanted to do which mostly consisted of sunning ourselves, having some drinks, and more people watching.
After dinner we headed to a bar that had live music and a nice dance floor, we settled into a table and ordered another round of drinks. Feeling loose and relaxed, we hit the dance floor soaking in the music and good vibes of being on vacation.
After a couple of songs, I had to use the ladies' room, I asked Amanda if she wanted to come but she said she would keep dancing enjoying some of the sights around her. On my way back I was looking down at something on my dress and bumped into an older distinguished man who had to be in his early 60's with salt and pepper hair, a bit of a dad bod but also an air of confidence.
He said, "If someone is going to nearly run me over, I'm glad it was by someone as beautiful as you."
I felt so embarrassed my hand was lightly resting against his chest as I apologized profusely but he just laughed and told me it was no problem.
I found Amanda but she was dancing with a very handsome man and not wanting to disturb her fun I went to the bar for another drink. As I was waiting for my drink Mr. Distinguished came up next to me and asked if he could buy me a drink, being all-inclusive, we both laughed, and I said maybe next time as the bartender slid my drink in front of me. He ordered himself a drink and introduced himself as Robert, I, in turn, introduced myself as Tricia and we shared some small talk as we enjoyed our drinks.
Robert, seeing my wedding ring, asked where my husband was and told him the highlights of how my husband couldn't make it and I pointed in the direction where I last saw Amanda as being my bestie and travel companion. Robert rested his hand on my lower back just above my ass and felt a slight shiver of excitement run through me as he asked if I would like to dance. Being a flirt and enjoying a handsome man's attention I told Robert I would love to and followed him onto the floor.
We danced to a couple of fast songs, catching glimpses of Amanda from time to time dancing with her new friend and Amanda giving me a wink as she saw me dancing with Robert. A slow song was about to start, and Robert asked if he could have the pleasure, I smiled and said, "Yes, thank you I would like that."
I was expecting Robert to take a hand and put an arm around my waist as we danced, instead, he pulled me close and put both of his arms around me holding me close.
I could see light wisps of his chest hair showing through his partially unbuttoned shirt and feel his body pressing into mine. As the dance went on, I could feel him growing excited, his cock pressing against me, his hands sliding lower until he was cupping my ass. I let him sneak a quick feel before pulling his hands up and smiling, not wanting to make a big deal of it but also to slow him down.
It was getting late, and Amanda found me saying she was tired from traveling and asked if I was ready to head up to the room. I introduced Amanda to Robert, and they exchanged pleasantries after which I told Robert it was nice to meet him and thanked him for the dances. Robert took my hand, kissed it, and told me the pleasure was all his as he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek.
In the room, Amanda and I were laughing about how quickly we found men to dance with and how much fun the first day had been and we had a whole week to go.
I went out to the balcony to call Michael and let him know we had arrived safely, telling him how beautiful the resort was, and that I wished he could be here to enjoy it. I told him about Amanda finding a handsome man to dance with her and he said that sounded about right and asked what I had done while she was occupied. I told him about first bumping into Robert and then seeing him at the bar and enjoying some nice small talk, he knew that meant flirting and then dancing with Robert.
Michael seemed to get much more interested when I told him I had danced with Robert. He asked if we danced to any slow songs, I bit my lower lip saying we had danced to one.
Robert wanted to know what kind of slow dance we had enjoyed, and I told him about Robert pulling me close, getting excited, and then sliding his hands onto my ass but I added I quickly pulled them up. Michael wanted to know why I was so quick to move his hands and I said because I'm a married woman who loves her husband and he said that I was on vacation, and I should have some fun.