This is a story about a married couple that meets a US Army Ranger while vacationing in Cancun.
Captain Jim Maze draped a hotel beach towel over his arm and walked toward the couple sunning on the beach. He made a quick assessment. The man was stocky and looked older than the woman. He guessed late thirties. The woman, on the other hand, had to be in her mid twenties. She was wearing a yellow bikini that accentuated her long tanned legs and flat stomach. Resting on her back it was hard to tell for sure, but her breasts appeared to be just a little over a mouthful. They were obviously forbidden fruit considering the large diamond ring on her left hand.
"Are you guys Americans?" Jim asked.
"Yes we are." Mike Jones replied as he lowered the Stephen King book he had been reading and looked up at the young man.
"Would you mind if I joined you?" Jim asked.
"No. Please pull up a chair." Mike answered.
"I think that one's free." Emily added pointing to an empty beach chair.
"Thank you."
Jim pulled his chair next to the woman. By the way, my name is Jim Maze."
"Hello Jim. This is my wife, Emily. I'm Mike Jones."
"Hello Emily…Mike." He shook Mike's hand. "It's good to run into Americans down here."
"We know what you're talking about there." Mike replied laughing.
"But the local people are so nice." Emily responded.
"They have to be sweetheart, otherwise it would hurt tourism."
"You got that right." Jim added.
"So where are you both from?"
"Kentucky." Emily replied proudly.
"Hey, I thought I detected a little southern twang. I bet you're Kentucky basketball fans."
"Yes we are!" Emily answered.
"It's part of being a Kentuckian." Mike chuckled. "Where're you from?"
"Kansas."
"So does that mean you're a Kansas Jayhawk?" Emily asked with a frown.
"Nope, I'm a Kansas State graduate." Jim lied afraid that a truthful answer might hurt his chances befriending the couple. "That makes me a Wildcat fan, too."
"Great! Emily and I have met a few snooty KU fans at the tournaments."
"They can be aggravating at times." Jim answered as he pulled off his shirt.
Emily pretended not to stare. But it was hard not too; Jim Maize had the tightest six-pack abs she had ever seen. She was fascinated by the way his muscles flexed and rippled as he flopped down beside her on his back. She quickly turned her head and exhaled nervously before finishing her tropical drink. The alcohol left her head spinning. She pushed her shoulder length blond hair behind her ears and looked at her husband. He was smiling from ear-to-ear and she knew why.
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Mike and Emily Jones began planning their Cancun vacation a year earlier. As their tenth wedding anniversary approached, Mike was determined to make it a memorable one. He filled Emily's head with visions of a tropical paradise where couples freely explore new and exciting things. At first she didn't realize exactly what exploring new and exciting things might include.
Mike in a very well thought-out manner began introducing seemingly harmless fantasies. First, and at Mike's insistence, she had shaved her pubic area leaving only a neatly trimmed "heart shaped" area. Then Mike brought home a dildo. Her immediate response was one of total embarrassment. She giggled uncontrollably as she sat watching Mike lubricate the 8-inch "life like" penis. After playing hard to get, she finally relaxed and let him slip the "awful thing" between her swollen lips. The intensity of her orgasm left her covered in chill bumps. Needless to say, the dildo became a regular part of their bedroom games. Secretly, it was a wonderful variation to Emily's afternoon solo performances. It was one of the unspoken truths in their marriage. She enjoyed masturbating but was too embarrassed to tell Mike. She was also afraid that he might get the wrong idea, too.
One night as Mike rubbed her clit, he handed her the dildo and asked her to pretend someone else was making love to her. Although she had already done that many times in the afternoons, it was such a shocking request coming from her husband that she stormed out of the bedroom. Later, after some playful coaxing, she acquiesced.
It finally began to sink in what freely exploring new and exciting things included. It left her feeling confused. One night after a lackluster performance in bed, Emily had asked, "Do you fantasize about other women while you're making love to me?" Caught off guard, Mike admitted that like 99% of men he frequently had fantasies involving other women. However, he was quick to point out that didn't mean he loved Emily any less. He had absolutely no intention of acting on it. Of course, that made perfect sense to Emily since she had similar fantasies while masturbating. Just thinking about another man while masturbating definitely didn't mean she was willing to really do it with her fantasy lover. Just as she had everything figured out in her mind, Mike confessed his tawdry fantasy. "I want to watch you in the arms of another man." The words just came right out and then there was silence.
They both tried in vain to go to sleep that night. The next day they had a big fight. Emily threatened to call off the trip. Mike begged Emily to stay calm. A week passed without any further discussion about Mike's fantasy. Then, as if nothing had happened, they had great make up sex and immediately resumed their bedroom games. Neither spoke about the other man fantasy; at least not until they were walking hand-in-hand at a Lexington mall. As they passed a lingerie store, Emily said, "Would you like to help me pick out a few seductive outfits for our Cancun trip?" Then out of the blue she added, "just in case we find that special someone to hold me in his arms."
Mike was speechless.
Emily wasn't serious about the other man fantasy. She couldn't think of any situation where she would let another man see her naked much less make love to her. Besides, deep down she knew that her dear husband would never allow the fantasy to go too far. The chances of meeting someone in Cancun and then getting comfortable enough to do something sexual was a million to one. It was absolutely unrealistic unless of course you believe everything you read at those "dirty" story websites. So, Emily played along with Mike's fantasy. She purchased a Japanese style kimono and chemise. Then at another store, she bought two mini skirts and a light blue tie-die mini dress with blue bra and panties. Mike was serious about the fantasy, however. She should have sensed Mike's seriousness when he placed a box of Trojan Lubricated Condoms on the check out counter at Wal-Mart.
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"So, what brings you to Cancun, Jim?" Mike asked.
"I thought I'd come down here for a little R&R before rejoining my unit."
"I thought you might be a military man." Emily replied.
"The high and tight haircut is a dead giveaway." Jim chuckled.
Emily giggled.
Mike looked at his wife and smiled.
"What branch of the service?" Mike asked.
"I'm in the Army."
"What do you do?" Emily asked.
"I'm in the 75th Army Ranger Regiment."
"Wow!" Emily responded.
"We're so proud of what you guys are doing."
"Thank you but I'd rather not talk about the military. What are you guys down here celebrating?"
"It's our tenth wedding anniversary." Emily answered.
"Congratulations." Jim quickly ran the numbers in his head. Maybe she was older than mid twenties. Of course, he had heard that girls get married at an early age in Kentucky.
"Thank you." Mike replied.
They spent the next two hours getting acquainted. They talked about Kentucky and Kansas, their families, politics, and how Mike and Emily met in college. Jim was surprised to learn that Emily was thirty six. She definitely looked younger and he made a point to tell her.
"Emily and I are going on a dinner cruise tonight. Would you like to join us?"
"I wouldn't want to impose." Jim replied.
"We'd love to have you join us." Emily added.
"So, that settles it. We can meet in the lobby at 6." Mike replied squeezing his wife's hand.
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The dinner cruise was on a pirate ship. All of the crew dressed as pirates and the Captain was called, obviously, Captain Hook. The evening was jammed packed with activities, dancing, great food, and a sea battle with another pirate ship. Emily and Mike laughed uncontrollably as Jim played a musical chair game. Jim lost the game, however, after giving up his chair to the lone woman in the game. For the rest of the cruise, Mike and Jim took turns dancing one fast song after another with Emily. It was a great evening.
Later at the hotel, Jim shook Mike's hand.
"Thank you for inviting me along tonight, it was a great cruise."
"We had a great time, too." Mike answered patting Jim on the shoulder.
Emily smiled and embraced Jim.
It was an awkward moment for Mike.
Then it was over with a gentle kiss on the cheek.
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The next morning Jim had already pulled three chairs together and was waiting for Mike and Emily.
"Good morning, Jim."
"Good morning, Emily…Mike."
"Emily and I were just talking about how much fun we had last night."
"I had a great time, too."
Mike and Jim spent the next thirty minutes girl watching. Emily rested on her stomach.
"Look at that lady over there, Jim." Mike said.
