The California hotel lobby was packed solid with convention goers and families on vacation. Jamie and Keith were a long way from Alabama and glad to be away from the stress of the wedding. Even though they only had about fifty people there, constantly being pulled in different directions by their families, the photographer, and the caterers was nerve racking. Still, it was nice to have the reception wrapped up and done by 6 o'clock that evening.
Jamie changed out of her wedding gown and into a short jeans skirt, tank top, and new sandals that showed off her recent pedicure. The twenty-three year old brunette had an excellent body that she showed off whenever she could. With a C-cup chest, shapely thighs, and a light but even tan, Jamie was a head turner.
Keith managed to find himself in the same old pair of jeans and a tropical pattern button down that "screamed tourist" all over it. Jamie tried to explain that going on vacation didn't mean you had to wear a hideous shirt with a parrot on the chest but her new groom was not to be dissuaded. Keith had put on some extra weight in the twelve months before the wedding and was forced to get a last minute tuxedo change to accommodate the beer belly he grew. Still he had the same cute face that Jamie had grown to love over the last eighteen months and his humor hadn't left him.
They boarded the plane that evening and were greeted with a free first class upgrade as they headed for the resort. The complimentary wine on the flight certainly put them in the mood. The couple was feeling randy and tried to sneak into the bathroom to join the Mile High Club, but failed when a perturbed flight attendant stopped them and reminded them the lavatory was for single occupants.
Keith allowed his hands to creep along his new bride's thigh and -when nobody was looking- he would extend his pinky finger and tickle her pussy underneath her skirt. Jamie moaned quietly at his touch, They hadn't had sex in three weeks with all the family they had in their small apartment and the build up would soon be at an end. The brunette girl's pussy was tingling and she yearned for a long night of love making. Keith wasn't the best lover she had ever known, but this was their honeymoon and the tropical setting would definitely make things better.
Once they had their room keys the newlyweds dragged their bags down to the end of the hallway where the honeymoon suite was located and Keith romantically lifted his new bride, stumbling somewhat, then crossed the threshold. He almost dropped her as the heavy hotel door almost smashed them both. Once they settled in, however, Keith asked Jamie to retrieve the free champaign they forgot to pick up at the front desk.
"Can't you get it?" she asked. "I want to put on my sexy lingerie for you."
"I have to use the bathroom. You know,
number two
," he told her.
"Fine", she rolled her eyes, trying not to think about the details of his bathroom comment. "I'll get it for you, my wonderful husband."
The new bride grabbed the gift basket from the hotel employee and walked back to her suite. As she rounded the last corner she ran into another couple who were kissing passionately in one of the doorways; the door next to her honeymoon suite, in fact. The woman looked to be in her thirties and was attractive with dark brown hair and small breasts. She was pressed against the door by a tall well built black man with a shaved head and dark skin. His silk button down shirt covered what was obviously a chiseled chest and his biceps strained out of the sleeves in toned dark curves. His big hands were on her ass and his thick lips were locked on the woman's mouth. Her one leg was wrapped around him while her hands were up his shirt exploring his washboard stomach that peaked out occasionally as the fabric rode up from her assault on his flesh.
Neither of them seemed to notice Jamie as she squeezed past them and slid the key card into her electronic lock. The light flashed red and the door would not open. Jamie tried the lock again - red light. She looked over at the public display to her right as the woman was now trying to open up their door as well, her back turned to her lover. But the black man kept distracting her, running his hands along her hips and waist and grinding his cock against her ass. The new bride stared at the large bulge in his shorts that rubbed between the white woman's buttocks over her tight gym shorts. The man was practically exploding out of his clothes with something that looked much bigger than any specimen she had seen let alone sampled.
Jamie felt herself blushing and tried the lock again. Red light. She lightly knocked on the door, "Keith? The key isn't working, can you let me in?" She looked back over at the couple who finally noticed her; their exhibitionism ended with an embarrassed look from the two as they pulled apart and straightened their clothes.
"Don't mind us, we're just having problems with our room key," the woman told her.
Jamie smiled, "Me too." She turned back to knock on the door, calling louder, "Keith! Can you let me in? The door won't open!"
Keith yelled back, "I'm on the toilet still!"
Oh great
, she thought, feeling even more embarrassed as she glanced over her right shoulder again. "Well, hurry up!"
The tall dark man gave a sexy lip-sucking kiss to the woman and stepped back, "I'm going to go get a new key. Be right back." He looked at Jamie, "Do you need me to tell the front desk you are having problems too?"
"Oh, no thanks," Jamie responded in a sing-song voice. "We'll get it taken care of later. Thanks, though."
The big black man winked at the woman with him and walked toward the front desk, leaving the brunette and Jamie standing there awkwardly by their respective doors. There was a long silence and then the younger woman finally introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Jamie."
"I'm Carol," she responded with a wave.
"My husband who abandoned me in the hall is Keith. And what's your husband's name?"
Carol checked her watch and looked impatient as she made small talk. "Oh, that's Victor. How did you know I was married?"
"Oh, your ring. I noticed it. It's very pretty."
"Thanks."
"So.... I guess we're going to be neighbors," Jamie forced a little chuckle.
Carol looked around, "Well, we will be for a couple hours anyway."
Jamie looked at her curiously and was going to ask what she meant by that when Keith opened the door.
"Sorry, babe," he apologized, "I had to drop a load-"
Jamie just pushed him back in the room before he could see Victor or Carol, dragging the champagne basket behind her.
*******
Jamie stepped out of the bathroom clad in a white corset and and thigh high stockings held up by a lacy white garter belt. Her white high heels were strappy and sexy and definitely not what she wore to the church. She managed to pack her veil which she wore over her face as she strutted toward the bed, ready to make their first wedded night together something special. They had been together many times, but the newlywed was determined to make the night something to remember. Keith was half naked on his knees in bed with his ear pressed against the wall. Moans were coming from the next room; from Carol and Victor's room.
"Are you eavesdropping on them?" Jamie asked.