Jamaican Vacation Arrival Day

Life had been hectic for Sid and Hannah Davis. It had been years since they'd taken time to unwind and get away. Sid worked for a large multinational company, managing teams in Singapore, India, Europe, and the U.S., so it felt to both of them like he was working around the clock. His wife, Hanna, was no layabout herself, however. She worked full-time for a major financial company; in her spare time, she started a nonprofit to help children in developing countries.

Their schedules didn't align often, leaving them with little downtime they could spend together. Although they made a point of setting time aside a few days a week for sex, it felt like more of an obligation than anything else.

It was after one of their scheduled fuck sessions that Sid broached a subject that turned out to be on both of their minds. He stroked his wife's large breasts while lying next to her. "Are you happy with this?"

"Happy with what?" Hanna asked, turning toward her husband slightly so she could look into his eyes. They had been married for a long time and together for several years before that; Sid could read her pretty well. She was careful with her answer, which told him that, indeed, she wasn't happy about something.

Sid waved his hands up and down between their bodies. "This."

She smirked. "Well, I need to lose a few pounds."

"You know what I mean."

Hanna bit her lower lip. "The sex? It's okay."

"Just okay?" Sid knew how he felt about it. Physically, for him, their sex was great. Each knew what the other person liked and didn't like. What bothered him the most was that it had lost the passion it had had when they were younger. Having to schedule it made it worse.

Hanna nervously bit her lip and repeated, "Yeah, it's okay."

"Just say it. It's gotten boring." Sid saw her eyes get bigger, so he hastened to add, "You haven't done anything wrong, sweetheart. It's just the scheduling, and we never have enough time to be together anymore. Come on, you have to admit the passion that used to be there seems to have faded."

Like always, Hannah defended their sex life. "Sid, you're being silly."

He could see she didn't really mean what she was saying. "Hannah, was today as good as the time we had sex on my desk in the server room?"

"You can't compare then to now. I was afraid someone would walk in and catch us." Hannah blushed, remembering the frenzied fucking they'd done on the desk. He had stripped her completely naked but only unzipped his pants. If anyone had walked in, she wouldn't have had time to get dressed before they'd seen her. That feeling of being exposed, and the nerves it had triggered, had made that experience one she still masturbated to.

"You came almost immediately after I put my cock in your pussy, Hannah. How many times did you get off on top of my desk before I filled you with cum? Four? Five?"

Hannah smiled as she touched his face. "More like six or seven."

"How many times did you cum today?"

Hannah looked sheepish. "Once."

Sid raised his eyebrows. "What was different?"

Hannah sighed. "We're in a rut, aren't we?" Saying it out loud made her feel as though a weight had just lifted from her chest.

Sid chuckled. "Was that so hard?"

"I'll show you hard," Hanna said, twisting her body. Seeing the devious look on her face, he moved to catch her hand as it went for his cock and balls. She could be predictable at times. Rolling on top of her and grabbing both her wrists with his hands, Sid pinned Hanna to the bed while licking her face, something that drove her nuts.

Hannah began uncontrollably laughing as she fought to get free. "Okay! Okay! I give."

Sid kissed her lips before moving the kisses to her neck and collarbone. He still held her wrists, so all she could do was squirm as he kissed slowly down her chest toward her breasts.

Hannah moaned. "Sid. You have to stop, baby." Another moan followed. "Please, I have a meeting in fifteen minutes." As she said that, he heard her phone ding, announcing the next meeting on her calendar.

Fuck!

Sid thought. He rolled off her and let her go. "Fine. But this conversation isn't over."

She sat up, touched his face again, leaned in, and kissed his lips. "I hope not," Hannah said before getting up and heading to the bathroom to clean up before her call.

We need a real vacation

, Sid thought as the gears in his head started turning.

****

"I can't believe you talked me into this," Hanna said, a massive smile on her face. They were sitting in first class, flying to Jamaica for a six-day vacation.

Sid had searched for different places for them to get away from everything -- somewhere that was all-inclusive and where the weather was warm. Winters in Chicago were typically cold, and that year, it had been brutal. It had taken a month of almost constant badgering to get her to take the time off. Once she had agreed, Sid had pushed through his vacation request, and three weeks later, they'd gotten on their plane. A scant few hours after that, they were disembarking.

As they approached the exit from the secure part of the airport, they saw a line of people waiting, holding signs with various last names. A tall, dark, older man with a welcoming smile approached. "Welcome to Jamaica, Mr. and Mrs. Davis," he said graciously. "My name is Jaden, and I will be your driver today." His voice carried a hint of the island's lilt.

Hannah whispered to Sid. "How did he know who we are?"

"I had to send them our passport information with the booking."

Jaden reached for Hannah's roller bag. "Let me take care of that for you, Madam."

Hannah smiled. "Thank you." Wrapping her arm around Sid's, she leaned close. "I think I could get used to this." He smiled back and, for the moment, just enjoyed her being so near to him.

With a slight bow, Jaden swept his arm toward the exit. "If you follow me, I will take you to the car." The couple followed, looking at each other as they bypassed the baggage claim area.

Noticing their concern, Jaden smiled. "Since luggage can take some time to get through security, your bags will be brought directly to the resort after they are released." With their unasked question answered Jaden continued leading them through the airport toward the ground transportation area.

Outside, Jaden opened the limo's rear door for Hanna, holding her hand as she entered the car.

Hannah smiled up at the tall black man as she entered the car. "Thank you, Jaden."

"It is my pleasure, Madam," Jaden told her, holding her hand slightly longer than necessary before releasing it.

Turning to Sid, Jaden extended his hands. "If you will join your lady wife in the car, I will place your luggage in the rear."

Sid handed him his backpack and roller bag before he joined Hannah in the car. "Thank you, Jaden."

"This is so exciting." Indeed, Hanna was more excited than Sid had seen her in years.

As the car pulled from the airport, Jaden looked back at the couple, "There is water and several complementary mixed drinks in the refrigerator. Please feel free to indulge in a few and relax. The ride to the property normally takes about twenty minutes."

Sid grabbed a water bottle while Hannah pulled out a purple mixed drink and opened the container. After taking a sip, her eyes got big.

"You have to try this," Hannah insisted.

He took a sip. It wasn't bad, but he didn't plan on getting toasted before getting checked into the resort.

Hannah held up the drink so Jaden could see it. "Hey, Jaden, what is this called?"

Jaden laughed. "That is called Purple Rain, Madam. Do you like it?"

"I love it," Hannah remarked, having almost drunk the whole thing.

The drive to the hotel took the couple away from the busy parts of town. Jaden took the coastal road past large houses with their manicured lawns and gated drives. Eventually, he turned the car down a secluded road and then drove a bit further before pulling in front of a single-story building.

The building looked very modern. The entire front was made from dark glass, and the sliding doors were almost invisible when one looked directly at them.

Jaden stopped the car. "Welcome to Sunset Falls," he said, walking around to the car door. He opened it and held out his hand for Hannah. She was a little unsteady after downing three mixed drinks, so Jaden held her arm gently while she struggled to exit the car. After she stepped free, his other hand moved to the exposed skin on the small of her back, the contrast between their skin tones sending a chill through Sid. He was sure that Hannah didn't think anything of the contact, assuming Jaden was guiding her several steps away from the car, making room for him to exit.

"This way, please," Jaden said, extending his hand toward the door. The hand on Hannah's back gently moved her forward. "The registration desk is just inside to the left."

Sid glanced at the rear of the car where their carry-on luggage was.

Seeing the glance, Jaden smiled. "Don't worry, Sir. You are here to relax. Let us worry about taking care of your luggage."

Hannah smiled back. "He is such a nice man."

Sid pulled out his wallet to tip Jaden, but the tall man held up his hand. "No, Sir. At the resort, tipping is not allowed. Please enjoy all the resort has to offer." He bowed slightly and extended his arm toward the door.

Sid takes Hannah's arm and walks inside with her. "Thanks again for the excellent service, Jaden."

Inside, the dark glass continued into the entryway and registration area, blocking the view of the resort's interior.

"There is a lot of tinted glass," Hannah said as they approached the clerk at the desk.

"It's to protect the privacy of our guests," the dark-skinned woman behind the desk said. Sid noticed her name tag: Sabryna.

Sabryna was about 5'9", with long, dark hair tied up in a bun. Her tight dress didn't do much to hide her curves as she turned around to grab a folder from the counter behind the desk. "Please, have a seat over here." She motioned to a pair of double-wide seats surrounding a small table. Guiding Hannah to one of the seats, Sabryna sat beside her, then motioned again for Sid to sit across from the two women.

Sabryna opened the folder and pulled out some paperwork. She looked at Hannah. "I hope your flight was enjoyable?"

"It was one of the best flights I have been on recently," Hannah replied.

Sabryna began setting up the paperwork and pens before Hannah and Sid. Looking up and smiling, she said, "I am so glad to hear that. If you will sign these, we can get you checked in."

Hannah started reading the document and turned to her husband, looking shocked. "What the hell is this, Sid?"

Sabryna placed her hand on Hannah's knee. "Ahh, well done, Mr. Davis. You followed your instructions perfectly." Hannah looked between Sid and Sabryna, trying to figure out what was happening.

****

Sid had been looking for several weeks. He'd desperately wanted something that would put the spark back in their marriage. He'd loved their sex, but it had become so mundane that he'd feared his wife had lost interest. Images of the two of them sitting like lumps in their favorite chairs, growing old and fat while watching an endless stream of mindless entertainment, had plagued him. He'd begun to fear that loyalty to appointments on a calendar had been all that was separating him from that fate.

They'd both admitted fault, but that hadn't spurred any change. Weeks had turned into months, and it had even seemed to Sid as though the admission itself had made their sex feel less spontaneous and more forced. Sid had kept looking for just the right place. Some had merely been nudist resorts. While interesting, Sid hadn't thought that Hannah would agree. Some BDSM resorts had promised to fix broken relationships. He'd balked; he'd wanted something to push Hannah's buttons but not break her spirit.

His many late nights of searching had eventually led him to chase rumors, more so than established web presences. Persistent as he was, one night, he'd finally managed to locate a valid - though extremely squirrelly - link to a resort called Sunset Falls. It had promised an experience unparalleled anywhere in the world that would bring married couples closer together. It had guaranteed that it would reignite the spark in worn-out relationships.

Finding the place had just been the first hurdle. Without a sponsor, getting a provisional invitation had taken weeks of emails and phone calls. There'd been some unusual requirements. Part of what they'd called their intake process had involved talking to a psychologist. Sid was forced to explain, in detail, the most exciting sexual encounters either of them had experienced. After those sessions, Sid had to expose all his deepest fantasies before detailing every one his wife had confided in him.

The next requirement posed an even more significant challenge. Sunset Falls had required multiple photos of himself and Hannah; the hard part was that they'd had to be nudes. Sid had been nervous as he'd taken pictures of himself in the mirror and had been terrified that Hannah would find his phone when he'd hid it to capture a video of her after a shower. With a few edits, Sid had decent photos to add to their profile. After passing the background checks, health screenings, and photo acceptance, he could finally book their stay at the adults-only, all-inclusive resort.

There had been one additional requirement: something he'd been prohibited from doing rather than compelled to do. He had not been allowed to tell his wife anything about Sunset Falls other than that it was an adult-only, all-inclusive resort in Jamaica. They'd made it clear that if they suspected he had, they would immediately terminate the agreement and have them both removed from the resort.

****

Sabryna moved closer to Hannah. "Madam, be honest with yourself. Are you happy with your love life? Would you like to add that spark you had when you were younger? Do you remember when you double-dated at the drive-in, and your boyfriend slowly stripped you? Do you remember how nervous you felt, knowing your friends in the back seat could see him removing your clothes?" Sabrina touched Hannah's face while her other hand slid up Hannah's side under her loose top, lifting it above her lacy bra.

"Wait, what are you, hrm..." Hannah's unfocused complaints began to fall apart when Sabryna's hand slipped around her neck and pulled her in for a kiss.

Sid knew he couldn't interfere; the same penalty would apply if he did, so he sat and watched as Hannah briefly attempted to fight off the other woman before her hands slowly slipped to lay in her lap.

Sabryna broke the kiss and looked into Hannah's half-open eyes. "Take off your bra, Madam," she instructed while kissing Hannah's neck and earlobe.

Hannah protested. "I can't. Someone might see me."

Sid was surprised. His wife hadn't said anything about being married or not wanting to cheat as the reason for not taking it off, just that someone might see her breasts. The psychologist had assured him that Hannah would be much more open to what this place had to offer after consuming those special drinks, but he'd had doubts.

Sabryna licked Hannah's lips before kissing her again. Then she pulled slightly away and found the intoxicated woman's eyes. "Would that be so bad?" After that, Sabryna went right back to kissing her.

Hannah moaned into Sabryna's mouth as the second kiss heated up. Sid had to adjust his dick. His shorts were becoming uncomfortable watching his wife making out with the hotel clerk.

With her hands on Hannah's shoulders, Sabryna made her tone more forceful. "Take off your bra and hand it to me."

With her eyes half closed, Hannah unclasped the bar between the cups, freeing her mellon-sized breasts from their prison before slipping her arms free and handing the bra to Sabryna.

Sabryna twisted Sid's wife's nipples gently, causing Hanna to moan before turning back to the paperwork. "This is just the standard contract," Sabryna said as she flipped through several places, "Initial here. And here." Hannah no longer looked at what she was signing, and she did not move to pull her shirt down to cover herself.

"Finally, you need to sign here. Excellent. Mr. Davis, you need to sign here. Excellent." Sabryna put the contract into the folder and removed two neck and wrist bands, similar to the glow-in-the-dark kind one would receive at a fair.

"Take your top off, Madam," Sabryna instructed Hannah. Sid's wife gave him a nervous look before pulling her shirt off, leaving her topless in the reception office. Sabryna put an opaque neckband around Hannah's neck and a wristband on her wrist before handing Sid a blue set.

"Madam, your bands will change color to reflect the activity of your choice for the day, provided that you choose before 8 a.m. If you haven't chosen by then, the system will assign you a random activity based on your remaining unused choices."

"What choices?" Hanna asked, growing more nervous. She glances at Sid, whose smug smile did nothing to soothe her. Unbeknownst to her, while booking the trip, he'd been allowed to pick three of her six activities; the resort got two, and Hannah got a blue band for her last day.

Sabryna picked up a tablet and opened an app, scanning the barcode on Hanna's wristband. The app displayed a picture of Hanna, her current location, and her room assignment. Across the top were multiple tabs, some grayed out: Bio, Activities, Chat, and Stream.

Under Bio was a complete list of Hannah's biographical information. It included all of her medical information, her address, and even information about close family members.

Hannah turned to Sid, looking shocked. "What the hell?"

Sabryna gently ran her fingers over Hannah's right breast, causing Hannah to shiver. "The full information is only visible to you, your husband, and select gold members," Sabryna assured her.

Hannah turned to Sid. "It has our address—it has my mom and sister's address!"

Sid turned to Sabryna, annoyed at the invasion of their privacy. "That wasn't part of the arrangement."

"Relax," Sabryna said. "Anyone with access is vetted and bonded. They will not use the information for personal gain." Then, she pointedly changed the subject, clicking on the next tab. "This is where you go to choose your activities.

The next tab had a selection box with a list of five activities, each tied to a color: red for Free Use, teal for Staff Use, black for Submissive, yellow for Spouse-Directed, and blue for My Choice.

"Let me explain each," Sabryna said with practiced authority. "Please hold your questions to the end.

"Free Use: this activity means you will follow the instructions of anyone with a blue, orange, or gold band- anyone, that is, except your husband. During your Free Use, he isn't allowed to interfere or have sex with you." She looked at Sid for a second to make sure he heard her. "The person or persons using you can give you instructions like 'suck my dick,' 'eat my pussy,' etcetera. They will not humiliate or degrade you, put you into bondage, etcetera. If they try, notify a staff member, and they will be dealt with immediately."

Sabryna held up her wrist, showing Hannah her white band. "Staff Use is similar," she said, "but only includes staff members with white bands.

"Submissive means you will follow instructions and obey the person or persons with a gold wristband whose number on their wristband matches yours. They are to provide you with a safe word before they start and must immediately stop if you say it. The only restriction on their behavior is that permanent markings or modifications are not allowed. Let me warn you about the use of your safe word. A staff member will evaluate the situation you were in when you used it, and if they find that you abused it, you will lose the activity planned for you on your last day.