AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am new to this, and Chapter 1 of "David and Kate Enjoy a Vacation" was my first attempt. I was slightly taken aback by the quick flow of comments and feedback (and after culling through some sickos), I am inspired to continue writing the David and Kate story. I aim to put out a new chapter every two weeks - we'll see how that goes. So, for continuity, let's all agree that the last paragraph of Chapter 1 either did not happen - or better yet, it happened at some future date. So, David and Kate did not fly home in the morning, but their vacation continued. Let us figure out what Kate is about and Holly's role together.
David and Kate enjoy a vacation
Kingston, Jamaica, Fall 2022
Chapter 2
David woke first. His eyes opened, but he didn't move. He knew he shared some blame for what had happened last night. But what did happen?
Did anything happen?
Did Kate stay out dancing? Did she follow the young couple back to their room? David's bile-full stomach began to tighten, and he felt a softball-sized knot form as heat rushed to his forehead, and his heart thumped loudly as he lay motionless next to his beautiful wife.
Kate did not move.
She was out sleeping soundly. He got up, made coffee, reclined on the deck, stared at the ocean, and waited for sunrise. David's mind raced through emotions. Was he mad? Did she cheat - maybe she didn't. He wasn't sure. Was he sad that Kate put herself in that position? The dancing was inappropriate, for sure. But it also excited David to see his wife taken or almost be taken by a young couple. David was hard thinking about it.
The sun rose, and the view of the beach was clear, but there were not many people—just birds and small, gentle waves. Kate snuck up on David, placing her soft, delicate hands on his shoulders. "Moring Hun," she said sheepishly.
They sat and drank coffee, watching the ocean churn its waves, lopping on the pale white sand. The awkward silence was too much for David, and he blurted out, "What the hell, Kate? What happened last night?"
"Oh, I don't know." Her head down. "Maybe I drank too much." She said slowly into her hot coffee cradled in her hands.
"Please don't play that game. I want to know what happened last night." David was now getting hot and wanted answers.
Kate put her coffee down, sat back in her chair, and turned to face David. "Really? Are you sure you go down this road? I mean, why are we here in Jamaica on vacation? Isn't it to get away from that slut Holly you have been fucking?"
David opened his face in fake indignation. "No!" he hissed. David had planned for this line of questioning, and his game plan was to deny it. "No, honey. I swear Holly and I work together and are friends only. I have never cheated on you—ever." David lied.
Kate returned to her coffee. "Well, I am not so sure. I saw your text messages on those late nights at work. I even smelled your clothes when you went to bed most nights." Kate's stairs softened, and her lips curled as she looked about to cry. "Are you telling the truth?" She pleaded for an honest answer from her husband.
David saw her defenses fail and moved in to close the deal. He reached his hands out and cupped her angelic face, and their noses touched.
"No, babe. No. I did not fuck Holly. I did not cheat on you. Ever." Salty tears flowed down Kate's cheeks onto her lips. David slowly moved in, and their lips met in a soft, wet, warm blend of lips, tears, and tongues.
David was rock-hard.
And Kate began to react. Soft, short groans escaped her lips. Her nipples, harder than pebbles, pressed forward, begging to be touched and fighting to be released from the thin silk nighty.
David's hands cupped her head, his finger entwined in her thick dark hair, and he broke the kiss. "I understand, babe; I get it. You thought Holly and I were fooling around. But we weren't. I swear." David said with a straight face.
He pulled her close and hugged her as his right hand dropped to her ample breast. He rolled his palm over her nipple, creating friction from the silk. Kate loved to have her large breasts played with and fell back in the chair a few more inches. David opened the thin coverup and ran his tongue over and around her swollen nipple. Kate exhaled and moaned loudly at the same time. It was almost too loud for daybreak on the open balcony. David didn't care. He sucked greedily, and Kate flipped her head back and pulled the back of David's head with both hands into her chest. She didn't want him to stop, but David wasn't going anywhere.
David pulled away and stared into her eyes a few inches apart. "But I need to know what happened last night." Her green eyes stared and silently pleaded no. "I want the truth, and there will be no repercussions. I understand that you thought that I was cheating on you with Holly. So, if anything did happen, I forgive you." He kissed her nose, stood, and took her hand. "Let's get in bed and tell me what happened." Kate followed her robe and quickly pulled off her soaked panties.
David removed his boxers, his rock-hard cock flopped free, and he led a nervous Kate to the bed. Kate silently followed and lay in the middle of the bed, her anxious face staring at the ceiling, composing her thoughts.
"Oh, David, I don't know. I'd rather not." She fidgeted and faced him. Instinctively she grabbed his cock. "I feel bad, embarrassed. I don't know David." She pleaded, then slowly began stroking David, but he wasn't going to let her off the hook. David softly groaned into her ear.
"No, Kate, I need to hear it. I'm good. I saw something last night, but there was a lot I didn't see." David's breathing increased in rhythm with Kate's tugging. "And I take the blame if anything did happen. It was all my fault." David pleaded and gently touched ran his fingers up and down her pussy lips. Kate's soaking wet and swollen womanhood begged to be touched, "Ohhhhhhhhh, that feels so good. David, please touch me.'" She hissed. David avoided her swollen clit and rubbed, stroked, and pulled the outside of her inflamed pussy. The heat was rising in Kate as she fought to catch her breath. David removed his soaked fingers.
"Tell me what happened," he asked. But Kate still stroked David slowly, and now, with wide hazel eyes staring at the ceiling, she said, "To start with...I thought that you were having an affair with Holly." She stroked and stared at the ceiling and gained some confidence. "I didn't feel loved, I didn't feel attractive." She turned her head to face David.
Kate's breathing picked up, and her mouth opened. She stared lovingly into David's pleading eyes and pulled his full cock towards her sopping wet hole. David was on his left side, and Kate was flat on her back as her right let pull up towards her chest, creating a path for David's throbbing cock. Kate's pussy was ready and dripping wet. She stroked her lips and clit with his cock.
Up and down. She stroked herself.
David stared into her face, her eyes clenched tight, her mouth wide open, and her chest heaved as she fought for every breath.
Stroking fast now. Up and down. Harder and harder, she pushed his hard cock over her swollen clit.
Kate felt the heat rise from her soaked pussy and flush over her body. She let out a deep moan. "Ahhhhhhhh...Oh my god."
David almost came simultaneously, but now he is seeking his release. He slid his hips down, hoping that Kate would release his member and he could slide it in. But Kate didn't release his cock; she slowed her pace and lessened the pressure on her clit but continued with a slow, light stoke. She opened her eyes and turned to David.
"Tell me what happened with Holly," Kate said, stone-faced, staring into David's scared eyes. "What?" David stuttered, not expecting the question. His rock harness left his member, and Kate let it flop.
"Nothing," David said like a four-year-old. "What do you mean? I told you nothing happened." His chest tightened a notch, and heat rushed to David's forehead. He struggled to keep his thoughts straight.
"I'm not an idiot, David." Kate rolled out of bed and walked to the bathroom to leave David with his thoughts. David followed, but Kate locked the door and started the shower. He knocked on the door and asked her to open it, but there was silence except for the water flow. David felt lightheaded, stumbled back a few paces, and dropped into a chair.
David's hands shook as he put on his dirty clothes from yesterday and waited for Kate to finish in the bathroom. She took her time in the shower. David couldn't turn away from the bathroom door, watching the steam from the hot shower leak under the door and dissipate into the room. Finally, Kate opened the door and walked past David like he wasn't there. She walked past an invisible David, wet, naked, and confident, with her towel in hand. David watched her dry her firm, tanned body and put on her thin bikini and coverup.
