I would like to share an experience my wife and I had on vacation - one in which I became a cuckold. I apologize for the length of the story but I hope that you will find the read worthwhile.
I am 44 years old and my wife Leslie is 36. Our vacation took us to an adults-only resort on one of the islands in the Caribbean. The purpose of our vacation was to celebrate our upcoming 10th wedding anniversary. Although our anniversary is in March, we decided to go to the resort in late January in order to escape the winter cold.
Before I go any further, I'd like to describe my wife Leslie. Although she is average in the looks department her body is anything but average. She wears a 36C bra and her big, firm, round butt accentuates her hour glass figure. She wishes her butt was smaller but I think it is a work of art. Seeing her butt squeezed into a pair of blue jeans is what attracted me to her in the first place. She has green eyes and her light brown, wavy hair hangs down past her shoulders. Since we do not have any children, she has been able to maintain her figure and she looks more like a woman of 26 than 36. To the best of my knowledge, she has always been faithful to me even though our sex life has gradually lost most of its sizzle. She has never complained but I've always believed that my puny 5" dick has never truly satisfied her and I've usually relied on my fingers to bring her to orgasm. She has never been secretive about her attraction to big, muscular men and, although she has never said so, I'm sure she has fantasized about having sex with the well-hung studs we've seen in adult videos.
Getting back to my story, after we made our travel arrangements, Leslie decided that she wanted to buy some new swim suits for the occasion. We went to a shop in a downtown mall and she started browsing for something to sunbathe in. I pointed out a very sexy bikini on a mannequin. She asked me if it wasn't a little too daring and while I agreed it was, I reminded her that we were going to an adults-only resort which also had a private nude beach. I also mentioned that the resort was frequented by a lot of Europeans and that European women often went topless. Therefore, I concluded, it was not very likely that she would garner that much attention. Besides, I said, we wouldn't be seeing anyone we know she wouldn't be able to wear something like that too much longer. That observation didn't seem to amuse her and she asked me if I was suggesting that she was getting old and/or fat. Having put my foot in my mouth, I tried to reassure her that she was just as sexy as when we got married but that didn't seem to pacify her. I think as revenge she scanned the rack further and deliberately chose a thong-style suit that I knew wouldn't cover her whatsoever. She also picked out a more conservative and traditional two-piece suit for walking along the beach and a one-piece for swimming.
After we got home, she immediately tried them all on and she looked absolutely stunning in all three of them. As I feared, the thong outfit concealed little more than her pussy (after she did a lot of trimming) and the top could do no more than cover her nipples and provide some support for her breasts which were spilling out everywhere. Looking at how sexy she was and knowing that every red-blooded man would be checking her out, I was beginning to regret my earlier remarks.
We arrived at the resort around noon on a Saturday. After unpacking and freshening up a little, we applied sunscreen lotion all over our bodies, wrapped ourselves up, and headed for the pool. We positioned ourselves at the end of the pool facing the main resort building and reclined in the chairs. There weren't many people around the large pool and Leslie quickly seemed quite at ease after removing her wrap despite being practically naked. After quite some time, I decided that the sun was getting a little too hot for me and I told Leslie that I was going to retire to the shade of the bar situated in the pool.
I entered the pool, swam to the bar and ordered myself a drink. Perched on one of the stools, I turned to face the pool and took in the beautiful views afforded not only by the scenery but by the sight of my wife's beautiful body as she worked on her tan. By the time I started on my third drink, a young, nice-looking, muscular man appeared at the pool and headed for a chair not too far from Leslie. Undoubtedly, the sight of my wife's nearly naked body attracted him to the spot as there were plenty of other places to choose from. I grinned knowingly to myself as I watched him and knew what must have been running through his mind. My grin was cut short, however, when the guy dropped his shorts to reveal a Speedo type swim suit doing its best to conceal what looked to be an enormous cock. Even from my distant vantage point, the size of his bulge made me literally gasp in amazement. He picked a lounge which gave him a side view of my wife's shapely body and the sight of her was no doubt a big turn on for him. Lying on her stomach with her head turned away, Leslie did not know he was there thus giving the young man the opportunity to ravish her body with his eyes without the fear or embarrassment of being caught.