My Wife at the Beach House

I waited downstairs, by myself, for about 2 hours or so. I tried to kill time on my phone but reception was bad, and I didn't have the wifi password. There was a TV but I couldn't find the remote, and couldn't figure out how to turn it on. I didn't want to just go through the man's things, so I basically just sat on the couch, with nothing to do.

After about 2 hours or so my wife came down stairs. Her hair was messed up, her breasts were no longer pushed up in her bra, her face was red and flush, and she was smiling ear to ear.

I could tell, immediately what happened, but it was so much more exciting when she told me.

She came right up to me, kissed me hard and whispered, "we had sex."

"Does that mean there's chemistry?" I asked, with a big ol' smile on my face.

She smiled and nodded.

Before I could ask the next question, Richard came down stairs and joined us. He was wearing a button up beach shirt, which was now un buttoned.

"Why don't you come out to the car with me, and help me get our bags?" I asked my wife.

"I'd rather not, can you just go?" she said.

"Oh, just go with him!" Richard said in a joking tone. He clearly understood that I wanted a moment alone with my wife.

At the car, I asked her what happened. She said they talked for a few minutes, then he made a move, they started making out, then the next thing she knew her dress was on the floor... She also added that he was, "REALLY GOOD!"

"Does this mean we are staying here for the weekend?" I asked.

"oh yeah!" she said, "and who knows, maybe longer!"

Back in the house, the three of us sat in the up stairs den. There was a two-person love seat, and a 3-person couch. Richard sat on the love seat. I sat on the couch, and I watched my wife not hesitate to sit with Richard, instead of me!

"I take it there's chemistry?" I asked.

"In deed, there is." Richard said, as he put his arm around my wife.

"So, what's the plan?" I asked.

"Well," Richard said, "you guys are welcome to stay here as long as you want, if I get to have sex with your wife as much as I want while you're here."

"What do you think?" I asked my wife.

My wife got up, walked across the room, and stepped out onto the balcony that over looked the ocean. By now it was dark, but still pretty warm. She leaned on the railing and took in the view of the ocean at night.

"I've never seen the ocean at night." My wife said to Richard and I, as we joined her on the balcony.

With a big ol' naughty smile, she turned to Richard and said, "DEAL! How would you like me to dress while we're here?"

"How bout we start with just panties, and see where things go?" He said.

"K." She said, as she went back inside, took off her dress and bra, and sat back down on the love seat, wearing nothing but panties.

Richard sat next to her, and I took my place on the couch, and then went over the specifics of how things were gonna work... while my wife wore nothing but panties, so her C-cup breasts were on full display.

His second bedroom, upstairs, was used as storage, but he had an air mattress he would set up down stairs for my wife and I. She'd sleep there with me, but she told him any time he wanted her he could just text her and she'd come, even if it was in the middle of the night, he could wake her up and she'd come.

"you can literally just tell me to come suck your dick, and I'll come!" she said.

When they spend time together during the day, I was welcome to hangout just outside the room, and they'd keep the door open, but if it was in the middle of the night, could I wait downstairs and give them privacy?...Sure!

He also requested that she be naked the whole weekend, while inside the house! She happily agreed to that, and sealed it with a kiss, that quickly turned into my wife and Richard making out while I watched.

"I want unlimited access!" Richard said, while making out with my wife. She responded by grabbing his hand and placing it on her exposed breast!

Not long after that, Richard set up the air mattress for us, down stairs, and we all went to bed. It was getting pretty late, after all. While we were going to sleep my wife said to me, "You realize I'm gonna belong to him all weekend, right?"

"Of course!" I said.

"You're not getting any while we're here," she said, "I'm his, not yours, while we are here."

"I wouldn't have it any other way." I said.

The next morning, I woke up pretty early. My wife was sound asleep next to me on the air mattress, wearing nothing but panties. I gently woke her up, and saw her face light up when she realized where we were.

I suggested she take off her panties and go upstairs and wake up Richard. She smiled and nodded.

I watched as she climbed out of bed, dropped her panties to the floor, and headed up stairs.

After a half hour or so I went up stairs to check on them, and found them laying in his bed, with her riding him cowgirl.

Richard greeted me, but my wife ignored me. Good girl, focus on him!

I told them I was gonna run out and get breakfast, and I'd be back in a bit. With that, I headed out. I came back about a half hour or so later with a thing of bagels and coffee, and they were still going at it!

After they finished, they showered together, then we all enjoyed bagels and coffee on the balcony over looking the ocean. My wife in her bikini, since we were outside.

For the rest of the day she was basically his sex slave. They had sex every couple hours, without fail. He said he was able to go again so soon because of his vasectomy.

She later told me this was some of the best sex she'd ever had, and that includes me.

When ever they weren't having sex, we were out on the balcony, enjoying the ocean, or out playing in the sand!

That night, at around 2am, I was woken up by a text alert. My wife was sound asleep. I checked my phone, it was a message from Richard telling me to send my wife up there to suck his dick. I check her phone, he had texted her too, but she slept through it.

I woke her up and showed her the text. "Oh shit!" she exclaimed. "I'd better get up there!" She was still naked, so there was nothing to take off. She got right up and rushed up stairs.

I did not follow, as it was requested that I give them privacy at night.

After about 20 minutes or so of laying in bed awake, unable to sleep, I pulled out my phone. Reception was still bad. It was a miracle that Richard's text went through, but I Wasn't able to get anything to load.

We had spent the whole day focused on my wife and Richard having sex that I never got the wifi password.

I snuck upstairs, trying not to make to much noise, and found Richard standing in the middle of his room, fully naked, with my wife kneeling in front of him, giving him a 2-handed blowjob.

"Sorry!" I said, "I'll give you guys privacy, I just wanted to see if I could get the wifi password real quick?"

My wife did not stop blowing him.

"Oh yeah, my bad," he said, with his dick in my wife's mouth, "I should've told you earlier, its actually on the fridge, downstairs."

"Gottcha!" I said, and gave him a thumbs up and I headed back down stairs.

Sure enough, there was a post-it note on the fridge, with the wifi password.

My wife came back down some time later, covered in sweat. Her face was red and flush, he hair was messed up, but it had already been messed up. She'd had sex with Richard so many times during the day that I had lost count, but this time was extra hot because I was down stairs.

She laid down next to me, and I could not help myself, I reached down and felt her vagina. It was soaking wet, and super loose. I was suddenly overcome and could not hold out. I moved down into position to give her oral, but she stopped me.

"I told you I belong to Richard, this weekend," She said, "not you."

"Well that's just a tease!" I said.

"Would you prefer if I slept in Richard's bed, instead?" She replied.

"Actually, kinda!" I said. "If you're not gonna let me eat you out!"

"Okay then, I'll see you in the morning." She said. Then she kissed me, said she loves me, and headed up stairs. I did not see her again until the next morning when I went to check on them and found them in bed together naked, her head rested on his chest, his arm around her.

They spent the whole day either having sex, or relaxing on the balcony, again. By Sunday night Richard had had sex with my wife more than I had in the past year! which I actually found pretty exciting!

It was like he made himself a little home-away-from-home inside my wife's vagina, and was having his own vacation there. She was basically his personal sex toy all weekend. She spent Sunday night in his bed, and I slept alone on the air mattress.

On the drive home, Monday morning, she told me she was mine again, now.

"That was probably my favorite of your hook ups, so far!" I said.

"Oh my god, me too!" she said, "My pussy is SO sore!"

"Think we'll ever go back?" I asked.

"If we do, I'll belong to him again, not you, while we are there." She said.

"I accept your terms." I said.

As soon as we got home we began making plans to go back... for an entire month!