As I stirred awake, I noticed the room was bright even before I opened my eyes. It was the sun rising and reflecting off the Atlantic onto the windows of our suite on the Carolina coast. I felt soft warm flesh touching my morning wood. I opened my eyes slowly allowing them to adjust to the bright light. My morning hard on stiffened even more as the sight of April's shapely ass clad in an almost shear satiny pair of panties filled the center of my view. She was crouched on our bed in a kneeling position using her right hand to support her upper body while her left hand held my cock, slowly pressing her left breast across the head of my cock. I shivered as the firm nipple and soft flesh of the C cup tit further aroused my cock in spite of the fact that it had been called on twice not more than eight hours earlier to unload in the depths of April's womanhood.
As I looked closer I noticed the glimmer of the chrome base of a butt plug snugly embedded in April's ass only slightly obscured by the sheer panties. As April shifted slightly the base of a vibrator stuffed in her cunt and held in place by her panties became visible. I smiled as I realized that April's action meant she had taken my announcement seriously that I was going to fuck her silly and take her ass on our four-day vacation.
Day one had been consumed by a family wedding commitment but day two was a strong start with a fun day at the beach with April in a new and enticingly tiny bikini, a great dinner out and a lengthy romp in the sack with multiple couplings. Day three was off to a very favorable start.
Before I describe the rest of our vacation let me share how things got to this point.
My colleagues at work that know me often teased me about my work wives, referring to the two women I worked very closely with. Those that know me better teased me about my work mother and work daughter. Ellen, teasingly called my work mother, was my executive assistant who provided tremendous guidance and support to me and my team. Ellen, about 15 years my senior, is extremely insightful, hardworking, and disciplined as well as a formidable personality helping the team work well together.
Janet, my work daughter, is a young woman who I mentored for the past five years and who matured to be an exceptionally talented marketing professional who recently won multiple coveted contracts and a significant industry award for creativity. An engaging personality, sharp wit, creative streak, and, I might add, exceptionally attractive appearance, had contributed to her success.
Janet has been something of a project. I took a chance and hired her as she had recently dropped out of her graduate program, been divorced by a philandering husband, gained 25 pounds in postpartum and post-divorce depression, and was struggling to take care of herself and her infant son. But her core values and quick insightful responses to my interview questions and Ellen's concurrence with my judgment overrode the recommendation of the HR staff.
As it turns out these two women have had a significant impact on my marriage. No, I haven't had a romantic relationship with either Janet or Ellen. I would be lying if I said I hadn't enjoyed working with Janet and her presence in the office. She is naturally somewhat flirty and affectionate with a seductive voice and killer smile. I've certainly checked her out in various skirts and slack outfits, enjoyed somewhat rare glimpses of her cleavage, and struggle to focus when she wears heels and a snug pencil skirt. But the reality is I've spent far more time monitoring the cadre of men in the office who attempt to interrupt her work efforts or distract themselves with admiring glances and finding every opportunity to take detours past her work area.
I love my Wife, April, and had every intention of fulfilling my marital commitments if at all possible. That said, my relationship with my wife had deteriorated significantly over the past few years and it became very frustrating. Busy work schedules, new demands on our time as our parents aged and needed additional attention and having the kids away at school have fractured the prior relationship. After 23 years our level of intimacy had waned to an unacceptable level. Romantic gestures and a number of attempts at serious discussions fell on deaf ears. My frustration was obvious enough that Ellen picked up on it, making me realize that my attitude was affecting my overall demeanor.
April was in a cute girl when I met her in college, but she has matured into a beautiful woman. Based on her mother and sisters, it was clear the family was blessed with genetics that aged well. April was still stunningly attractive though she made little effort to play up her good looks for me or others. As it turns out, I pick out most of her clothes and even then, she typically defaults to comfy casual leaving her closet and many drawers in her dresser full of barely used feminine attire that enhance her beauty. But not dressing to impress me had become the least of my frustrations. The lack of interest in intimacy and respect for my overall frustrations were taking a toll. There was no evidence that menopause was the culprit nor was there any sign of extramarital activity. At some level I was sure April still loved me but perhaps she didn't like me as much and certainly showed no sign of lust for me.
That was until about nine months ago when things changed dramatically for no known reason. A month ago I discovered why and at that point things changed even more.
Nine months ago my office had an award banquet for outstanding employee performance and to celebrate the end of our most successful year. April accompanied me to the banquet but as it turned out I was seated at the head table next to my employee Janet who was to receive the outstanding employee award. It was my job to introduce and present the award. For the first time in my life, I had purchased a tailored suit that everyone told me looked fantastic. Janet looked stunning. Her hair being professionally styled, a rare extravagance for her, and her dress couldn't have fit better if it was painted on. A tasteful amount of cleavage shiny stockings, 4-inch heels, and a 1000 Watt smile completed the package.
After presenting the award with the requisite handshakes, hugs and photos, I noticed that Ellen and April excused themselves and left the room for what I assumed was a bathroom visit. It was 45 minutes later before they returned. I thought nothing of it at the time but definitely remembered. Later that evening April and I danced for the first time in years. As we turned in that evening, we didn't have honeymoon sex or even older married folks sex but we did cuddle and snuggled for the first time in months.
The changes continued. April showed up for breakfast in yoga pants instead of sweatpants. A cute crop top replaced her baggy button up shirt. She informed me she was headed to the gym to sign up for some classes. That afternoon she was shuffling clothes around in her dresser and closet. On Wednesday and Saturday, we had intimate relationships - the first time twice in a week in ages. Six weeks later the twice-a-week routine had morphed into three times a week and hot sex was a more apt description of our coupling. Six weeks after that April's gym workouts had resulted in a 15-pound weight loss and renewed stamina such that our bedroom antics could best be characterized as wild fucking more reminiscent of college hookups of horny students working their way thru all the positions described in the Kuma Sutra.
In addition to expressing my appreciation I casually inquired as to the reason for all of the changes. April's response was always the same, "I love you." with no further elaboration. I was appreciative of reconnecting with April as my work wives also had changes in status. Janet had accepted a promotion to our West Coast office and Ellen had retired.
