Linda and I had been married for 4 years and this is the very first chance we have had to get away on our yacht for a long holiday. We have been very much in love ever since we met and we didn't have a very long engagement and were soon married. My name is Brenton and I am 36 years old. I am in very good physical condition and I work out regularly in my own private gym. I am quite wealthy having been left money by my parents when they were killed 6 years ago.
Linda is just 29 but the age difference doesn't even come into our thoughts - we are very compatible and enjoy sex whenever we can. Linda is a beautiful young woman and I feel privileged to be married to her. She is tall, 5'10" in her bare feet and she has a lovely slim build with beautiful large breasts. Her breasts are definitely her best feature along with her long and shapely legs. She has fair hair and a beautiful face. She is truly a beauty having done a deal of modeling before we met - her photograph has appeared on many front pages of magazines.
We met at a party which was thrown for one of my friends and she was there with another man. Somehow we met during the evening and began talking and drinking and soon the other man was forgotten and she was with me. I made it a definite rule when I went to parties that I never allowed anyone to tell the other guests that I was wealthy because it brought forth a group of gold-diggers every time. Once I found a very attractive girl and I took her to a motel instead of my palatial home and we spent the night making love and enjoying each other. Before I drove her home next morning she said, "Well, I hope you have made me pregnant because I want to marry you and be able to spend all of your money with you!" That was the end! From then on my friends knew better than to reveal anything about me which would indicate my wealth. Fortunately that girl didn't become pregnant and I never saw her again.
Linda and I chatted for hours and forgot about being at the party and just had a good time. When it was time for her to leave I offered to drive her home. Her partner couldn't be found so I drove her to her apartment and having escorted her to the door I left her but asked for another date and was granted my wish. What I didn't know at the time I was saying goodnight to her at the door of her apartment was that the man who had brought her to the party was in fact inside waiting for her to come home - they were living together. She didn't mention anything about him to me.
We had our first real date and enjoyed a lovely meal and a stroll along the beach afterwards. Again I drove her to her apartment but didn't go inside - we kissed at her door and I left her - again setting a date for a couple of days hence. I felt like a young lover even at my age - I was starting to fall in love with Linda. It wasn't until out third date that I was invited inside her apartment and I was surprised to see evidence of a man living there. He wasn't home but when I asked her about him she told me he was leaving the very next day because she was finished with him. That was when I stepped into her life properly. True to her word the man she was living with left the next day and that was the end of him.
Linda told me from the outset she had been very sexually active and I must admit I got quite a kick out of listening to Linda telling me the things she had done with the various men in her life. There was no doubt she had been a very well fucked young lady but now she has settled down with me and she is a completely different woman.
The day on which her former lover moved out was the day I first fucked Linda! Oh how I loved making love to her and her beautiful body. She was the essence of love and could make her body entwine around me so beautifully it was an absolute pleasure to make love to her. I didn't tell her anything about my riches until we were engaged. Certainly we had fucked many times before we were engaged and we got to know each other very well but I kept all knowledge of my real life from her. I rented an apartment not too far from hers and told her that was where I lived and she had no idea I owned a palatial mansion of three stories in the very best part of the city. I really wanted to test her loyalty to me - I knew I loved her and I was sure she loved me but I wanted to make sure she loved me for what I was and not for what I owned in the way of money and assets. She proved my faith in her and she never deviated from me at all. We were in constant touch with each other and I knew she wasn't cheating on me so I asked her to marry me. When she accepted she cried because she was so much in love. She also said she thought nobody like myself would ever want to marry her because she had fucked around (her words) so much with lots of other men and nice men would probably consider her to be used goods! I didn't think that for a moment and tried my best to prove that to her.
After she had accepted my proposal for marriage I drove her to the most expensive jewelry store in the city and bought her an engagement ring which cost $40,000! You should have seen the look on her face when she selected the ring from a whole pad of rings without prices and when she had chosen hers I just nodded to the assistant, whom I knew, and we left the store. It was only later in the evening she eventually found out how much the ring cost and she almost fainted. I had previously told her I was into banks but I hadn't told her I owned five of the largest private banks in the country. I then felt obligated to show her my home and to tell her the truth about my wealth.
When she saw my mansion and my two servants she almost collapsed and I had to hold her to support her. She inspected my home and gave me a big smile and told me she knew why I hadn't told her I was rich before - she told me too that she was glad she had obviously passed the test. When she saw my garage with 6 cars in it and then I took her to see my yacht she was overwhelmed! On the spot she vowed she would always be faithful to me and never leave me nor disgrace me ever.
Of course Linda didn't have any need to work but she involved herself in charity work and was very well received by all of my friends. She is such a likeable person it would be hard to find anyone who wouldn't like her.
After our wedding Linda moved into the mansion. She quickly adapted to this style of living and proved to be a wonderful wife. Sex with Linda was absolutely wonderful - she always gave 100+% effort every time we made love. She had this wonderful way of making me feel so loved every time I was near her. When we married one of the vows which we made together at the service was that we would always love each other and would never do anything with anyone else without the express permission of the other partner! Linda had wanted to place that unusual piece in her vows because she knew I understood about her past but she wanted me to know she would never betray me ever unless it was with my permission. I had no doubts about her sincerity and told her we didn't need that vow but she insisted. So it was included.
We spent a wonderful four years together having all sorts of holidays every few months to different parts of the world and we loved every moment of these times together. I owned a private jet which conveyed us around the world on command and my pilot was always available at almost any time. We traveled to opera in other countries and we attended sport in different parts of the country and she really enjoyed the life of a rich man's wife. Linda, of course, had complete freedom to do anything she wanted. She had her own bank accounts, credit cards and access to the best stores in the land but she never abused her position and always spent money wisely.
At long last I cleared my work load for a whole 2 months and we set off on my yacht. It is a palatial yacht - just the right size for us two plus the captain and the crew of 2 - and I always wanted to be on it but pressures of work kept me away from it. Now nothing was going to keep me from enjoying this holiday. We gave instructions to the captain to cruise around the ocean and when we were near the coast of any country we would call into their ports and spend some time with the locals. The captain was a charming man who knew his job very well. He also kept the rest of the crew in shape and we had a lovely cruise. The cook prepared meals fit for a king and the only other woman on board was the cook's assistant who also doubled as a waitress for meal but otherwise did the cleaning on the yacht.
We had been at sea for about 9 days when the captain told us we were about 50 nautical miles off the coast and there was a small fishing port ahead - did we want to call in there? We had already been to a number of small towns and enjoyed the look around and the hospitality. I told him to make his way in and we might spend a couple of days here if it looked like a nice place. Every now and again I would give the crew a chance to get away from the yacht even for a couple of days so they wouldn't get tired of being at sea and looking after us. They appreciated this.