NOTE: This story contains wife sharing, swapping, and some male bi-sex. If you don't like that stuff, don't read it. This is the second half of day 2 of the vacation. This is a fantasy and it never happened. It probably couldn't happen. If that also bothers you, then stop now. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy the fantasies of an old guy.
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"So, do you want me to ride you again before we go or do you want to ride me?" Cheryl asked.
"Well, I'd like to do both, but if we don't go now, we won't make our paddle boarding tour."
Cheryl agreed and she had quite a few orgasms. She was just thinking of me. I told her there would be plenty of time. Although, I'm not sure why, I did let her in on the secret about my record.
"So, I've had two orgasms today. Five is my record since I hit about fifty or so, and two of those were from masturbating. Marti and I normally don't even have sex every day so I'm not even sure what I can do. I'm sort of surprised at three orgasms yesterday and now already two today.
"Really," she said. "That's pretty good for an old guy. Maybe I'll have to make sure you get six today? It will be my Christmas present to you."
"I'd love for you to help me break the record," I said.
We left for our paddle boarding tour holding hands. We arrived for instruction and paddle board check out still holding hands. We got some funny looks. I hadn't thought about the fact that I was old enough to easily be Cheryl's father, almost her grandfather. We began the paddle boarding session. It was great fun. I stayed a little behind Cheryl so I could watch her lovely muscular body paddle the board and watch her ass tighten up with each stroke. She figured out what I was doing, and she slowed down until I caught up to her. "My turn," she said. "get up there old man so I can check you out."
I obeyed and paddled ahead. We made it to the arch and walked around. We shot some pictures of ourselves and the scenery. We asked some of our fellow paddle boarders to take a few of us. They were pretty innocent, but Cheryl insisted we have a couple taken of us kissing. She held my cock in one of them.
After a while we got back on the paddle boards and went back to the resort. It was dark by the time we got back and we were tired. We sat in the hot tub for a while and kissed and played. We figured that the others would be back already or at least soon so we got out. Sure enough, Marti was back in our room when I got there. She had just arrived back and was in the shower, so I joined her.
We played around in the shower and then got out and dried off to get ready for dinner. We talked about our day and how much fun we had paddle boarding and snorkeling. I told Marti about the playful time with Cheryl and she said the guys would pull down her bathing suit top and kiss her breasts whenever no one was looking and even a couple of times when they weren't sure. They also kissed her just about every time she came up above water. I told her I was ready again to fuck her, but she said I had to wait until after dinner since Chuck, Cheryl and Pete were now expecting us.
It was Christmas Eve dinner, so the resort had a special menu for dinner. We had a little surprise when the older woman I had "met" in a tug-o-war over the exercise mat joined us alongside Pete. The six of us enjoyed our time together.
The new woman was Kathy. She was indeed 65 years old. I nailed that one. She was from southern California and was wearing a tight white dress that went to mid-thigh. She looked incredibly hot. I am not usually turned on by older women, but I had never met a woman of that age who looked that good.
Nothing special happened at dinner. We just talked about our lives and where we lived and jobs. Kathy said she had to go back to her room. I assumed it was to get ready to be with Pete. That's when Marti surprised me in front of the others.
"Don, I have a request for a special Christmas present." She said.
I was all ears. I was hoping it would be the threesome.
"I'd like Pete to spend the night with me tonight, on Christmas Eve."
I knew she had taken a liking to Pete, but this was interesting. I was actually kind of excited about it, but then I would be alone on Christmas Eve. Selfishness kicked in and so I had to think fast. I really wanted to show Marti that I loved her. I didn't want to be selfish. It wasn't that outrageous of a request. I almost asked if I could stay with them for a Christmas threesome, but if that's what she wanted, she would have asked.
Cheryl whispered to me, "If you get lonely, you can come to our room for your Christmas record."
That was encouraging, but I didn't want to barge in on their plans for Christmas Eve. Marti looked at me with eyes that told me she really wanted this. She leaned over to me, "I'll make sure your Christmas is really special."
I couldn't resist. I had options not to be alone. I really wanted to give her what she wanted. So, I said yes. As much as I wanted to be with my wife on Christmas eve, the thought of her spending the night with Pete and the stories the next day were even more attractive. I took Pete's room key and went to our room with Marti so that she and Pete could be in our room. Why she didn't go to his room, I'm not sure, but I guess she liked the control. I gathered a few things for the night. Marti thanked me again for her Christmas present and kissed me and gave my cock a squeeze. She again assured me that Christmas would be wonderful and she'd make sure.
I wasn't completely confident, but I did agree to it. I could have backed out, I suppose, but there was also a part of me that didn't want to back out. I liked the idea of my wife pleasing and being pleased by another man for a night.
We all took off for our rooms for the night. I went to my room and Pete had given me an extra key to his room so I could sleep there while he slept with Marti. I headed off to Pete's room and passed Pete coming to my room. Our rooms weren't more than six or so rooms from each other. I told him Merry Christmas. And he said, "oh, yeah. Thanks, Don." I still couldn't decide if I had made the right choice, but Marti would be happy.