The three of us woke up as the sun set over the ocean. We were all groggy, sweaty and slippery with suntan lotion. Carol looked over at the sliding glass doors and said, "Anyone could have watched us." John and I smiled. I was pretty sure I had seen some of the staff watching us.
The bathroom had a large glass enclosed shower. It easily fit the three of us. We all spent a lot of time soaping each other up, with special attention to the naughty bits. John and I sported erections, but Carol said, "We only have three days. We should go to the party."
We grumbled but put on the lingerie we bought for the party. Carol looked like a wet dream, her white nightgown totally see through and her skin glowing from the afternoon sun. John looked like a sportsman coming out of the locker room, jockstrap clinging to his cock and balls and his ass taut and bubbly. I liked my gauze shirt and the way it grazed my cock and highlighted my nude body.
We went down to the ballroom for the party. We were assigned to a table of eight. At our table was a couple, Tom and Cheri and single men, Bill, Jason and TJ. Tom and Cheri were a very good looking couple from New York, Tom in black silk boxers, Cheri in a bridal white garter, stocking and shelf bra. Bill looked like a California surfer with sun bleached hair and a deep tan. He was wearing white boxer briefs that clung to his cock and balls. Jason was a muscular black man wearing a see thru black caftan. TJ looked like a shy guy, wearing a short sleeve button down shirt and khakis.
Our waiter came to the table to explain the menu and the party. His name was Jim and he was a tall muscular black man wearing a cloth around his waist. When he moved the cloth opened up and we could see his sizable cock and balls. He had a deep voice and didn't hesitate to leer at Carol and Cheri, his eyes taking in their sexy costumes and beautiful bodies. We ordered martinis, and dinner.
Carol introduced us to the table, this is my husband Dick and our intimate friend John. There were quizzical looks on their faces. We all chatted and enjoyed our drinks and dinner. During dinner Carol flirted with Bill. She'd look deep into his eyes and she put her hand high on his thigh. She flipped her hair and hung on his every word.
After dinner a Reggae band set up on the small stage. John, Carol and I got up to dance together. The thumping beat was very erotic. Carol was between us, holding John by the neck and grinding her ass into my cock.
When we got back to the table John's jockstrap was straining against his obvious erection and Carol was flushed red down to her very visible nipples. Carol asked Bill if he would like a dance. Carol took him by the hand to the dance floor. There was a revolving spot light sweeping across the dance floor and it lingered on Carol. Her naked body glowed through her nightgown her nipples pert and erect and her bald mound glistened. The music beat was throbbing, the night was warm and damp and Carol was in lust.
She put her arms on Bill's shoulders and as they danced she moved her hands down his back until she stuck her fingers into the back of his briefs. Bill pulled her to him and they ground their loins together. It looked more like fucking than dancing. Carol came back to the table with her fingers still in Bill's briefs. Bill's erect cock tented his briefs. Carol looked at John and I with a question in her eyes.
She whispered to me "I'd like to suck his cock?" I nodded and watched as she led him toward the beech. John and I followed at a discrete distance. She wound up at a small sand dune. Once there she pulled Bill to her and pulled his briefs down. His cock sprang up and Carol took off her lingerie and got on her knees. His cock was a normal size, the head a pulsing purple helmet, the veins pronounced and throbbing.
