JAMAICA -- Day 1
"I almost forgot to pack my bathing suit," laughed Marni as she was throwing some final things into her suitcase.
"I guess we'd just have to stick to the clothing optional beaches then," her husband joked in return, with some wishful thinking, but little real hope.
"That's not going to happen," Marni responded relatively seriously.
"I suppose they have places where you could buy a bathing suit there," said Rob. "In fact, you need a new one to go along with your new body. You haven't bought a new suit since you lost weight. I'll bet that one won't even fit your beautiful new curves."
Staring at his fifty-five-year-old wife who had lost thirty pounds in the past six months always got Rob's heart racing. She was almost back to her weight when they married thirty-four years ago when she had a killer body, just like she has now. She is probably even stronger due to the workout program she has been on. Her ass is definitely as tight or tighter, he observed. He stared at her ass as she packed her final items.
"Almost ready?" he asked.
"Yep. Ready. Thank you again for planning this. I can't believe we're really going."
Arranging their schedules was the hardest part. Both being self employed, it was tough to work things out to take a week off, really just five days, but still. They would probably have to take a few calls or submit a few items to meet some deadlines, but all in all, it should be a relaxing week. The first in a while now that the kids were gone.
They arrived in Jamaica in the midafternoon. They checked in and unpacked their bags. Rob had picked up a bottle of wine on the way to the resort and was pulling the cork as Marni opened the balcony doors that overlooked the ocean.
"Wow, Rob, come look at this view."
"I am," he said, eyeing his wife.
"Silly, I meant the ocean."
"I knew what you meant, but I like the view of my wife, even better," he said as he handed her a glass of pinot noir and joined her in looking at the beautiful afternoon sun causing the sea to sparkle. He put an arm around his wife. They stood quietly drinking in the view and sipping their wine.
When Marni finished her glass first (a rarity as she didn't drink much), she said, "How about I reward you for planning this great vacation, then we go for a walk on that lovely beach?" As she finished her question, she approached her husband and placed her hand firmly on his crotch.
Rob's fifty-seven-year-old cock began to move. "Sounds like a great idea to me," answered.
Marni wrapped her arms around Rob's neck and placed a kiss on his lips. Rob pulled her in and kissed Marni again, this time pushing his tongue into her mouth as the two explored each other's tongues and felt the warmth of their bodies against each other. Both being about 5' 8", Marni's 36c breasts pressed directly against Rob's chest.
Rob put his hands to his wife's rear end and pressed his crotch against hers. They remained kissing for quite some time.
When they broke the kiss, Marni stared an evil grin into her husband's eyes and he wondered what was up. While their sex life wasn't terrible, it was unusual for Marni to initiate. In fact, Rob thought, they had pretty much devolved into about twenty minutes or so of foreplay, then a quick fuck and then done. Marni hadn't even wanted Rob to bring her to orgasm with his hand. They hadn't had oral sex in years.
As he was thinking this, Marni began unzipping his shorts and fishing his dick out. She massaged it gently as they stood, still on the balcony.
"Shouldn't we take this inside?" he said.
"Why would we do that with such a great breeze and view out here," she teased as she kissed him again while now stroking his shaft with more pressure, bringing him to almost full hardness. Marni kissed Rob's neck and then slid to her knees.
