It happens to most of us who have been married for a number of years. If you don't add a little spice, you are either unfulfilled or paying alimony. I have been pretty good at trying to be aware of too much routine and luckily the wife has been pretty open to trying new things. It is never her idea, but she goes along.
So during one of the dry spells, I made my mind up to do a Google search for romantic adult getaways. After reading way too many reviews, I settled on a highly rated inn along the California coast near Santa Barbara and made my reservation, paying particular attention to requesting one of the "more private cottages" for our accommodations. It was about a 3 hour drive, and I was looking forward to every second of it.
It hadn't been too long since I had purchased a Porsche Boxster which my wife loved to ride it with the top down. I had even talked her into driving it with her top down on a few occasions in the past. My sexual drive has always been a little higher than hers, and I was definitely on full alert during the drive. My mind was full of anticipation, and it seemed like i was hard for the entire trip. She noticed and smiled...playing it coy. She reached over and gave my cock a good squeeze, letting me know that she knew that fucking was dominating my conscience. She may have thought this was for romance, but I needed plain, hot, fucking sex.
When we arrived at our hotel ,I was very happy to see we had indeed been booked into the cottages in the back of the property. They were three adjoining rooms set apart from the rest of the main building. They were designed for one thing...fucking. One room, huge bed, shower and not much else. I could not have been any happier. We did a quick unpack then strolled the grounds. There was a nice pool with a gated off jacuzzi tub up a closed off path above. First surprise for the night was I had booked the private use of the jacuzzi during sunset, wine included. I quickly made a mental note of how visible I might be from the pool if I felt like giving anyone a look at us naked. I liked my odds. I love the thought of being watched.