If you've read any of my previous stories, you know that my wife Jeanine is a very sexy and hot looking woman. Her long legs, nicely toned ass, tight abs, incredible breasts and gorgeous face makes any guy think about what it would be like to get her in bed. Fortunately for the last twenty plus years, all of those other guys could only wonder, while I got to experience it firsthand what a sexy woman she is in and out of bed. That was until a recent trip to a beach resort a month ago.
Jeanine and I decided we were going to take a few days off for ourselves while our older kids were home from college for spring break. It was a chance for us to get a few days by ourselves, without our two younger kids and it would give our older two kids a chance to earn some spending cash as our baby sitters for a few days when they were home.
We decided to stay fairly close to home and chose a nice beachfront resort on the ocean which was about a four hour drive for us. After spending a few days with the family when our college kids arrived home, Jeanine and I drove out late Sunday to the resort. I had a business-related call scheduled for early Tuesday morning, but the weather forecast for the next few days was supposed to be hot and sunny before thunderstorms later in the week, so we decided to go early in the week to get as much sun as possible.
The resort itself was beautiful. Besides being right on the ocean, it had a large pool area, nicely furnished rooms and large balconies from each room overlooking the ocean. We were both tired from the drive after a full day with our kids, so we quickly settled in to bed. Despite the fact that Jeanine was wearing some very sexy lingerie, both of us thought cuddling closely and getting a good night sleep was the right thing to do. Jeanine knew that I was probably looking forward to a good fuck session, but said she'd make it up to me the next day, which was fine with me as I was very tired. In addition to her sexy lingerie, Jeanine also put on a sleep mask which covers her eyes and allows her to get a full night of sleep, as usually she is a very light sleeper who wakes up at the crack of dawn.
After a good night of sleep, we woke up and decided that we'd order room service and enjoy it from our balcony. Jeanine was still in her lingerie when the room service attendant (Santos) arrived, but had gone into the bathroom. Without even thinking about it, I let the room service attendant in and asked him to put the tray on the table on our balcony. Imagine mine, Jeanine's and Santos' surprise, when she came out of the bathroom, not having realized he was there. She immediately said "excuse me" and quickly went back into the bathroom, but not before Santos was able to get an excellent view of my scantily clad wife. He had a smirk on his face as he left the room.
After apologizing to Jeanine for not letting her know that Santos was there, we settled down for a romantic breakfast on our balcony overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. We had decided that we would take advantage of the beautiful sunny day and spend it at the pool or beach, as you never know what the weather might have in store for us the next few days. Jeanine decided to wear one of her more revealing bikinis – the kind that she only wears for me when we are alone and there's no chance anyone either of us know will see her. It looked amazing on her. It was kind of a hot pink with lace yellow edging. The bottom was one of those Rio-cut types, kind of half way between a thong and a normal bottom. Up the butt crack, it had that scrunchy look, so it hugged her perfect ass very nicely. The top left little to the imagination, as the top halves of her areolas could barely be seen through the yellow lace material.
The cover-up that Jeanine put on was a white netting material, so although it covered some of the bare skin, she still turned a lot of heads as we walked through the lobby on the way to the pool area. Over the course of the day, my ego went through the roof as I watched guys of all ages check out my hot wife. The pool was very refreshing and since they had pool-side bar & food service, we decided to stay there all day. As it turned out Santos, our room service attendant from breakfast, was the waiter who had coverage for the pool area that afternoon. Since Jeanine had barely even seen him, she did not realize it was the same guy until I commented that it was his lucky day to first be able to see her in her skimpy lingerie and now getting to see her in her skimpy bikini. At first she seemed a bit uncomfortable after hearing that it was him who saw her earlier, but after a few Mimosas, she was more relaxed and we just enjoyed our day together in the sun.
Watching the reactions of guys as she walked around the pool deck or emerged from the water instantly gave me a hard-on. She even played along as a bit of a cock tease, when she slowly took her time while reviewing the lunch menu, fully knowing that Santos was memorizing every square inch of her body while standing next to her waiting for her to decide. As he walked away, she asked me if I thought she had given Santos a boner. I just responded that she was giving every heterosexual guy out there a boner.
After cleaning up, we went on a dinner cruise that had a fabulous dinner, drinks and dancing. By the time we got back to the room, it was after 11 pm, but both of us had been looking forward to a great fuck session all day, so as soon as we were in the room, I had my naked wife lying on the bed while I dove between her legs to suck on her completely shaven pussy. After a great fuck session of just raw passionate sex, we each took a quick shower and went to bed. Much to my delight, Jeanine was again wearing her sexy lingerie and sleeping mask and as we were about to fall asleep, we agreed that room service on the balcony would be a great way to start the next day once my business call ended.
I woke up at 7:00 to get ready for my business call which began at 7:30. Since the call was scheduled for an hour, I decided that I would order room service before it began and just ask them to deliver the food sometime shortly after 8:30, which would give me time to finish the call and wake Jeanine up if she had not already woken up by then. I knew that she would probably easily sleep that long, due to our late night and the fact that she had about three times the normal amount of alcohol that she'd usually consume the previous day. I decided to make the business call from the balcony, as it would not disturb Jeanine if I pulled the door and curtain closed behind me.
About half way through the call, another topic was brought up which required immediate attention, so we all agreed to just extend the call another 30-60 minutes, rather than scheduling an additional call for later in the day. So, with the change in plan, I quickly wrote a note out for the door to let whoever delivered the room service know to use their key and that they can just place the tray on the desk and I could sign the bill on the balcony. I placed the note on the door shortly before 8:30 and returned to the balcony.
There was a small opening in the curtains allowing me to occasionally look in to see if Jeanine had woken up yet. I happened to be looking in when to my surprise, Santos came through the door with our breakfast. I assumed he would place the tray on the desk as my note had instructed then join me on the balcony to get my signature. He placed the tray on the desk, but rather than join me on the balcony, he slowly moved back across the room to get a better look at my hot wife in her sexy lingerie. Normally, Jeanine sleeps with the blanket pulled up to her chin, but it looked as if she had gotten too warm, so the blanket was not covering her right leg and most of our upper body as it was sort of draped diagonally across her sexy body.
Santos had one of those pocket flash lights that he used to get a better look at her. I figured that he'd check her out a bit and then come and get my signature. He pushed on the bed a bit, apparently trying to determine how soundly she as sleeping. Santos then glanced over at the balcony and began walking towards it to I assumed get my signature. But rather than opening the sliding glass door, he instead peaked through the small crack that I had just moved away from and pretended to be totally engrossed in my phone conversation, and then I heard the distinct sound of the sliding door being locked. When I went back to the small opening, Santos was already on his way back across the room. At this point, I thought about pounding on the door, but then felt that watching him check her out was actually a big turn on for me, so I would let him do that since it seemed pretty innocent.