The conduct described in this story does not reflect any factual conduct by our overworked civil servants. Likewise, regulations in force are not faithfully represented; it is all fiction and made-up solely to advance the story. There is not as much sex as some readers want.
Susan fucks better than Andie
... but Andie's blowjobs are better.
Andie and I saw the sign with our names on it. Brian and Andrea Moore. We went to the man holding the sign and introduced ourselves. His name was Sammy and he took our luggage tags and told us to wait. Our luggage was some of the first to pop out of the carousel, which was different. Usually, we had to wait for it.
Sammy put our two suitcases on a luggage cart and we followed him to our limo. We rolled our own carryon bags. He opened the rear limo door for us while he put our luggage in the trunk.
Neither Andie nor I had been to Cancun so we enjoyed the scenery on our way to our hotel. Sammy kept up a commentary worthy of the Chamber of Commerce until we arrived at our hotel. He wouldn't accept a tip from us as we started inside to check in.
He handed us his card. All it had was his name and phone number. "You know, of course, that I am at your service 24/7 for the next week. Anytime, anywhere. It's part of your prize."
"Thank you, Sammy," I said.
Our hotel was right on the beach and that's where we headed within a couple of hours of checking in.
I had, of course, seen Andie in a bikini before, and watching her put them on was always special. We were in the Penthouse suite with glass doors that opened onto a veranda. I watched my beautiful bride of eight years strip naked in the doorway leading to the veranda. When she took her blouse and bra off and I saw her breasts, my heart fluttered for the uncounted thousandth time.
I hurriedly donned my swimming trunks as she threw me a huge towel. I grabbed the room keycard and we headed for the beach. We stayed there until it was almost dark. We swam and played in the sand like two children or lovers would do.
We were lovers, Andie and I. Dedicated to each other and our two daughters at home in Houston.
We were in the Penthouse in one of Cancun's best hotels because Andie and Susan McDowell, her best friend and business partner, won a contest sponsored by their company. They have an insurance agency franchise. United Insurance was the name of their company.
My brother and I manage our parents' new car dealership and have since our father had a stroke three years before. Both of us grew up in the car business and enjoyed it. We ran it well, because we knew some day it would be ours.
Our week in Cancun was special. We ate well, played hard, and loved like we meant it. Sammy was at our beck and call, but we rarely used him. He almost insisted that he take Andie shopping one afternoon, however. She enjoyed the afternoon and came back with lots of stuff. Not much for herself, two shirts for me, and the rest for our daughters, Margaret and Jennifer.
One night we made love on our veranda. Two times we fucked in the ocean, and two times in our bed overlooking the ocean. "Everytime we make love, I fall in love with you all over again." I told her on more than one occasion; not just in Cancun.
My parents met us at the airport with our daughters and we went home from there. The girls were excited to see the treasures we brought them.
It didn't take long for our lives to get back to normal. The car business sailed smoothly along as did the insurance business. We had dinner as a family at least four evenings a week, and Andie and I had a date night every couple of weeks. Our love continued to grow because nothing in our lives was stale. We managed to find excitement at almost every juncture. I loved my wife.
Two more years went by. My brother and I were investigating buying another dealership. We had several meetings with the owner and were almost ready to "pull the trigger".
The owner and I were in his office going over some details.
"I don't know what insurance company you use, but we use United and find them very good, if you know what I mean," he said. "It would be easy just to continue using them."
"We use them as well and we like them," I said. I didn't mention that my wife was one of the owners.
"What's not to like," he said. "Two attractive women who fuck you every quarter when you pay your premiums." He looked at me and smiled.
I looked at him and forced a smile even though my heart couldn't decide to stop or beat out of control at what he just said. "Yeah, it's something isn't it?" I managed to choke out.
"Damn straight. I started with them four years ago and have never missed a payment or a piece of ass."
"Which one is your favorite?" I asked.
"Oh, hell, they're both great. Susan fucks better than Andie, but Andie's blow jobs are the absolute best."
I sat there listening to him talk about my wife's fucking and blowjob abilities.
"Who else in the dealership knows about this?" I asked.
"Oh, my God, nobody. That was part of my deal with them. Isn't it the same with you?"
"Of course. Only I know. My brother doesn't even know and I plan on keeping it that way." I lied. We just smiled knowingly at each other. "I've been fucking Andie since they opened their office," I said. "How did it start with you?"
"We had our insurance with Capital until four years ago. One day, Susan came in and asked to see me. We came into this office and sat. She sat in the chair you're sitting in, and I sat in this one. She crossed her legs and smiled at me."
"We would like to be your insurance carrier," she told me. "Our rates are guaranteed to be at least 5% below your current rates, and we have a very nice incentive program whereby you get some special consideration from us."
"What kind of consideration?" He told me he asked. There was a pause. "Listen, you're asking me to drop the carrier I've had for 11 years for 5% cheaper rates and special consideration to be named later? No dice. I need to know up front and in writing what I'll be getting to go with you."
"I can't put it in writing." She said as she ran her hand down to the opening at the top of her dress and stuck her hand inside and visibly played with her nipple. "But I personally guarantee you won't regret it unless you're gay." They smiled at each other. "And of course, you have to be married to participate."
