Mike took Shelly's case and put it in the back of the car. They had been planning this weekend away for years but never seemed to get around to doing it, always finding an excuse not to go. The kids were with Mike's mother, a neighbor was taking care of the pets, and Mike had taken an extra day off work so they could make the most of the weekend. Closing the front door behind her, Shelly stepped into the car and waited for Mike to finish bragging to the neighbor over the fence about what a great weekend he was going to have while the neighbor was hat home mowing the lawn. He really did loved teasing that guy.
The drive was the most pleasant they had been on for quite some time. The winding roads that led around the rocky coastline provided wonderful views, and the warm ocean breezes made a welcome change to the smell and smog of the city. Even thought they lived no more than four hours drive to the coast, they never seemed to get the opportunity to go there. The kids were disappointed that they were not going on this trip, but after Mike promised to take them on the next school break, they were much happier about the arrangement.
It was like a dream come true driving through the huge gates that gave access to the resort. Massive palm trees lined the drive, a perfectly trimmed and manicured golf course ran off to the right as far as the eye could see, and the very air seemed alive with hidden adventure. The resort itself rose out of the trees like a temple to the gods as they neared the end of the drive, a massive complex of concrete and glass almost sparkling against it's aquatic back drop.
They pulled up in front of the foyer and a well dressed young man came forward to open the doors for them. Another young man, dressed exactly the same, came to collect their bags and show them to the front desk to check in, while the first guy took their car to the resort parking area. Shelly felt a little odd. Normally she was the one catering to every one's needs, not having hers catered to. It made her feel a bit uncomfortable, but Mike just laughed, telling her to get used to it, this weekend she would be treated like a queen. She frowned a little at him mocking her, but she figured he was right. This weekend was a treat and she might as well make the best of all that was on offer.
Their room was like nothing she had ever seen before, easily three times the size of their living room at home; a huge bed set against the wall on one side of the room, and a spa bath on the other side. The room was not sectioned off like she would have expected, but the way it was set out had a definite sexy feel about it. There was a bar, and a table with four chairs, a lounge setting just like the one she had been circling in catalogues for years. Two huge glass doors opened out onto a spacious balcony, making being on the fifth floor all the better.
Owen, the executive concierge who would be seeing to all of their needs while they stayed in the resort, dismissed the bell boy after he had set down the bags, showed them the rooms facilities, then headed for the door, asking if there was anything more they needed. Mike went to hand the well mannered young man a tip, Owen refusing saying that if they were happy with his services, they were welcome to tip him at the end of their stay, other wise he expected nothing.
Mike was very impressed with the young man. It was not often that he found younger men who lived up to his rather tough expectations of professionalism. Not that Owen was all that young. He looked to be in his early twenties, which to Mike in his late thirties considered young by comparison. A handsome man with short cut sandy blond hair, sky blue eyes, and a body held firm and trim by youth and exercise, he seemed to know his job well. Shelly did not miss how impressed Mike was with the young man, and a wicked thought crossed her mind, but she pushed the thought aside as quick as it came. Surely Mike would never be interested in letting another man in their bed.
They didn't bother to unpack; changing into their bathers and heading out to explore everything the resort had to offer. Finding the pool seemed to cater to most of their needs without having to venture to far, they relaxed back in the cool water. Sipping cocktails from the bar in the center of the pool, they watched the other people around them. Beautiful young bodies sunning them selves with total disregard for the affects of the suns rays, older bodies displaying the same disregard, all concerned only with their own needs to relax and enjoy.
Mike watches as a pretty brunet walked up the pool steps, her wet hair streaming down over her slender back, almost hiding her perfect young ass from view, but hiding none of her exotic beauty. Her black g-string left very little to the imagination, and when she turned around, Shelly found herself looking hungrily at the girls bouncing rounded breasts, her nipples covered only by small triangles of black mesh. Shelly ran her hand over Mike's thigh, brushing up against his bathers, feeling his cock swelling as he watched the girl. She was having trouble hiding her own arousal and could certainly not blame him for his. Knowing that he was hard watching another woman made her a little jealous, but there was no harm in looking, and she was getting hot looking at the same woman after all.
As the day drifted away, they decided it was time to leave the splendor of the pool, the bar and the sun worshipers, and head back to their room for a nap before dinner. Mike watched as Shelly stripped out of her bikini. She was still a very impressive woman to look upon, giving life to his two children had done little to spoil her beautiful figure and full breasts. She had not long had her thirty first birthday, but she didn't look a day over twenty five. Funny how he had never paid much attention to how lovely she was, and she was indeed lovely. Time had made him complacent, something he would have to rectify.
Shelly was just about to step into the spa bath when there was a knock on the door. Mike opened it without so much as a thought for his wife standing in the middle of the room naked. Owen stood in the open doorway holding a bunch of flower and a basket of fruit, his eyes wide and his mouth agape. Mike took the flowers, taking them to Shelly and bending on one knee to present then to her, leaving Owen to set the fruit on the table. Shelly blushed a little when she realized Owens discomfort, but made no effort to cover herself. She had a nice body and saw no need to hide it, Mike didn't seem to see a need to cover her either, and he seemed to be enjoying the way the younger man was looking at his wife.
Shelly smelled the sweet scent of the flowers, wrapping her arms around Mike's neck, pressing her body against his.
"Thank you for the flowers Sweetheart, they are lovely."
He kissed her hard, his hands sliding down over the firm cheeks of her ass and squeezing them gently. Looking deep into her eyes, he kisses the tip of her nose.
"Not half as lovely as you are my Darling."
Owen could not take his eyes off the couple, they were so beautiful, so tender and loving. He wished he could have something so wonderful, but there was a certain comforting in knowing such affection was still alive in the world. He smiled a little at the thought that there was hope for him yet. So intent was he in watching the couple that he didn't give a thought to that fact that he was becoming aroused, and it showed.
Shelly and Mike had not missed Owens arousal, in fact there was something about having the younger man watching them that made them both hotter for each other. Mike began to wonder how far he could go before Owen ran from the room, his mind turning over thoughts he had never even considered before. He lowered his head, watching the other man as he sucked his wife's nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking back and forwards over her hard dark bead. Owen licked his lips a little but made no move to flee.
Shelly moaned softly as Mike licked and sucked her tender breasts, squeezing them together so he could suck both at once, massaging them with his mouth and hands. Slowly he worked her way down her body, kissing between her breasts, down over her flat, tight stomach until his face was level with her cleaned shaved snatch. He loved the way she shaved it, the way he could lick her smooth skin completely clean when she was wet and juicy. The tip of his tongue reached out and penetrated the edge of her slit, forcing his tongue between into her crack as she stood there, her breathing almost turning to panting.
Owen watched every move they made, the swelling in his already tight pants becoming more than a little uncomfortable. He wasn't entirely sure if he should join the couple, or find a reason to make a quick exit. As if Mike could read his mind, he stood and took Shelly by the hand, leading her to the bed and laying her back on the covers only a few feet away from where Owen was standing. A soft groan escaped Owens lips at the sight of her beautiful body laid out on the bed before him like a smorgasbord, and him a starving man.
Mark leaned over Shelly, kissing his way down her body while she watched the expression on Owens face turn to one of almost agony. She could torture him no more. Holding out her hand to him, he joined them on the bed. Mark had a wicked gleam in his eyes as he looked at Owen fumbling to get his clothing off in a hurry. He moved lower to Shelly's lovely tanned thighs, sliding his hands between them and spreading them wide.
"Owen, come see what I have here."
Shelly stretched her arms above her head; her breasts high on her chest, her panting breath more likened to a soft purring. Never had she had so much attention paid to her body, and Mark was obviously getting great pleasure from showing her off to Owen. Normally Mark was a very possessive man, but today he was more than happy to share.
Naked, Owen moves to the end of the bed to see what Mark had to offer him, and the sight of Shelly's pussy spread wide open was more than he could stand. Mark reached out and spread her soft pink lips, sliding a finger into her open hole, covering it in her sweet scented juices, then sort out her tender clit to give it a good stroking. Owen took his cock in his hand as he watched Mark tease and caress his wife's clit, spreading her delicate folds and making her wiggle. His cock was throbbing so hard it threatened to betray him and explode before he he'd had the chance to experience any real pleasure. Mike pushed his finger deep into Shelly's milky love box, pulling it out and offering it to Owen.
