The Oceanaire Suite

Note from the author: I wanted to try my hand at a story that popped into my head and I couldn't get rid of. I hope you find it as erotic reading it as I found writing it out. I have never experienced something like this but it was fun to play it out in the scenes and see where it might lead. As always, all characters in this story are 18 and older.

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As I lay on my back in the pool my mind was allowed to find complete emptiness. I unclenched my jaw and let loose the tension in my hands and my shoulders. I felt at ease without anything bothering me for the first time in months, maybe even years. I just shut off everything.

The only thing that mattered were the clouds slowly drifting across the sky and the palm trees swaying with the gentle winds in my peripheral vision. Nothing crossed my mind in that gentle moment.

Until the lifeguards managed to fix the audio system and the summer pop music began to blare out once again. I blinked my eyes and the world rushed back in, I wondered when the grandparents would call us to check in after we had dropped the kids off just two days ago. Thoughts of the status of my upcoming job interview crept in and my anxiety rapped its knuckles on the window to remind me I still had not heard back from three other job applications. What time was it? The interview or when I was supposed to already be out of this pool? I wondered if Laura would be done with her last sessions soon and ask me to start getting ready for the evening event. I wondered why even with the kids gone and a night to ourselves we still hadn't had sex in several weeks. Or was it more than a month?

I let out a deep exhale that failed to settle my mind as the weight of everything took over again. I wish I could have floated in that peaceful sea of tranquility for just a bit longer. I sat upright in the water and ran my hands through my hair then lifted my watch to see it was almost five, "Fuck. Time to get ready."

I dipped down underneath the water once more and propelled myself to the stairs, getting out to slick back my hair again and walk over to my beach chair with my towel and the book placed neatly in the middle on it. As I dried off I noticed two attractive younger women walk past, one of them shot a quick look my way and snuck me a smile. I grinned back. A glimmer of a sexual fantasy crossed my mind and I made a mental note of her cute ass. Then I looked at my watch again and made for the room.

Walking back to the room I wondered if I was still attractive enough. Even after having two kids and being in my thirties I felt like I was mostly in shape. Not a spartan warrior but definitely no couch potato. I glanced at my faint belly roll and wished I could just stop eating junk food at night or have a better diet in general. It seemed silly to chase perfection but I wanted to one day just look really fucking fit, even if only for a few days. Apparently the resort had nice workout room. Maybe.

Laura's work had picked this oceanside resort for the company retreat, it was a nice perk of her busy job and we had always made it our bonus getaway trip without the kids. Before we even had kids it was a great free trip that helped us budget for our first house. We used to get a little too drunk and always had some fun drunk sex after the party or when she had breaks between meetings. Now it was just a vacation for me as Laura was involved in more planning and strategy meetings these days. I got into the hotel room and took a shower before starting to get ready. I looked at the bed we had not consummated even after making promises to each other that we would make more time for just us. I decided to grab a beer and open the patio door. There was a comfy-ish couch to relax on that faced out to the patio and its view of the ocean. I tried to cool down after the hot shower before getting into my starched dress clothes. I glanced back at the bed for a second with some remorse but then continued on with my downcast staring contest with the ocean.

At first I thought it was Laura who didn't want to have sex but eventually I noticed that I was turning down sex just as often. I couldn't tell if I had a lower sex drive, if we had lost that spark or if I just didn't find her attractive anymore which was crazy because she was beautiful. She had a great body and she was still my best friend. It just felt like she had become more of a co-worker in these past few years, sometimes with overlapping shifts of feeding the kids, juggling school pick-up and drop off with work priorities, the list goes on and on and none of it was objectively fun. We loved our kids but we just felt that life was at a low point.

Last night she tried to kiss me in the bed pull me close but I just turned over to the other side and said "I have a headache.."

I knew deep down I was crushed about where we found ourselves. I just didn't want to go there, because going down to that emotion would mean asking more difficult questions and facing something terrible like the threat of divorce. I just didn't want to think about that. I didn't want to think about anything. I wanted to be back in that pool staring at the clouds and not dealing with the terrifying idea that I didn't love my wife anymore.

The door lock clicked and Laura entered the room, I turned around with an arm on the back of the couch.

"Hey baby, how was your day at the pool?"

"Good, I just..well, how was your day? I thought you were going to have some time to join me?"

Laura set her laptop down on the desk and sighed as she took off her blazer and began to change, "Well my team had to present the fiscal plan for next year and we were grilled by members of the board."

"Oof, I hope it went well?"

"I think so." Laura let out a deep sigh and kicked her heels off, "Pete helped shield my team some and we had our answers ready to go, I just hope that the numbers we crunched for the Southwest team turn out to be accurate. The jury is still out on that group."

I got up from the couch and moved to start putting on my outfit for the night.

"Good old Pete." I mumbled.

I started to button up my shirt when I glanced over at Laura who gave me a glare that didn't need words.

"What? I don't think I'm wrong when I say that you spend more time with your job and Pete or David or Louis more than me."

"Oh come on Shane, that's not fair!"

"How is that not fair? I don't spend most nights working like you!"

"I..." Laura held her tongue and took a breath, "You used to support me but now you're holding this job against me!"

"Because it's a job Laura!!" A job! These people will chew you up and spit you out to boost the stock price!"

"This company has been loyal to us and to me. It kept us steady during the time when you got laid off!"

I let out a groan, and felt hurt as she waved the evidence of my failure in front of me. Only fair after I started trashing the job she had worked so hard at, where she had developed into an invaluable member of her company.

I returned to buttoning up my shirt and started to put on my pants. We got ready in silence, the harsh words had stopped but the argument was still happening in every movement we took. I was too mad to even look over at her naked body as she changed into a formal cocktail dress for the night. We both ended up in the bathroom as we finished getting ready, I put in some hair cream and I noticed her taking her birth control pill as she did every night except for when we had been trying to have kids.

"At our current rate you can probably stop taking those." I didn't say it in a mean way, just a sad matter of fact comment.

"I'm not ready to stop having sex. I don't know what..."

I cut her off, "We're going to be late." I sighed and we walked out the door defeated as a couple.

A live band was playing and welcomed employees and their partners as they walked into the conference hall. A 50's prom theme was playing out that reminded me of "Back to the Future" while everywhere I looked there were people on their phones. I spotted the bar and Laura and I walked quickly to the one thing we both agreed on for the night, the need for a stiff drink. As far as I could tell the closest thing to a marriage counselor was named Jack Daniels and his advice was not always reliable.

The night went on as expected with the usual pleasantries and "Good to see you again this year" moments from familiar faces. I got to shake good old Pete's hand, and David's hand and Louis' hand. They were all about ten to twenty years older than me but still in decent shape and good looking. I suspected their partners were around somewhere but they chummed it up with Laura while I took a few healthy gulps of my drink which was definitely a smart move and would no way get me into trouble.

After about three or four stiff bourbon drinks and sometime after the award for highest performing office was handed out, Laura and I found ourselves at a high top with our most recent wares from the bar and half finished appetizer plates.

I was midway through eating a shrimp cocktail when Laura ambushed me, "Why don't you want to have sex with me?"

I set down the shrimp tail and let out a deep breath. I looked at her, "I...Laura..."

I looked down at my feet before finding her eyes again and the first easy answer came out, "Can't I just be tired of it?"

Laura didn't look hurt, just pissed, "You're tired of having sex or tired of me?"

No amount of alcohol could have blunted that and my stomach turned over. I looked up at the ceiling and found no answer to be had up there, "Laura, I don't know, I..." My defeated soul was too weak and a deep anger in me snuck out, "Maybe I just don't want to have sex with the person who puts me dead last in terms of priority all the time. I want to have sex with someone who wants to be with me, not just when there's 15 minutes of free time left in your Outlook calendar. You seem happier at work than at home with me." I sighed and my mouth almost quivered, "You know what? Maybe you would be happier if you just included fucking your work instead of me. Maybe you would be better off if you just fucked one of your coworkers and left me out of it. I'll just stick to taking care of the house so it's nice and pretty when you are stopping by between work trips. Go fuck one of your bosses while I do the grunt work at home."

Laura took a swig of her drink and set it down before sneering at me, "Maybe I will?!"

"Have fun, you've already been fucking this job more than you have me, just go the whole nine yards with one of those grey haired fucks you spend more time with each day. I'm fucking out of here, I might just get my own hotel room so I can have some peace and quiet while you fuck good old Pete!"

I grabbed my drink and stormed off. I was drunk and angry but more than anything I was just sad. The alcohol stifled my tears for now but they were coming sooner or later and I wanted to let them out once I was alone. I went back to our room and passed on the idea of getting a separate room, that was dumb and expensive. What I was going to do was drink the bottle of wine we had brought and pass out on the patio. A grand plan indeed.

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An hour had passed and I had managed to get back to the room but was too distraught to open the bottle of wine and settled for the couch that looked out on the ocean. I wanted space and Laura could sneak into bed without me. We were officially at the point where we needed to have some serious discussions. I just laid down and curled up too sad to do anything but look out at the night sky and slowly drift off to sleep.

I must have been asleep for almost and hour when I heard the door lock click. I woke but didn't want to acknowledge Laura's return until the morning. With the opening of the door I heard her voice and...another man?

I had been half asleep just a minute ago, now? I was fully awake and trying to listen to every little noise.

"Get in here.." Laura's command ended with a giggle.

"I have been dreaming about something like this for so long." the man said.

I recognized that voice, it wasn't good old Pete, that asshole, it was one of her other supervisors she was always taking meetings with. The way he said one of those words it sounded like..what was his name? David? Fucking fuck she had brought back David to our hotel room! David was a vice president who was pushing 45 but did ironman competitions or something like that. He was always telling me at these company get togethers that "Laura is a rockstar!" Now he was in our hotel room, with Laura, about to..god my heart was starting to beat faster.

Then I heard the unmistakable sound of kissing...Laura was kissing David? I was panicking, what the fuck do I do? Do I just jump up and shout, "Get the fuck off of her!" or "I'm going to knock you out!" No.

My body locked up and I froze. There was no fight or flight, I was a trapped voyeur. I think a small part of me was expecting Laura to say, "Just kidding Shane! Get out here and let's work through our marital problems together!"

No. That did not happen either, I just continued to hear the smack of wet lips. I had to see what was going on.

I shifted my body slowly so I was facing the room and raised myself so I could poke my head around the edge of the couch. I could see David and Laura wrapped up in each other's arms, their mouths pressed against each other's. David's hand was moving slowly from Laura's back down to her ass where he gave it a firm squeeze. Laura moaned and I realized I wasn't in a state of panic anymore. My cock was getting hard. I was..turned on?

Laura broke away from David and shoved him to the edge of the bed where he sat down and said, "What have you got in store for me tonight Laura? Another briefing or something more exciting?"

Laura looked magnificent in the black formal gown she wore. The dress came up to her shoulders but dipped down enough to show some cleavage. The rest of the dress draped down her body, giving slight hints of her curves. She used a hair tie from her wrist to secure her long autumn brown hair back before dropping down to both knees.

"This is going to be better than any of our standard meetings." Laura seemed giddy.

"I hope you're not too scared of what I have waiting for you. It might be too big for you." David said with no wavering tone. He was confident her body was his for the night.

My mouth was open in disbelief as she smiled and undid his belt. I couldn't see everything but I could hear the belt jangle as David lifted his hips up while Laura pulled his pants and underwear down.

I saw his thick cock spring out. He wasn't lying.

"Mhmmm you have a really nice cock...so big too.." Laura was gazing down at his shaft. They were positioned almost 20 feet away but just close enough to see how eager my wife looked to take every inch of her boss' cock inside of her.

"Enough staring at it Laura. I need to see if you can fit the whole thing in that pretty mouth of yours..." David said gruffly. Her boss was demanding she take the final step, to give everything she had to the company, and I mean everything.

My heart was fluttering as I saw Laura dip her head down and take the tip of his cock into her mouth. David reached out and put one hand on the back of her head to pull her down further, making her take several inches of him past her lips. He let out a loud groan from what I imagined had to be years of sexual desire to fuck this young married employee of his.

Laura began to bob her head up and down on his long and thick member. His moans of satisfaction were only interrupted by "You are so good at this."

My own cock was getting bigger inside my pants. I was ashamed but so horny. I had to control my breathing so they wouldn't hear me. I felt guilty not speaking up but found my hand wandering down to my crotch, starting to rub and stroke my cock over the linen fabric of my pants. It was hard not to be so turned on hearing my wife make slurping and muffled moaning sounds as she took her boss' dick into her mouth. She had to be running her tongue all over his cock, over every vein and inch, licking and sucking on the tip between trying to swallow as much of his length as she could handle. After a few minutes of this captivating scene playing out before my eyes it was time for the next act. I wasn't sure if I was ready for what was most likely going to happen next. Would they stop and realize what they were doing was wrong? Did I want them to?

No.

I saw Laura pull her mouth off his cock and stand up. She didn't need any instruction to reach behind and unzip her black dress. She slipped the top of the dress off both shoulders and let it drop to her waist where she gently nudged it over her hips and finally to the floor. Her black bra held back her breasts and I noticed her chest rising and falling as she got more excited for what was coming next.

David sat up, his cock wet with her saliva and rock hard, ready to fill more than just her mouth. He reached behind Laura and fumbled around for a bit before he managed to unclasp her bra. It fell away to reveal her breasts. I had spent so many years getting to feel and kiss and suck those breasts of hers but now another man was getting his chance.

"God your tits are amazing." He mused aloud.

I could see my wife naked now but while I had become too used to seeing her naked body to the point it was just a simple fact of life the context had completely changed. Another man was about to enjoy every bit of her, every bit that I had forsaken. Her breasts led down to her toned stomach she had worked so hard on after having kids. She was truly magnificent and I had rejected her. Now one of her bosses was actually starting to kiss her perfect body while I hid on a hotel polyester couch peeking around the corner, struggling to keep my own erection from exploding while playing the part of a nosy pervert.

Laura smiled as this man began to lavish her body with much needed praise and attention.

David then pulled back to take off his shirt while Laura slid her panties down, her pussy was freshly shaved. She had cleaned up for me but now David was going to enjoy her after I had tossed her aside. His body was in good shape, he had defined muscles, he had a slight tan, he was her boss, he was financially successful. He was more than suited to be the man she wanted tonight.

She climbed onto the bed and straddled him. I stroked my cock as her toned frame got into position. She had fucked me like this countless times. God I missed those moments. My jealousy mixed with my lust as I continued to stroke the outline of my cock trapped in my pants.

"I want you to fuck my brains out." Laura said as if in a trance.

I don't think I took a breath for a whole minute. I was entranced by this scene playing out before my eyes. David didn't say anything as he grabbed her hips with one firm hand and his long erection with the other.

She let out a soft moan as her hips sank down and his cock pushed deep into her pussy. My cock was pulsing as I saw my wife and mother of my two kids take her boss' cock deep inside of her.

"God you feel so fucking big mhhmmmm." Laura goaded on David and he moaned in her delight.

"Fuck yes you know how to take that big cock don't you. Oh yes, you're my slut tonight."

I was enraptured as I watched her rock up and down and back and forth on top of David. They both moaned and grunted as Laura took David in and out of her body. I saw Laura's tits start bouncing as she rode him harder and harder. The bed frame began to rock and creak as their bodies explored each other. My hands were clammy with excitement and it took forever to undo my belt and zipper quietly. I doubt they would have even heard my movement over the sounds their primal fucking. I pulled my cock out and could feel the precum that had leaked out everywhere. My hand began to stroke my bare cock at the sight of my wife riding her boss with unrestrained lust.