The Surprise Visit

The Surprise Visit

Preface

This is the fourth part of the continuing saga of Brooke and Brad. After their stay at Pine Lake and their honeymoon in Hawaii they embark on a new life with their new friends. On their first assignment things go a little awry, but ultimately work out. Now they are back on Maui and enjoying the time off from their new jobs. I recommend reading the first three sagas. Couples Camp, Honeymoon in Hawaii and The Island of Anguilla.

A word of warning, most of my stories contain elements of cuckolding, chastity, BDSM, and sharing. Some contain elements of consensual non consent and extreme situations that some might find disturbing. Everything I describe is pure fantasy. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 3

I was just waking up; the sun was peaking in the open window as the island breeze tousled the curtains. I lay there alone in bed thinking about the last few days. Kim, Michelle, and Eva had been dragging me around the island keeping me busy. We had gotten our nails and hair done, gone shopping for a few new outfits and even bought a few pairs of shoes. I was kept occupied so I wouldn't focus on the obvious absence of Nick. Everyone knew I was disappointed he wasn't around and felt horribly lonely without him. Ever since the party the other night I found myself thinking of Nick even more.

Brad was occupied by his normal routine every day. I had come home late a few nights with the girls to find him already asleep, and he was always gone by the time I woke up in the morning. We really hadn't talked about what had happened at the party or how either of us felt about it, but both of us could tell something was different.

I got out of bed and took a shower, the whole time wondering when Nick would finally be back. I wanted nothing more than to see him and just feel his touch again. I got dressed and paused as I started to put on panties. I knew how much Nick liked me without them and somehow thought if I left them off, he might magically appear.

I went downstairs to start my day and there in the kitchen was Kim.

"Morning sexy." Kim cheerfully exclaimed as she handed Brooke a cup of coffee.

"Just the way you like it, cream and sugar."

"Oh thanks." I thankfully responded.

I'm not much of a morning person so I really didn't have much to say. I graciously took the hot pick me up and headed for the pool side breakfast seating. I sat there sipping on my drink taking in the beauty of the perfect Maui morning when Kim came over and sat at the table across from me.

"I have a surprise for you." She announced.

I lit up like a kid on Christmas morning. I knew. I just knew.

"He's on his way and should be here in a few hours."

I was instantly invigorated. I no longer needed a cup of coffee to wake me up. I wanted to run to the airport and wait on the runway for his plane to land.

"I know what you've been going through, and I know how hard it is." Kim continued.

"I did something special for you to show you how much I understand. I booked you a room at the Ritz Carlton Kapalua."

I was a little confused. Why would she book me a room away from the house? I wanted to see Nick, not run off on a second honeymoon with Brad. Then I thought about it. She wanted to get me out of the way so she could spend time with Nick alone.

"Take the limo to pick him up at the airport and take it straight to the resort." Kim added.

"What? You want me to go pick Nick up? "I asked confused.

"Don't you want to? I figured you would love some time with him, especially considering he's been gone, and you haven't had any... you know... attention lately."

"Well yeah, I just figured you would want to spend time with him. Considering he's your husband." I responded still surprised she would offer this situation to me.

"You two go have fun." Was all, Kim replied as she got up from the table.

"His plane should land by noon." She added as she walked into the house and out of sight.

I was in shock yet filled with joy. I was so surprised I barely knew how to react. I was confused why Kim didn't care if I was with him yet overcome with excitement at the prospect of having him all to myself. I took a few more sips of my coffee as the reality of the situation set in. I looked at my phone and it was already ten, so I only had two hours until his plane landed and the airport was almost a half hour from the house. I had a little over an hour to get my things together for an overnight at the hotel and doll myself up for his arrival.

I rushed upstairs and grabbed a small bag of things. I tossed some extra clothes and a few different pair of shoes in a bag not knowing what he would want to do that evening. Maybe we would go somewhere fancy, maybe he would just want to lay at the pool. I didn't know and wanted to be prepared for whatever he wanted to do. I did my makeup and hair and tossed a few overnight provisions and my makeup case in the bag with the clothes, and I was ready to go. I couldn't help but smile to myself when I thought back to getting dressed earlier. Something told me to leave off the panties today and look what magically happened. I grabbed my small suitcase and headed downstairs to the waiting limo.

"Airport ma'am?" The driver asked, holding the door open for me.

"Yes please." I responded as I climbed into the back and took my seat.

The moment the door slammed close I started to feel my heart race. I was overjoyed at the thought of Nick's embrace when he saw me, but also feared he might be disappointed it was me and not Kim. I could hear the beating of my heart over the sound of the engine as it started, and my face felt flushed by the time we pulled out of the driveway. "Keep it together Brooke." I said to myself. Trying to calm my nerves.

I tried to distract myself on the short ride to the airport but had little success. All that kept running through my head was how his hand felt against my skin and how his cock felt in my mouth. I could feel the anticipation moistening my bare crotch and felt a tinge of embarrassment hoping the driver wouldn't notice. Lucky for me the partition window was up and there was no chance he knew I was bare down there.

We pulled up along the edge of the runway near the private hanger Michelle had and waited for Nick's jet to touch down. The moment I saw the plane taxi past us and into the hanger I felt the pattering of my heart swell and felt the hard thump nearly burst through my chest. I couldn't even wait for the driver to open my door. I threw the door open and rushed to his plane. I didn't want another minute to pass without seeing him.

"Brooke!" Nick yelled as the plane door opened.

Before I could even respond Nick had quickly made his way down the steps and wrapped his arms around me.

"I missed you so much baby." He murmured.

I was speechless. I was so overwhelmed with emotions I was seconds away from breaking out in tears. I felt as if my long-lost love had found me after years of searching. It was only a few days but something about his presence was filling a huge hole in my soul. I think he sensed my emotional overload and hugged me even tighter.

"Look at me, have you held up your promise?" He softly asked as he held my face with his strong hands.

"Oh god yes. I haven't been with Brad since you asked me to stop."

"What about at the party?" He probed.

Oh, shit that's right he knew about the party and Kim probably told him the details of what happened.

"Well yeah, I went to the party. But Kim told me you were ok with it. I didn't have sex with anyone though. I promise I saved myself for you." I pleaded.

Nick held my face still and smiled at me.

"No one fucked you, but I heard you did some fucking." Nick laughed.

Before I could respond he pressed his lips to mine and passionately kissed me. It was as if he was telling me he knew everything and was ok with it. I quickly melted and forgot all about our conversation. I was turning into mush right there in the hanger.

I could still taste his kiss as we got into the limo. My nerves were settled and all I could think of now was how lucky I was to have him next to me. I wanted to feel him against me, he was my security blanket, my safe harbor, my everything. The feel of his leg next to mine held my attention. I was singularly focused on him and nothing else. I didn't even realize we were already on the road to the hotel when he leaned over and kissed me again.

I felt completely possessed as his tongue swirled around in my mouth. I felt as if we had spent the last week in some intricate game of fourplay and I was ill equipped to resist anything he wanted of me. I would have done anything he wanted to spend just one more second in his loving embrace.

We made out in the limo on the ride to the Ritz. I couldn't tell how long it was, but it wasn't long enough. I didn't want to let go of him if even for a moment.

We stepped out of the limo and were met by a hotel representative.

"Mr. Johnson your room is ready, and I'll have your bags brought to you right away."

Mr. Johnson? I was surprised at the revelation. I realized this was the first time I had heard Nick's last name. All this time and I hadn't even known it. Johnson, I thought. Nick Johnson. I kept repeating it over and over in my head. Then I did the unthinkable, the typical schoolgirl thing. I imagined what it would be like if I was his wife. Brooke Johnson, I thought to myself. Nick and Brooke Johnson.

I felt guilty for thinking of myself with a different last name. I was married to a wonderful man, my husband, Brad Simmons, and I was his wife, Brooke Simmons. My guilt was quickly replaced by pride when Nick took my hand in his and led me through the hotel entrance. I could tell other women were looking at us as we walked past. They were looking at him and wished they could have what I had. I caught a few harsh glimpses of the women that were just jealous.

"We need to get in that pool right now." Nick exclaimed as we strutted past the water and on to our villa.

I couldn't believe it. It was the exact same villa Brad and I had stayed in on our honeymoon. Did Nick know that? What would he think if I told him? Would he be upset with me for bringing it up or could it jeopardize what I was hoping would be us making love soon on the same bed I spend my first night as Brad's wife in? All my questions were put at ease when he pushed the door open.

"You should recognize this." Nick exclaimed.

He knew everything. He knew this had been my honeymoon suit and he knew I was worried about how he would react to that.

"I asked for this room on purpose." Nick revealed.

I didn't understand why he would do that but didn't spend much time concerning myself with why. All I worried about was pleasing him and trying to earn his affection. A few seconds later our luggage arrived and was placed in the bedroom for us. I pulled back the curtains and looked out the sliding door at the waves as they rolled onto shore. I recalled the last time I saw this view and felt conflicted again. I was here with Nick this time, but my mind was still remembering the time here with Brad. I was still married to him and although he was ok with me spending time with Nick, he might not have felt the same way if he knew I was in OUR room with him. I wanted to enjoy my time with Nick and not worry about how Brad felt. I needed to know if he was ok with it or the guilt I felt would interfere with what could be the greatest experience of my life.

"Let's go down to the pool." Nick announced as he pulled his swim trunks out of his bag.

I was glad I had thought to bring my swimsuit. I pulled it from my bag and headed towards the bathroom to change.

"Where are you going? "Nick questioned me.

"I'm going to put my suit on." I responded.

"I would rather watch you put it on in here." He declared.

I felt a little coy and yet flattered. I felt as if I had never undressed in front of a man before. I didn't want to disappoint him and yet he was the one that requested it. I knew what I had to do. I needed to make it as sexy a show as possible. I shot him a sexy smile and slid one strap of my dress off my shoulder. I gyrated and swayed my hips as if I was dancing to music in a strip club. I wanted to impress him and make him proud. I put on a show as I dropped my dress onto the floor and exposed myself to him. I was glad I had removed my bra earlier and had gone to pick him up wearing nothing extra. He liked me braless and pantyless and there I stood both.

"Your so sexy." Nick confessed with a sly smile.

I slid on my black single piece and stood there waiting for the show I expected from him. To my dismay he turned his back to me and dropped his slacks. He slid his underwear to the floor and his swimsuit into place without exposing much of himself to me.

"You my dear are going to have to wait just a little bit longer."

I could see the bulge in his suit, and it made me wild with desire. He was a master of teasing, and I was wound up like a ball of rubber bands ready to snap. I swear the mere thought of his cock brought me close to the edge of ecstasy.

I took Nick's outstretched hand and felt his energy flow through me. He grasped my hand firmly and led me out into the afternoon sun.

We spent the afternoon in and out of the pool, taking time out at the poolside bar for a drink now and then. By evening time, we were both hungry and decided to go back to the room to get dressed for dinner. Once again, I was glad, I had planned for multiple possibilities and had a dress that was fitting of the Ritz Carlton's fine dining.

We had a lovely dinner where we reconnected and flirted with each other. He was a master of flirtation and made me feel so desirable it was crazy. I made long eye contact while he spoke and listened intently when he spoke. He complimented me more than once about my appearance and how much he loved to look at me. We sat next to each other and the whole time he had his hand on my knee.

"I have a little surprise for you." Nick announced at the end of dinner.

I thought he might have pre-ordered something special for desert or maybe was having flowers brought to the table to give me. I was kind of right about both things. I was utterly stunned when I saw Brad approaching our table with a bouquet of flowers. I felt a rush of adrenaline triggering my fight or flight response and for a split second considered running away. I didn't think Brad could handle the romantic situation his wife was in with another man. It was one thing to engage in kinky sexual behavior in front of him but to have him see another man look at me like this and have me look at another man the way I knew I looked at Nick, I thought would be too much for him.

"These are for you ma'am" Brad said as he handed me a dozen red roses.

"I hope you like them." Nick whispered as he kissed me on the cheek.

I noticed the card that was attached and opened it to reveal the message scrolled on its slip. I wanted tonight to be as special for you as your honeymoon. Love Nick.

The flowers and card where from Nick Not Brad. Brad was just the delivery boy, and his passive demeaner indicated he was reliving his lakeside training. I remember the first night Brad served Nick and I at the cabana restaurant. He was timid and frail and neither of them knew what was going to happen over the next month. But tonight, he was much more confident and surer of himself. He pulled up a chair and took a seat.

"I hope you two are having a good time." Brad said as he pulled, he scooted his chair forward.

I sat there silently as Nick and Brad had a conversation. I couldn't tell you what it was about, I was too busy going over all the conflicting feelings rolling around in my head. I felt as if I was cheating on my husband and yet thrilled at the firm hand on my knee. I was silently screaming inside. Running around in my head like a teenager who had a party and their parents got home early. I wanted Brad to go and yet felt I needed to apologize to him at the same time.

I was snapped out of my head and back to the table when Nick slid his hand up my leg and to my bare pussy. His hand was stealthily rubbing me as he continued his conversation with Brad. I felt so naughty and yet so sexy as the two men went on. I was on fire with desire for Nick and his hand was fanning the flames that had been smoldering for so long.

"I Would like to make love to your wife Brad. I don't want to fuck her like others have, but I want to make love to her."

Listening to Nick talk like this only added to my arousal. He wasn't mean or disrespectful in any way, he was simply making it clear what he wanted to do.

"I don't care how you feel about it, but I do care how Brooke feels. I don't want her to feel guilty about cheating on her husband or hold back because she is afraid how you will treat her going forward. I want her to be free to give herself to me completely and I don't want your relationship to interfere with that in any way. Do you understand?" Nick said, frankly.

I was turned on by Nick's respectful yet demanding demeaner. He wasn't at all shy about his desire to make love to me and I wanted nothing more. The fact he was talking like this to my husband was at first disconcerting but the longer it went the less I really cared what Brad thought anyway. I still loved him, after all he was my husband, but something had changed between us. Watching him lick up the nasty cum of other men from me and allowing his ass to be used the way it was changed the way I saw him.

I had always felt thankful he was willing to share me with others. I felt he shared me out of pride. But now I saw him in a different light. I wasn't sure how things had changed but it had, and I didn't look at him the same. Brad had a concerned look on his face. I could tell he was starting to worry about how far he had allowed things to go with Nick. He knew his opportunity to stop it had long since passed and now he would have to deal with the situation as it stood. There was no way I was going to stop Nick. I wanted him as much as he wanted me and nothing Brad said at this point was going to change my mind.

"That's why I asked you here tonight, Brad. I want you to help put your wife at ease. She wants this as much as I do, and I know she will be much more at ease if you both show and tell her how much you support her decision to be with me. It's not going to be like when she was with other men. Like I said I don't want to just fuck her. I want to make love to her and that might be a much more difficult thing for both of you to deal with." Nick continued.

"Have you ever watched her kiss another man? I'm not talking about some man shoving his tongue in her mouth. I'm talking about her kissing someone she has real feelings for. Someone she wants to give herself to. Someone she knows wants to make love to her all night and never let her go."

I looked at Nick as he explained and felt the passion he was describing. He had me so wet I would have cleared the table and laid naked for all to see if he wanted. I wanted everything he described, and I was anxious for it to happen now. Rather than strip off my clothes and lay naked on the table I decided instead to act on my feelings by giving him the passionate kiss he depicted.

I felt the warmth of his lips and the soft tangling of our tongues as he supported my chin and gently touched my cheek with his firm hand. I felt myself floating on a cloud of helpless desire. I wanted him to control my every fiber. I wanted to entrust him with everything I had.

"Do you like watching your beautiful wife kiss me?" Nick Questioned.

But before nick could answer Brooke interjected.

"He may like watching you kiss me, but not as much as I love kissing you."

I leaned in to prove to Nick how much I loved his lips, and he took the que. He started kissing me again even more passionately than before. I was lost in his world as we made out like two new lovers who just couldn't keep their hands to themselves. Our tongues danced with one another oblivious to the rest of the world.