I'm the planner in our family, its just in my DNA. I want to plan and know where, when, how much, and what we are doing- especially on vacation. My husband and I work hard and both enjoy our careers, and we make a good living. We are far from wealthy, but we can afford to buy good booze, good food, and nice cars that we save for. We can usually afford one big vacation a year, and a couple of weekend getaways. So when we go away, we make the most of it. This year we were headed back to our favorite island in South Carolina for a week of beach, pool, booze, and amazing food!
Just driving across the bridge onto the island, a change comes over my man. His shoulders relax, he lets out a sigh, and a smile brightens his face. He is usually a laid-back guy anyway, but Vacation Hubby (VH) was basically a different guy. We called VH his alter-ego. He swore he would never be a beach guy, he had no need for the sand or heat, but one trip to this place changed that. Now it was our happy place.
We were staying in a new condo this year, much smaller but oceanfront. We parked the car and got our stuff up to the 5th floor. As soon as we walked in, we were rewarded with an amazing view. Opening up the balcony doors, the sound of the waves was even better than expected. The sun was setting and the thunderstorm that had just passed through created an amazing sunset. I poured us both a bourbon as VH got the groceries to the kitchen.
We were both actually soaked- clothes and hair, and despite the heat, we had a little chill. We had gotten caught in that downpour trying to leave Costco after a full day of driving. Not only did we get drenched as we loaded the booze and food into the car in the rain, but just as we closed the back of the car, a huge truck flew by and sprayed us with an entire puddle. We both did a good job of keeping our tempers down and mood up- we were just 10 miles from the condo.
As we stood there shivering and drinking our first cocktail, I decided to head to a hot shower before unpacking anything. VH told me to enjoy and he would jump in after me. The hot water was glorious, and after a few moments of enjoying it, I was joined by VH, who decided not to wait at all. He stepped in and pulled me close under the hot water. We stood there for quite a while, kissing deeply and enjoying the warmth. His hand slid across to my huge tits, and I knew where this was going! We are both big people, tall with thick bodies that worked perfectly together. My hubby loved all of my soft bumps and curves. There was no room in this shower for the two of us to do anything but stand and kiss.