I.
"You're kidding me, right?" she asked looking at me with a surprised expression on her face. "I know you're horny, but this is something else entirely."
May and Keith had been married for nearly six years and had celebrated the arrival of their first child six month ago. They were both still adjusting to life with a baby and their intimate relationship had taken a hit in deference to the care of their little girl. However, May's parents had recently volunteered to keep their daughter for a long weekend and both new parents were planning a long awaited weekend alone. Of course, Keith had one thing on his mind: wild sex. May, on the other hand was simply looking forward to complete relaxation and some adult time.
"No, I'm not kidding. I think it would be exciting; for both of us," Keith replied. "Nothing has to happen, and it probably won't, but I know we would both enjoy it."
"I'm sure YOU would," May said with a smirk and a wink. "And where would we find such a person?"
"I've done a little checking, and found that there is a very discrete service that will call on the hotel. I haven't made a reservation or anything. It's just something to think about."
"Okay, I'll think about it. It seems obvious that you've been thinking about it," May said nodding at Keith's crotch. His cock was bulging against his pants making a noticeable tent in the fabric.
"Try to get rid of that before my parents get here!" May said, giggling as she turned to leave the room. "I'm going to hop in the shower. Mom and Dad should be here in an hour."
May stood under the scorching heat of the shower thinking about her horny husband. He had been so patient and helpful since the baby arrived. They had not even slept together for the first three months after they brought their little girl home from the hospital. May slept with the baby because she was nursing in the middle of the night. Since they resumed sleeping together, the baby was in a crib in the same room so their love making was infrequent and, even then, hushed and hurried.
"He deserves a little excitement," May thought as she stepped out of the shower.
She stood before the large mirror in the bathroom and surveyed her thirty-two year old body. She was five foot eight and had lost all of the pregnancy weight, back to her 145 pounds. Her breasts, however, were still much larger than before. She was a large B-cup prior to the baby, but now she was a solid D. She turned to look at her backside in the mirror and smiled at how it had remained high and tight throughout the pregnancy. Her naturally red bush was trimmed short, as she liked it, and shaped into a perfect rectangle above the cleft of her pussy. Her lips were freshly shaved and looked smooth and soft.
She hefted her breasts in her hands and noticed how her nipples responded. She lightly pinched her nipples and smiled at herself in the mirror.
"Yes, he deserves some excitement, and I may enjoy a little myself!" She had decided to acquiesce to her husband's desire and allow this little fantasy of his to come to fruition. After all, they had visited strip clubs together in the past. In fact, she had been the willing recipient of several lap dances and one, memorable private dance, during which she found her fingers in the dancer's panties and her tongue in the dancer's mouth. "This shouldn't be that much different. And I can bring a halt to it whenever I feel like it."
She dressed comfortably in a light sundress for the short car trip to their weekend destination and left the bedroom to find Keith. She found him putting the baby down in her playpen and she crept up behind him. She grasped him around the waist and let her hands drift down to his crotch, resurrecting his previous erection.
"Okay, let's do it!" she said. "But...there are a few ground rules. Actually, only one ground rule: If I am uncomfortable or feel things are getting out of hand, I will call it off. You have to agree that what I say goes."
"Done!" he said, excitedly.
"Good. Now go make whatever arrangements you need to. I'll get her to sleep and we'll leave as soon as my parents get here."
Keith made his call from the kitchen and saw May's parents' car pull in to the driveway. He met them at the door and welcomed them in. May appeared in the foyer and hugged her mother then her dad.
"Thank you both so much for allowing us this getaway. This is the most thoughtful gift we could receive," she said.
"I agree. We both appreciate you two doing this for us. This will be our first time away from the baby and we wouldn't feel comfortable leaving her with anyone else," Keith added.
"Well, we are happy to be here and to have some alone time with our granddaughter. Now, get your things together and get going!" May's mom replied.
They showed the grandparents everything they'd need for the weekend, gave them their cell numbers, the number at the resort, the pediatrician's number, the number for poison control...
"That's enough. We have a little experience with children," Grandma said with a chuckle. "She'll be fine. Just go enjoy yourselves."
With that, Keith and May hopped in the car and headed out for the short drive.
"Did you do it?" May asked.
"Do what?" Keith replied grinning.
"You know what. Did you call the 'service'?"
"I did. It's all set up. Your personal masseuse will arrive at our suite around 7 o'clock tonight. I thought we would just relax a little when we get there, maybe have a drink by the pool and then head up to our room for your massage and then dinner on the patio. Does that sound alright?"
"It sounds wonderful!" May replied. She shut her eyes and thought about what was in store for her this evening. She was nervous about this massage business, but, despite her nerves, she had an undeniable tingle between her legs. She had never had an "erotic massage" as Keith described it. She shivered a little thinking about what such a massage would entail and felt her nipples tighten in her bra. Would she enjoy it or freak out and ruin the rest of the weekend? No, she would enjoy it; and so would Keith. She'd see to that! The rest of the drive was completed in silence as husband and wife anticipated their weekend together and the adventure they had planned.
II.
They arrived shortly after one in the afternoon and got checked in. The accommodations were every bit as luxurious as advertised. Their suite was large and airy with French doors leading from the expansive living area out to a private patio overlooking the garden. The room was furnished with dark wood antiques and the adjoining bedroom contained a king sized rice bed adjacent to another set of French doors leading to the patio.
They received their luggage from the bellman and ushered him out with a generous tip. They were eager to be alone, finally. They embraced in the middle of the living room and their lips immediately met in a passionate kiss. Their mouths opened to each other and their tongues danced together. Keith's hands roamed from May's back down to her ass and explored both cheeks before beginning to slide her dress up, uncovering her bare thighs. He loved her ass and was bound to get his hands on it unencumbered by the flowing material of her sundress.
"Hang on a minute there, fella," May said, reaching back to block her husband's access to her ass. She pecked him on the cheek and took a step back. "All in good time. Let's have some lunch first. I'm famished and I kind of like having you all worked up like this."
"Alright," Keith said, feigning dejection. "Would you like to eat out by the pool? There's a café and bar right on the pool deck."
"That's sounds perfect."
They made their way to the poolside café and took a table in the shade under a large oak. The waiter appeared and they ordered lunch and a half bottle of pinot grigio to wash it down. They had a leisurely lunch and enjoyed the beautiful warm afternoon and the crisp cool wine. They agreed that this was the most relaxed they had been in months.
Keith excused himself to use the restroom and, upon returning, locked eyes with May across the patio. She had an impish grin on her face and, as Keith's eyes moved lower, he could see that she was seated at the table with hem of her dress on her thighs and her legs spread. The sunlight filtering through the boughs of the tree perfectly illuminated the white silk of her panties. Keith glanced back up and their eyes met again. May raised an eyebrow and put her hand in her lap. Keith stopped and leaned on a nearby table to enjoy the view. May's hand made it to her crotch and she began to rub her fingers over her panties, never taking her eyes off of her husband. Keith felt a swelling in his pants as his cock responded to his wife's blatant exhibitionism. He made his way back to the table, his eyes never straying from between May's legs. May never stopped playing with her pussy. He made it to his seat and arranged his chair so that he had an unobstructed view of his wife masturbating.
"I bet you'd like to get in these panties, wouldn't you?" she asked in a somewhat labored whisper.
Keith could only nod. May was enjoying the power she had over her husband. She rarely took the initiative when it came to sex these days, but this feeling was addictive, not to mention terrible stimulating. Her pussy was drenched and she could feel her slippery essence on though the fabric of her panties.
"Do you like to watch me play with my pussy? Does it turn you on?"
Keith struggled to respond but choked out a "Yes!" He had never seen his wife act like this nor speak in such a lewd fashion. He loved it. His cock was as hard as it had ever been. He had to reach down to adjust his engorged dick before he ripped his pants.
"I love that you're hard for me, baby. Does seeing my panties out here in public make you hard? Showing you has made me so wet. I could cum any second. Would you like to see me cum out here? Playing with my pussy at the table?" She was nearly panting out the words.
She was very close to coming when she spied the waiter over her husband's shoulder. She reluctantly removed her hand from her soaked panties and pulled her dress over her legs.
Keith looked at her with disappointment on his face when he heard the waiter ask, "Can I bring you anything else?"
"Just the check, please," May replied and leaned across the table to place her fingers to Keith's lips. The waiter smiled and turned to leave just as Keith sucked May's fingers into his mouth.
