Jessica continued to see the counselor for the next two weeks. She didn't bring home anymore relationship building exercises for us to do. I figure that was because the first exercise went horribly wrong. Nothing constructive was accomplished by us sitting together in a tantric sex position and belittling each other. The only thing I got out of it was a chance to stare at Jessica's fine naked body without any reservations. I think that the naked part was probably Jessica's idea and not the counselor's. Jessica learned a long time ago that pulling out her tits and pussy would get me to do just about anything.
Friday afternoon, I decided it was a good time to do some heavy drinking. It hadn't numbed any of the pain since the time when I had gone out with my coworkers shortly after I found out about Jessica's indiscretions, but I was willing to give it a second try. I decided that bourbon was going to be my drink of choice that evening and I was already on my second drink when Jessica got home from work. I thought she had been at work, but I could tell that she had gone to the salon and gotten her hair cut or styled or something. Before I found out about her and Chris, I enjoyed when she came home with her hair perfect and smelling good. She usually looked like a million dollars. She also felt sexy which usually got me laid.
"Where have you been?" I asked.
"I had a hair appointment this afternoon, so I went there right after I got off from work," she replied. "I told you about it last week."
"I probably wasn't listening," I retorted. I was feeling the booze pretty good by now.
"Let me put down my bag and I'll join you," she said.
She left me sitting on the couch with my second drink while she dropped her bag in the bedroom and made herself a drink. She wasn't a bourbon fan, but she did like white wine after a long day.
"Do you mind if I join you?" she called from the kitchen.
"I don't mind." I replied.
She poured herself a generous pour of white wine and plopped down on the couch next to me. She didn't say anything. We just sat there and sipped our drinks in silence. After several minutes of uncomfortable silence, she spoke.
"How are we going to get past this?" she asked. "I know how you are. You never forgive anyone. You just hold it in and write the person off. I don't want that to be me. I do love you. I've learned from my therapist that I've done my part in confessing to you what happened. I will spend every day from now on making sure you know how sorry I am and how that was a phase of my life that doesn't apply to us now. If you can just take a small step with me, we can rebuild our relationship."
"I don't know where to start," I said. "Jessica, I just picture you and Chris whenever I feel anything sexual now. It isn't a good feeling!"
"My therapist said that we should go on a vacation and get away from everything here. We need to a place that feels new so that we can communicate better. Do you think that would be a good first step?" she asked.
"I would be interested in doing that, but I don't know that I will be any fun." I said.
"You don't need to worry about a thing. I will plan the whole trip and it will be so relaxing and special for us to reconnect!" she explained. "I'm going to start planning tonight!"
She sprang off the couch and into the bedroom where she kept her laptop. A few minutes later she decided that a trip to the Bahamas would be the perfect thing. We had our honeymoon in Mexico and we always talked about going to the Caribbean or the Bahamas. I guess it was going to be the Bahamas.
A few weeks later we had our full trip planned. We were going to a resort in the Bahamas called Atlantis for 7 days. Jessica had already started packing, and from what I could tell, she was planning on spending a lot of time on the beach and in the pool. The steady stream of bikinis she was bringing home was mind boggling. Each night she would model a new bikini for me. The first bikini had the pattern of an American flag on it. I was saluting fairly quickly when she walked out of the bedroom.
"What do you think of this one?" She asked.
"I think it is a bit skimpy for going out in public. The little strings that hold the bottoms on could easily come loose in the pool," I said.
"Ok, well let me show you how this works."
She began to pull on one of the strings tied over her right hip. The knot easily pulled loose and the small triangle covering her snatch fell away. Her neatly trimmed bush was revealed and I could clearly see her pussy on full display. Next, she pulled the string on the other hip and the bottoms fell off of her completely. She tossed the small bundle of American flag material into my lap. She turned and walked back into our bedroom, swishing her ass at me the entire way. I was starting to think I might enjoy this trip.
Each night a new bathing suite would appear and I would get a peak at my wife's amazing body. Nipples, ass, cleavage, legs, stomach, back, shoulders, and all the other sexy parts of her body were at some point revealed. On the last night before our trip she revealed that she had also put together a lingerie trousseau that she would reveal on the trip.
Finally, the day had come when we were going to travel to Nassau and make our way to Atlantis Paradise Island. The flight, though long, was relaxing and we were both excited to be away from our old life and looking forward to starting something new. I had not forgot about Jessica and Chris. In fact, it had been a constant thought in the back of my mind. The most common thoughts to emerge were either Jessica guiding Chris' cock into her that first night, Jessica giving him a blowjob on her knees, or Chris blowing his load inside of her. It made my skin crawl and also made me second guess going on the vacation. I could see how this vacation would be a complete waste of money if I had these thoughts in my mind every second of every day of our trip.
Jessica had organized the entire vacation and she had opted in for the "adult daycare" options. This meant that we didn't have to do anything but enjoy ourselves. First, we were picked up from the airport and driven to the resort. I didn't touch a single piece of luggage and they handed us drinks as soon as we got in the shuttle. I had a beer and Jessica had a mimosa. I felt like we were off to a good start. By the time we got to the resort, we both had a little bit of a buzz. Luckily, the check-in process was short and we were in our room with our luggage in a matter of minutes.
"Just to make sure that we start this vacation off on the right foot. I want to give you something." Jessica told me after the bell boy had closed the door.
She opened her purse and pulled out a laminated card. On the card was a list of actions. It was a sort of sexual menu that I could chose from throughout the week. I looked over the card and made an immediate selection.
"I'll have the quickie, right now," I announced.
She immediately leaned over the bed, pulled down her skirt and panties, and bent over, presenting herself to me. I looked at her round ass poking up in the air and her pussy protruding for the taking. I was immediately ready to go. I didn't hesitate. I pulled out my dick and rubbed it up and down her slit. My pre-cum was providing the lubrication needed to slowly enter her from behind. I slid my dick up and down her slit, going a little bit deeper each time. Once I was half way in, I grabbed her hips and slid in the rest of my shaft. I pushed down on her lower back to get the angle right and then began to pound my dick into her pussy. Jessica's face was turned to the left, touching the bed, and her chest was also touching the bed. She was truly ass up.
I knew that Jessica wasn't horny. She hadn't added any lubrication to the process, but my pre-cum was enough to abate the friction. As I pounded in and out of her sex, her face was ground into the bed. A few minutes later, I felt my balls begin to ache and I new I wasn't far from finishing. I reached under her and slid my hand into her bra, grabbing her right tit. That threw me over the edge. I went balls deep into her and let my lust push as much semen into her as my balls would pump out, pushing and grinding into her. At the end of my release I pushed one last time and that pushed the both of us off balance. She collapsed fully onto the bed with me on top of her. My dick slid out immediately as her pussy retreated between her legs.
I rolled off of her and she immediately stood up and went to the bathroom to clean up. My dick was softening and I immediately thought of Chris and Jessica after their throws of passion. He had left his cock in her pussy while they fell asleep. Here Jessica was running to the bathroom to clean up. I had enjoyed the release, but I didn't enjoy the humiliation.
Day 1
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The first day of the vacation, we had breakfast in bed and didn't get out of the bed until just before noon. She suggested that we put on our swim suits and have lunch by the pool. Our "adult daycare" package was all inclusive so we could eat anywhere at anytime and all alcohol was included, too. Jessica presented herself in a simple one piece swimsuit. It was all white and kind of reminded me of the kind of swimsuit an Olympic swimmer would wear except it was cut low in the front and the back. I could clearly see her nipples through the thin material and her ample cleavage was on display. There were no shaping elements to the bathing suite, so her breasts were basically without support. She had fucking amazing tits, so she didn't need support. I loved it when she went natural and let them roam free. She had a wrap around sarong skirt that hid the bottom of the swimsuit from my view. I'm sure she was hiding from me as a surprise she would unveil at the pool.
The restaurant next to the pool was Jamaican themed which I thought was weird. They had a live band playing Bob Marley tunes and there were 3 different types of jerk chicken sandwiches on the menu.
"Do you want me to jerk your chicken?" Jessica joked.
