My wife of 15 years and I were taking our first vacation since our honeymoon. We were both heavily involved in our careers and had no children. They were never really a part of our game plan as we enjoyed the freedom to do whatever we wanted to do whenever we wanted to do it. Almost all of the free time we might have acquired was aimed at our jobs.
We lived well and had a very good sex life. We used toys and role play but we never really went to any extremes or became involved with others. My wife always had a weakness for alcohol early on in our relationship and it really lowered her inhibitions where she would become an outrageous flirt.
I happened to walk up on her and a colleague of hers at a cook out just separating from a serious French kiss. When her glassy eyes finally focused on me you could see the "oh shit" look on her face as she immediately came over to me, apologizing profusely for the obvious pain I felt.
This incident, while not that big of a deal now, was really crushing to me then. Sue actually swore off drinking altogether because of it and never let me forget that there was no one for her but me. Eventually, I put my stupid pride in check, forgave her and we went on as before with our happy life. Truth be known, I took to masturbating frequently to the image of her passionate embrace with that man and took it to a whole other level over time.
It started with images of her allowing the man to slide his fingers under her short shorts and finger fucking her to orgasm as they kissed. From there it seemed to broaden to her being led to an out-of-the-way location and fucked against her will before coming to enjoy it all. Soon, it involved more than one man either watching or participating in her debauchery. I never spoke of these fantasies of mine to her because of the shit I put her through before forgiving her innocent mishap.
Just prior to our 15th anniversary I managed to land a huge account that would actually triple our current income and felt that I should tell Sue over a bottle or two of Champagne. She was shocked when I came home with the bottles. After telling her about my success, she agreed to drink with me at home.
"Bill, since you're supplying me with what I always loved, I got something for you from Janet that I was saving for our anniversary."
She went into our bedroom and came back a short time later wearing only a tee shirt and carrying an envelope. She handed it to me and I immediately was surprised and overjoyed at finding her sister had rolled us a half dozen joints, my drug of preference during my college years. Of course, the method to her madness was, she knew how horny I became with pot.
"How about we drink a little, smoke a little and then you fuck this as much as you can," she said while pulling up her shirt to reveal her shaved pussy.
At 37, Sue had a remarkable body that all men seemed to enjoy looking at. She had run everyday of her adult life and was blessed with an athletic body, D cup breasts and a bubble butt. I couldn't get enough of looking at her. She had short blonde hair that seemed to accentuate her full lips and green eyes and when she was buzzed, her flirtatious side was intoxicating.
Stripping down to my boxers, we opened a bottle and fired up a joint and just sat there at the dining room table getting silly and horny. We talked about taking a well-deserved vacation somewhere warm to get away from the cold of November in the Midwest.
We both sat in front of the computer and looked up different vacation sites before deciding on the Bahamas. We decided to reserve a cottage on a secluded lot of land. It was upscale, private, and would allow us to relax in the freedom we always craved.
After we had booked our vacation it became time to play. My fantasy of Sue being seduced by another man was always in my head and seemed to make my cock as large as it could get at a rock-hard 7 inches. While I never mentioned it during our sharing of fantasies, I would imagine it during our fuck sessions. She'd be on her hands and knees as a huge cock violated her pussy and her mouth would be wrapped around the cock of a man holding her firmly, allowing the man fucking her to get maximum penetration.
Sue enjoyed being looked at. When she ran, any man that saw her would do a double take as her tits bounced. She wore a sports bra, but her unrestrained cleavage showed the bouncing flesh and her skin tight pants showed off her magnificent ass. She really was smoking hot. The more men that she noticed ogling her, the hornier she was when finished. If I was at home after one of her runs, she practically demanded that I eat her sweaty pussy.
When we got to the Bahamas, the first thing we did was shed our clothes and wore only bare necessities. After seeing that no one seemed to be around, Sue put on this hardly-there bikini and said she was going for a run on the beach.
I opened up the vacuum-sealed package that contained the pot from home and decided to fire up a joint. After a few hits, my mind began to wander as the picture of my wife running with all of her moving parts on display flooded my brain. I began to jack off to the image of her being seen by some young guy on the beach and her pussy starting to moisten as he looked at her. It didn't take long for me to shoot my cum all over my belly.
I began to wonder if I should tell Sue about my fantasies and possibly act on them to some degree while on our vacation. We had 10 days ahead of us and the prospects of doing something hot and different really appealed to me.
After unpacking my stuff, I decided to go out to the beach with my binoculars to look at some of the yachts anchored offshore. As I scanned to horizon I thought I'd see if Sue was anywhere in sight. My cock began to stiffen as I saw her talking to 5 or 6 boys about a half mile up the beach. She couldn't see me, naturally, which made my little peeping session all the hotter.
It looked as if the boys were doing most of the talking while Sue seemed to be wearing a half smile. I noticed the boys behind her pointing and looking at her ass as one boy began rubbing his crotch. I couldn't imagine what they were all talking about, but I'm sure she was aware that they were all scoping her out pretty hard.
When she finally started running back toward our cottage, I ran inside and got ready for the pussy eating that probably would take place.
When she arrived, her face and upper part of her chest were really flushed, and it wasn't from the running. She was in great shape and hardly ever had color arise from her runs.
"How was your run, baby?"
Well. It wasn't exactly deserted. There was a guy up there that couldn't take his eyes off me and it made my pussy hot knowing how scantily I was dressed. I think you need to smell and taste me right away."
As we both began shedding our clothes, I wondered why she told me there was only one guy ogling her, when in fact, I saw her with half a dozen young guys. As she lay back on the bed, spreading her legs, my focus became devouring her beautiful, hairless pussy with its heady aroma.
My cock became very hard as I still was puzzled as to why she lied about her little venture. I wouldn't have said anymore about it if she'd given me the actual facts. Just the mere fact that she was hiding something turned me on to the point that when she came, I hopped on her and came within seconds.
"Wow! What made you so hot?"
"I took a few tokes on a joint while you were out. You know what that does to me."
"Yes I do!" she said with a smile on her face.
"Why don't we crack a bottle of bubbly and fire up a joint. For some reason, I feel a need for more of your cock in me."
"It's probably because of the guy who saw your nearly naked body and all of its moving parts," I told her. I watched her face and chest begin to redden again.
"You're probably right. He was really starring at me."
Again she was hiding the real facts. I knew that something had to have happened that she didn't feel comfortable telling me, but what? It was at this point that I gave her a passionate open-mouthed kiss and I could taste the beer on her. Apparently she'd been drinking some of the boys stash while talking with them. I didn't say anything about it, but I decided to keep an eye on her to see where all of this might go.
We lay around drinking and smoking, not bothering to get dressed. Before we dozed off we had a wonderful and slow, lazy fuck.
When I woke up I barely caught a glimpse of Sue as she was walking by the window. I got up and walked to the window with the intent of finding out where she was off to, but when I saw all of her, my jaw hit the floor. She was wearing a G-string bikini that I had never seen before. She was also carrying a half full bottle in her right hand, taking a swig of it as she got to the beach. She stood there for a while so I thought I'd join her until she suddenly started walking up the beach.
As she got out of sight, my curiosity got the better of me. Grabbing the binoculars and staying out of sight in the waning light, I followed her. She looked back once before continuing her trek. Off in the distance I could see the glow of a campfire. On closer observation through the glasses it appeared to be the same group of boys I saw her with earlier, but I couldn't be sure. What really gnawed at me was the bikini she'd chosen to wear. Her ass would be on full display and it was the kind of ass that couldn't be ignored.
She appeared to be headed toward the campfire. I stayed off to the side of her and walked behind any sand dunes I could find. Finally I was close enough to hear them having a good time, but when they noticed Sue approaching, everything went silent. One of the boys started walking toward her as I took up a spot that was out of sight, but close enough to hear what was being said.
"Well hello, Sue. Is this the bikini you were describing earlier?"
As soon as he said this, my cock began to harden. I knew it was the booze that prompted her little venture, but this time I didn't plan on interrupting her. She just loved to flirt but she'd never go beyond that. At least I was pretty sure she wouldn't. I began to wonder if the boys would honor her wishes as most seemed pretty drunk.
"Yeah. It's a really nice night for it, wouldn't you say?"
As she stood there, the boy began to walk around her. When he saw her gorgeous ass in all its glory he gave a low whistle.
"There's no such thing as a bad night for you to be wearing that. I'm glad you were able to make it to our little soirée," he said as he came around to the front side of her. He stopped in front of her, put his hand on the back of her neck and pulled her into a very hot kiss. After a few seconds Sue broke off the kiss.
"Remember, I told you I was married."
"I know. You are just too hot to not kiss. Did you like it Sue?"
