Don Thompson looked over at his wife and patted her hand. She had been so silent since last night. She knew she was upset about what had happened, but he hoped she would forgive him. It seemed like an exciting thing to do. They were on their first vacation in 10 years. They should be able to relax and get a little crazy. Besides nothing really bad happened. Their flight would be landing in two hours. He hoped she would come out of her funk by then. The kids would be waiting to hear all it all went.
"Honey, are you OK?" He asked.
Toni stared out into space. The events of last night playing over and over in her head. It seemed so unreal. It couldn't have really happened. But the feeling in her vagina told her it had. Tears formed in her eyes and she wiped them away. She'd put it all behind her she thought. She'd never tell a soul, including Don about it. She'd take this secret to her grave.
It had been the last night of their Jamaican vacation. They had saved years for it. All the scrimping and saving, coupon cutting and doing without was to pay off. Her and her husband Don were going to celebrate their 20th wedding anniversary in Jamaica.
The kids drove them to the airport and saw them off. They felt so relaxed, so in love again. The first night, they drank too many rum punches and had gotten a little wild in bed. Toni was normally very conservative, but that night she felt so sexual, her and Don actually had sex twice.
The next day Don persuaded her to buy a bikini. She hadn't worn one in years. She was a mother, she always told Don. She had to wear a respectable one piece to the beach. But here she was the next day, strolling with Don down the beach in a daring two-piece.
Don was proud of his wife. At 39, she still looked wonderful. She had joined an aerobics class last year and lost a few pounds. She was proud of how she looked and even told Don, that she noticed some men looking at her.
The entire week had gone wonderful. They drank and ate and danced to excess every night. They made love like they were teenagers and Toni and Don rediscovered their passion for one another.
Then Don got an idea.
He remembered back in college one night where him and Toni and some friends were at a beach late at night having a bonfire. They were all drinking and someone pulled out a marijuana joint. Toni and Don had never, but everyone was doing it and they were all so drunk, they both took several hits.
The rest of the night was a bit of a fog to Don, but he remembers things getting rather wild. Some time after the joint was smoked, someone proposed skinny-dipping. It wasn't long before 10 naked college kids were frolicking in the cool water. He remembered him and Toni kissing and touching in the water and then everyone going up to their blanket and making love.
He could not see much, his glasses were off, and it was dark. But he remembers how passionate Toni was, and how the sounds of the other couples was so exciting. He wondered if he could find some marijuana for their last night there.
On their next to last day, Don and Toni had gotten up early and had rum punches for breakfast. They went back to their room and made love. Toni then fell asleep and Don got up to see if he could find someone who might know where to get some marijuana.
During the week, Don had struck up a friendship with one of the young bellmen. His name was Fila. Don had called him Phil. Fila took very good care of Don and his wife all week long.
"Phil?" Asked Don. "Do you know where I can get my hands on some marijuana?"
Fila smiled and said. "This is Jamaica man. Of course! But it will cost."
Don asked how much and was told $100. It sounded expensive to Don, but he really wanted to relive those old college memories, so he paid it to Fila. He also gave Fila an extra $20 for a tip. Fila said he would meet him in the bar when he got it. Don left very excited.
An hour later, Fila came to him in the bar. He had a small bag with two joints in it. Fila then told him, he knew of a "private" beach they could go to. One where they could be romantic without interruption. Don smiled and thought. "It'll be just like college days." He got the directions from Fila and thanked him, then went back to the room
"This will be perfect." Thought Fila.
Fila was in trouble with a local man named Ran. He ran drugs and illegal gambling on the island. Fila was into him for much money. But he knew he could always square himself with the man by setting up an unsuspecting couple. He called him and told him about Don and Toni.
That night Don and Toni had a wonderful dinner, more rum punches. Toni looked at Don and told him. "You better take me back to the room now." Don told her he had other ideas.
Phil watched Don and Toni leave the hotel and head to the "private" beach he had directed them to. He picked up the phone and called Ran. "They are leaving for the beach now." He told him. Ran smiled as he hung up the phone.
They walked to the area Don had been directed to. Don was carrying a blanket and a thermos full of the rum punch. He poured Toni a glassful and spread the blanket. It was a secluded area, perfect for what Don had in mind. They could see the moonlight reflecting off of the waves. They sat and drank and talked about their wonderful vacation.
Then Don told her he had a surprise. He smiled as he pulled out the joints. Toni looked at Don with a surprised look. He lit one and handed it to her. She laughed and took a small toke and then coughed and laughed.
They took turns sharing the first joint. It was almost done and they both were feeling the effects. Don and Toni had never felt so high in their lives. The rum punches, plus the extremely potent marijuana had them both quite buzzed. Don laid back and looked at the stars. His wife curled up next to him, resting on his shoulder. Toni felt so happy, so free, so wild, she decided to get a bit crazy.
Her head was spinning as she lowered herself down to Don's shorts and undid them. She pulled down his underwear and pulled out his erect cock. God he was so hard she thought. She took him in his mouth.
Don felt so lightheaded. His eyes were closed and he felt as though he was floating. Toni was sucking his cock. His normal 5 inches felt like it was a foot long. Her mouth felt like a wet vacuum cleaner sucking him like it's never been done.
Toni felt like she was in a trance. Don's cock was so hard. She felt so naughty doing this out in the open, but found it so exciting. Her 39-year-old pussy gushed juice. She could not wait until she mounted him and rode him to orgasm.
But it was not to be.
Suddenly there were a flurry of voices, lights, sounds that woke Don up from his haze. He was drug to his feet, his shorts still around his ankles, his arms roughly pulled behind his back and handcuffed. Toni's arms were pulled behind her back and held. Don's shorts were pulled up and snapped.
Don and Toni struggled to get their wits about them. The men accosting them appeared to be policemen. They had blue uniforms and badges and flashlights and guns. Don could barely see, his glasses knocked off, as he was drug to his feet.
