My name is Sam and I have a beautiful wife of Vietnamese origin. I sometimes wondered, when we were dating, whether I was punching above my weight, even though it was she who originally asked me out. She first spotted me when I was working in my parent's Chinese take-away after I left university.
Maggie is 5ft 6in tall with long reddish brown hair, slim dress size 6 with 32A breasts.
I still remember our first date. When I picked her up she was wearing this long white dress that made her look beautiful, sweet and innocent.
Over the course of our relationship we have been on many dates and we enjoy going clubbing together. What strikes me the most is the amount of attention Maggie always gets from other men when we go out and how blatantly other men are hitting on her even though it is clear she is with me. I guess that Maggie has a very outgoing and sometimes wild personality that makes her so attractive to men. Strangely I enjoy the attention she gets from other men, It is amazing to see her make polite conversation with some of them and eventually brush them off.
Our sex life during our courting period was great; I suppose I was the more adventurous one. I like rimming and licking her out and often try to introduce her to different sex positions. On the other hand, Maggie is quite conservative and rarely wants to try anything new. In the end we always end up having sex in one of 3 positions, missionary, doggy style or her on top.
We married after a few years and now aged 34 with two kids, Maggie has blossomed from a beautiful, playful girl to a sexy woman: a knockout. Her looks haven't changed that much: she still has the long brown hair that goes past her shoulders, her face still looks like a 20 year old but what has changed is her body. She has maintained a slim and slender figure but now with more curves. Her breasts have gone from size 32A to 34D. Her round peachy ass, accentuated by her wider hips, is a wonder to behold as it sways from side to side. Unfortunately with married life and children our sex life has suffered; it could be weeks before we have sex and every time we do it seems like she wants it over and done with as quickly as possible. The sex is better on odd occasions such as our wedding anniversaries, when we book a couple of days stay at a hotel and leave the kids with my parents.
We have not had a holiday for a few years now but last summer we decided to go to Turkey as a family along with my parents. We were both excited and nervous at the same time, because this was our first holiday with the two kids and also our first venture into Turkey. But thankfully my parents are tagging along which means an extra pair of hands to look after the kids.
I recall my colleague once asking, "Why in God's name would you want to go to Turkey? It's full of dirty bastards who'll try to jump your wife. Stick to Spain or Portugal."
We have been to Spain and Portugal plenty of times, and we have heard some good things about going to Turkey from my Aunt, who after all has first-hand experience from actually living there. We booked a 5 star resort in Antalya as we hear that is one of the posh parts of Turkey that a lot of tourists visit.
Maggie looks stunning in her two piece bikini, it isn't too conservative but not too revealing at the same time. The weather is very hot: every day it's around about 34 degrees centigrade. We spend the majority of our time by the pool and I notice some men stealing glances at Maggie while other men are blatantly eyeing her in appreciation as she walks alongside the pool towards us.
On the 2nd day of our vacation, we are again playing by the pool. Maggie is on the sun lounger reading a book, with my mum napping beside her. After a short while she asks if we want any drinks at the bar. She takes our orders and walks over to the bar, which isn't very far. After some time I notice that she is yet to return so I ask my dad to look after the kids while I check if Maggie is OK. As I approach the bar I can see it is very busy with a long queue of people waiting to be served but I don't see Maggie. I go inside the hotel to look for her as I am starting to get a little worried. I spot Maggie by the piano bar inside and I am about to approach her when I see that she is busy talking to another man.
The man has very dark skin and looks very tall, fit and athletic; he also seems quite friendly and courteous towards Maggie. They look to be talking casually and I don't want to interrupt them, but I am a little curious about what they are talking about so I go around the corner out of Maggie's sight and try to listen in on a bit of their conversation. Maggie is telling him how this is her first holiday for a long time and what a great time she is having so far. He compliments her on how beautiful she looks despite having two kids and also tells her he works at the hotel as manager of the Spa and Fitness Centre. They continue to talk casually so I walk back, safe in the knowledge she is OK.
After about 10 minutes Maggie walks back with a tray of drinks.
"What took you so long?" I ask.
"Oh the outside bar was really busy so I went to the hotel bar instead," she sighs. "Then I met a very nice man who works at the hotel. He was just giving me recommendations about some places for us to visit tomorrow."
I think nothing more of it and carry on as usual for the rest of the day.
That night I can't sleep: I have a raging hard-on fantasising about Maggie getting hit on by that black guy. With the kids sharing a room with us, it is difficult for us to have sex. Maggie is sound asleep and I end up wanking and cumming a couple of times in the bathroom before eventually going back to sleep at 4 am.
The next day we get up and have breakfast, visit the old town and surrounding region and do some shopping. We arrive back at the resort after lunch and quickly get back into our swimming gear to enjoy the rest of the day in the sun. The kids and their grandparents are playing by the pool while Maggie and I are sipping cocktails at the nearby bar. Soon I need to use the bathroom so I leave Maggie at the bar for a while. When I come back I see the same black guy sitting beside Maggie again. chatting. She is giggling and smiling away as if the two of them are in their own little world.
As I approach them she says, "Oh honey, this is Amir. I was talking to him yesterday. Amir is the manager of the health and fitness department here. He has kindly given me a discount voucher to try the massage service here in the hotel."
I smile towards Amir and shake hands with him. He is much taller than me; easily 6 foot. Up close I can see that he is a bit older than I thought; I guess he is in his mid to late forties though he is in very good shape.
"Very nice to meet you Sam, I have heard a lot about you. Maggie says you originally came from Hong Kong? I have been there a few times, it is an amazing city."
We enjoy some small talk and he offers to buy us drinks "on the house." Amir seems quite friendly and genuine.
