Last Chance Ch. 10

An adult stories – Last Chance Ch. 10 by m_storyman_x,m_storyman_x Thanks to chiefhal for his proofreading assistance

I felt her climb onto the chair, gently, slowly, easing herself onto the lounge chair. I left my eyes closed, pretending to sleep, not wanting to encourage her. Last thing I needed, was for Amanda to wake up and find Alexi fucking me. I knew it was morning. The sun was coming up high enough, on the other side of the island, for the early sunbeams to break over the trees and light the ocean waves. I knew because it had been a lousy night’s sleep. I knew, because the unfamiliar jungle bird sounds kept waking me. I knew, because I was still irritated at Amanda for locking me out, no locking US out, after it was her idea to have Alexi stay with us. I guess that isn’t completely fair. We didn’t exactly have a lot of choice in the matter once Albert showed up.

I felt a hot wet mouth close around my flaccid dick, gently licking and teasing me. As much as I didn’t want it, my body couldn’t help but get turned on. I could feel my cock hardening in her grasp and mouth, her tongue teasing around my engorged head, as she slowly, teasingly, bobbed her head up and down my growing shaft.

Her mouth left my, now hard, dick and I felt her slowly, very carefully, almost as if she didn’t want to wake me, crawl up my body, her knees marching up along my legs and then my hips. I felt her hand gasp my shaft again, but in a different way. I knew what was next. I loved this position more than any other, so it was hard to pretend to sleep, while she rubbed my mushroom head between her lips. She teased the tip of my head between her lips and across her clit, teasing herself as much as me. I felt the tip of my, now engorged, head tease over and across her clit with more force, her hand circling it over and around the hard nub. I heard a soft moan and then felt my head being pushed back, back to the entrance of her depths. I felt her weight lower onto me, forcing her entrance to have to expand to allow me in. She moaned again, as she let more weight down on me, my fat head now spreading her enough to slip into her. She slid easily down my shaft, her lips lubricated with her own juices, and my shaft with her saliva.

“Oh damn,” I groaned, unable to keep up the pretense, as she sunk down the length of my shaft. I opened my eyes, looking up at the woman on my lap, expecting to find an incredibly gorgeous, possibly the most beautiful redhead I’d ever laid eyes on, sitting on my lap, looking down at me. But that wasn’t who it was. Instead, I saw the very familiar face of my wife, looking down at me, a small, but very timid smile on her lips. She sat on me with that almost concerned look on her face.

“You didn’t come to bed with me.” She whispered, looking over her shoulder briefly at the other lounge chair, the one with that redhead I’d expected to see, sleeping on it, a frown appearing on her face briefly.

“You locked us out.”

She looked back at me in surprise. “What? No, I didn’t.”

“It was locked when we came back and I knocked on the window and called to you. When you didn’t answer, I figured you were pissed at me and locked me out.”

“I didn’t! At least I don’t think I did. I closed it. I didn’t want to hear you two fucking, so I closed it and went to bed.”

“Well, you missed out, because I was coming back to get you, and take you out there and do it. I gave her two climaxes and figured that was enough.”

“So, you didn’t finish with her?” She asked, with furrowed eyebrows. “I would have thought, a good-looking young woman like her. You would have…you know.”

I chuckled at how bashful she suddenly gets, when she talks about certain sex things, like climaxing, at least when she’s not intentionally trying to be crude for effect. “No…I didn’t…you know. I was out there and I wanted it to be you. But that kinda went up in smoke when you locked us out.”

“I’m sorry lover.” She said, leaning down toward me. She pressed her lips to mine in a soft kiss. “I really am sorry.” She whispered, as she broke the kiss.

“Look, would you two stop waking me up? Just go out there and fuck already!” Alexi said, from where she lay.

“Maybe we should. Otherwise, we can stay right here and I can ride you until we both come.” She said, with a naughty little grin.

“I like that idea just fine.” I answered. She pushed herself upright again and then, resting her hands on my chest, began to slowly lift and lower herself. She moved slowly, making sure she didn’t accidently pull off my partly softened dick. She reached for my hands and pulled them to her tits, letting me cup them and stroke my thumbs across her hard nipples. I could feel myself hardening inside her, and she did as well, making her strokes longer as my shaft grew longer in her. She was soon bouncing up and down energetically, her bare ass slapping on my thighs with each downward stroke. She looked me in the eyes, as she rode me, concentrating on making her motions chance with almost every stroke, her hips rocking slightly, as she stroked herself up and down on me.

“You better come soon. I don’t know how long I can do this.”

“It’ll be little bit yet. You know how long I can go, first thing in the morning,” I said, with a little smile. I was actually enjoying the ride very much and really didn’t want to hurry it. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Alexi stand up and step to us. She moved to the end of the almost completely reclined chair, and stepped one foot over my head. With one foot on the back of the chair near my head, and the other on the deck, she had her pussy in full view of me, while she faced Amanda.

“If you’re gonna make me all horny as fuck, you better make sure to make me come.” she said, as she pushed her pussy toward my face. She reached for my hands on Amanda’s tits and pulled them to her own chest and then reached for Amanda’s tits. “There…now we can all have fun,” Alexi said, as she lowered her pussy the last few inches to my face. She pressed her soft pink lips to mine, moaning softly, as I reflexively licked her slit and pushed my tongue between those pink lips.

I had to admit, between the two of them my ability to hold myself off longer in the morning, was being challenged. I could hear my wife’s moans, nearly being drowned out by Alexi’s gasps and moans. I could taste her tangy juices quickly growing sweet, as she leaked onto my face. “Oh fuck, make me come baby! Make me come all over your face!”

“SHIT!” Amanda cried loudly a few moments later, her pussy squeezing around me and slamming down onto my lap. She sat on me, shuddering and trembling. I liked to watch her climax, I always had. But this time I couldn’t see anything but Alexi’s cute little ass.

“Okay, your turn…” Amanda said, as she shakingly pulled herself off my dick. I felt her climb off the chair and then Alexi pulled her pussy from my face. She moved quickly down my body and still facing away from me, grasped my cock, aiming it at her pussy. She slammed herself down on me, driving my lubricated cock into her sopping wet pussy in one stroke. She sat on my lap, my cock deep in her, as she trembled and shuddered, apparently so close to climax from my licking her clit, that she started to climax just from the feeling of me sliding into her.

She sat for a few moments, and then began to lift and lower herself. I looked past her to see Amanda reclined in the other chair, the one that Alexi had slept in, her legs spread and her fingers teasing her recently climaxed pussy. I watched her watch us, as Alexi began to ride me, urgently; her ass slapping down hard on me, almost as fast as she could move it. Up and down, she bounced her ass, half bent over, almost as if she were twerking on my cock. I could hear her moans and gasps of pleasure as she drove herself down onto me, over and over, my head banging against the end of her tunnel with each stroke. Up and down her cute little ass flew, driving her climax on and on. She hadn’t ever really finished climaxing; she just kept it going with her constant pumping on my cock.

I watched Amanda watch us, one finger now slipping into her pussy, while her free hand teased one of her nipples. I was a bit surprised, that even though she’d already climaxed, she was quickly getting turned on again. I wondered just how far she would take it, sitting there, her legs spread wider now, two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. I wondered if she’d climax a second time, watching Alexi fuck my cock wildly. As much as I wanted to make this last longer, I couldn’t. It had pushed my excitement to the limits and my body jerked hard. I started coming inside Alexi, shot after shot of cum lancing deep into her pussy, as she slammed down and held herself on me. She moaned how good it felt to have me pumping her full as she sat on me, taking it all in.

I’d barely stopped pumping my cum into her and she was off my dick. She moved quickly to where Amanda reclined, and crawled half onto the chair. She lowered her face to Amanda’s pussy and pushed her hand aside. I could just barely see past her face and see her push two fingers into Amanda. “Come on honey. Come for me. Let your man see you come fucking hard. Let it all out. Let’s see just how hard we can make you come!” She said, as she moved up the chair further. She lowered her face to one of Amanda’s tits and got a massive moan as she sucked the nipple into her mouth. Her fingers plunged in and out of Amanda’s pussy, almost as fast as she’d been fucking my cock. Amanda moaned and gasped as her climax built, her hands holding the back of Alexi’s head to pull it to her tit.

“SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!” Amanda cried loudly, as her whole body jerked and shuddered. Alexi quickly rolled herself onto one of Amanda’s legs, exposing her pussy to my view. I was surprised to see a stream of juices squirt from Amanda’s pussy into the air, nearly hitting my feet as it sailed back down to the decking. A second time she tensed and sent a stream into the air. I’d seen her squirt a couple times over the years. But nothing as hard as this. The third stream of her juices seemed almost harder than the first two, her hips now rocked differently so that her stream was sent higher into the air before coming down to splatter on the decking like she was peeing.

“That’s it honey, feel that climax! Let it take you all the way over.”

“Oh God, stop.” Amanda gasped, reaching for Alexi’s hand and pushing it from her pussy. “No more. Oh God… No more please.”

Alexi crawled off Amanda and looked over at me, looking very pleased with herself. Without a word she slipped through the mosquito netting and walked down to the water. She waded out away from the bungalow until she was nearly tit deep, leaving the two of us alone.

“That looked intense.”

“Shit, it was! I don’t know exactly what she did, but damn she did it good!” Amanda panted, as she lay there looking at me. “Did you enjoy filling her pussy?”

“I thought you wanted it.”

“I did. But I figured I’d get plenty of it. Might as well let her have a little.”

“I don’t understand you at all.” I said, shaking my head.

“You’re not supposed to.” She said, as she moved off the chair and came to mine. She crawled onto me and lay on me, putting her face in front of mine. She held it there, inches from my face, waiting. I knew what she wanted. She wanted to be kissed. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her a little closer before pressing my lips to hers.

“So, what do we do today?” I asked, after the second kiss was finished.

“You mean besides finding interesting places to let me fuck your brains out?” And there it was again, that intentional crudeness that I knew was not real. It made it hard for me to believe that she meant what she said, and that it wasn’t just some act. “What? You don’t want me to fuck your brains out?”

I sighed deeply before answering. “Amanda. You and I both know that you don’t talk like that. You never have, even when we were first married. You rarely use the word fuck at all, let alone to describe sex.”

“But that’s what you want, right? You want me to be a slutty little whore for you, fucking anywhere and everywhere. That’s what Liang did, wasn’t it? Not only fuck you anywhere, but run around naked all the time and get other women to fuck you too? That is what she did, wasn’t it?”

“I won’t deny she did. But I also said she was over the top. How about we drop this to some realistic expectations here. I don’t expect you to change overnight. I certainly didn’t have any expectation or even wish for you to turn into a slut. That implies that you want to spread your legs for other guys at the drop of a hat. That isn’t what I want. Yes, you brought me here, yes you let me buy you some very slutty dresses. But damn, why can’t you just try to be yourself, instead of trying to be sluttier than Liang?”

“Those dresses you bought me. I’ve worn them. Hell, I wore one all the way here. That was what you intended right, for other guys to check out my stuff?”

“Actually, not exactly. What I like is to be teased by you. That includes dressing in things that COULD allow some other guy to check out your stuff, but that doesn’t mean I want you to show it to them. I want you to show it to me! If it gets you turned on to give some dude a little flash, then fine. I can deal with that, as long as you’re not spreading your legs for ’em. I know you just went through something pretty traumatic. I get that. After what they did to you, I’d be a little screwed up too. I get that you suddenly want to change to keep me and, God knows why, you want to suddenly make sure that we stay together no matter what. I don’t completely understand it, but I get that you do. But if this is going to work, I need you to be what you’re gonna be, going down the road, long term. Not just a few weeks of over-the-top crazy shit.”

“So, if I say I’m not good with you fucking these other women, you’d stop?”

“Why do you think I wouldn’t?”

“That was an evasive answer. So yes, or no? Okay. Fine. I’ll tell you why I think you wouldn’t. I think that you’ve been like a thirsty man for the last four or five years, and now you’ve been thrown into a lake and told that you can have all of it you can take. Liang saw to that. She didn’t just fuck you, she made sure you had plenty to sample. I don’t even know how many different women you’ve fucked in the last few weeks. Enough, I’m sure, to give you lots to think about. How do I compete against that? I mean, what did you do last night? Instead of having sex with me in the surf and then snuggle me all night, you went out there and fucked Alexi. Not once, but two or three times. How do I fit into that?”

“It wasn’t my choice. I kind of got forced into that. I wanted to snuggle and sleep with you.”

“It wasn’t like you objected to fucking her out there.”

“No…I didn’t, I guess. I suppose I should have.”

“Yes, you should have. I don’t mind sharing you a bit. I get that you’ve gotten used to a variety, but I don’t want to be ignored and I can’t be left out.”

“You’re right. I should have told her no and come to bed with you.”

“Yes, you should have.” She agreed. “Now that we got that settled, how about we take a shower and go have some breakfast?”

“Sounds like a good idea to me.” I agreed. It took us only a few minutes to shower, since we didn’t have to dress or anything. We didn’t even bother to dry off. Amanda just pulled her wet hair back into a pony tail and we set off for breakfast, confident that the ride to the restaurant would dry us off. We were right, it did.

We walked into the same buffet restaurant that we had visited the night before. The biggest difference was the number of people. I could tell that Amanda was more than a little nervous, walking around naked in front of all these people, but then, they were naked too, and I could tell by the body language, that more than a few of the ladies were equally shy. She could no longer cover herself in any meaningful way, as we progressed through the buffet line, both hands being needed to hold her plate and glass. We wound through the tables, making our way to one some distance from the food line; but, also making us both walk past a lot of sitting people. What’s the difference you ask? A sitting person is practically looking at your crotch as you walk past, a standing person, looking at your crotch, is definitely more obvious. By the time we sat down, Amanda was blushing brightly and I had more than a bit of a stiffy showing.

“Was it that embarrassing?” I asked her softly.

“Why?”

“You’re blushing.”

“I am not!” She said with a sudden frown.

“Okay, your face is red.”

“It is?” she asked quickly, lifting her hands to her cheeks and covering them. “Oh my.”

I looked at her for several seconds before it dawned on me. She wasn’t blushing, she was flushed. “You know what? I forgot a fork. Would you be a love and run up and get me one?”

“Me? Why me?”

“Because I asked you to?”

“But… I’ll have to…”

“Walk up there? Is that a problem?” She looked at me for several seconds and then with a defiant look on her face, stood up. She walked to the end of the buffet table, winding herself between the maze of tables and came back with a fork for me. She was about to sit down when I stopped her again. “Damn. No butter. We need some butter.”

“Let me guess, you want me to go get some?”

“You’re still standing up.” She opened her mouth to object and then turned and walked back. It took her a few moments to get several packets of butter and head back. By the time she got back her face was flushed bright red. I pushed my chair back and reached out for her. I she took my hand, not sure what I was going to do, and then pulled her onto my lap, her legs both hanging over one of mine.

“What are you doing?” She hissed softly, looking around, clearly embarrassed about what she thought I might do, now that I had her on my lap.

“Checking something.” I answered her with a grin. I used my fingers to try and push her legs apart a little bit.

“Stop!” She whispered forcefully as she resisted my attempt to get between her legs. “Someone will see!”

“So?”

“SO? You want everyone to see you doing that?” She said a little louder.

“Then tell me what you’re embarrassed about.”

“I’m not.”

“You are. Either that or you’re feeling turned on by something. Is it walking around with all these people looking at your sexy body?”

“No!” she said with irritation in her voice.

“Then let me see.”

“Really? You wanna stick your fingers there? In here?”

“Uh huh.” I nodded. “Just for a second.”

“Oh fine.” She said, finally allowing me to spread her legs a couple inches. I reached my fingers between her thighs and stroked her pussy gently, my pointer finger splitting her lips and feeling the wetness there. “That’s what I thought.”

“What is?” She almost moaned as my finger rubbed up and down her slit, stroking across her clit. “Oh shit. Don’t do that!”

“Someone is seriously turned on.”

“I am not.” She said tersely, looking down at me.

“Really?” I asked, putting my finger tip on her clit and rubbing it in small circles. She closed her eyes and sat stiffly, trying to suppress the reaction.

“You aren’t going to do what I think you are, are you?” She whispered as her hands squeezed my forearm where she was gripping me.

“Depends. Still want to tell me that you aren’t turned on, walking through there naked?”

“Okay, so maybe I am a little.” She said, as I continued to stroke her clit in tiny circular motions.

“I didn’t think you’d get that turned on by being looked at by a bunch of guys.” I said honestly.

“I’m not. It isn’t that. Oh God. If you don’t stop…”

“Then what is it? I won’t stop unless you tell me.”

“Ohhhh damn. Please…”

“Tell me.”

“Oh God, you’re going to think this is so silly.”

“Tell me.” I said, as I continued to slowly stroke her hard clit, drawing a soft moan from her.

“Alright. Just stop. Look across the room. The lady with the red scarf. She was staring at me.”

I looked across the room, and there definitely was a woman with a red scarf in her hair. She was an extremely good looking thirty something, sitting alone, with her chair turned to face us, her knees spread and her fingers between her legs. Even across the room I could tell that she was staring at us. She saw me looking at her and gave me a wink and pulled her finger from her pussy to slowly stick it into her mouth like she was sucking a small cock. “Yeah. She’s looking. But why would that turn you on?”

“Because she wants to have sex with me.”

“How do you know that?” I asked curiously, having already come to the same conclusion.

“She stared right at me as she did this.” She said as she let go of my arm and held her fingers up to her face in a V shape, and then stuck her tongue out between them. “That’s what that means, isn’t it? That she wants to lick my pussy, or have me lick hers?”

“Usually, but how do you know it was aimed at you?”

“Because when I stared back, more surprised than anything, she spread her legs and started stroking her pussy for me to see.”

“Ahhhh…Well, we were warned that either of us could be propositioned.” I answered her with a small smile, my finger still teasing her lightly.

“Would you stop, please?” She asked, a little quaver in her voice as she squeezed my hand tighter with her thighs.

“I could. Maybe she’d like to take over.”

“Who?” Amanda asked quickly, looking at me and then twisting her head to see the lady with the red scarf in her hair walking toward us. She was definitely plus sized, but not unattractive by my standards. Her chest had to be at least an E cup or maybe even larger. I’d already seen that her pussy was completely shaved and her full round lips hid all of her inner labia. She made her way between the tables toward us, walking very purposefully, her eyes never leaving us. “Oh God,” Amanda groaned,” here she comes.”

“Hello.” She said, as she reached our table. “I’m Lisa.”

“Hello, Lisa.” I answered, with a smile. “I’m Barry and this is my wife, Amanda.”

“Amanda. That’s a nice name. Kind of rolls off your tongue, like pussy juice,” she said huskily. She stepped closer and leaned over a bit. She reached to my wife’s chin with one finger and used it to tip my wife’s head back so they were looking into each other’s eyes. “What do you say Amanda, wanna become my breakfast desert?” She asked, as she slowly lowered her face to Amanda’s. I watched as she kissed my wife’s pursed lips. Taking long seconds to try and kiss away my wife’s resistance. I felt her big tits brush my arm and glanced down to see her cupping and squeezing one of my wife’s tits with her free hand. It took almost a minute before my wife parted her lips and tentatively kissed back. The two continued to kiss, Amanda’s kisses growing slowly more sensual, as Lisa played with her breasts and nipples and, being the devious bastard that I was, I continued to softly stroke my finger around her clit.

“I haven’t even eaten yet.” Amanda protested breathlessly, as they broke the kiss, my wife now trying to push my hand from between her thighs.

“Tell you what, you bring your plate outside and you can eat that while I eat that scrumptious looking pussy of yours. How’s that sound?” Lisa whispered softly.

“But my husband.”

“I don’t mind. He can come too.” She said with a giggle, punctuating her pun. She turned her face a little to look at mine, as she moved her hand from my wife’s tit to pull my hand from between my wife’s legs. She lifted my hand to one of her big tits and pressed it to the huge soft mound hanging down. “How about it, Barry is it? How about you come play with both of us.”

“Could be fun.” I answered.

“I can guarantee it.” Lisa whispered before turning back to look at my wife’s face again. “Come on, you know you want to. I can tell by your body how turned on you are. Let me make that into a raging climax.” She continued in a loud whisper, moving her hands to my wife’s. She straightened up and pulled my wife’s hands to try and draw her off my lap. “Come on. Trust me, you’ll be screaming in no time.”

“Oh damn. I don’t think…” She looked at me, as I pushed on her butt to try and coax her off my lap. “You want me to do this!?”

“I think you should honey. It might be just what you need after last night, a little fun of your own. Don’t worry, I’ll be right there watching.”

“I bet you will!” My wife looked daggers at me for a moment, and then back to the woman who had reached down to pull her from my lap.

Lisa looked at her and smiled seductively. “Oh honey, don’t worry. You are so going to enjoy this. Just let yourself feel it and have fun.” As my wife lifted from my lap she looked at me. “Why don’t you bring your plates and we’ll all have some fun together over breakfast.”

Amanda allowed herself to be pulled from my lap, partly from Lisa’s pull, and partly from me sliding my hand under her ass and pushing her up, not really giving her much choice. Once standing; Lisa led her by the hand, through the tables toward the door, the looks they got from a number of couples, said they knew exactly what was happening. I grabbed our plates and both glasses of juice and followed them through the restaurant. Lisa led us to a little sitting area with tables, umbrellas and chairs, resembling a little French café. She guided Amanda to a chair and the coaxed her to sit. Once Amanda was seated, Lisa knelt down and, crawled under the little table and gently spread my wife’s legs.

“Here sweetie, breakfast.” I said, sitting down next to her so I could look down between her spread legs, and feed her bites of her breakfast at the same time. I sat and fed Amanda breakfast, one bite at a time, wondering just how much she would eat before she had to stop to climax. I was surprised at how long she resisted what was being done to her, before she finally let herself go. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back, as Lisa licked and fingered her, letting her climax build more swiftly. Lisa was licking, frantically pumping two fingers in and out of my wife’s pussy, trying to push her to an orgasm for her, right there in front of everyone. I was pretty sure that at that moment, my wife didn’t care who was looking at her, as her body started to make slight little trembles and shivers.

“Oh shit. Ohhhhh shit. She’s gonna… OH HONEY! She’s gonna…” My wife panted, moments before those slight trembles grew to uncontrollable shaking. “OH FUUUUUCK!” she gasped loudly, as she looked down at the head between her legs, making her climax in the middle of the little café setting, at least a dozen or more couples pausing to watch. “SHIIIIIIIIT!” she gasped, as her body jerked and spasmed at the ministrations of Lisa’s tongue and fingers. I watched with a smile, as her climax raced through her body, knowing there was nothing faked or pretend about this. She was climaxing in a very public place, and at the hands of another woman. “Ohhhhh damn,” she panted, as Lisa pulled her wet face from between my wife’s thighs.

“God, that was so fucking tasty!” Lisa said, as she crawled from under the table. “I knew you were going to be one sweet bitch, and you came so fucking much in my mouth. Yum!”

My wife looked around and realized she’d been the center of attention for quite a few couples, some of them just standing and watching, others standing and fondling each other. One woman stood behind her man just a few yards away, her arms around him, stroking his big long cock as she aimed it toward my wife invitingly. “Oh God. Did all these people just watch me climax?” She asked, as she covered her tits with one arm and her pussy with a hand.

“Yeah. It was one hell of a hot show.” I said, getting a scowl from her.

“Yeah, so fucking hot, isn’t it?” Lisa asked her. “It always makes me come so much harder knowing someone is watching.”

“You actually LIKE people watching you?”

“Oh, fuck yes! Why do you think I hang out in the restaurant looking for hot, sexy couples?”

“And we’re a hot sexy couple?” Amanda asked, as Lisa moved to sit on the small table. She looked at my wife and grinned, as she wiggled her ass onto the edge of the table. “More than you might know. Shit, honey, why don’t you just sit there and let me introduce you to my hot little coochie.” She twisted to push the plate away from in front of my wife and then wiggled herself on the table so her pussy was pointed at my wife. I wasn’t sure at first if the table would hold her, but it did. She leaned back so she was resting on her elbows, her body stretching across the bulk of the table’s width. She lifted and spread her legs wide, looking down past her huge tits toward my wife. “All you have to do, is do what you think would feel good to you.”

“It’s not like I haven’t been with a woman before. I just don’t know if I really like it all that much.” My wife said with a frown. “Especially with a bunch of people watching.”

“You mean here?” She asked with raised eyebrows. “Honey, this isn’t even a crowd. You want a crowd; you should come to one of the contests. Now there’s a crowd!”

“Contests?”

“Oh yeah. Down by the pool. There’s one or two almost every night. Who can make their partners squirt first. Who can suck a guy off, no hands, fastest. Who can get the most scum shots into her in five minutes. You name it, there’s a contest for it.”

“And people watch this stuff?”

“They eat it up,” she said, “so, how about you give me a little taste?”

“What about Barry?”

“I wouldn’t leave him out. You lick me and I’m gonna suck his cock. If he can manage to keep from filling my mouth before you make me come, I’ll let him pump me full down there.”

“You really like women more than guys?” She asked.

“Honey, I love both, but I love how a woman feels, better. Personal preference. So, if you don’t want your man to fuck me, take your time. If you do, then make it hard and fast and he can have the leftovers.”

“God, I don’t believe I’m doing this.” Amanda said, shaking her head as she looked at me. “This is really the kind of thing you want me to do?”

“I’m not forcing you to do anything. This is up to you.” I answered softly. I could see the conflict on her face, her desire to prove that she can be as slutty as Lian, but also hesitant at doing this, in front of people watching. With a little sigh, she turned the chair around and leaned forward, lowering her face to Lisa’s pussy. She kissed her pussy lips stiffly, clearly not comfortable. It was going to be interesting to see how this turned out.

I stood at the edge of the table, near Lisa’s head, and let her grip my raging hardon and guide it to her mouth. I stifled a groan, not wanting to interrupt my wife, as she took her first few tentative licks up Lisa’s slit. Lisa moaned loudly around my cock, vibrating me slightly, before she increased her licking and sucking efforts. I watched my wife spread her lips, and teased her tongue deeper between Lisa’s fat outer lips, tentatively reaching for her clit and then, once finding it, concentrating on licking and teasing it.

“I thought you were going to wait for us?” I heard a feminine voice say from behind me, moments before a set of arms slipped around me. Big soft tits pressed against my back and I saw Dan, the guy from dinner last night, walk over behind Amanda.

“WHAT!?” Amanda startled, as Dan slipped his hands around her body and cupped both tits.

“Shhhhh…relax.” He said, as he stroked her tits. “It’s just me, Dan. We were going to meet this morning and have some fun.”

“Oh. Yeah. Um, hi.”

“Go ahead and do what you were doing,” he whispered, as he leaned down and kissed the back of her neck. One of his hands slipped down to her lap from her chest as he continued to stroke her left nipple. “Why don’t you spread them just a little.” He said softly as his hand tried to move between my wife’s thighs. She pulled her head from between Lisa’s legs again to look back at him and then, with another sigh, turned back again, spreading her legs as far as the chair would allow. “That a girl.” He said, as he started to rub her pussy.

“God that looks so fucking sexy, doesn’t it? Her licking Lisa like that and him playing with her. God, it’s making me sooooo fucking randy!”

“You know Lisa?” I asked in surprise.

“Yeah. She invited us to play after lunch yesterday.”

“And you did this?”

Sherri laughed softly. “And more. She really loves getting it in public.”

“I’m getting that idea,” I answered, mostly distracted by Lisa very slowly stroking my cock with her mouth and hand, her eyes looking up at me brightly. Sherri began to stroke my chest with one hand, moving the other to one of Lisa’s huge tits. She massaged and squeezed it before shifting her grip to her nipple.

“Why don’t you do the other one.” Sherri suggested in a whisper.

I reached out to Lisa’s other tit and gripped her nipple, twisting and squeezing it like Sherri was doing. Lisa pulled her mouth off of my dick and looked up at us. “I dare you to fuck her while she sucks my tits. I love having my tits sucked while I’m being eaten out!”

“Can we?” Sherri asked from behind me. “I’m horny as hell, I wouldn’t mind.”

I looked over at Amanda, Dan standing behind her, his arms around her, stroking both her pussy and one of her tits. “Sure, why not.”

We changed places and Sherri bent over to lower her face to Lisa’s tits. She engulfed the nipple of one of her huge soft tits with her mouth and sucked it in, stretching and pulling the soft tissue, drawing an appreciative moan from Lisa. I grasped my dick and rubbed up and down between Sherri’s, now exposed, pussy lips, rubbing between her soft lips to find her vaginal opening. I pressed forward, getting a groan from her as my saliva covered dick slowly slid into her. I held her hips and began to stroke in and out of her wet confines. As I felt fingers brush my balls, I realized that Lisa had moved one hand between Sherri’s legs and was stroking her clit, as I worked my cock in and out. This was by far the closest thing to an orgy that I had ever been part of, and was also the most public sex that I’d done. I had to admit, it was kind of exhilarating to be stroking into this woman, while I was being watched by almost a dozen couples, some of them touching each other and two couples, actually fucking as they watched us.

I stroked in and out of Sherri, driving hard into her, as she sucked, first one and then the other, of Lisa’s huge tits, her own tits swinging wildly as they hung below her chest. I bent and grabbed one for a moment, squeezing her nipple before having to release it to straighten up again. I looked down at my wife, Dan’s fingers teasing her pussy, while she frantically plunged two fingers in and out of Lisa’s pussy, both of them pushed closer and closer to climax.

As I watched my wife try and make Lisa come, Lisa’s moans of pleasure and gasps and mumbles of ‘fuck me’ and ‘lick me’ were quickly replaced with loud cries of “OHHHHHH FUCK YES! HERE IT COMES BABY!” Her legs, bent so her feet could rest on Amanda’s shoulders, began to tremble and I suspected she was about to climax for my wife.

I drove in and out of Sherri with abandon, my mind completely ignoring the moans and groans of other couples, as I watched my wife, my conservative, ice cold wife, frantically trying to make another woman come in public. I knew I was close, but I was trying to hold back, waiting for her to make Lisa come. In and out of Sherri I plunged, driving her toward climax along with me. I wasn’t exactly sure who started coming first, but it was clear that Lisa’s climax was massive.

“FUUUUUUCK YES!” She screamed, as her whole body jerked and stiffened. I saw her pussy gush a stream of juices out at my wife, splattering on her face, and partly squirting straight into her mouth. She pulled back in surprise, as Lisa squirted again, and again, and even again, her juices squirting into the air, to land on both Dan and my wife.

Sherri froze and shuddered silently, as her climax took over her body, her pussy clenching tightly around me as I tried to keep stroking, but only for a few moments. Only a few moments because the sudden change in tightness was enough to push me over the edge as well. My body bucked, jamming my cock into her, surges of pent up cum flowing deep into her pussy, as I watched Lisa’s juices dripping down my wife’s face and hair, onto her tits to make small trickles running down her body.

Amanda looked at me with a shocked expression, clearly not sure what to do, as Lisa continued to moan, her fingers stroking her own pussy, until she squirted another long stream into the air, once again landing on Dan and my wife. Finally, my wife stood up and tried to wipe the girl cum off her face, with a disgusted look, just in time for Lisa to shoot yet another long squirt of her juices out to splatter all over my wife’s tits and stomach.

“FUCK YEA! God yes! Someone fuck me! Someone give me a hard cock!” Lisa cried.

Dan, apparently not bothered by being covered in Lisa’s juices, stepped around gently pushing Amanda back. He grasped his raging hardon and plunged it onto Lisa without hesitation. He grabbed her ankles and lifted them high and wide, and then began to plunge himself into her, driving hard into her pussy over and over.

“FUCK YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD! OH GOD YES! GONNA COME AGAIN!” she screamed, as her body shook and trembled again, moments later, Lisa squirted yet another stream out, this one splattering on Dan’s pelvis. Some of her stream deflected back onto Lisa, but most ended up running down his body or dripping to the ground-up rubber that made up the pavement of the little café area.

“FUCK YEAH!” Dan gasped, before his body jerked and he started pumping shot after shot of cum into Lisa. “Ohhhh God yes. I love seeing a woman squirt, and fuck Lisa, you come like a damn fire hose!” He panted, as he stood there, his cock still twitching inside Lisa.

“You don’t do half bad yourself.” Lisa answered, between gasps of air. “Fuck Amanda. You might not think you know how to treat a woman, but FUCK you did a good job. All of you did.”

I looked over at Amanda, standing there, Lisa still dripping off of her, staring at me in shock. I pulled from Sherri and stepped to her, my dripping cock wagging side to side as I walked to her. “Jesus, I’m disgusting!” She said quietly, as she held her arms out from her body awkwardly, looking up at me with that shocked look.

“I think it was pretty damn hot looking.” I said, as I stepped toward her, trying to wrap my arms around her. She stepped back and looked at me like I had three heads.

“You don’t want to do that! I’m covered in… I don’t know what?”

I stepped toward her again, this time not letting her step back from me. I pulled her toward me and pressed my body to hers. I lowered my face to her wet face and tried to kiss her, but she pulled back and twisted her head. “NO! I’m covered in pussy!”

“Yeah, I know,” I chuckled, “I can’t remember the last time you looked so beautiful!”

“You’re sick!” She said with a frown, as I lowered my face back to hers again, but this time she allowed me to kiss her. At first, she just stood there and took it, but after a few dozen seconds passed, she let her arms close around my back and kissed me back, both of us soon sharing a very erotic kiss. “I need a shower now.” She whispered when we broke the kiss.

“I know a place we can get one.” I chuckled.

“I also need to be fucked.” She whispered. “But not here please?”

“Got a little turned on with Dan?”

“A bit.”

I looked over at Sherri. “Bungalow seventeen in about half an hour?”

She grinned and nodded, as I let Amanda turn in my arms and led her toward where we parked the little cart, my arm around her as our hips bumped together with each step. We had to walk between a number of couples that had been watching us. At least two whispered things that made it clear they wouldn’t mind playing with us, but at that moment I was interested in only one thing.

We left the curtains open as we showered, enjoying the sight of the ocean as we washed each other. Alexi was lying in one of the lounge chairs, playing with herself, as she watched us wash each other. Long before we were done, we’d succeeded in teasing each other to the point of no return, we were still in the shower, Amanda’s tits pressed to the glass wall facing the ocean, while I fucked her from behind when the doorbell rang. While Amanda had already climaxed, I hadn’t yet, and was disappointed, when she pushed me away and told me to answer the door.

“Hey there!” Sherri said, as they stood in front of the door I’d just opened. “Did we come too soon?” She asked as she looked down at my dick, “or maybe we’re just exactly on time?”

“It’s fine!” Amanda called from where she was drying off. “It just means he’ll be all the hornier when we get to the beach. Where are we going, by the way?”

“I don’t know what it’s called,” Dan answered. “There are a lot of them. Some are more private than others.”

“And some are just plain designed for fucking in public.” Sherri added. “Which was what we tried yesterday, for the first time.”

“Seems like you enjoyed it, based on breakfast.” Amanda said, as she opened the suitcase and pulled out a baseball cap and put it on, pulling her short hair out the hole in the back to make it into a pony tail. She pulled out a second hat and tossed it to me and then a bottle of sunblock. “Haven’t had to pack this little to go to a beach in like…well, ever.”

“I know. I’m so used to having to keep adjusting my bikini so I don’t flash anyone, and here, well, what bikini?”

“You’re well-tanned, already.” Amanda told Sherri. “I guess we’re ready.”

We followed them out and got into our cart. It wasn’t a long drive before we reached a little parking area. There was a red circle with a 1 in it, next to the start of a sandy path that clearly led to a beach. We got out and followed the trail until we stepped out onto a wide sandy beach with half a dozen curtained cabanas scattered around. There was a small area near the trees that was obviously a bar, with three naked women and two equally naked guys reclining on lounge chairs. We stepped out and a small young lady got up and trotted over to us. Dan told her we’d like to share a cabana, and she led us to a vacant one. After describing the various drinks and, um, services, that were available, she trotted back to the bar.

“Will they really put sunblock on you?” Amanda asked Sherri.

“I had one do me yesterday. He started on the front and didn’t stop until he had me done from head to toe. He even made sure that I was fully taken care of inside too.”

“He fucked you?”

“Oh yeah. VERY energetic!” She said with a giggle.

“And what was Dan doing while he was taking care of you?”

“One of the girls was doing the same to him. But since we’re sharing, I thought maybe we’d like to take care of each other’s spouse. Just for sunblock I mean.”

“And not that hardon Barry has?” Amanda asked, with a knowing grin. “Alright. Dan’s already fucked me once. Why not again?”

There wasn’t any undressing to do, obviously, so Sherri and I started to apply sunscreen to each other at the same time, Sherri clearly having an enjoyable time stroking my dick every chance she got, and encouraging me to stroke her tits and pussy with my slick hands. Once our fronts were done, she had me lay down and applied sunblock to my back. She teased my butt with her hands, and made me jump in surprise as she stroked down between my legs and over my puckered anus. She seemed to delight in my reaction, stroking across it several times while giggling. She declared me done, and then lay where I had been to do her back. I started at her shoulders and worked my way down her body, making sure to get between her thighs and around her bare ass.

I sort of wanted to tease her back, so I climbed over her legs and sat on the back of her thighs, pushing my dick down. I didn’t push into her pussy, at least not right away. I used my engorged head to stroke over and around her little rosebud, but instead of making her jump or wiggle, she simply moaned softly as if she were anticipating me pushing my fat cock into her.

“Oh fuck,” I heard Amanda groan, drawing my attention. Dan was sitting much like I was, rubbing the cream into her back and butt cheeks, but his dick was between her legs, and with each stroke up her back, I could tell he was pushing into her further. I knew I shouldn’t be upset. Hell, how many women had I fucked in the last two weeks, and I was suddenly feeling irritated, at a husband of one sticking his dick into my wife? Silly, wasn’t it? At least, that’s what I thought to myself, as I was coaxing her to turn over onto her back again. I settled myself on the pad on my knees, Sherri laying with one leg on either side of me, my hard dick resting against her pussy.

I waited until I could see Dan glance over at me and then I pushed my dick slowly into her, making sure he saw every inch slide into her. Sherri moaned loudly in pleasure, as I sunk into her. I leaned over her, shifting so I could keep my cock buried in her, as I lowered my face to one of her big tits. I drew another moan as I sucked her nipple into my mouth, pulling it with my lips as far as her soft breast would allow, before letting it slip from my mouth with a loud slurp.

“Oh fuck,” Amanda moaned, making me look over. Dan was over her now, driving his cock in and out of her, slapping his body against her bare ass, much the way I had been doing in the shower, only now laying down instead of standing. I could tell she was trying to lift in time with his strokes, clearly enjoying his attentions.

I shook my head and realized that if I was going to get jealous of any guy sticking his dick into Amanda, this wasn’t ever going to work. Unless of course, I decided to go back to being exclusive with my wife. Maybe in the end I would. But right now, right now I wanted to make her work for it. I wanted her to prove that she’d do anything to keep me. If she was feeling anything like I was at that moment, it said a lot about how much effort she was putting into trying to prove it to me.

I closed my lips around her nipple again and started working my hips, pushing myself in and out of her sopping wet pussy. She was soft and wet, and she rocked herself in just the right way with each stroke, to get that climax, that I was so close to with Amanda in the shower, growing back again. She used her hands on my sides and back, stroking me and moaning softly about how good I felt inside her, how hard she was going to come and, surprisingly, how hot she thought I was. All of it was just adding to the tremendously sensual sensations radiating from my engorged head and shaft, through my whole body. She lifted and spread her legs wider as her own orgasm built.

“Oh God…I’m going to come so hard. I love doing it this way. I love feeling a cock sliding into me like this, with you sucking my nipples. Ohhhhh God yes, I’m going to come so hard for you. Are you ready baby? Are you ready to feel me coming around you? Just keep fucking me when I come. Don’t stop. I don’t want you to stop. Just keep going until you fill me like you did before!”

I knew I was damn close and when she started to climax only a few dozen strokes later, she almost took me with her right away. I held myself back, letting go of her tit, so I could stretch out more and look down at her face. She was in total bliss as she climaxed, her pussy squeezing tightly around me, while her legs trembled and shook uncontrollably. Her big fat nipples stuck up on each big soft mound, drawing circles in the air as I pounded into her over and over. I could feel my own climax building, encouraged by her spasming pussy and gasps of pleasure. In and out I plunged, finally letting myself go. MY body jerked hard, driving deep into her, unleashing the first huge gush of cum. Time after time my body jerked, pumping more into her until I felt spent and drained, laying on her chest, panting. She held me and stroked me, as her own trembles and shudders slowly stilled, my dick no longer continuing to excite her sensitive pussy.

“Ohhhhh yesss. That was sooooo nice.” She cooed in my ear softly. “Now I know why she doesn’t want to lose you. You fuck sooooo damn good.”

“Your husband doesn’t seem to do too bad, at least not based on what he did to Amanda out there.”

She chuckled. “Seems like it. He wasn’t exactly a ball of fire in the bedroom, until we did a nude beach one time. I wasn’t sure I wanted to, but I did it as an anniversary present to him. I couldn’t seem to keep him fucked or sucked enough, to keep him from walking around with a hardon. He must have come at least six times that day. After that, well, he was the energizer bunny in bed for about three or four weeks after that, and then it started to go back to ho hum. A friend of mine suggested that we try a sex party. It was the same thing. Fantastic sex for weeks after. So, we’ve just started doing things like that every once in a while. We went from having sex in front of other people, to having sex with other people, to having sex with other people in front of other people. Now, every few months we do something sex crazy.

“Like this.”

“Like this.”

“Does it bother you to watch him having sex with another woman?”

“It did at first. Same for him, not at the time, but after, he got really possessive about me having sex with other men, after the fact. We had to have a long talk, and if he was going to be fucking other women, I was going to get to have fun too. We agreed that what happened on our sex dates was all fair and we wouldn’t talk about it after.”

“Seems sensible.”

“It works quite well. Probably isn’t for everyone, but we enjoy it. The more public we can do it, the better we like it. Swapping, nude parties, threesomes, groups on occasion. It’s all fun in its own way. We just have to remember that sex with someone else, isn’t ever going to be the same as with our partner. There’s more to a relationship than sex, but good sex can really make it special.”

“I couldn’t agree more.”

“So, how about we go take a swim?” I looked over at Amanda, who was laying on her stomach yet, Dan slowly stroking in and out of her pussy from behind, clearly not ready to quit. “Trust me. He’s a good lover. He won’t hurt her.”

“I guess we might as well then.” We got up and walked from the shade of the cabana. Even for late morning, the sun was extremely bright and made you hot in only a few moments out in it. There was no doubt that if you missed anyplace with the SPF 50 sunblock, you’d be burned to a crisp in no time at all. We waded into the ocean, the swells a little bigger here, the larger ones crashing over what had to be a coral reef, a couple hundred yards from shore. There were a number of other couples enjoying the water as well, but being covered by the water made it seem almost like a normal beach. Once Dan and my wife were done, which took a surprisingly long time, they waded out to join us and we swapped our spouses back.

We spent the morning lounging in the warm ocean waters, or in the cabana, the gentle breeze stiffening somewhat, driving larger waves onto the shore. When lunch time came, we ordered a platter of various cheeses, meats and crackers, which the four of us shared, along with a number of adult beverages.

Early in the afternoon Amanda and I were ‘wave bouncing’, that is, standing about chest deep in the waves, and letting them lift and push us, as they rolled in toward shore. The fun part was to try and catch yourself so you ended up standing again, instead of being washed toward shore. It didn’t take long for Sherri and Dan to join in, or for them to modify the game. Sherri dared us to do it competitively. Of course, you have to have some kind of benchmark for who wins. Well, Sherri came up with an interesting one. We each hold our wives, dick inserted, and the first one to get pulled out loses.

It sounded interesting enough, so we tried it. It took a little to get her wrapped around me, with my hardon stuffed into her hot box, and then wadded out deep enough to start bouncing. It didn’t take long before we were tumbling through the waves, completely knocked over. To my surprise, she wanted to try again, which we did. It didn’t take long for me to figure out that I needed to let her slide up and down against my body as the wave washed us. It let me keep standing more easily, and it also had the added effect of being quite pleasant in all the right places.

It didn’t take too many times “losing” to us, before Sherri wanted to switch partners. I suspected that it had as much to do with still wanting to have sex with me again, which I’d been avoiding since earlier this morning. Reluctantly I agreed. We had to be quite a bit deeper in the waves for me to hold her up while we got situated, needing the water to support a bit more of her weight than I did with my wife. I waded us out a little deeper and she was soon sliding up and down my shaft with each wave that passed by, our entangled bodies lifting my feet clear off the sandy bottom and moving us back several feet with each wave.

Dan had an easier time keeping Amanda on him, and it was easily twenty minutes before Sherri and I lost, not because I lost my footing, but because she unlocked her legs from around me, as she climaxed. Her cries of pleasure also attracted a few of the other couples sharing the beach, and our little game grew to include a total of six couples.

“I think we need to mix it up!” a petite little Asian woman said as she slipped off her husband. “Whoever wins trades partners with the first loser, and so on. What do you think?”

“You really want to do that? I mean, you could end up with all of them. You really want that many guys dicks in you?” Amanda asked, with a little frown.

“Sure. It would be fun, right? Try before you buy?” She said with a grin. “Given how things ended up for your friend there, I wouldn’t mind trying your husband on for size.”

Amanda looked at her and then rolled her eyes. “Honey, if you want my husband to fuck you, all you have to do is ask.”

“Well, I do sorta want to, but wouldn’t it be more fun this way? ”

“Come on Amanda! It’d be fun!” Sherri chimed in. “You don’t really want to be a wet blanket, do you?”

She looked at me with her eyebrows raised in a clear question… Did I want to do this? “Up to you sweetie. We don’t have to if you don’t want.”

She looked around, as the waves washed around our thighs. “Oh hell, why not.”

“Alright. I call this big stud first!” The little Asian woman said, as she stepped toward me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself toward me, her tits pressing to my chest while she looked up at me, almost a foot shorter than I was. “Help me up?”

I looked at my wife, she just shook her head and turned to look at the other guys. “Well, what do you say?” She asked, as she moved toward a muscular guy that couldn’t be more than twenty-five or so.

He grinned and stepped toward her. “Let’s go for it, if you think you can handle it.”

“Handle it?” She asked.

“Yeah, having another orgasm.” He grinned at her.

“Oh, challenge accepted.” She answered, before looking back at me. “I bet you make me come before he makes her come.”

“Now that’s the kind of challenge I like.” He answered, reaching down to cup her butt cheeks and pull her to him, and then up his body. He had no trouble lifting her up until her tits were pressed to his face. She gasped slightly as he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. He held her up, her legs wrapping around him while he sucked her nipple, one of his hands making its way to her now exposed pussy. He let his fingers stroke between her lips, finding her clit, making her gasp even louder. “Ohhhh fuck!”

I looked down at the petite Asian woman, who looked back up at me. “Ready any time you are.”

“I am Mae-Ling.” She said, standing on her tip toes in the sand. “I’m more than ready.” I reached down and lifted her, almost surprised at how light she was. I easily lifted her well above my dick, and was able to easily hold her up, while I moved my head between her lips. I lowered her weight down onto me, feeling her weight rest on me, her vaginal entrance stretching slowly to allow me into her. She moaned into my ear as she held herself tightly to me, almost not letting her weight down on me. Slowly she let herself slide down, once my fat head had spread her enough to slip into her. “Oh God you’re big.” She moaned softly, as she wiggled her hips a little to work herself fully down. I used my hands under her butt to lift and bounce her slightly, rocking my hips at the same time to stroke my cock in and out of her. As my dick became more lubricated, I slid more easily into her, my shaft now sliding in and out several inches with each stroke.

“Ready?” I asked, as I started to wade out, no longer wanting to watch or hear my wife’s moans, at the attentions of the young guy having fun sucking her tits and fingering her. I waded out until I was almost chest deep, standing sideways to the rollers, allowing me to present the narrowest profile. Each wave that washed by me lifted Mae-ling up as well, lifting her up my shaft before letting her slide back down again. She moaned softly as she clung to me tightly enough to keep her from sliding off and loosely enough to allow her to slip up and down on me. She was tight, much tighter than either Amanda or Sherri, and I quickly was wondering just how long I could go before she had me shooting. Amanda had done a good job of getting me warmed up before she came, my climax tossed in the waves as the two of us were rolled by a roller during her climax.

“Oh yes, going to come.” She gasped, as another wave lifted her almost off my dick and then continued on to let her slide quickly back down my shaft. Up and down the waves washed her, my cock caressing her depths, and her tight vagina teasing me in all the right places.

“Yeah, me too.” I panted. “Gonna have to stop if you don’t want a load.”

“Who says I don’t want it? I am ready if you do.” She panted. “I coming very, very, soon too.”

Up and down, she moved, pushing me closer and closer to shooting. I felt her pussy start to clench around me, making her incredibly tight pussy even more so. I couldn’t close my eyes, needing to concentrate on the waves, lest we be bowled over by one. I felt my body tingling, little shots of lightning flowing from my cock head, as her bouncing pounded her down onto me. I felt her legs loosen as her climax started to wash over her, her whole-body trembling, as she sagged against me. I held her chest to mine and started to hump my hips toward her, my body taking over from my mind as I drove into her with abandon between each wave. Up she’d slide, down she’d slide, hump, hump, hump, I’d buck my hips, her climax seeming to grow stronger with each passing wave. Her body bucked against me as she spasmed, her pussy clenching me even tighter, moments before I gave up to the sensations. I did my best to keep standing in the waves as my climax overtook me, but I was only able to manage a few before my body betrayed me.

My cock was pumping a gush of cum deep into Mae-ling when the wave knocked us over. We both flailed to get back above water, our mutual climaxes disrupted by the rudeness of the ocean. I stood up in the trough between waves, looking for Mae-ling and finding her coming up a few yards from me. The next wave almost knocked me over. We grabbed hold of each other and waded back toward shore, the waves helping to push us along. We flopped down on the wet sand, trying to recover from nearly drowning ourselves.

“That was less than satisfying,” I panted.

“It was that,” she said, “but that does not say we cannot make it better, yes?”

“How are we going to do that?”

She grinned at me and then moved to her hands and knees. She turned around and then swung a leg over me, lowering her pussy toward my face, while she grasped my cock with one hand. I didn’t need an interpreter to know what she had in mind. I felt her mouth engulf my, still partly hard, dick and start sucking it, while she spread her knees apart. I reached up for her hips and pulled her down to me, letting my tongue slip up between, her now spread lips. She moved her mouth on my cock slowly, teasing it with her tongue and hand, in no hurry to make anything happen but get me hard again. It didn’t take all that long. Between her ministrations on my dick, and her sexy young pussy in my face, I was growing hard in her mouth surprisingly quickly.

She abruptly pulled her mouth off my dick, turned herself around and, reaching behind her to aim my dick; she pushed herself down my shaft until my engorged head was pressed to the end of her depths. She grinned down at me and started to pump her hips up and down, driving my cock into her very tight, very wet pussy. In and out she slid me, clenching her lips and moaning to herself softly. I reached up to her modestly small tits and squeezed them between my fingers and palms, making her look down at me and open her mouth, in a soft gasp. She stared at my eyes and pumped her ass up and down faster, working my shaft in and out almost as fast as I could have plunged my fingers in and out of her.

“Oh God. Going to come on you.” She moaned breathlessly, as her legs started to tremble. I could feel her tight pussy clench even harder around me, almost stopping her strokes. Her work had driven my climax, that had been cut short, back to full power. I let my hands leave her tits and grab her hips, pushing her down hard on my now surging cock. “FUCK YES!” she screamed, as I forced her down hard on my engorged head, my surging shots of cum lancing against the end of her vagina and forcing her vagina to expand further, as my cum tried to squeeze between my fat shaft and her sensitive walls. I lay there panting, Mae-ling shuddering and trembling on my lap. She slowly stilled and lay down on my chest, as my cock slowly softened in her. “That was so much better, than trying to make it happen out there.”

“I have to agree with that. But it’s getting darn hot out here if we’re not in the water.”

“Then let us go cool off and we can go to your cabana?”

“You don’t want to keep wave bouncing?”

“My husband is having his fun. I’m content with this.” She said, wiggling a little, which unfortunately made my dick slip from her. “Oops. Gonna have to get it hard again. Come. We go cool off and then go lay in shade!”

I let her climb from me and help pull me up. We waded part way out and splashed water on ourselves and then walked back to the Cabana that Amanda and I were sharing with Dan and Sherri. We settled in the shade, letting the breeze blow the curtains around and blow over us. Mae-Ling lay down next to me and grasped my dick, gently playing with it while I watched the rest of the group playing in the surf. I couldn’t help but notice that Amanda seemed to be having quite a bit of fun, as they played swap men. She ended up with the young stud again and I watched him lift her enough to suck a nipple while he played with her pussy, like he had done before, bringing her to climax again, before sliding her down onto his cock. There wasn’t even pretending to be bouncing in the waves this time. He just held her, her legs stuck out behind him, pumping his cock in and out until he filled her. This time I was less irritated than I had been previously, though I didn’t know why.

The rest of them spent almost another hour playing in the surf before they started to break up, Amanda walking back to where I was laying with Mae-Ling. “You have fun?” She asked me, as she stepped into the cabana and picked up one of the many towels that were provided. She started drying her hair as she looked down at me, waiting for an answer.

“It was relaxing enough.” I answered her. “How about you? Have fun?”

“Surprisingly, yes. I wasn’t sure I was going to, but yeah, feeling different guys in me was kind of enjoyable.”

“Oh? That surprises me. I didn’t think you’d want to do that.”

“I didn’t. I mean, I hadn’t expected to like it. I was just going along to get along, but once I was doing it, it was kinda fun. I can see why you had so much fun with Liang, doing it with all those women. Did you have fun here?”

“We enjoyed ourselves.” I nodded.

“Good. I’m kinda hungry. Think we should head back and get some dinner? I’d kinda like to do that fancier place for dinner.”

“Sure, we can if you want.”

“I do.”

We didn’t have hardly anything to take back with us, just the little bag with sunblock and personal items. We drove back to the bungalow and walked in while Alexi was showering.

“You two look like you got some serious sun.” She said with a laugh as we walked in. “Sunblock or not, you’re both a bit pink.”

Amanda looked down at herself and shrugged a little. “Yeah, looks like we did.”

“Tell you what, take a shower and I can help you put some aloe on before dinner.”

“You want to come with us? We’re going to try the main restaurant tonight.”

“I’d love to. I kind of hate eating alone.”

“I thought by now you’d have been shacked up with some island stud.”

“Nope. Most of the single guys here are old men looking to score, which is okay for the daytime, but not all night. The staff aren’t allowed to eat with the guests, or spend the night with them. So, no, I’m sorta alone for the evening.”

“Well, not anymore!”

“You aren’t afraid I’m going to monopolize Barry?”

“Not really. You can even fuck him if you want. My pussy is pretty worn out.”

“What did you do?”

“We fucked in the surf. Not just Barry and me. But a few other couples. I got fucked so many times in three hours that I feel almost raw.”

“I’m not surprised. Between the sand and the salt, ocean water doesn’t make a very good lubricant.”

“You sound like you know that from experience.”

“Trust me, I do.” She said with a laugh.

We took her advice, and showered the salt and sand off before letting her rub us down with aloe gel. I would have liked to think that she spent extra time on my dick because she wanted it, but as we lay on the bed, she spent almost as much time on Amanda’s breasts and between her legs as she did on stroking my cock. I couldn’t help but think about what she might have done, besides rub Amanda’s pussy, if Amanda hadn’t stopped her from making her come.

Covered in a light coating of aloe, we dressed, me in a pair of blue silk boxers that Amanda had gotten just for this trio, and her in a matching dark blue dress. It had a neck hole, and was basically just a long piece of material front and back, that hung down her body. There was one small gold chain with a clip on each hip, that held the material to her body. Even then, even a slight breeze would push the bottom of the very thin blue material aside, exposing her pussy to whomever. If she unclipped the gold chains, her breasts would also be easily exposed. Not that it matters that much here, since we’ve been running around naked, but at home, I could see some real potential if she wanted to go someplace and expose herself.

Alexi slipped on an ankle-length, see-through lace dress that hid just enough to make it alluring, and exposed just enough to make any guy, looking at her in it, hard. She was an extraordinarily beautiful young woman with an almost perfect body shape, at least to me. If I were fifteen years younger… well, anyway. We headed to dinner and were directed to a round table that could seat six. The waitress, a dark-skinned young woman, wearing a see through white thigh length dress, took our drink orders and left us with menus.

“Before you ask, the seafood here is do die for!” Alexi said quietly.

“Then maybe we should look at that.” I said softly. I looked up from the menu to see the young woman, that was a hostess, walk up to our table with another couple.

“We’re getting a little full. Would you mind dining with the Emersons?” She asked sweetly, her tits wiggling enticingly in the same see through white dress, that the female wait staff seemed to be wearing.

“Not at all,” Alexi offered, before I could even think about it.

The new couple was seated. “I’m Eric, and this is my wife, Taylor.” The new man said. He was a little older than we were, maybe forty or so. His wife, wearing what was little more than a negligee, had a pair of fantastic looking tits, affixed to a rather firm looking plus sized body. I guess she might be a size ten or twelve, but everything I could see of her body, which was everything except her pussy, looked firm and well-toned. Eric was a clearly a desk worker someplace, not overly athletic, but still not in bad shape. He clearly had eyes for Alexi as he sat down where he could easily look across the table at her.

“So how are you tonight?” Taylor asked, as the waitress brought them menus and waited to take their drink orders.

“We’re doing well.” Amanda answered. “Are you enjoying your stay?”

“I have to say, it’s been an experience,” he answered.

“Walking around naked like this,” Taylor shared, “it’s left me sooooo damn horny all the time. It feels sometimes like I’m dripping down my legs as I watch some of these hard cocks walk by.”

“Have you been sampling them?” Alexi asked with a little grin.

“No, we haven’t. We told ourselves that this was going to be exposure, not play time, but I have to admit; it was awfully tempting to let that scuba instructor fix more than my air hose.”

“You must be talking about Ramone. He is one hell of a hot hunk. And he can fuck for hours.” Alexi said, with that little grin still on her face.

“You know this for a fact,” she asked?

“Oh yeah. He took me on a private dive one day and we almost ran out of air. He made me come five times, while we were down there.”

“You had sex with him underwater?” Taylor asked, in surprise.

“Oh definitely. I mean, anyone can do it in a bed or on a sofa. The fun thing here is to do what you can’t do at home.”

“That does make sense. But doesn’t your husband get upset with you having sex with other men?”

“He would if he knew.” Alexi answered, with a soft laugh. “But I’m sure as hell not going to tell him.”

Taylor looked surprised, but didn’t ask any more questions, as the waitress brought their drinks, and ours, and we ordered our food.

We made small talk as we ate, discussing where we were from, what we did for a living, that kind of thing. Everything perfectly normal couples would discuss with new acquaintances over dinner. The only difference here was that I couldn’t seem to make my hardon go away, as I watched Taylor’s tits wiggle, each time she leaned forward for a bite of her food. The fact I was attracted to his wife’s tits hadn’t escaped Eric’s notice, nor had the hardon in my boxers escaped my wife’s notice.

“Then you two are just spending the time flashing and enjoying being naked?” Amanda asked Taylor out of the blue.

“Pretty much,” she agreed.

“And you really haven’t thought much about trying on someone else for size? Other than that Ramone guy that is.”

“Thought about it? Sure. Done it? Not really.”

“Any reason why?”

“Just that I’m not sure how I’m going to feel after. I mean, I haven’t ever cheated on Eric before.”

“It’s not cheating if you’re both there, and both agree to it. I’m sure that Eric is more than a little interested in Alexi. In fact, if you asked him right now, if he wanted to fuck her, I bet he’d say yes.”

“I would not,” he protested quickly!

“I didn’t say you would. I said you wished you could. Be honest, she’s a very good-looking young woman. What forty-year-old doesn’t fantasize about fucking a gorgeous twenty-year-old?”

“Well, we probably all do.”

“See? That wasn’t so hard, was it? And Taylor, I bet if you saw Barry’s equipment first hand, you’d be interested in trying it on as well, wouldn’t you?”

“I don’t know. I haven’t seen it.”

Amanda turned to me. “Come on sweetie. Stand up and show her. Just for a second.”

“You really want me to stand up and flash her?”

“Sure. How else are you going to get her interested.”

“Go ahead Barry!” Alexi added to my wife’s coaxing. “You know it’s a hot looking cock, and right now I can see it’s hard as hell.” I could feel myself blush for some reason. Alexi stood up, and stepped the short two feet to my chair and stood next to me. “Come on. I’ll help.”

“I don’t think I need any help.”

“If that were true, you’d already have stood up and showed it off. Come on. It’s nothing more than you showed off this morning, right? When you fucked that woman on the patio?” She looked over at Taylor. “God, she loved getting fucked out there. It was so hot that we had half a dozen different couples watching him fuck her. BIG screaming orgasm and all.”

Now I was blushing for sure, I could feel the heat of my face. “You saw that?” I asked, looking up at her.

“Oh yeah. I saw that!”

“Oh yeah. I was walking by when she was licking Amanda. God I was getting seriously turned on watching, but I didn’t want to walk over and embarrass you. Fuck, you two looked hot out there!”

I rolled my eyes and looked down at my lap, not feeling the redness of my face getting any better.

“Come on. Stand up and show her.”

I looked up at her again and then at Amanda, who was just sitting there grinning at me. “Oh hell, just for a second,” I frowned. I stood up and pushed my silk boxers down at the same time, my hardon poking toward her, with a slight upward angle. I stood there for half dozen heartbeats, each one making my hardon bounce as she stared open mouthed. I pulled my boxers back up and then sat down, trying to go back to eating.

“Wow. Um. Yeah. That was maybe bigger than the scuba instructor.”

“Now you thinking you might want to fuck it,” my wife asked?

“I am now. Damn honey. What do you think? Should we think about maybe…um, you know.”

“Um, I’m game, if I get to have a turn with Alexi here.” He said, as Alexi sat back down to finish eating.

“I’m pretty sure that Amanda was suggesting both of us, but I could be wrong. Was that what you were thinking Amanda?”

“I’m pretty used up down there, but I wouldn’t object to a little oral play. Who knows, he might even get me turned on enough to ride it for a few minutes.”

“I know just the place.” Alexi said, as if it were now a done deal. It took us almost fifteen more minutes to finish eating, and then we headed down from the second-floor restaurant to the patio below. “We might as well recouple here.” Alexi said, taking my hand and pulling me over to where Taylor was walking with her husband. She coaxed him to let go of his wife’s hand and then put mine where his had been. She then took his hand and pulled him over to Amanda, putting him between them. We walked the small road down to the sandy beach of the protected bay, the waves crashing far off shore on the coral reef. Alexi led us to a large cabana with the curtains all pulled back. She stopped and slipped off her dress. “Why don’t you lay down and we’ll see if we can keep you happy while Barry gives your wife that taste she wanted.”

“Fuck yeah.” He grunted, pushing down the little speedo suit. He stepped out of it and lay down on the bed.

Alexi crawled onto the bed and looked at Amanda. “Why don’t you give him your pussy to taste while I work on his cock.”

“Why not?” she agreed. I watched her take the dress off, leaving her naked. She climbed onto the bed, swinging her leg over his head and lowering her pussy to his face. She glanced over at me and grinned, almost like, ‘bet you didn’t expect this’.

“You ready?” Taylor asked, having stripped, while I was watching my wife. She lay down nude on the other bed and spread her legs wide, exposing her curl covered mound and pussy. I knelt down on the end and lowered my face to her pussy.

“Might as well enjoy the trip,” I said, as I kissed her pussy lips. She had a significant amount of inner labia pushing from between her full, round lips, so I shifted to lay on the end of the bed, and wrapped my arms around her thighs. I spread her lips with my fingers and stroked my tongue up her slit slowly, tasting her juices and teasing her, now exposed, clit. She moaned softly as I stroked again, letting my tongue dip deeply between her lips.

“Oh God, the only man that has ever done this to me is my husband,” She moaned softly!

“We don’t have to. I mean, once you do this, there’s no undoing it.”

She turned her head to see Alexi knee walking up her husband’s body. Alexi grasped his cock and aimed it at her pussy. She slowly lowered herself, letting his head press between her lips, and then his shaft sank slowly into her. “I think that decision has already been made.”

“If that’s what you want.” I answered, lowering my face to her pussy again. I licked slowly up her slit, tasting her juices, and teasing her pussy lips. I let the tip of my tongue slide over her clit and then flick it a few times before going down to stroke again.

“Oh God, that feels good.” She moaned softly. “But if we’re going to do this, let’s do it before I lose my nerve.”

“As you wish,” I answered, unlooping my arms from around her. I crawled up over her body, feeling her hands slide down my sides and hold my hips. I paused to lean my face down and suck one and then the other of her nipples for a few moments, getting a soft groan of pleasure before I released the turgid left nipple. I moved a little further, her hand gripping my hips almost as if she couldn’t decide if she wanted to pull me down or push me away. I lowered my face to hers and kissed her lips softly. I let the kiss linger for several long seconds before breaking it. “Why don’t you help me out.”

“Help you out,” she asked quizzically?

“Yeah. You know. Aim me.”

“Oh…OH! Sure.” She said, moving one hand from my hip to my hard shaft. I felt her grasp me and I lowered my hips down until I felt my head being rubbed up and down her wet lips. I lowered a little more and felt her nestle my head into her entrance. I hesitated one last time, giving her the chance to change her mind. I knew all too well just how unsettling it could be, to see another man in your wife. “I’m ready.” She whispered. I lowered my hips further, slowly pushing my shaft into her sopping wet tunnel. “Oh God! You feel so damn big,” she moaned.

I pushed into her until I felt like I couldn’t go any deeper and then started to stroke in and out, pulling my dick almost out and then pushing it back in again, I started slow, pumping my full length into her with each stroke, letting my mushroom head press as far into her as it could go. She moaned softly, her eyes closed, lost in the sensations as I slowly picked up my pace. I glanced over and saw Alexi bouncing on his lap wildly, pounding down hard on him with each stroke, her tits flopping and bouncing wildly as she held her hair and moaned. Amanda, held his head, pulling his face to her pussy as she rocked her hips, his licking clearly pushing her closer to climax.

I looked back down at Taylor, her tits rolling on her chest with each stroke, her legs lifted and spread wide now. “Fuck me baby, make me come,” she moaned, over and over as I drove hard into her. I could feel my own climax building, and began to think about having to stop and pull out soon, but I needed to wait for her to climax.

“Come for me honey, let it take you away, and come for me. Let me feel your hot pussy gushing your juices.”

“Oh, fuck yes!” she moaned, shifting her legs so her feet rested on my ass. “Fuck me hard. Make me your little fuck slut!” Her feet dug into my ass with each stroke, trying to drive me harder into her. I did as she wished, and started pumping my cock harder into her, making the whole bed sized lounger shake, with each impact. “God yes, fuck me honey! Fuck my hot little cunt! Make me come, fuck me hard baby!” She cried softly, over the sound of the surf breaking far out on the corral reef. Her heels coaxed me to drive harder, her hips lifting toward me as she dug her heels in, and then my body driving her ass down into the pad. Over and over, we moved like this, her pussy squeezing around me, as she panted and moaned.

I knew I wasn’t going to be able to hold back much longer, thankful that I’d had as much sex as I had already today, to be able to hold off this long. “Shit, I’m gonna come!” I grunted, trying to pull back out of her.

“NO! Don’t!” She cried, digging her heels into me. “Just keep fucking me! Don’t stop! Oh God no, don’t stop!”

I continued to stroke, trying to think of anything but coming; but failing, as the urgency grew. I knew I was only moments away, and any chance of pulling out, to avoid filling her, was fast fading. “I need to pull out or I’m going to come.” I grunted, as I struggled to hold back.

“DO IT!” she cried loudly. “OH, FUCK YES DO IT! MAKE ME YOUR FUCK SLUT!” I had no idea what she was fantasizing about, but whatever it was, it had to be good. My body let loose, forcing a gush of cum up my shaft to squirt out into her sopping wet vagina. “FUCK YES!” she screamed, as her whole body went rigid. Her already squeezing pussy seemed to squeeze even harder as another gush of my cum forced its way into her. I held myself over her, jerking and spasming as she shuddered under me.

Her legs tightened around me and her hands slid up to my back, pulling me down. She lifted her face to mine and kissed me, urgently at first, and then more softly, erotically. She sucked my lips and tongue and teased my tongue with hers, clearly still very turned on. I heard Alexi climax some time ago, but that hadn’t stopped her bouncing, her ass slapping against Eric very audible. “Oh fuck,” I heard him grunt, partly muffled.

“FUCK YES!” Alexi cried, as he started pumping his cum into her. I was surprised he’d made it this long, the way Alexi fucked.

As his wife released me, letting me push up from her body, he moaned to Alexi. “No more baby, I can’t take any more.”

“Aww. You mean two is your limit?”

“Tonight, it is.” He panted, as Amanda rolled off his face and lay down cross ways above his head on the pad. “Jesus, can you fuck!”

“Isn’t that the idea?” Alexi asked. “Fuck the day away?”

“I don’t know how your husband keeps up with you.”

She paused a moment. “He doesn’t. If he could, I wouldn’t be here.”

“His loss…damn!”

“I take it you enjoyed your hall pass?” Taylor asked, as she lay under me.

“Oh yeah! Couldn’t have asked for more, except maybe you on my face instead.” He answered his wife.

“You think so huh? I don’t think I would have enjoyed that nearly as much as I did this.” She responded.

“It was good for you?” He asked without looking over at us.

“It was way more than good. I should have done this years ago.”

“Oh really?” He asked in surprise.

“Whoa! Stop there.” I said quickly. I pushed up from between her legs, and climbed from the bed. I picked up my boxers, found my wife’s dress and then stepped to the bed she was still on. “Come on lover, I think it’s time to let them come to grips with what they just did, and not be in the middle of it.”

“Good idea.” Alexi said. “I’m coming with you.” She pulled off his dick, his cum leaking from her as she climbed from the bed. She picked up her dress and the three of us walked away, leaving them staring at us in silence.

“I have enough problems without getting into someone else’s mess.” I said quietly. “And that was about to go downhill fast.”

“So, what now?” Amanda asked.

“I think bed.”

“You can’t go to bed yet. You need to come to the games. They’re playing twister tonight.”

“Twister? A kids game?” Amanda asked.

“Not the way they play it here. You really ought to come play.”

“I don’t know that I have the energy to play games,” I said with a sigh, “can’t we just go to bed?”

“You’ll be sorry you didn’t play!” Alexi said, grabbing my arm and trying to turn me to walk the other way down the road. “Come on you two, it’ll be a blast! Besides, you might win a free night!”

“As much as naked twister sounds fun, right now I have other priorities. I need some alone time with Amanda.”

“If you insist. But you’re gonna miss a good time.” She said, letting go of my arm.

We said good night to her and walked to our little cart. It took a couple minutes to drive back to our bungalow. It wasn’t really bed time yet, not for a while, so I suggested we take a swim. There wasn’t much we had to do, other than take off our shoes, and then wade out into the ocean. The waves were considerably larger than the night before, but we were still able to relax somewhat in the warm ocean waters. We watched the sun sink into the ocean and then retired to the bed to snuggle and sleep.

“So, tell me.” I asked softly, before we fell asleep. “Did you enjoy this afternoon?”

“You mean with John and Eddie and… well, you don’t need to know their names. Yeah, I actually did, once I got used to it.”

“After you got used to it?”

“It was a little awkward when John picked me up. I thought he was just going to stick it in, and then he lifted me up and started sucking my tits. I didn’t know what to expect, but he played with my pussy, and made me climax, before he even put it in. Other than you, I don’t think any guy has ever done that. It felt good. It felt…no, that’s not right… it didn’t make me feel like a slut, just fucking some guy. It made me think about how you make love to me, and how much you enjoy watching me climax. He was kinda like that. He wanted me to climax, and then ride on him until he did. The other guys didn’t do that, but John did, both times.

“So, he came inside you?”

“He did. Does that bother you?”

“It shouldn’t. I mean, we both were doing everything with each other’s permission. But it does a little.”

She looked at me for long seconds. “Good.”

“Good?”

“Uh huh. Good. Because it bothered me to know you were pumping Mae-Ling full of your cum too. It shouldn’t have. Not after what I’ve said to you and called you over the last couple years; but yeah, it did. Does that mean that we’re starting to care for each other again?”

“Maybe; which, of course, complicates the hell out of everything.”

“How so? Liang?”

“Yeah. I figured you would try to do all the stuff Liang was doing, but it wouldn’t be natural. It would just be an act. After a couple weeks of it you’d revert back to ice queen.”

“And I’m throwing a wrench into your plan? Let me fake it for a while and then when I can’t any more, go back to Liang?”

“Kinda, sorta.”

“Guess what? I expected that was your plan. So, I decided I was going to try to actually see if I could enjoy some of this stuff. I have faked a lot, but today, it was the first time I really enjoyed what I was doing. Not just with John out in the surf, but also this morning. Not at first, but in the middle of it, when she was trying to make me climax for her. Yeah, it was feeling really good. It also felt nice wearing that dress to dinner. It made me horny wearing it. Made me feel sexy, thinking some guy I didn’t even know could be checking me out, that my body was attractive. Then when Eric wanted to fuck Alexi, and she suggested I sit on his face, I actually wanted to. I didn’t have to force it or fake it. I was horny and I enjoyed what he was doing. I could see you having sex with his wife, but it didn’t bother me, nearly as much as it did, when you were fucking those other women before we came. Maybe it was because of what he was doing to me, but I sorta feel like I could get used to this.”

“I never would have expected that from you, not after the last few years.”

“Let’s just say that what happened to me, it was an eye opener. I could have left, I could have protested more, I could have done a lot, but I didn’t. I let him use me. I let him; because I was supposed to be doing everything I could, to make my husband successful. I essentially gave myself to him, just like I knew you were doing with Liang. I can’t blame him for what he did, how he used me. That’s what the agreement was. He was my husband and he was to treat me the way he would have treated his real wife, and I was supposed to do what I would have, if it was you.”

“You’re telling me that if I’d have tried to let my boss fuck you so I could get a promotion, you would have?”

She was silent for several seconds. “As screwed up as this sounds, if you’d have asked me to put out for your boss, to let him seduce me and even have sex with me for you to move up in the company, yes, I would have. I wouldn’t have been happy about it, but it was what I was asking you to do. Use everything at your disposal to advance. I guess that would have included me.”

“You’re right, that is screwed up.”

“I thought about offering you to Erica. She made some comment after the last boat trip, that she wished she’d have been there to see Kayle pull your suit down. I don’t know how she heard about it, but she was pretty clear that she wouldn’t have minded being there to watch. It gave me the idea of maybe setting things up to give her a little flash, and let things go where they would. I just figured you wouldn’t mind all that much, and if it convinced her to vote for me to be partner, well, why not?”

“You really would have offered me to your lady boss? Really?”

“Before our formal separation, yes. The thought had crossed my mind. I didn’t do it, but I figured as long as you had fun, it wouldn’t be so bad. When it came up with him, how could I not do what I was contemplating asking you to do for me?” she stopped and looked at me seriously. “But don’t think that’s who I am today. I know now how screwed up that whole idea was. I can’t even begin to guess what was going through my mind that I would think about doing that. I was so focused on getting that partner position. It was consuming me. I knew that once I was partner, we’d be set. I wouldn’t have to worry about money, or anything. If you wanted to just quit, you could. It was stupid.”

“Yeah. It was.”

I letAlbert’s apparent attraction to me color my thinking. Before I realized what I was doing, I was using my body to tease and entice him to put me up for partner. I convinced myself that it was all my idea and that it was okay to do. I was doing what he always coached me to do, use all the assets I had available. Only thing was, he wasn’t looking at me that way. He was looking at me as an alibi. Someone to get caught having sex with, so that he could really have sex with someone else. I was stupid.”

“That’s the second time you’ve said that. I still agree with you, you were. I can’t believe you would have suggested I have sex with your boss to get you promoted! What did I ever to or say that would have said I had any interest in doing that?”

“To be honest? I saw you flirting with different women. When we had a party. You always had eyes for the ladies. When you suggested that Erica would look good in a bikini, well, what was I to think? If you were interested in her, why not let you play a little and use it to my advantage? It’s not like you and I exactly were having a good sex life.”

“Good lord. Because I flattered her and said she’d look good in a bikini, you thought I’d be willing to fuck her to help you get ahead?”

“Not in so many words, but like I said. I was stupid. I let career advancement become the most important thing in my life. Even more important than you. I hope, someday, you can forgive me. No! Don’t say anything. I know you can’t now. I know that it will take time, and I’m truly hoping that you keep me around long enough for that to happen.”

“It’s going to take a bit to digest what you just told me, let alone forgive you for it. You’d have really set me up with your boss?”

“Come on. You know you’re good at sex. All I had to do was to sorta get you together, accidently expose you, and then slip away and let things happen.”

“And you honestly think that just because you got me naked in front of her, that I’d have had sex with her?”

“Well of course not. You were too nice to want to cheat on me. I’d have had to make sure that you knew it was okay with me. That you weren’t cheating.”

“And you had some idea of how this was going to happen?”

“I was considering playing some kind of game, like strip black jack. You know. You bet clothes instead of money? Once you were naked, well, the only thing left to bet would be sexual favors.”

“And how do you know I’d lose?”

“Easy, you suck at card games. When was the last time you didn’t lose to me at cards?”

“Okay, maybe true, but strip blackjack?”

“Faster than poker. Besides, you’d have to take off the piece of clothing you were betting, so you’d both be taking clothes off.”

“And as the dealer, you’d keep our lost bets until we were both naked?”

“Something like that.”

“And I was just supposed to agree to that without complaint?”

“Oh of course not. I’d have made sure you got something you wanted out of it.”

“Which was?”

“Sex of course. That was your biggest issue. Not enough. So, I’d just offer you some amount of sex, to be negotiated, any time or place of your choosing.”

“I’m beginning to see why you ended up in the position you did. If your swap husband thought the same way as you…”

“That’s why he was getting divorced. He tried to offer his wife up and she refused. Not surprised he did it with me.”

“Well, let’s not do that again.”

“I don’t need to. Not if I get you back.”

“Well, the jury is still out on that one. You’re going to have to show me a lot more than you have so far.”

“I’m running around naked, how much more can I show?”

“You know what I mean.”

She giggled softly. “I do. I think I can do it, if you give me the chance.”

“We’ll see. Now, sleep?”

“Sure.” She whispered, before she leaned to me and kissed me. It was a long soft kiss, not a fuck me kiss, but an I love you kiss. We broke the kiss and she rolled over. I spooned up against her, holding her to me, as we drifted off to sleep with the sounds of the surf.