The Hana coast road was, as advertised, spectacular. We found a little restaurant for lunch in Hana, and then proceeded the few miles more to the ʻOheʻo Pools parking area. The rest of us thought it was spectacular, however Ted was disappointed. He told us how years before, as a teenager, he’d visited the area, also known as the Seven Sacred Pools, and had hoped to take us in as he had done so many years before. Hiking up through the cow pastures alongside the river and the multiple pools, he told how they had jumped from the cliff into one of the upper pools, floated and swam to the end of that pool, and then jumped into the next lower pool. Repeated several times, they’d eventually come to a cliff where a rope had been permanently affixed and climbed out. Now, with swimming banned inside the park, theoretically nobody was supposed to do this anymore — another victim of over-popularity and over-usage. Regardless, the scenery was gorgeous and picturesque.
Rather than returning on the more used Hana highway, we continued onto the rougher, and much lesser used, highway around the backside of the island. Stopping for dinner as we got back in the hotel vicinity, we arrived at the hotel well after dark.
“That was a fun day, wasn’t it?” Stephanie said as we stepped into our room. “We should have asked them what they were doing tomorrow. Maybe we can go to Lahaina or something?”
“Maybe,” I responded, actually thinking that after two days of “busy,” that maybe we should just relax around the hotel. “Why don’t we plan on just relaxing tomorrow? Maybe the pool or going to a beach and then if we want to go to Lahaina, do that the next day?” It didn’t take any real persuasion; just commenting that I wasn’t that interested in being busy again was all it took to convince Stephanie that we didn’t need to do anything special.
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It was well after 8 before Stephanie rolled out of bed in the morning. I was sitting in my boxers on the balcony sipping a cup of coffee and watching the ocean and people in the swimming pool when she slipped up behind me, her arms going around my neck and kissing the back of my head.
“Good Morning, sleepyhead,” I said, my hand running over her arms and reaching back towards her. “Want a cup of coffee?” She said nothing, instead taking my cup of coffee from my hands and setting it on the table before spinning my chair around and straddling me to sit in my lap. “Oh my,” I said, my eyes caressing up and down my wife’s nearly naked body, covered by just the diaphanous baby-doll nightie that she had worn to bed the night before. We’d ended up sleeping naked, so she’d slipped the baby doll back on, although I noticed she hadn’t put the matching panty on.
“What do you say we go back to bed and start the day right, lover boy?”
“Oh, I don’t know,” I answered teasingly, my cock beginning to expand just from the suggestion of sex, “I’ve had plenty of sleep.”
“Who said anything about sleep?” she answered. Reaching over she grabbed both of my hands and moved them to her breasts. My thumbs and fingers easily found her nipples, pinching gently and rolling them, eliciting a shiver from her as they grew to my touch. Her hand slid down my belly and under the elastic of my boxers, her cool fingers slithering around my growing erection.
“Well, keep that up and I suppose I might be enticed to join you,” I teased back.
“Only might?” she asked, pushing her upper body back away from me and sliding off my knees. Her hand inside my boxers didn’t relinquish my now almost fully erect cock, instead fishing it out the top even as she dropped to her knees. “Is there anything I can do to make you want to come back and join me in bed?” she asked as, now on her knees, she leaned forward and ran her tongue over the head of my cock.
I glanced around; although we were nearly on the upper floor of the hotel, we weren’t by any means, hidden from the rest of the hotel. My eyes ran over other balconies and windows, knowing that anyone that I could see could also see me, or rather, see us, but I saw no one. Her lips slipped over the head of my cock, sucking me in, and I groaned from the sensation.
“Oh, baby,” I whispered, my hand rising now to her head and stroking her hair as she sucked the tip of my cock, her tongue twirling around and around. “I think we better head into bed before we’re any more carried away…”
“No way,” she responded, pulling away from my cock but still holding it upright with her hand. She didn’t move for a moment and then rising, straddled my legs and pushed her pussy against my erection. “This is just the enticement,” she said, rubbing her pussy up and down on my erection. “I’d do you right here but not until you’ve used your tongue on me and made me cum again.” I could feel her wetness against my shaft.
“I think we better go in,” I groaned as I lifted her off my lap and away from my erection. Standing, and pushing her upright at the same time, I turned her toward the sliding door. We found our way back to the bed, although as expected, we weren’t there for sleep.
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“Fancy meeting you here again,” I told Ted and Alice a few hours later. It was nearly noon, and after our morning interlude, we decided to find a beach. Upon recommendation of the concierge, we were heading out to try and find “Big Beach.” The largest beach on Maui, if not the largest in Hawaii, it was supposedly just a few miles away. We’d just asked for the valet to deliver our car and had stepped out to the front of the hotel, only to find Alice and Ted awaiting the delivery of their own car. After our late breakfast and playtime, we figured they had probably already headed out to wherever it was they were going for the day, so we hadn’t even tried to call them.
“Headed to the beach?” Stephanie asked the beach bag and towels they were carrying being a dead giveaway as to their plans. “Us too. Would you mind if we join you? Or you guys are welcome to come with us? We’re going to try and find Big Beach, supposedly it’s really close.”
It seemed like an innocuous question, but when Alice glanced over to Ted, I sensed something else. He shrugged his shoulders, and then, turning back to us, Alice said, “Well, we don’t mind, but you might.”
“Why is that?” I asked, wondering why they might not want us to go with them and what hadn’t yet been said.
“We’re going that way too, but we were planning on finding Little Beach. It’s adjacent to Big Beach, but its, uhm… it’s a nude beach,” Alice said after a slight hesitation, glancing back and forth between Stephanie and me.
“You’re certainly welcome to come with us,” Ted added, “but we know it’s not for everyone either,” just as the valet driver drove up and delivered their car before running off, probably to get ours.
Stephanie turned to face me, her eyes going wide. Although we’d laughed together many times that if we ever found a nude beach, we would try it, it had never happened before. “Do you?” I asked her, knowing that I had no problem with it, but I was really calling Stephanie’s bluff. Although she’d said she would, I’d always had the feeling that was a ‘hypothetical’ answer that we never really expected to happen. But then again, she’d never talked about getting a thong bikini before either and she’d unexpectedly done that the night before.