1 comments/ 19627 views/ 3 favorites Revisiting Classmates Ch. 01 By: maddog225 "Kelly? Kelly Sampson?" You looked puzzled. "Yes?" A beautiful blonde woman approached you in the open conference room. IAAAM conference started that Sunday afternoon at the Marriott on St. Kitts. As it had been 10 years since we had been on island, we figured, what the hell, and decided to attend that year. While you were at the conference, I was taking the kids to Frigate Bay to see how the beach looked these days and to see if Brad and Sue were still running Ziggy's. As Ziggy's changed hands 3 times while the two of us were on island, I found it hard to believe they still were, but it was worth a try. As you looked at the stunning legs on this woman who had approached you, you tried to place her face in your memory. She had a knee length teal turtle print Caribbel Boutique wrap skirt on over her beautifully tanned legs, with curves that emphasized her tight, round butt. She was wearing a black spaghetti strapped tank top over this, where her cleavage exposed a nice under-curve to her breasts, tanned to perfection, not a tan line behind the clearly visible bra. The dark freckles between her bussoms suggested to you that she often tanned, but it didn't look fake, it was too naturally brown to be a baker's tan. You discretely thought to yourself, hmmm, natural tan and no tan lines, I wonder where you are working. "Kelly, oh my God, I haven't seen you since school!" The woman reached her arms up to give you a hug. Her breasts hung like tear drops on her chest, as she made her way from the few yards between you to embrace. They were rather large, easily distinguishable behind her loosely knit top. Her features seemed to remind you of someone. She was about 5'1" with striking facial features. Her jaw line was taught and straight, with high cheek bones and a plumpness that only highlighted the dimples of her smile, which she displayed with her arms out-stretched recognition of you. Her bright white teeth against her bleach blonde hair contrasted from her tan skin. "It has been a while" you replied. You were wearing a simple dark brown skirt that highlighted your plump butt, but hugged you tight to show off your nice legs. It hung just above your knees, showing the tight calves you trained with all of your laps in the pool. You were wearing tan healed sandals, giving your calves an extra "cut" to them, thinning them out but giving them definition. You had a button down short sleeve green shirt on, which came down to the middle of your chest above your breast line. While the shirt hung loose on you, your ample breasts were hard to hide, and they filled out the top, while the rest of the shirt hung limply against your tight stomach. You were still trying to figure out who this person was. Your responses sounded genuine enough, this girl obviously didn't recognize that you had no idea who she was. You weren't even sure which school she was talking about. Her hug was tight. She pulled you in, and being shorter than you, her cheek brushed up against your breasts, as you tried to match the grip she held you with. This only encouraged her to hold you tighter. After a few awkward seconds, you let go and she took the hint to release. "Wow, I can't believe we both got Dolphin jobs. Where are you working at?" "Shedd Aquarium, in Chicago. How about you?" "I got in at the National Zoo in Virginia." The way she said Virginia was too southern to be anyone from high school or even URI. She had to have been a friend from Oklahoma State or Ross or some other school where you'd done some CE. "Wow, how do you like it there? Does the President come out to see the animals?" "Oh, God no!" she said with a laugh. "Well that's good, I'm sure she wouldn't know what to do with a targeting pole anyway" "No kidding, she has no idea how to even make sure her man comes home to her at night." You got this feeling in your mind, you knew this woman. You weren't sure where from, but a memory was starting to surface. Her name was on the tip of your tongue, the recognition came to light, but her name wasn't coming to you. She was standing very close to you in the lobby of the Marriott, as you were both waiting in line to register for the day's CE lectures. At this point, you were both waiting in line for "Thermoimaging: the cheap alternative to a thorough physical exam?" "I don't care what lectures I go to today, I'm just glad to be back on island. I mean, it's changed so much since we were here!" "It has, Brent and the kids are out on the strip right now, trying to figure out if Ziggy's is still there." "Oh my God, you two are still together! That's wonderful! I always hoped that you would!" "Yeah, he's a great guy." "He was always so hot, is he still in shape?" You were taken aback by this comment, like she was trying to hit on your man. Granted, we'd been together forever, but you still had a jealous streak about you. After that question, you started to have some ice water in your responses, as you still couldn't figure out who she was. "Oh yeah, he looks great. We have 2 kids, Matthew who's 4 and Madelyn who's 2. I'm very lucky to have him." "Tell me about it. I remember he used to fold your laundry," they mystery woman chuckled. "Any man who would fold my laundry, I'd have jumped at the opportunity." "Yeah, he's a keeper." You thought to yourself, is this AManda? She has blonde hair now, but it has to be Amanda, with her southern drawl. Her breasts had grown too, but her legs still looked as amazing as they had in school. You wanted to be sure. As the conversation died, you waited a few minutes to test your theory. Absently, you almost whispered "Amanda", in a non-descript direction, trying to be annonymous when you said it. "Yeah?" the mystery woman answered. Amanda had been in your wedding party at our wedding. You lost touch after the festivities, as your schedules became increasingly difficult to manage, as you both fell into dolphin jobs nearly immediately after our wedding, unbeknownst to each other. "Wow, I had a hard time figuring who you were! Your hair looks great, and wow! Did your boobs grew, do you have kids?" "Yeah, I had 2 rugrats with my ex hustand. He was that biker in Alabama. We got pregnant the night of your wedding, actually. We had Alex, and then we had Peter right afterwards. Then Bill started being a pain in the ass, kept going out to the bar everynight. Never came home. So, one night he came in wreeking of cheap perfume. I questioned him and he admitted to have cheated on me. After boozing all the time and cheating on me, I decided that it was time for a divorce. He now works in Chevy Chase as an investment banker, the one that no investor wants to walk in to see at the AG Edwards store he works at. He can't even pay his child support, that broke ass." "Sorry to unload all that unhappy baggage on you. The papers went through 3 months ago. We had a small wedding, just our parents, since we realized we were pregnant not long after your ceremony. I'm sorry, I should have told you, but we got so wound up in everything going on with a child and all." "Anyway, OK, I"m serious, no more sad stories. I'm here to just relax. I don't care what I see, one lecture a day and then back to the beach. Hey, do you and Brent want to get together tonight for a few cocktails? I heard the hotel is offering complimentary babysitting." "Wow, Amanda, I can't believe it's you! Yeah, we'd love to get some drinks tonight. Where and when?" "How about 5:30 at Ziggy's, if it's still there?" "Perfect, I'll see you tonight with Brent." "Matthew! Wait for me to get in the water," I screamed as our brave 4 year old tried to wade into the soft surf. I had just covered him in SPF 50 for the noon sun and he still had streaks where I didn't rub it in full enough. We had been sitting under a palm tree on a picnic table next to Ziggy's. Mathew's pale white skin and baby fat jiggled as he trotted towards the water, he was a lot like his mother in that I couldn't keep him out long. He loved swimming in Lake Michigan. He was about to get a sharp contrast from that, he'd never been in the salt water of the Caribbean. Maddie was sitting next to me, awaiting her sunscreen application. She was sucking on her fingers with an open mouth, mostly just distracting herself with her hands. Her cute little two piece didn't quite fit her, as we bought it large for her to grow into. I started lathering up as Matthew kept inching closer to the water as he was restlessly playing in the sand, waiting for the two of us. "Matthew, that's close enough!" "Daaaad, hurry up!" I started lathering Maddie up. I had asked the bar staff if Brad and Sue were still the proprietors of Ziggy's. Of course, I then had to ask if they still owned the place. I got some blank stares, so I figured I'd just wait and see if they showed up. I was wearing a pair of white board shorts. My torso was slightly pudgy, as it's been since we had started dating. With all the hours at Vale Park, I had been able to keep the pounds off, as I was running from one room to the next, rarely having time for lunch. I didn't have too poor of tan. The conference was in early April, so there had been a few March days where I did the yard work with my shirt off. I finished applying the sunscreen to Maddy and we walked down to the water. Matthew waited til I was halfway there and he jumped in head first. He came up and spat the water out. "Phew! That's salty!" He started pawing at his tongue to try to wash it off. I laughed and swooped Maddy into my arms and waded in, letting her piggy legs dangle in the water. There was a cruise boat in and the beach was starting to crowd up. There were more beach chairs than I had remembered, and the Kittitians were scurrying around to set them up so they could sell them. The cruise boat industry seemed to have changed, as the people walking around the shore were much younger, with many pretty girls walking around with their nice tans and tiny bikini's. I wasn't complaining, though I was getting distracted from watching Matt. "Dad, watch this!" Matthew drew a long breath in and dove beneath the surface. He nearly bobbed right back to the surface, having not experienced salt water before. He didn't realize he'd be a little more buoyant. He came up with a quick exhalation, blowing mist into the bright sunshine. We continued to play in the water til Maddy started getting squirmy because she was getting pruney. So, we went up and rinsed off in the showers and got a few stools at the bar. Trevor, the short, slow, Kittitian was still at Ziggy's and he came up to wait on us. I said, "Trevor! I'm an old Ross grad. Are Brad and Sue still here?" "No, they sold a long time ago. Dr. Beths and Fitzharris bought the place after they gave up Scuba diving when some student left, probably 10 years ago." Again, Trevor is slow and he was shocked because I was talking too fast. He still hadn't figured it out J The kids and I had burgers and fries and people watched. I decided to look up DSK and found a phone to call over. Sure as hell, Mike answered the phone. "Mike? It's Brent from Ross, about 10 years ago." "BRENT! Oh my God, are you on island?" "Yeah, I'm at Ziggy's right now. You got room on the boat tomorrow?" "I always have room for you! Have you dove recently? If not, I'll have to get you into a refresher course." "I only need a refresher if you didn't teach me properly, since I'm a Master Scuba Instructor now." "Wow, you continued on?" "Yeah, I teach OW courses locally during the summer. It's a lot of fun." "Great, well I'll see you tomorrow. Do you need a ride?" "Yeah, have Kent pick me up at the Marriott tomorrow morning. Don't tell him who he's picking up." "Do you think Kent will be sober at that time of morning, to be able to drive over and pick you up?" "Is he going to be sober enough to drive the boat?" "Hopefully." "Then he'll be sober enough to pick me up in the truck." "Great, take care Brent, I'll see you tomorrow." "Take care Mike!" As I had to now figure out how to have the kids watched tomorrow, I decided we should walk back to the Marriott. It was nice to walk in the sunshine. The kids were enjoying it, though once we got to the roundabout, I had to pick Maddy up. I was offered about 10 different taxi rides to the Marriott, which I hadn't forgotten how to decline politely. "NO THANKS." The lecture was interesting. Dr. Walsh had provided a way to do an inflammation check with thermal imagining on dolphins to save many fingers from having to palpate oral lesions. You and Amanda stuck close together as many of the other attendees were dressed in crazy Hawaiian prints and looked like sore thumbs compared to your more casual island wear. They all had deer in headlights looks, as they hadn't seen St. Kitts before. Besides, it was great to catch up with a great old friend. "Yeah, after the kids, it was like someone stuck needles into my boobs and inflated them!" "Tell me about it, I've considered getting a reduction, but Brent doesn't want me to." "Figures, if he's married to you, he has to be a breast guy." "Oh, you have no idea." "So you brought the kids with? That was pretty brave!" "Well, our parents watch them 3 days a week while we're both at work. We didn't want to burden them, plus, Brent was like, I need something to keep me busy while you're in your CE's." "That's true." You had walked out of the conference room and were sitting in the Calypso Café, getting your Frigate Bay Club sandwiches. You both ordered Caribs, as you had not had one in so long. The foul beer entered your mouths and you both agreed, that's one taste you don't miss from the island. "I can't wait to get some ribs. Goat or not!" Amanda said. "Yeah, that'll be good. We should go to Buddy's." "Sounds great! That's another date!" We met back up in the hotel room in the late afternoon. The kids were sleeping as I was watching some TV with the balcony windows open, looking over the Atlantic. They had tucked themselves under the maroon comforter on their own queen bed, two small blips on such a large bed. I was lying on our bed, in a pair of red plaid boxer shorts, watching a Cubs game. The breeze off of the ocean brought a fresh smell into the stale hotel room air. "Hey baby" you whispered, so as not to wake the kids. "How was your day?" "It was good, I'm diving in the morning with Mike and Kent. I can't believe they are still here. Amazing. We hung out at Ziggy's this afternoon, didn't run into Brad and Sue, but TB and Sooze bought the place. I can't believe this place, fuckin island." "Language!" "They're asleep... How was the conference?" "It was nice. Guess who I ran into?" "Ummm, Dr. Walsh?" "Well, yeah. But you knew he was here. Guess who else? She graduated a semester before me." "Jess?" "No, she was at our wedding, though." "Amanda?" "Yep. She's a blonde now! She's looking great." "Yeah? What's she up to?" "At the National Zoo, believe it or not. She wants to meet up for cocktails tonight. I guess there's a child care service tonight. Want to drop the kids off and go down to Ziggy's?" You landed on the bed with a bit of a bounce, putting your arms around my waist, giving me a kiss on the lips. I've always loved your soft, wet, full lips on my lips. They feel so inviting. You rolled over to the side of the bed to take off your sandals. You stood up and went into the restroom. The kids started to stir, as they heard your flush. You walked out of the lavatory and were greeted with "Mommy!" from both of the kids. They struggled to get out from the covers, but both eventually jumped to the ground, ran over to you, and latched on to your legs. "Mom, dad took us swimming today. We got to swim in the salt water. I had some in my mouth and I spitted it out. It tastes so nasty!" "Yeah? So you had fun with dad today?" "YEAH!" they responded in unison. "Well, how about we get the two of you cleaned up and you can meet some kids your age, so dad and I can go out and meet an old friend?" "YAY!" We helped the kids into some of the new clothes we picked up for the trip. They didn't have much in beachwear, as we lived in Indiana. Their fresh, bright shorts and shirts made them stick out like the tourists we had become. To think we used to live on this island. We walked the kids down to the lobby, where a pretty young kittitian girl had a sign up saying child care. A group of pasty white kids from infants to ten year olds were gathered around her in a circle. We left Matthew and Maddie with the group and walked off into the cool, late spring evening. We walked down the golf course towards the strip. The wind blew the palm trees in the darkness, dimly lit by the street lights. Fortunately it was early enough that the taxi traffic was slight, and we felt comfortable walking on the road, somewhat. We held hands, you still make me feel like we just started dating. My heart was pounding, it had been so long since we'd had a night to ourselves, even for a few hours. I kept squeezing your hand, which you squeezed back. We locked eyes on occasion, giving each other short kisses, laughing, and walking down to the strip. We walked by Mr. X's, which was bouncing with most of the conference attendees. You could see the Hawaiian shirts, bright pinks and greens, huddled around the picnic tables, gray beards and big straw hats. We kept walking, ignoring the "tourists". We walked up the old beach boards of Ziggy's and stopped at the bar to get two Ting's with CSR. You saw Amanda after we got our drinks and walked out onto the beach, under the volleyball tower. "Hey there, pocket!" "Brent, how are you?!" Amanda reached up and put her arms around me. You were right, I did not recognize her with her blonde hair. She did look striking, as it looked like she had kept running in all these years, her breasts were much fuller than they had been when we used to spend time together. "I'm doing OK. I mean, I've still got her around." Amanda jabbed me in the side, before you got a chance to. You dropped your jaw in a mockery of shock. "So, blonde? I hardly recognized you." "Just something different, needed to do something different after the divorce." "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know. If you don't mind my asking, how long ago." Amanda recounted the story again. I'm always good at getting information out, and Amanda went on as she chugged through 3 Caribs. I fed you another Ting with a Sting during the tale, and I switched to Stag. She was starting to get drunk, and when she was suppressing a sad part of the story, she started laughing and would slap our knees, whoever happened to be sitting closer during the retelling of the tale. "So, tell me, how do you two keep it together? I mean, the reason I lost Bill, I think, was that I didn't keep it interesting enough for him. What keeps the spice for the two of you?" "I dunno, babe, what do you think?" You were kinda shy to say what you thought was keeping us spicy. "Well, this trip will help. After 10 years and two kids, we've kinda lost it, I think. We both work so much, but we still keep Saturday nights for us. We put the kids to bed early, then if we're being lazy, we'll just pop in a porno or something," I said. "Yeah? What type of porn do you like?" You started to blush. I didn't hesitate, "Well, the girl stuff, I think we both prefer. I mean, who really wants to see cock, right?" "Well, I kinda do!" Amanda responded, gripping my knee as she smiled largely. She held it there longer than I expected, though I was starting to get loosened up from the alcohol, I didn't mind. You caught her hands and started to get a little on edge. "Come on, Amanda, girls look better than the ugly guys in those movies," you said. Revisiting Classmates Ch. 01 Amanda took her hand off my leg and put both of her hands on your thigh, much higher than your knee was, "Yeah, that's true, the girls are much prettier in those movies." Her hands were cold and she wasn't moving them. "Your hands are cold. Here, let me warm them up." You took her hands into yours and rubbed them together. She giggled. After a while, "I have to use the ladies room. Does anyone need anything?" "I'll take a Stag." "A Carib, if you will." "OK, Stag and Carig." While you were in the bathroom, I asked Amanda "So, what made you come to this conference. I mean, I know you are in zoo med now, but did you know anyone else coming to the conference?" "No, but I'm glad I ran into the two of you. You know, Brent, I had my eye on you before you started dating Kelly." "Yeah, well, I kinda did on you too. But, funny how things turn out, aren't they? I wouldn't trade Kelly for anything, I mean, you've got to meet Matthew and Maddie. They're great kids, well behaved, cute little buggers." "I'll bet. But, you know, I think that this weekend might be a good time, for all three of us." "How's that?" I couldn't tell what she wanted. She was smiling at me, giving me a smile that said, let's go back and fuck. I didn't know if it was the booze talking or what, but I figured it was a pretty balsy move to make with you just a few feet away in the restroom. "Well, I think that I haven't seen the two of you in ages and I think we have a lot of catching up to do," Amanda said in the most provocative voice she could muster. She curled her lip and looked to her right. You were walking back towards us. She kept grinning as you walked back to the table we were sitting at. "What are you all smiles about Amanda?" "Oh, it's just good to bump into the both of you again." "Yeah. It's getting late, we should pick up the kids soon, don't you think honey?" you asked. "I suppose so. Did you walk Amanda, we can walk you back." "That'd be very nice of you. I'd love to walk with you." As we left, I took you on my left side, hand in hand. Before long, Amanda had her hand in my hand as well. As we were walking, she would walk closer to me, placing my arm between her breasts, pushing them onto my bicep. You kept rubbing the sides of your tits on my other arm, and leaning in to give me kisses on the cheek. I don't think you saw her placing her body on me. I couldn't help it, with both of your bodies on me, I was starting to get excited. I was tripping, as we were walking, because I was trying to hide my growing excitement, trying to walk with my thighs out in front of my growing bulge. Before we got to the entrance to the Marriott, you started to put your hands on my butt. Not soon after, Amanda decided to the same, while grabbing your hand. You both took a cheek and gave me some good grabs. I said "Ladies, there's only so much of me to go around." You both gave me sly smiles. We got to the child care counter. They went and woke up Matthew and Maddie. They came, rubbing their eyes, towards us. We slowly introduced Amanda to them, then we turned to Amanda and said good night. She gave us both kisses on our lips, kisses that were more than pecks, but short enough so as not to draw attention. We walked the kids to the elevator and up to our room. We brushed their teeth and put them to bed. They were out again in half a second. "Wow, Amanda was kinda flirty when she got drunk, wasn't she." "Yes she was. She was all over you baby!" you said. "I know, it was kinda fun. Guess I still have it in me" I said slyly. "I guess so" you said as you put your arms around me. I put my arms around you, then sliding them forward so I could grab your breasts. We hadn't made love in ages. I was still pretty excited from feeling the two women on me and I could sense you were a little wet too. After two children, ten years of marriage, and fifteen years of knowing me, you still could melt me with your eyes. You had put on a little weight around your mid section and your breasts hung a little lower than when we first started dating, but your eyes still had fire for me. You closed your eyes and leaned in to kiss me, deep on the lips. We finished in the bathroom, brushing our teeth and slipping into our bed clothes. We hadn't made love in the same room with the kids since they were still in the crib, but we couldn't help it. As soon as we were under the covers, I immediately ran my fingers down your stomach to your clit. You were already pretty wet and my touch easily ran over your soft folds, you felt so warm. You'd always felt so good when I reached between your legs. You didn't want to waste any time. You immediately reached down to ensure that my cock was still hard, having been ignored since you brushed against it while we were brushing our teeth. I certainly didn't disappoint, as my cock felt as hard as it had ever felt, even longer and thicker than usual. We didn't have as regular of sex life as either of us would like, averaging once a week, but both of us were about to explode on this night. Taking the initiative, you slipped your pj pants off and quickly climbed atop of me, sliding me in with ease. You ground on my pelvis and your hand immediately ground your clit into a climax within seconds of my penetration. My cock felt so good in your warm pussy, with long, slow, and deep strokes, I came nearly instantly, enjoying your folds to their fullest extent, savoring every inch of your softness. I came inside of you like a garden hose. You whispered "Did you just piss inside of me" in mock fear. "No baby" I giggled back, as my testicles shrank to half their pre-ejaculate size. You stayed on top of me, as we held and kissed each other. I rubbed your back with deep squeezes, pulling you in as close to me as I could, squeezing your breasts between us. They felt so good, separated by your thin cotton t-shirt. I could feel your nipples poking through, so hard. We had stayed together while you were on top of me, and my cock didn't go flaccid, it stayed up. Before long, I was ready to go again, having regained the rigidity and drive that I needed to give you another run. You said "Shhhh, follow me" and you slipped into the bathroom. You got into the bathtub and waved me in. You put your hands up on the walls and I turned on the heat lamp over the shower after closing the door. You spread your legs and I slid in behind you as you bent over. I started by long, slow thrusts all the way into you, holding my cock deep inside of you on your cervix, then taking the long journey out of you, nearly leaving your warmth. But then I'd slide forward again, slowly, on the course towards your cervix again. I'd reach up and grab your breasts, squeezing them really hard, pinching your nipples. Pulling your hair, running my hands over your neck. Before long I was going really fast, and you were moaning, as your check was up against the wall of the tub. I started getting into it, thrusting fast and hard. "Owww, baby, that hurt just a little". We hadn't gotten over that yet ;-). So, I did and you reached down and played with your clit, while I squeezed your breasts. I resisted the urge to spank you, since I didn't want to wake the kids. The fan on the bathroom light was enough to make me nervous that they might wake up as it was. But we kept going and I spanked you lightly. Then I went back and fondled your breasts. You moaned as you came all over my cock. I could feel you tighten up and then relax, and my cock slid so effortlessly into you. I was about ready to blow again and I started to groan and you could feel my legs shake a little. You immediately took me out of you and kneeled down to take me into your mouth. You immediately started to move your head back and forth on my member, with your hands grabbing the base and jerking me towards the most intense orgasm I had ever had. I filled your mouth with my cum, which you gladly swallowed. We decided that we ought to rinse off, so we turned on the shower real quick and then dried ourselves, kissing each other the whole way through, touching each other like we hadn't touched each other since our days back in school. Our clothes were still in the bed, so we had to make a dash towards the sheets. We peeked out through the bathroom door across the room to see if we saw any little children eyes open through the light of the door crack. They appeared to be asleep, so we turned the light off and dashed into our bed. As we were struggling to work our pants back on, Matthew said "Mommy, are you having problems sleeping? Why are you moving around so much?" "Oh Matthew honey, it's nothing, your dad was just tickling me." "Oh, OK. Good night mom. Good night dad." "Good night son." We said in unison. We could hear him start to breathe deeply, so we figured we were safe. I hadn't taken my hands off of you since we got back into the bed and got busted. I leaned in to kiss you. "Baby, thank you so much" I said. "You are very" and you kissed my cheek, "Very, welcome." And I could see your white teeth through the moonlight through the pale blinds as you grinned. "Baby, that was so hot, we haven't done that in ages, it felt amazing!" "It was amazing. You know what I was just thinking though?" "What's that?" "Well, seeing Amanda tonight really made me think about what we used to talk about." "You mean a three some with Amanda? Baby, we've had threesomes in the past, I thought we decided no more?" One night before we got married, we went to a strip club. After a few drinks, we got lap dances and the dancer was hot as hell, with huge tits, tight ass, and all the platinum blonde hair she brush against your face as she swung with the music. Her make up made her look as fake as Pamela Anderson, and her tits were probably fake, but her tight body was a welcome site to both of us. It was a full nude show, and she shoved her shaved pussy in your face a few times and she smelled so good. Her clit was so big, you wanted to reach out with your tongue and lick it. Candy, our stripper's name, noticed your hunger and saw my eyes go wide, because I had seen it too. She noticed the bulge in my pants. She leaned in close to you and said, "Two hundred bucks and you and I can have a great time, he can watch." Candy left after the song and you told me what she said. I gave my full support by reaching for my wallet to see how much I had. I was already trying to figure out what a tip would be for this kind of service. You were a little nervous, but when Candy came back, she came and asked me if the two of us had come up with a decision. You were squeezing my hand, I knew you wanted to try it. I certainly wanted to watch, so I said "Absolutely! What do we do?" "Meet me at the Plaza Hotel, room 6." So, we went to the Plaza Hotel and she was there. After knocking, we walked in and she immediately started kissing you, with lots of tongue, softly and wet. She was still in her corset from her act. Her thong panties were soaked through with her wetness, which you reached down to feel. You stopped kissing her lips and worked your way down her neck and bit on her collar bone. You slipped your hands under the cups of her corset and exposed her breasts. The nipples were hard and leathery from the nights exposed to the cigarette smoke, constant tweeking for the guys, and cold temperatures. You sucked on them. I undid your bra clasp and lifted your shirt over your head. You lifted your head for a second and let the clothes fall to the floor. She pushed you down and started to suck on your breasts. She did it with such voracity, you couldn't help but enjoy it, it felt so good. She held your breasts and started kissing her way down your belly. She undid the button and zipper for your jeans and pulled them off. She immediately started to suck on your clit. I was sitting on the side of the bed, enjoying the show. I pulled my cock out of my jeans and boxers and was just slowly stroking it. You looked over at me and you were obviously enjoying the experience. Candy put her fingers deep inside of you and her tongue on your clit was as soft as a feather, as fast as a vibrator, and as sensitive as a doctor's touch. Her fingers were so long and they touched you just where you needed to be touched inside of yourself, you came instantly. Candy then came over and pulled my pants off and started to suck my cock. I started to groan in pleasure, but you got a pang of jealousy and you leaned over and took my cock into your mouth. Candy said "Well, if you don't need me, I'll be leaving." She was obviously upset at being interrupted. You got upset and said "He's my man and I'm going to blow him." And that was that, we paid Candy and you and I were sitting there. I later admitted that it was pretty hot having two naked girls fight over me, but that was WELL after you cooled off. "I know, but this is different. It's Amanda. And besides, you said so yourself, we like the girl movies, our sex life is pretty dull, and girls have always turned me on." "This is true, but I don't want something like what happened last time to happen. If it happens, just let it be between the two of you, I don't want you to feel jealous." "Baby, we'll play it by ear. I think there's a lot less to fear from a friend versus some stripper in Boulder." "OK, well, if she likes it in the pooper, I call that I get to do that!" You giggled. "Baby, if she wants you to go down the Hersey highway, more power to the both of you." "Do you think Amanda would go for it?" I asked. I knew that there was a GREAT possibility that it was true, but I wanted to hear it from you. "I do think that she'd go for it. Did you see her all over you tonight? And then she was all over me. I think I was wet on the walk home just because she put her hands up my thigh, she almost touched my pussy lips. And I saw her touching you and grabbing you. I saw how you reacted, how you liked it, and I didn't' feel jealous. In fact, I kinda liked watching her touch you, was kinda exciting." "Really? She did give you a long kiss goodnight tonight." "She did, she has soft lips. It was pretty hot. And it was hot that she kissed you goodnight too." "It was kinda hot, I didn't protest too much." "Well, you keep dreaming of that, I will too. I have a long day tomorrow. Maybe I can persuade Amanda to sneak out a little early so we can run over to Shipwrecks or something, get a few hours of rays, let the kids play." "That sounds like fun. Well, good night baby, I love you. Sweet dreams." "I love you too, sleep well." My cock had gotten hard again from our discussion, which I poked you with several times while we had talked. You ignored it, as you were worn out. We fell asleep in each others arms, as we had every night since I finished on this very island, but we fell asleep with the tingling we slept with the excited feeling we had when we had first slept together. This trip was certainly bringing out the love birds in us.