29 comments/ 139887 views/ 7 favorites Just One Night, The Aftermath By: Just One Night, The Aftermath During the drive to the resort I was watching Laura just to see what happened. Other than some more overt flirting than she would normally do nothing seemed too much out of the ordinary. Tom, the male half of the last couple to arrive, was obviously quite taken with Laura and he kept her engaged for most of the drive. By the time we pulled into the front gate you might have thought they were a couple, not Laura and I. As the driver and bellboys were pulling our bags out of the car we all said our good-byes and made the obligatory arrangements to meet for drinks later. When Gayle, Tom's wife leaned in on tip toes I thought she was just going to give me a kiss on the cheek. To my surprise, since we hadn't been any where nearly as absorbed as my wife and her husband had been during the drive, she whispered "I can't wait to fuck you!" into my ear. As she walked away she turned back to look at me and she laughed. I can only assume it was because of the dumbfounded look I must have had on my face. I looked at her a little differently in that moment and while she was a little shorter and curvier than Laura, my usual type, I thought she might be very interesting to take a tumble with. "What are you smiling about?" asked Laura? "Nothing," I replied. "Nothing at all!" Laura turned to look where I was looking and remarked, "Yeah right! She has a nice ass, doesn't she?" "Uh huh," I mumbled still befuddled by what had just happened. A couple of bellboys helped us to our room which was not a room at all but a 'casita'. It was a completely separate from any other buildings and located among a small cluster of other casitas. They had a grass hut look to them, but they were very modern inside. The suite was split into two rooms, a bedroom and a sitting area, and there was a Jacuzzi set into the floor of the latter. Behind it through some French doors was a patio with a string hammock, and beyond that the ocean. Not thirty feet from our patio was a pool bar with bartenders happily making 'ritas for the guests lined up at the bar. I noticed two or three of the women were topless. While I was tipping the bellboys Laura slipped into the bathroom which I was later happy to discover included an open air 'grotto' shower. I took the opportunity to stroll out to the bar to get what was to be the first of many all inclusive drinks, and to get a closer look at the ladies. Five minutes later I was walking back into the room with drinks in hand when Laura walked out of the bathroom naked as they day she was born. "Put those drinks down and come fuck me!" was all she said as she strolled past me into the bedroom giving my cock a playful squeeze on the way. I had put the drinks on the bar and walked back to the bedroom. Laura was on her back on the bed with one arm behind her head, her legs spread slightly, and with her left index finger she was rubbing her clit ever so slowly. I quickly undressed and rather than climbing in between her legs immediately I straddled her chest and presented her with my now hardening cock. "I think I need a little encouragement!" I said with a wink. "Oh you do, do you?" my wife asked with a smile and quickly engulfed my cock with her mouth. Not wanting me to come she didn't suck me hard for very long, but instead began licking and kissing the head and shaft of my cock driving me wild when she would look me in the eye while doing it. She looked so hot when she did that, and she knew I thought so! I leaned back and began to stroke her pussy which was already very, very wet. Laura's clit was swollen, too, so I knew she was already very turned on. When I hooked my finger around her pelvic bone and began to tap on her G-spot it took her only seconds to have her first orgasm of the trip. Her whole body tightened up with the strength of the spasm and all she could do was groan softly around my cock which was still in her mouth albeit forgotten for the moment.. When she had calmed down just a little and relaxed the grip her legs had on my hand Laura looked up at me and with lust in her eyes said, "I need you in me now!" Who was I to argue? I would love to tell you how artfully I brought her to orgasm after orgasm, but the reality is I just fucked her hard and Laura just came and came. Each time it seemed she came harder than the last. If I hadn't held back just a little I would have come in the first thirty seconds, but I managed to hold out for four or five minutes before we orgasmed together. We laid there together for a few minutes afterwards with me still on top and inside of her. I could feel Laura's pussy flutter lightly as I slowly rocked my hips and pushed my now slowly softening member as deep as I could inside of her. Laura stroked my hair as my head laid on her chest. I held on to her tightly for a while not wanting the moment to end, loving her as much as I had ever loved her, dreading yet intrigued by what I knew was about to begin. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Yeah," I replied. "What do say we get this vacation started then?" In that moment I was so tempted to say "No! Let's not! Let's just stay here in the room and make love to each other for the next week!" But, I didn't. I didn't say anything. I just got up, pulled her after me into the outdoor shower and spent the next few minutes soaping up the body of the woman I had come to love so much. I knew then that no matter what happened I would be taking her home and treating her better than I ever had before. I truly came to understand just how much I loved her and how much I was willing to give her to keep her happy with me. With her head resting on my chest and the water showering over us I heard her whisper "I love you!" "I love you, too!" I replied, and then with no regrets I added, "Are you ready?" She looked up at me with her eyes searching. Seeing me smiling down at her she replied, "Yeah!" I was dressed and ready to go in about five minutes. That's one of the advantages of being a man. Laura on the other hand wanted to make herself beautiful before she made her first appearance. It didn't make much sense to me since we were only going to the pool bar, but I shrugged and said okay when she told me to go to the bar and that she would be out in a while. Before long I was working on my second margarita and flirting with two very attractive gals. Karen was a tall curvy blonde who was busting out of what little bikini she was wearing. Her friend Kim, a cute little brunette, didn't even worry about the bikini top. I did my best to maintain eye contact with them both, but the both caught me looking elsewhere and teased me about the fact I must have just arrived! We were laughing like old friends when I saw Laura walk up out of the corner of my eye. She was stunning! Laura was wearing a one piece bathing suit I had never seen before, nor had I ever seen one like it for that matter. More like a bikini than not, it was cut very high over her hips, cut very low between her breasts, and even though she isn't the bustiest woman on the planet you could see the swell of her breasts on either side of the strips of cloth that went up from her waist to tie behind her neck. She saw me staring open mouthed and did a little pirouette showing me that the suit was cut like a thong in behind. "Wow!" was about all I could manage to say. "So you like?" Laura asked rhetorically. I just nodded and introduced her to Kim and Karen who immediately complimented Laura on her suit and asked her where she had found it! "Online, believe it or not! I am just so glad it fit" she said. Over the next half hour or so we talked with the girls and slowly introduced ourselves to the other people sitting at or swimming around the bar. While we weren't the oldest people there we were far from the youngest and I could see Laura checking out all the hard bodied men who were very obviously checking her out at the same time. While there were a few other couples the majority of the people we met seemed to be there with same sex groups just looking to have a good time. It wasn't long before I found myself sitting at the bar alone watching Laura as she laughed and flirted with most every guy in the place. I could tell she was having a ball lapping up all the attention. Now and then I would engage in light conversation with whoever happened to wander up to the bar, but for the most part I just watched my wife begin to enjoy her freedom. Laura was always one to make physical contact when she flirted. Every time I looked her way she had a hand on a guy's chest or his arm, and there was more than one arm slipped around her waist as one admirer after another tried to establish a connection with her. As the afternoon wore on her light touches became light embraces when she sidled up against her new friends occasionally brushing her breasts against their arms and sides while they laughed and talked. With one guy in particular she had to have been doing a little dirty dancing under the water because I knew his leg had to be between hers from the way they were standing. As time wore on I thought it was likely he would be getting what he wanted before long, but then Tom and Gayle who we had met in the limo walked up. I could see Tom scanning the pool as he climbed down the steps into the water, and sure enough, as soon as he saw Laura he called out her name to get her attention. Laura smiled when she saw him then turned back to her friend in the pool and said some thing he must not have liked given the look on his face. Laura put her had on his arm, and said something else. The guy just shrugged nodded and waded back over to his friends a few feet away. "Another new friend?' I could hear Tom say when Laura swam over to him and Gayle. "Just someone I met," she replied. "What took you guys so long? I thought you were coming right out to the pool?" "We were!" Galye interjected. "Except 'someone' lost the keys to our luggage, and we still haven't got our main bag open. They are tracking down a locksmith for us now. We actually just bought these bathing suits in the lobby. But, we are here now!" Turning Gayle saw me for the first time. "Hey, Big Boy! How does a girl get a drink around here?" "Margarita?" I asked holding up the fresh one I was holding. "Absolutely!" she replied and came over to join me at the bar. Before long we had completely forgotten about our respective spouses who now with drinks of their own were chatting by the side of the pool twenty feet away." "I hope I didn't offend you earlier today," Gayle offered. "No. You just caught me a little off guard that's all." "Well, with the way Tom and Laura were carrying on in the limo I figured you and I would have plenty of opportunity." "You did?" "Yeah! That's why we come down here. Letting Tom sow some wild oats is the only way I can keep him under control the rest of the year." Unbelievable, I thought, they were here for the same reason Laura and I were here. Curious I asked Gayle about it and it seemed they had started it all a few years ago when she had caught Tom cheating on her when she surprised him on a road trip. She literally walked into a hotel room to find Tom's cock in the mouth of one woman while Tom was eating another. Needless to say she was shocked, hurt, angry, and most every other emotion she had a right to feel at that moment, but without a word she turned on her heel and went back home. By the time Tom got home she had packed up and moved to her mother's with her daughter. Tom, while apologetic, was not remorseful. He told Gayle he had been thinking about leaving her for a while because he found himself wanting to experience more sexual excitement than he thought possible in a married relationship. The cheating, he promised, had only occurred a couple of times recently, and that the threesome had been a one time thing that ended the second Gayle had let the hotel room door slam shut behind her. Unlike Laura and me, Tom and Gayle had married very early. Tom hadn't sowed many wild oats along the way, and Gayle hadn't sowed any at all in that Tom was her first and only lover at that time. Their sex life, she said, was pretty normal. They did it two or three times a week for the first few years and then that dropped down to once or twice a week. Looking back she said she could see where Tom was always the one suggesting new or interesting things to kick up the excitement level, but other than watching some porn now and then nothing out of the ordinary had interested Gayle. She was quite content, but Tom was looking for more. The day Gayle planned on serving Tom with divorce papers Tom arrived at the door with plane tickets to Club Med in Jamaica. Gayle's initial reaction was there was no way in Hell she was going on a trip with Tom, but he convinced her that he still loved her. He said that if their marriage was to end so be it, but before they went their separate ways he wanted both of them to take this one last opportunity to be completely sure it was what they wanted. Gayle reluctantly agreed and they went to Jamaica. As it turned out the trip opened up a completely new avenue of communication between them. On the flight down to Jamaica Tom told Gayle more about his wants and desires than he ever had before and as she listened she began to wonder if there might not be something in this for her. More importantly, as she watched Tom's face as he shared his feelings with her she told me she realized just how much she loved him and she knew she wanted to find a way to make their marriage work. To make a long story short, a day or two after they got to Jamaica Gayle got laid. Then she got laid again! On the way home Tom's and Gayle's entire world had changed. Before Jamaica sex had been a wedge between them, but the shared experience had brought them closer. Five years and a handful of tropical vacations later and they were still together and happier than ever. "And he hasn't cheated since?" I asked Gayle. She winked and replied, "Not that I know of!" Just then Laura's shriek grabbed my attention. Tom had slipped an ice cube or two into the back of her bathing suit bottom and now they were wrestling over who would be the one to reach in and pull them out. They fell into the water in a tangle of arms and legs. "They certainly seem to be having some fun!" Gayle remarked. "Why don't we go someplace quiet and have a little fun of our own?" "Well...uh..." "Look," Gayle said, "Laura is going to get fucked while she is here no matter what you do right?" "Yeah, I guess." "Then why sit around here waiting for her to do it. How are you going to feel sitting here drinking at the bar knowing my husband is screwing her silly in your casita?" I already knew the answer to that question. "Not good!" "Exactly!" Gayle said as she stood up. She took me by the hand and pulled me after her. As we walked past Tom and Laura she called out, "We'll see you two later at the barbecue!" Laura gave me a quizzical look at this turn of events, but I just grinned and shrugged. She laughed and mouthed the words "I love you!" Like a puppy dog Gayle led me to her room. Unlike Laura and I, Tom and Gayle didn't have a casita, but they did have an amazing room over looking the ocean. The Jacuzzi in the middle of the room was already full and it started bubbling when Gayle turned on the timer. "Bubbly?" Gayle asked me. "That would be nice!" "Then climb in. We have some Asti on ice in the bedroom," she said and disappeared into the other room I slipped off my flip flops, pulled off my t-shirt, and I slid slowly into the water that was just a shade too hot. I had just gotten comfortable when Gayle came out of the bedroom, naked, holding a wine bottle and two glasses. "You DO NOT have your bathing suit on!" she laughed while looking down at me. Sheepishly, I reached under the water and slipped my trunks off and threw them into the water. "That is much better!" she said as she sat down on the side of the tub testing the water with her feet. "Ouch! It is a little hot isn't it?" I agreed while thinking it was about to get a whole lot hotter. As Gayle slowly inched her way into the tub I took the opportunity to really look at her for the first time. She was much shorter than my Laura, and heavier, I realized. But that extra weight simply made her curvy where Laura was much more lithe in her build. Gayle breasts weren't overly large, but on her small frame they looked perfect. Her nipples were a little darker than Laura's and her pubic hair was trimmed into a neat "landing strip'. One thing Gayle did have was beautiful skin. There was not a mark on it and it was a perfect golden brown like she had already been here a week. "Nice tan!" I remarked! "Yeah well... It's a spray on. I wasn't going to parade myself around here in a bikini all pasty white," she replied. Like me, I thought! "Like me?" I said and she laughed! By now she had worked her way completely into the tub and she snuggled up close to me with one leg thrown over my lap so she was half facing me. Her hand slipped up out of the water and she traced wet circles on my chest idly with one finger. She looked at me, smiled, and said "This is nice!" I could not have agreed more. I pulled Gayle to me, kissed her lightly at first and then with more ardor which she returned in kind. With my arms wrapped tight around her Gayle turned toward me completely, straddling me with on knee on either side of me. I could feel her pussy a she ground herself against me. I slid my hands down her back and over the cheeks of her ass which I squeezed. We kissed like that for a few moments exploring each other mouths with our tongues. The Gayle reached down between her legs and guided my cock into her pussy. Still kissing constantly we rocked together slowly for quite a while. Gayle ground herself into my pubic bone so hard it almost hurt. As she was doing so my hands explored her body enjoying the firmness of her breasts and the hardness of her nipples against my palm. I squeezed both breast firmly upward and Gayle moaned into my mouth and stuck her tongue in even further than it had already been as she came for the first time. I could feel her pussy as it spasmed around my cock. "Oh God!" she mumbled throwing her head back with her eyes closed. "Oh! Ohhhh...!!" Still with her eyes closed and her head back Gayle's chest heaved slowly as she came down from her climax. She looked magnificent with the sheen of water glistening on her body in the sunlight and her hair hanging down over shoulders. Straightening up she opened her eyes and smiled at me. "Mmmm... That was good!" "It was, but I am not done with you just yet!" And with that I picked her up and put her down on the side of the tub. Pushing her back I spread her knees and pushed my face between her legs quickly sucking her swollen clit into my mouth. Gayle just laid back, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the sensations my mouth was giving her hyper-sensitive nether region. I started slowly at first, but picked up the pace and pressure of my tongue as I went. When Gayle's breathing began to quicken once again I pushed two fingers up inside of her searching for her G-spot which I quickly found. A few strokes later and Gayle crashed into a second orgasm trapping my head and hands between her legs. All the while I kept licking and stroking her G-spot for all I was worth and another orgasm followed in quick succession. I would have kept going for one more but Gayle pushed me away with her hand and with her chest heaving again from the strength of her climax. After a few moments I pulled Gayle back into the water with me and we kissed and nuzzled for a while. "Laura is a very lucky woman", she said to me after a while. "Laura?" I thought and I was abruptly struck by the thought of what she was very likely doing right now and for a second or two my heart nearly beat out of my chest until I realized she wasn't doing anything I hadn't just done. I was suddenly very glad I was with Gayle because I knew if I hadn't been I would have been a wreck. I couldn't imagine how I would've felt sitting alone in my room wondering what she was doing, or worse, sitting alone at the bar because I couldn't go back in the room. Just One Night, The Aftermath "Hey!" "What?" I asked coming back to reality. "Where did you just go?" Gayle asked. "I said Laura is a very luck woman!" "I just hope she remembers that!" I said with a hint of a sigh. "Tom is quite a specimen. I can't help buy wonder how she is going to feel about me after being with someone like him." "Like I said, Laura is a lucky woman!" "You really mean that, don't you?" "Absolutely! I love Tom and yes, he is really good looking, but he isn't half the lover you are! If all Laura wants to do is get fucked then Tom will happily oblige, but that is about all he is good for! I can't remember the last time he got me off with his mouth and I don't think he even knows I have a G-spot. Hell, I am not sure he knows I have a clit!" I laughed at that, and so did Gayle. "You know," said Gayle, "one of us hasn't cum yet!" "That's okay! I was kind of focused on you." "Then how about we focus on you for a while then!" Gayle remarked and pulled me up out of the tub behind her. We took turns drying each other off and then Gayle dropped to her knees in front of me. My cock had softened somewhat in the Jacuzzi, but it quickly came to attention as Gayle began to lick up and down my shaft and around the head. Sexily, she looked me in the eye as her tongue swirled around the now swollen head of my cock then Gayle pursed her lips tightly and pushed all of me into her mouth with a barely audible 'pop'. Coming back up slowly she repeated the procedure a few times and each time the head of my cock forced itself passed her lips the feeling was incredible. This girl really knew what she was doing and if she didn't stop doing it I was going to cum any second, and I told her so. She stopped what she was doing for just a moment and asked me whether I wanted to come in her mouth or her pussy. I pondered that for a second too long I guess because she quickly went back to doing what she was doing with a vengeance. She must have sensed my cock beginning to swell as I approached my own orgasm because she began to suck on me harder. With one of her hands pumping the shaft and the other squeezing my balls I erupted into Gayle's mouth. Having already fucked Laura only an hour or two ago I knew I could not have had much cum left in me, but it felt like I had dumped a bucket full into Gayle's mouth because I came so hard. Sensing or understanding how sensitive my cock was now that I had cum Gayle slowed down and just allowed me to slowly slide in and out of her mouth. Then when I slowed completely to a stop she lightly ran her tongue around and around my cock for another minute or so before finally looking up at me. When she did so I reached down, took her by the hands, and I drew her up to me. We kissed and then I simply held her for a few moments before I led her to the bed in the other room. Lying there, we talked quietly for a while and gently explored each others bodies with our hands while we did so. I brought her off once more with my fingers, a gentle rolling orgasm, but there were no more erections for me just then. After a while we got up, got dressed, and made our way back to the pool bar where we were very surprised to see Laura and Tom sitting on the dry side of the bar enjoying a drink. Laura was just finishing one 'rita and had another waiting, so I knew they had been there a while. I also know they had not been there the whole time because she was now wearing clothes more appropriate for evening instead of her swimsuit, some Capris and a very sexy crop top under which it was very obvious she was not wearing a bra. Tom excused himself saying he was going to go and take a shower. A few minutes later, probably because she sensed I wanted some time alone with my wife, Gayle said she was going to go check on Tom and that they would see us later at the barbecue. She gave me a quick kiss, whispered a thank-you into my ear, bit my ear lobe hard, and with a laugh headed off to join Tom. "So...?" Laura asked almost as soon as Gayle was out of earshot. The question hung there between us for a moment. "So...?" I asked back with a grin. "Did you enjoy yourself?" "Yeah!" I said after a moment. "I did. You?" "Yeah. It was okay." Laura replied, but I didn't sense much excitement in her voice. "Tom is a nice guy," she added after a moment. "Are you going to see Gayle again? "I don't know, probably. You and Tom?" "Probably not." I was dying to ask why, but from what Gayle had told me I thought I already knew. I smiled a little on the inside, and I guess a little on the outside, too! "What are you looking so smug about, Mister?" "Nuthin'" I replied, but I was thinking that this whole thing hadn't gone too badly so far. I was still the best lover Laura had enjoyed in Cancun and for the moment at least I thought I could live with that. I think we were both curious to know what the other had done, but I for one wasn't going to bring it up. So far this hadn't been as bad as I thought it would be, but I wasn't going to take any chances by asking about things I really didn't want to know, and for that matter I wasn't all that inclined to kiss and tell either. So instead we nursed our drinks quietly and watched the sun begin to go down. Not much later we began to see other people making there way down to the beach for the barbecue. I got up, offered Laura my arm, and we too made our way down to the festivities as well. The resort had set up a small stage and there we a few people busy setting up a sound system. There were a number of grills fired up and the wait staff were tending to steaks that were being grilled beside veggie kabobs, skewers of tequila lime shrimp, jerked chicken breasts, etc. There were also a couple of large foil wrapped objects that I later found out were some large red snapper being poached. We each got ourselves a large plastic cup of "magic" punch and then Laura and I found ourselves a place to sit. I went to get us a couple plates of food and by the time I fought through the lines and got back to Laura she was already actively engaged in conversation with a couple of young men at the table who I quickly discovered were flirting with her outrageously under the guise of talking about fishing. "Guys, this is my husband, Tim. Tim, these are the guys." "Quite a woman you have got here! You are a lucky guy!" remarked the taller and more blonde of the two. "I'm Justin" "Tim. And, yes I am," I replied and stuck out my hand. "And you are...?" I asked the other after shaking with Justin. "Pete," he said looking a little uncomfortable with me being there. I offered him my hand as well and got one of those limp fish handshakes I hate. Dismissing him I turned back to Justin. "So what were you saying about fishing?" I asked. "Pete and I have a boat chartered for tomorrow. We are going to catch some snapper and if we are lucky maybe a marlin, or something else with some fight," Justin said and gave Laura a wink. "Sounds like fun!" I said. "It will be. We were just trying to convince your wife to come with us. The captain said we had room for one more, but she said she couldn't go with this being your first day and all." Laura looked at me for approval and I turned back to Justin and said, "Well, I am a big boy and she is a free woman," I said emphasizing free just a little. "She can go if she wants to." Laura asked them what time they were heading out. When Justin said 7:00 AM, not surprisingly, Laura politely declined but said she would take a rain check if they went again. I knew then she had other plans for tonight and to be honest I was glad because I didn't like Pete at all and the thought of her alone on that boat with the two of them didn't please me one bit, even under the circumstances. We finished eating and the boys excused themselves to look for other 'prey' but told Laura she was welcome to join them in the morning should she change her mind. "Thank you," Laura said after they had left. "For what?" "For letting me go fishing with them." "But you aren't going!" I replied. "I know, but I could have and I just want you to know I appreciate what you are doing." And with that she leaned in a gave me a brief but unbelievably sensuous kiss. Taking my hand she got up and pulled me after her. "Let's go party!" We made our way back to the bar and got a refill of the punch. I was already feeling the effects of my first cup so I know Laura had to be feeling good, and given how quickly she downed her second cup I knew any inhibitions she might have had were long out the window. We milled around a while meeting other guests. Laura flirted like a school girl with every man she met. She got a few disapproving looks from a couple of the women, but most seemed to be taking the same attitude as Laura, and I found myself involved in a bunch of friendly and suggestive banter as well. We got ourselves a third glass of punch along the way, and found ourselves near the plywood 'dance floor' set up in front of the stage. Laura too my half empty cup out of my hands and tossed it and her own nearly empty cup into a trash can at the corner of the stage. "Let's dance!" she said and pulled me out among the other couples already shaking their "bad thing" to some reggae. I have never been much of a dancer, but when I was with Laura I have never cared. She has a way of making me feel like I am the best dancer on the floor, and tonight was no exception. A couple of tunes later and our dancing started to get as 'dirty' as it ever had, and we weren't the only couple. It seemed everyone was having a good time and I must admit my eyes wandered all over watching the various ladies grind on their husbands. Just then I felt a tap on my shoulder and Justin was standing there. "Do you mind if I cut in?" "Not at all I replied," seeing Laura look at me expectantly out of the corner of my eye. I headed back to the sand but had barely even got off the dance floor when Karen, the busty blonde from the bar grabbed me by the hand and dragged me back onto the dance floor. Karen had exchanged her skimpy bikini for a tight fitting mini-dress that may have hid more flesh but did nothing to hide her ample curves. The material of her dress was so thin and so form fitting I could easily make out her dime sized nipples and areolas and for a few minutes I could not take my eyes off of her. There wasn't much preamble and before the first song was even half way through Karen was dancing with me every bit as dirtily as Laura had earlier, but with the newness of being so close to her I was quickly rock hard. She noticed and discreetly gave me a little squeeze. "We might have to see about taking care of that problem later!" she said with a smile. "We might just have to do that," I replied with an ease I doubt I would have felt just a day ago. We continued dancing for another song or two then I suggested we get ourselves a drink. I took Karen by the hand and led her over to the bar where we grabbed a couple cups of punch. We stood there talking for quite a while, finished our punch, and just as I was walking back with two fresh cups I saw a figure working her way though the partygoers toward us. "There's Kim!" I said pointing to Karen's little brunette friend who was wearing a short pair of white shorts and a bikini top. When she reached us I passed her my cup of punch and turned back to get another for myself. By the time I turned around again Kim had already downed the first cup of punch and took my fresh one from my hand with a cheeky smile forcing me to get yet another "You must have been thirsty!" I said when I returned. "No, just catching up. I just got here. I took a little nap after Karen and I got back to our room so I would be ready for whatever happened tonight." With that Kim drained more than half of the second cup of punch and took me by the hand and pulled me back to the dance floor after I quickly passed my cup of punch to Karen who laughed at us as she stood there now holding two cups. If I thought Laura and Karen were dirty dancers then Kim was downright filthy. She ground her pussy against my thigh with abandon and every so often she would slide all the way down and bite my bulge through my shorts. Her hands were all over my body and before long my hands were all over hers but I concentrated mostly on her tight little behind. It wasn't until she turned her back to me and began grinding her butt into my crotch that my hands began to work thee way up her sides and lightly over her breasts. "Mmmmm! That feels good!" she said and leaned back into me with an obvious invitation to continue what I was doing. Just then Laura caught my eye and she smiled at me. Turning back to Justin, Laura reached down and pulled her crop top over hear head leaving her topless following the example of a couple other ladies on the dance floor I was just noticing. As I watched Laura's half naked body writhe a few feet away I completely forgot about Kim who was continuing to grind back into me. Sensing she had lost my attention Kim followed my gaze to see what had caught my attention, which at this point was Laura dancing seductively with her arms entwined over her head. "She's beautiful!" she said just loud enough to be heard over the music. I could only nod still entranced by the sight of my wife behaving in a way I had never seen before, or at least not half naked in public. Not wanting to be out done, or perhaps just in the mood to join in the festivities, Kim reached behind her back and undid the clasp of her own top and slipped the rest over her head. She stuck the small pieces of cloth and strings into my front pocket and told me to keep it for her. Even though I had seen her topless in the pool earlier in the day I could not help looking at her, and under the circumstances seeing her semi-nude body now was far more erotic than it had been earlier. Her breasts, while not large, were nearly perfect and she had obviously been tanning topless for a while because there was not a tan line to be seen. As Kim leaned back into me once again I took the invitation and quickly wrapped my arms around her and cupped her breasts in my hand. Her hardening nipples felt good as they pushed into my palms. A song later Karen was back dancing with us both. She was still wearing her dress, but she must have been feeling the excitement as well because her nipples were much harder than before and even more apparent through her dress. The three of us dirty danced together but I quickly became a spectator as Kim and Karen turned their attentions toward one another. It didn't take me long to wonder what might be possible with the two of them later. The thought of making love to both of these two beautiful women at once was more than an appealing prospect, but then I remembered I had already had sex twice that day and wondered if it might not be better if it happened some other time when I would be able to put forward my best effort. Just then Kim got pulled away to dance with some guy I hadn't met and Karen and I carried on dancing with each other. A song or two when Kim danced by us again and I noticed she was now dancing with Justin which made me look about to see what Laura was up to. It took me a second to find her in the growing crowd of half naked bodies, but then I spied her dancing as the meat in a two hunk sandwich. I watched her for a few seconds and I was about to turn my attention back to Karen when suddenly Laura angrily pushed herself away from her two companions and stalked of the dance floor heading toward the beach. I excused myself from Karen who had also seen Laura's reaction and quickly followed her. The two guys she was dancing with were just about to follow her as I passed them. "I'm her husband," was all I said when I went by. They just shrugged and turned back into the crowd. I let Laura get away from the party before I called out her name. "Laura!" She didn't react and kept walking. "Laura!" I called out again a little louder this time so as to be heard above the music behind us and the growing sound of the surf. This time she stopped and spun around with fury in her eyes. The angry look on her face was quickly replaced by one more grateful when she realized it was me and not one of her two dancing partners. "Are you okay?" I asked when I got close enough to talk. "I'm okay," she replied. "Those assholes just pissed me off." "What happened?" "Forget it. It's no big deal!" "Are you sure?" I asked with concern. "Everything was fine until one of those jerks stuck his finger up my ass!" "Oh!" I said trying hard not to laugh and thinking she had probably done little to discourage it, but I was smart enough not to say anything. Instead I just took her by the hand and continued on down the beach. We walked for a while not saying anything and after a mile or so we turned back. As we got back near the party that was still going strong I asked if she wanted to dance some more while hoping she didn't. "No. Let's go home," she said. "Home?" I wondered out loud. "To the casita. I think I have had enough fun for day one," Laura replied quietly. I could not have agreed more! To be continued...