15 comments/ 107367 views/ 22 favorites Shenanigans By: Catesby My wife and I often spend the weekend at a beach house belonging to some friends of ours, Jess and Tammy. They only go there themselves about once a month and let us use it whenever we want. I always love going there because it's so peaceful. The back entrance to the house leads straight on to the sandy beach, which is usually deserted as there are no facilities around for miles. Jenny, my wife, finds it a little boring for her tastes, but doesn't mind indulging me once in a while. The last time we went there, I drove us down on the Friday night. We got there quite late, and couldn't really go out anywhere so we stayed indoors. I opened a bottle of whiskey and we drank and talked and laughed as we watched the sky darken over the horizon out to sea. I don't remember much of the evening, but when I woke up my eyes were bleary and there was a pounding in my head that just wouldn't stop. When my eyes came more into focus, I could just about make out Jenny standing at the end of the bed and looking out the window. "Back in the land of the living, are we?" she asked me, grinning unsympathetically. "What time is it?" I groaned. "It's eleven o'clock. How's your head?" "Terrible. What are you doing?" I asked her. "I thought I'd lie in the sun while you sleep it off," she said as she turned her back to me to take the suntan lotion out of her bag. As she bent over, I reached out to touch her ass. The sudden movement made my head start to spin and I quickly lied back down on the bed. Something at the back of my mind began to nag at me. Something about the way Jenny looked. She had on her white bikini top with a white thong. Jenny usually wears thongs, but never at the beach. Even though the two items she was now wearing matched perfectly, I knew that her bikini bottoms left much more to the imagination. Just as she was about to leave the bedroom I asked her what was wrong with her usual outfit. "Oh," she said. "I must have left it at home. Anyway, these panties match the top okay, don't they? Why don't you go back to sleep, Terry?" She moved towards the bed, leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. I turned over and pulled the covers up above my head and before long I was fast asleep again. When I woke up, I looked at the alarm clock beside the bed and saw that it was about noon. I still felt a bit groggy, but a hell of a lot better than before. I put on my shorts and went downstairs to the kitchen to make some coffee. As I waited for the kettle to boil, I walked in to the sitting room and looked out of the window on to the beach. Jenny was lying on her back on a blanket, lifting her hand up to shield her eyes, as she spoke to a man standing over her. They were only about twenty feet from the house, but I couldn't understand what they were saying. I could tell that Jenny was laughing at something he'd said, but that was all. There were three other men standing around close by. They were all in their early twenties, and obviously the athletic type. I looked down at my stomach, which had started to develop the beginnings of a paunch a couple of years before, when I turned thirty, and gave up all forms of physical activity which took place outside the bedroom. I felt a twinge of jealousy, as they stood around ogling my wife in her bikini. I wasn't bothered so much that they were chatting her up. Jenny is very beautiful and often gets hassled by men, even when I'm with her. I think in a way I felt jealous of them, with their flat stomachs, their toned bodies, their youth. Jenny is a few years younger than I, and since we met five years ago, I've become much more aware of time taking its toll on me, on my body, on my mind. A few years ago I would never have had to sleep so long to get over a hangover. Jenny has always been dynamic, someone who tries to get everything she can out of every possible moment. During our courtship I did my best to keep up with her, but after we were married my efforts became less concerted and I could sense her growing disappointment in me. I finished my coffee, went to the toilet and then went out the back door leading on to the beach. The four lads were now playing some sort of touch rugby game. As they ran around they kept looking over to Jenny, occasionally saying something to her. As I approached I noticed they stopped calling out to her, and when I had sat down beside her, they all but ignored us. "How are you feeling now?" asked Jenny. "I feel great," I lied. "What's going on?" "Oh, nothing much. These guys came along to get some practice. I think they play rugby at college or something. " "Were they annoying you?" "No, no. Not at all. They're a good laugh really. " "Have they been here long?" "For a while," she shrugged. "Well, shall we go out somewhere?" "Oh, I don't know. I just feel really relaxed now. Let's stay here and get a suntan. " I was quite surprised at this. Jenny rarely likes to stay in the same place for more than an hour or two at a time. I wondered if the guys in front of us had anything to do with this, but I supposed it didn't really matter anyway. I was still feeling pretty rough and to be honest I would have liked nothing more than spending the rest of the day lying down doing nothing. After a while the guys took a breather, and came over towards us. They all introduced themselves to me, and were pretty friendly, which I hadn't expected. They were still ogling my wife, but they were at least trying to be subtle about it. One of them, who called himself Owen, reached into his bad and pulled out a joint. He lit it up, took a drag, then passed it to Jenny, who took it gratefully. She's always loved smoking dope, but doesn't do it much any more. After she had taken a few puffs I could tell from her eyes that she was pretty stoned. She actually smoked most of the joint herself, and only passed it back when Owen reached out for it. We chatted with the guys about the beach and places to go in the area until they went back to playing their game. About ten minutes later, one of them, Darren, took a hard fall when he was being tackled, and hobbled over towards us. He sat down on the blanket in front of us, rubbing his ankle, while my wife made sympathetic clucking noises. The other lads came over and asked him if he was okay to continue the game. "You're joking, aren't you?" he replied. "I can barely walk. " His friends then asked me if I would take Darren's place, as they couldn't play with only three of them. I was about to make up some excuse about being too hungover, when Jenny suddenly laughed. "Terry's a bit fragile today," she said. "Not that he's too sporty at the best of times. " Normally, I would have freely admitted that what she said was true, but there was something in the tone of her voice, something like a dare, that made me stand up and say that I'd like to join in. They led me back to their improvised pitch, which had a few bags to delineate the goal areas, and told me the rules. Basically, each team had to touch the ball down in the opposing area, and if you knocked a player down when you tried to take the ball off him, you gave away a foul. I was partnered up with John, and I'd like to think I was doing pretty well. I was really getting into it, being very competitive. I suppose I wanted to show off in front of Jenny. After we had been playing for ten minutes, I turned around to see Darren with his arm around my wife's waist. She had her hand on his back and was obviously supporting him as he limped towards the beach house. I noticed the other guys were all staring too, staring at Jenny's ass, practically naked with only the thin fabric of her thong to cover her. As they approached the door I saw Darren's hand slip down from her hip to her ass, covering one of her cheeks with his palm. In a couple of seconds they were inside and out of view, but in my mind I still had the image of this young guy feeling my wife's sexy ass. My first thought was to follow them in there, but I didn't want it to look like I didn't trust Jenny. Before I could make up my mind, John had passed the ball to me and shouted, "RUN!" My competitive instincts took over and I ran with the ball and scored. After that, we carried on playing as before, and within about ten minutes Darren was limping back out of the house with a bandage around his ankle. I waited for Jenny to follow him out and got a bit worried when I didn't see her right away. I was about to go inside to check she was all right, when she popped her head around the door and asked if we wanted to stop for a while to have a drink. By this time my lungs were bursting and I was glad of the opportunity to stop playing so I quickly shouted yes to her and walked towards the house, followed by the others, who sat down beside Darren. As I passed him, Owen asked him how his leg was. "Well, I had a nasty swelling, but Jenny took care of that," he said, winking at his friends. I wasn't sure how to take it. Was I making too big a deal out of what I'd seen him do before. It could have been quite innocent after all. When I got inside, Jenny was nowhere to be seen. I invited the others to sit down, then I went into the kitchen. Jenny was standing there waiting for me. She pulled me towards her and kissed me on the lips, forcing her tongue into my mouth. She pressed herself against me and rubbed her hand against my cock. I pulled away from her and asked her what had gotten into her. "I don't know," she said, panting, her eyes dark and lusty. "It was just, you looked so good out there, you know. Really sexy. It reminded me of when we first went out together and you used to play squash in those tight shorts of yours. You should take it up again. " She may have been only flattering me, but I can't deny I was pleased. She opened the door of the fridge and bent over to take out the bottles of beer we had stored in there. I looked at her behind and remembered what I had seen before. "Wait a minute," I said. "What happened when Darren came in here?" "What do you mean? I put a bandage on his ankle. Didn't you see it?" "Yeah, and I saw his hand on your ass when you went inside. What did he do when you were alone?" Jenny straightened up, put her hand on my chest and looked me in the eye, a smile playing around her lips. "Were you worried, then?" she asked. "Were you worried I might let him have more than just a quick feel?" "So he did feel you up then?" "You mean before or after we were inside?" "He did, didn't he?" "Does the idea of him touching me turn you on?" I blinked rapidly, not knowing what to say, until she reached her hand down the front of my shorts and grabbed my cock, which was now very hard indeed. "It does, doesn't it? I bet you wish you were there to see what happened," she said, as she gently ran her fingers up and down my shaft. I couldn't take much more of this. "Tell me," I begged. "Tell me what happened. " "You really want to know?" "Yes, tell me. " She took her hand out of my shorts and picked up three of the beer bottles. "Nothing," she said with a teasing grin, as she walked out of the kitchen and through to the front room. While I was readjusting my shorts she called through to me, asking me to bring out three more beers. I carried them in to see Darren and Mark on the sofa, and John and Owen in the armchairs. Jenny was sitting on the armrest of Owen's chair, already drinking one of the bottles. I handed a beer to the two guys on the sofa and sat beside them, opening up my own bottle. I noticed how all the guys were staring at my wife. When you see a woman in a bikini on a beach you pretty much take it for granted, however sexy she is, but when it's in somebody's living room, you really take notice. I placed a newspaper in my lap to hide my erection. I swear I had never felt so much like fucking my wife as right now. They began to talk about music festivals and the one at Glastonbury that they had all been to the month before. Jenny went there every year with a friend of hers. It wasn't my scene at all and I was always glad she never tried to drag me along. "The trouble with Glastonbury is having to share a tent with a bunch of smelly bastards, like this lot," said Mark. "Yeah," Jenny laughed. "This year I had to share with these two guys in a really small tent. Not only is it smelly, it gets really hot as well. " "I thought you went in Suzy's tent," I said to her. "Why were you sharing with two guys?" "Well, I was in Suzy's tent the first night, but then she met this guy she really fancied who had set up next to us and she wanted to sleep with him, so I had to go into his friends tent. Well, either that or watch them fuck each other's brains out all night. You know what she's like?" I didn't actually know as I'd never met her, but I had heard many stories from Jenny that she was a bit wild. I thought she was probably a bad influence, but I didn't want to say anything about it. "So you had to share with these guys you didn't even know?" asked John. "Didn't they try to fuck your brains out as well?" Suzy looked over at me. I didn't like the way this conversation was going. "No, they were just nice college kids. They were only about eighteen or so. " "So they were too innocent to try anything, were they?" "I guess so," she shrugged. "They didn't exactly avert their eyes when I put my clothes on in the morning, but they didn't try anything on with me. " "You mean they saw you naked?" I asked involuntarily, the words out of my mouth before I could stop them. At first Jenny looked at me a little sheepishly, but suddenly her demeanour changed, as she noticed everyone's eyes avidly trained upon her. "Well, only a bit. I wanted to get up, and I couldn't change in my tent as Suzy and her bloke were still in there. They would have only seen me for a second, when I put my bra on. I changed my panties underneath the sleeping bag. " "So they got a look at your tits then," Mark said, staring straight at her chest. "Lucky bastards. " We all looked at her in her skimpy bikini, and I noticed Owen surreptitiously move his arm around her as she sat on the chair's edge. He rested his hand on her upper thigh and began to stroke it with slow circular motions. Jenny seemed not to notice this, or if she did she made no move to stop him. This was getting all out of hand, and I didn't know how to stop it without causing an almighty scene, which would be sure to spoil our weekend. "Have any of you been in the sea today?" I asked. It was a pretty hopeless way of changing the subject, but it was the best I could come up with. "I'm not much of a swimmer myself. Actually, I've never learned. Always lived in the city. That's why I like coming here so much," I carried on rambling, hoping someone would come in to the conversation so I could keep my mouth shut. "Good way to cool off after a game of rugby, I imagine. I fancy a shower myself, but if I could swim I'd be out there splashing about among the waves. " "That's a great idea," Jenny exclaimed, jumping up from her seat. "I haven't been swimming in ages. Come on guys. Finish up your beers. " Everybody turned their heads to watch Jenny's firm and sexy ass as she walked purposefully to the door. Whenever I saw in her thong it always made me get instantly hard. Seeing her ass almost naked like this, with four other guys watching too, I was more than aroused. My erection was painful, straining against my shorts, desperate for some relief. I had wanted them all to bugger off so I could grab hold of Jenny's bikini, rip it off and fuck the life out of her. It didn't look as though I was going to have the chance. When she reached the door, she turned and said, "Well guys, are you coming or not?" As one, they raised the beers to their lips, finished them off and followed Jenny to the door. "Are you going to have a shower then, Terry? Why don't you come out and join us later, after you've finished?" I tried to tell her with my eyes that I wasn't going to have a shower. That I wanted these men to leave and her to stay so I could give her a good seeing to. Unfortunately, my lips opened and whispered the word "okay" and seconds later the back door swung shut behind them. I ran up the stairs and got to the back window in time to see Jenny sprinting into the sea, closely followed by Owen, Mark and John. I noticed Darren hobble towards them until he neared the water, where he sat at the edge of the dry sand. The tide was low so they had to go quite far out before they were waist deep. They soon began splashing each other with water, playing around, screaming and shouting. The beach was utterly deserted and I could hear them as if they were only a few yards away, but maybe because of my failing eyesight, I couldn't see too clearly what they were doing. Suddenly I began to wonder about her bikini. It was white and as far as I knew, Jenny had never worn it while swimming before. I wondered whether it might be see through, whether the lads could see her nipples, which would no doubt be sticking out, as they did whenever she showered. Her tits are a good size, not too big, not too small, but her nipples get very long, when wet, cold or aroused. Then I remembered that her thong wasn't part of the bikini and wasn't designed to be worn in water. It would almost certainly be see through by now, her black hairy bush would be clearly visible to all of them when she got out of the sea. She was surrounded by the three guys, all of them waist deep in the water. I could hear Jenny giggling, then I saw her reach around her and lift John's hand from underneath the water. She held it up high in the air as they all laughed, then with her other hand she reached behind her again and pulled Mark's hand up. It was obvious that they were both trying to grope her ass, and while she may have tried to stop them, I could see she wasn't angry. In fact, the way she was laughing, they could only take it as encouragement. Suddenly, she broke free of them and swam out a little further. I rushed into the bedroom to look for some binoculars. I was sure that the owners had some. We had used them on a previous weekend. I wanted to be able to see in detail everything those guys could see. I searched the wardrobes and the desk but could find nothing. Then, in desperation, I walked over to the chest of drawers, opening them up one by one, rifling through various items of clothing. I couldn't find them, but I did notice something strange. Jenny's bikini bottoms were in with the rest of her clothes. Had she lied this morning about forgetting to pack them? The lads might have already been on the beach when Jenny went out there. Maybe she wore the thong instead so they could all look at her sexy ass. I began to wonder what they might have seen and done before I'd woken up and interrupted things. Before I got too caught up in my thoughts I rushed back to the window. I would probably never know what went on this morning, but at least I could see what was happening right now, even if only from a distance. Jenny was now neck high in the water and surrounded by all of them again. They were very close to her, and so bunched in that I could not see her face. I could see nothing that was happening beneath the surface of the water, but in my mind's eye I was watching three pairs of hands all squeezing my wife's tits, all groping her ass, all touching up her pussy. I pulled my cock out of my shorts, and began to stroke it as I pictured my wife being abused by these men. Suddenly I heard the front doorbell ring. I was tempted to ignore it, but as people rarely came to the house, I thought it might be important. I quickly forced my cock back into my shorts, and wrapped a towel around my waist, to cover my erection. When I went to the door, I found myself confronted by a middle-aged lady, who told me she was part of some kind of neighbourhood committee for cleaning up the beaches. I tried to explain that I was only a visitor and didn't actually own the house, but this made her even more concerted in her attempts to explain what people should be doing to keep the area clean and tidy. I would have told her to shove off and slammed the door in her face, but I didn't want my friend Jess in trouble with the neighbours, so I just stood there waiting for her to finish. After a while I ceased to listen and again pictured in my mind Jenny being groped and felt up by three men she'd only just met. I didn't realise my towel had slipped down until I noticed that the lady had stopped speaking. She was staring right at my crotch, my cock fully erect and bulging in my shorts. I was about to say something when she turned dramatically and walked swiftly away down the road. I began to laugh, then thought about how she would no doubt tell all the neighbours that I was some kind of pervert. She might even tell Jess and Tammy and ask that I not be allowed to come back here. Shenanigans "Fuck it. Who cares?" I said out loud, and then ran back up the stairs to the window. I was immediately worried by what I saw, or rather didn't see. The beach was completely deserted. Even the guys' clothing and sports bags had disappeared, as had Jenny's towel. Where had they all gone? I began to panic, some nameless fear taking over. I ran back down the stairs and just narrowly avoided knocking Jenny over as she stood in the hallway. "What's got into you?" she asked. I looked her up and down, unable to speak. I was right. Her bikini was totally see though, her nipples pointing out, her dark pussy hair clearly visible behind her thong. Finally I managed to open my mouth. "Uh, nothing. I'm fine. How are you? Did you have a good swim? Where are the guys?" "Oh, they left to get something to eat," she said. Her voice seemed normal, but her eyes danced nervously and I could see her chest rise and fall dramatically, like she'd just been running and was completely out of breath. I reached out to touch her shoulder when she suddenly grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast, holding it against her, moving it slowly around her hard nipple. I looked into her eyes and saw nothing but uncontrollable lust. She moved my other hand to her back and said, "Let's go upstairs. " I took my hand away from her chest and cupped the cheeks of her ass, running my fingers along the groove of her thong, groping her as I pulled her against my stiffening cock. "What happened out there?" I asked while I kissed her neck. "What do you mean?" "I was looking out the window. They were touching you, weren't they?" I pushed her down onto the sofa, and began kissing her thighs, tasting how salty they were from her swim. "Tell me what they did to you. Where they touched you. Everything," I said urgently, wanting her to know how turned on I was. "You mean you saw it?" she asked me, and began rubbing my cock through my shorts, feeling its hardness, knowing I was ready to sink it inside her. I hadn't really seen anything. But she wasn't to know that, so I ignored her question. "I want you to tell me," She pulled me towards her and pushed down my shorts, releasing my cock. She leaned forward and holding the shaft, she began to lick the tip, before enveloping it completely in her mouth. After a few seconds I drew back from her then kissed her on the mouth. "Tell me," I repeated. She pushed my hand between her legs so I could feel the warmth and the wetness, then she began to speak. "At first, it was just a laugh. John commented on my nipples, saying how big and hard they were, and how lovely my tits were. He asked me if I'd show them to him, like I had to those boys in the tent. I just laughed. I didn't think he was serious. He kept grabbing my ass under the water, begging me to show him my tits. Then Mark started feeling up my ass too. I thought they were only being playful, and I just held their hands away. Then Owen asked me what was the problem, as Darren had touched my ass already. Then he reached down and started squeezing my bum, and I couldn't stop him without letting go of the other two guys. I let him carry on, thinking he'd stop after a while. But he didn't. He kept on feeling me up, so eventually I pushed him off and swam further away. " "Didn't you like him touching you?" I asked, as I ran my hands up and down her smooth thighs, edging closer and closer to her thong. "Mmmm," she moaned as I caressed her. "Mmm, yes, I did. I really liked it. But I didn't want him to think he could do what he wanted with me, you know?" "What happened when they caught up with you?" "We were out a bit deeper, and the water was up to my chin. John reached me first and he started touching my tits. He was pinching my nipples, you know the way I like it. Mmmm. That's it. Like that. He was squeezing my tits and telling me to take off my bikini, but I wouldn't. Then the other two reached us, and they could see what John was doing, so they all joined in. " "They were all playing with your tits?" I asked, feeling incredibly aroused at the thought. "Yeah. One of them pulled down my bikini top, and then their hands were all over me, groping my tits and pulling at my nipples. " "Like this?" I asked, as I pulled her top down, exposing her luscious breasts, and I began to squeeze them really hard as I lay on top of her, my twitching cock ramming against her inner thighs. "Ooooh, yeah. But they were even rougher. I told them to stop, I told them they were going too far, but they didn't care. Then John came up behind me and lifted me up out of the water so they could all see my naked tits. Mark told him to move me up and down so they could see my tits jiggling about, and he did. God, I could feel his cock rubbing against my ass while he held me. It felt really big. And then Owen and Mark started sucking my tits. " I leaned forward and licked her nipples, nibbling gently on them, then I put my whole mouth around her breast and began sucking. "Oh, yes. Mmmm," she moaned, her hand pressing against my neck. "I love having my tits sucked, and when I saw them both doing it I got really wet. I could feel John's cock pushing hard against my ass, and I knew he wanted to fuck me right there. " "Did you want him to?" I asked, breathing heavily. "Did you want his cock inside you?" "I want yours now. Stick it in me. Please. Fuck me now. " I lifted her legs up onto my shoulders and pulled the thong down her thighs. Then I aimed my cock at her slit, just below the glistening hairs of her pussy, and rubbed it against her, teasing her, until she grabbed hold of my shaft and pulled it inside her. She was so wet, so aroused, that I was fully inside her in one second flat. She gasped and made a low moaning sound, as I began to slowly ease it in and out of her. "Did he fuck you?" I asked urgently. "Did he get his cock inside you?" "Ooooh. Mmmm. No. Ohhh, don't stop. No he didn't. Ohhh, that's it. Faster. Go on. " "You wanted it, didn't you? You wanted his cock," I said as I thrust harder and faster inside her. "Oh God... No... John tried to pull down my panties... I started to struggle, and then the other two held my hands... Oh that's it... Fuck me... Ooooh... I was really scared, but I was turned on at the same time. " "So you did want it?" I asked, wanting her to say yes, knowing it would push me over the brink, knowing it would make me come inside her if she said it. I began to slow my movements, wanting it to last. "I kept telling them to stop... I said you'd be there soon... I told them I couldn't... ooooh... don't stop... they didn't listen... mmmm... then I felt his cock... he was trying to push it inside me. " "He fucked you, didn't he?" I asked, thrusting faster again now. "Ooooh... yes... yes... mmmm... fuck me Terry... fuck me hard. " I could feel my balls tighten up as I slammed harder against her, picturing her being screwed from behind as two men groped her, waiting for their own turn to have her. Suddenly her eyes opened wide as my cock exploded inside her, filling her with my come, as she screamed out the words "Don't stop". I kept on pumping away until I had emptied my balls completely, then I lay back down beside her, watching my come dribble out of her pussy. I knew she hadn't come, so I began rubbing her clit as I lay down beside her. She was obviously still very horny, so I asked her to describe what it was like being taken from behind like that. "He never actually fucked me," she said. I began to kiss her smooth skin, running my fingers softly up and down her body as I gently pressed my other hand against her clit. As soon as she began to moan, I told her that I didn't mind that she'd been with another man and that I would love to hear about it. "Come on, Jenny. Tell me how it felt. Didn't you like it?" "No... I wanted it... I wanted him to fuck me... I wanted them all to fuck me... I was really excited... really turned on... but I screamed out loud... I told them to leave me alone... even though I wanted it. " "Then what happened?" "They let me go. " "They let you go?" "Yes... they called me a... a filthy little whore and... a prickteasing cunt... and then they swam back to the beach. " "They called you what?" I asked, wanting to hear her say the words again. "A pricktease. Owen said Darren had told them what we'd got up to before, and that he knew I was gagging for it. " "What happened with you and Darren then?" I'd almost forgotten about them being alone together earlier. As soon as I had asked the question I realised from her face that she hadn't meant to talk about that. I kept my hand on her pussy without moving it. She just looked at me without saying a word. Then I remembered about her bikini bottoms. "You wore that thong because they were already on the beach, didn't you? You wanted to turn them on. " After a few seconds she nodded. "Yes. You know I always feel really horny when I wake up. Well, I could see you were dead to the world, and when I saw all those guys out the window I just... I don't know. I just felt like doing something, you know?" "So you wore the thong and let them look at your ass?" "Yeah. I was a bit nervous when I went out there. But they were really sweet. They asked me if I wanted them to move on, because they knew it was a private beach. So I said it was fine, and we just started talking. " "I bet you kept turning round to show them your ass, didn't you?" "No, I didn't!" she protested, her face looking flushed. Then she smiled. "I lay down on my front anyway, so they could all see it while they were talking to me. " "Did it turn you on?" I asked, as I went back to playing with her clit. "Mmmm. Yes. When I put my sun tan lotion on, one of them asked if he could give me some help, and the thought of his hands running up and down my body, smoothing oil onto my bottom, I got really wet. " "Wet like you are now?" I asked, as my fingers stroked her pussy. "Oh... yes," she replied, holding my hand, controlling the movement as she moaned deeply. "Which one was it? Darren?" "Uhhh... no... it was John... keep your hand there... mmmm... I didn't let him though. I did it myself... I rubbed oil over my ass while they all looked down at me... I knew they wanted me. " "What happened with you and Darren?" I asked, stroking my finger harder against her, watching as her back arched and she rose slightly to press her clit against my hand. "Oooh, God... You saw him touching my ass, didn't you?" "Yes. " "I thought he was just doing it as he had an excuse... not being able to walk properly... but then when we got inside he kept his hand there... mmmm... ohhh... he had his hand on my ass... and he slipped it in between my legs... he must have felt how wet I was... God, it really excited me... I'd been feeling horny all morning... and when he touched me there, I... " I could see she was about to come so I inserted two of my fingers in her pussy and rubbed her clit harder and faster with my thumb.. "Carry on," I urged. "Ohhhh! Yes... we were standing still... his hands were all over me... mmmm... he was groping my tits... and he told me... he told me I was a dirty little slut... oooooh... nobody ever said anything like that to me before... ohh... yes... keep it there... he started kissing me... his tongue was... I should have stopped him but it felt so good. " I moved up and kissed her deeply on the mouth. "What did he do next?" "While he was kissing me, he pulled down my bra... then he stopped kissing my mouth and started on my tits... He held me by the hips and sucked my nipples... mmmm... oh yes... oh, you know how that makes me feel. " While she was telling me all this, my erection had sprung back to life. As soon as Jenny saw how hard it was she pulled my hand away and spread her legs wide open. "Stick it in me," she whispered, her breathing heavy. "Go on, fuck me. " As soon as I entered her I felt the muscles inside grip me. She grabbed my ass and then suddenly turned me over so that she was on top of me, sitting astride me, controlling the rhythm as she rode my cock. She placed my hands on her tits and pressed them together hard. "Did you sit on top of him and fuck him?" I asked. She didn't answer me, she just rocked gently back and forth, her eyes closed. "He kept telling me I was sexy... a really sexy bitch, he called me... He said I was a sexy little tart... " "You are, you're a dirty little slut. Aren't you?" "Ooooh, yes," she moaned loudly, her movements faster. "I'm a dirty little slut... He put his hands between my legs again... I was so bad... letting him do those things... rubbing his hand against me... against my pussy... my wet cunt. " Suddenly, she pulled my head towards her chest, motioning me to suck her tits, pushing my face hard against them. I squeezed one while sucking on the other, sucking it hard, just the way she likes. "I let him do it... mmmm... I let him play with my cunt... you were just outside... oooh... God... yes... it was so dirty letting him do it... letting him do it to me right in this room... and then he made me come... uhhhh... ooooh... he said I loved it... mmmm... I loved it because I was a... a dirty, filthy whore... he said he was getting me ready... for his cock... he put my hand on it... ooooh... it was really hard... he was going to fuck me... right here... he was going to fuck me... ooooooh... " Suddenly she arched her back, closing her eyes once more, and let out a series of moans, louder and louder, then softer and softer. When she had finished she smiled, then looked down at me. She raised herself up, releasing my still hard and throbbing cock, then she grabbed hold of it, saying, "I haven't finished with this yet. " We didn't leave the beach house for the rest of the weekend. We stayed in and fucked each other into a frenzied state, more wildly, more passionately than we'd ever done before. She retold the story several times that weekend while we made love, just as she has many times since we returned home. The tale is always told slightly differently. Sometimes Darren fucked her right on the sofa. Sometimes he only kissed her and groped her. Sometimes she says she was screwed from behind by all three guys in the sea, sometimes they only felt her up a bit. To this day I have no idea exactly how far she went, but I do know that it doesn't matter to me. So long as I can make love to her, and picture in my mind all the dirty, slutty things she may have done. *All feedback is very welcome, and will be responded to, where required. * Shenanigans in Seattle Disclaimer: This is a story in which the characters cheat on their spouses. If you find this sort of thing offensive, I recommend not reading any further. You have been warned, so please don't send me feedback or post comments telling me how wrong it is for married people to cheat. This is fiction. Although the character Lindsey was inspired by a real person, to the author's knowledge that person has never actually engaged in adultery. ***** The trip to Seattle for company sanctioned training had come as a surprise. No one had bothered to let me know that I was on the wait list to attend and, once I got the email congratulating me for being invited, I had to do a little scrambling to make the travel arrangements. I wasn't really looking forward to sitting through two days of training that, according to the agenda, promised to be pretty mind-numbing but I'd never been to Seattle before so I vowed to make the most of it. I rarely had to travel for work so most of my trips were for pleasure and involved my family. Unfortunately, due to the late notice, we couldn't work it out so that they could join me and take advantage of the free accommodations, at least. I didn't know anyone else who was attending the training, but I figured I'd be fine on my own for a few days. The training was taking place on a Friday and a Saturday with a dinner on Friday immediately after the training. Since the training was starting early on Friday morning, I made arrangements to fly in on Thursday afternoon. I also wouldn't be flying out until Sunday so that I wouldn't be arriving at my home airport late Saturday night. This schedule gave me Thursday night and Saturday night to explore Seattle. After dinner on Friday night, I suspected that I wouldn't be doing much with the training resuming early on Saturday morning. The training and dinner, as well as my accommodations, were at the same hotel right near Sea-Tac Airport. Thursday afternoon ended up being a blast, even though I was by myself. The weather was great so I took the light rail from near the airport and hotel into downtown. I explored a bit, had a few local beers and dinner and was back at the hotel reasonably early. The room and bed were comfortable enough that I had trouble dragging myself to the shower on Friday morning, but I made it to the training on time, suffered through a long day, then joined the other trainees for dinner. By the time that wound down, it was too late to really go out and do something more fun but it was also too early for bed. Fortunately, I'd known that the hotel had a pool, so I'd packed a swimsuit. It was still open for a bit so I changed and headed down. I had the pool to myself when I arrived, so it was relaxing as I just kind of floated around, my muscles loosening up after I'd been sitting all day. I must have let my mind float away, as well, because I didn't even notice that somebody had joined me until she was already entering the pool, descending the steps at the shallow end. I recognized her from the training, though I liked how she looked in her one-piece swimsuit more than in the business casual attire she'd had on earlier. She appeared to be around my age, meaning forty-ish, and had shoulder-length blonde hair and blue eyes. Her swimsuit showed that she had some nice curves and, though they were squished by the nylon material, her boobs appeared to be fairly substantial. "I was hoping to sneak in before you even noticed me," she said as I acknowledged her, "I can't believe no one else is here." The water temperature was comfortable enough that she submerged herself pretty quickly then joined me and introduced herself. Her name was Lindsey and she wasn't any more thrilled by the training than I was. We chatted about that, our home offices and what we each did there, our families and interests. She was married, too, and also had a child, though hers was younger than mine. It was pleasant and I wasn't really thinking any unsavory thoughts, though she was definitely a MILF. I wasn't getting a sense that she was interested in me in "that way," either, though we did flirt a little bit. With both of us having been married for so long, though, I'm sure for both of us it was just kind of nice to have a member of the opposite sex other than our spouses who was interested in spending a little one-on-one time with us. I think we were both surprised, given how late it was getting, when a woman showed up to the pool with a very loud, boisterous group of young children. It didn't take long before we were being splashed and the adult woman was more interested in chatting on her phone than in what all of those kids were up to. We agreed to adjourn to the nearby hot tub, which the kids had either not yet discovered or had dismissed due to its smaller size. We exited the pool and moved our things closer to the hot tub then found the switch to turn on the bubbles and eased into it. I admit I did take the opportunity to admire Lindsey's figure and found it pretty appealing. I had a feeling I'd end up having a few unsavory thoughts about her that night as I tried to fall asleep alone. It was a bit more relaxing in the hot tub than in the pool but, true to its name, it was hot in there. It was also loud with the bubbles flowing. Between that and the noise of the rambunctious children, we ended up moving closer together to continue our conversation. Our legs contacted each other a few times and we went from ignoring it to joking about it to doing it on purpose. It was by this point that it was becoming obvious that an attraction was developing between us and that the hot tub was probably not the best atmosphere to try to resist it. Finally, we seemed to be on exactly the same page as we leaned toward each other and our lips met. Did my brain start screaming at me about how wrong this was? No, but my cock definitely woke up and wanted to know what was going on. As we progressed to making out and I brought a hand over to caress one of her tits, I was wondering if her pussy was becoming wet and whether I should check given that we had two perfectly good hotel rooms that might be a better place. When a couple of the kids decided to join us in the hot tub, despite what we were in the middle of, we stopped kissing and agreed that it was time to leave. We got out and grabbed some towels to dry off, moving away from the hot tub to a quieter area. "I'd been planning to shower once I was done swimming," she said, "Would you be interested in joining me?" "I would absolutely be interested," I replied and she smiled. When we were dry enough and had gathered our things, we headed back into the hotel and she led the way to her room. Once we were inside, she closed and bolted the door and we entered the bathroom. Rather than immediately turning on the shower, we started making out again and I know she had to feel my hardening cock against her abdomen. I massaged her ass before bringing my hands up to her shoulders and starting to slide the straps of her swimsuit down. Her arms had been around my neck but she had to bring them down so that I could start sliding down the top of her swimsuit. We separated so that I could watch as her succulent boobs were slowly revealed. As her hard nipples and large, light pink areolas were exposed, I lowered my head to lick and suck them while continuing to slide her swimsuit down. I stopped when it was sitting at her hips so that I could caress the soft, smooth flesh of her tits while continuing to lick and suck her nipples. Her moans were echoing as she ran her fingers through my hair but I knew I could make her moan even louder. I started kissing my way down from her tits over her stomach toward her swimsuit, sliding it down further the closer I got to it until my lips were touching the top of her bush. I paused, moving my head back for a better view, then watched as her beautifully golden and well-groomed bush was revealed. As I let her swimsuit drop to her ankles, I felt my cock grow even harder as I gazed at her exposed pussy. I leaned in and ran my tongue up along her slit, tasting the pungent nectar that was accumulating between her lips. She did moan louder and gripped my head tighter so, as much as I was enjoying the opportunity to eat her blonde pussy, she was apparently enjoying it even more. I started out lapping at her pussy, tasting her flavor, but progressed to licking and sucking her clit as I slipped a couple of fingers into her. Her pussy was incredibly hot and wet, which answered the question that had crossed my mind down in the hot tub. While I was definitely savoring eating her pussy, I couldn't help but think about how incredible it was going to feel to slip my throbbing cock into her. I had zero doubt at that point that it was going to happen. As I slid my fingers in and out of her, she was moaning louder and longer, humping her pussy toward my face. I had no idea if I'd gotten her so worked up or if maybe she was a little pent up, which can happen when you've got kids. Either way, it didn't appear that it was going to take long before she'd be cumming. I was perfectly fine with that since the level of pleasure she felt was more important to me at this point than duration. I suspected we'd have plenty of opportunity to indulge in long and intense orgasms before we both left on Sunday. I knew for sure that she was getting close when she started tensing up more. I just continued what I was doing since it was obviously working quite well. Even though I was confident that I'd have another opportunity to eat her pussy, I was still devouring it like it would be my only chance and savoring everything about the experience. When the tension finally left her, she started shaking and crying out while I felt a flood of additional lubrication around my fingers. Just as I'd hoped, her orgasm was long and intense so I continued eating her as long as she continued cumming. She released the grip she had on my head when she'd apparently finished and let out a sigh. "Thank you, that was outstanding," she said, breathlessly, as I sat back on my heels and slipped my fingers from her pussy into my mouth, "but now it is your turn." She reached down and helped me to stand, her hands going right to the drawstring of my swimsuit as she kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth. I started caressing her breasts again as she got my drawstring untied and reached into my swimsuit to grasp my rigid tool. She stroked it for a moment then broke off our kiss and dropped to her knees, taking my swimsuit down as she went. I was looking down as I stepped out of my swimsuit and she took my cock in her fist, pumping it briefly before wrapping her lips around it. I moaned as she engulfed my cock in her hot mouth while continuing to pump the base and figured my orgasm would probably be upon me at least as quickly as hers had been. She sucked me enthusiastically, not like she hadn't sucked cock in a while but presumably because she'd been sucking the same cock for a long time. I know that I'd felt that way eating her pussy, where you're just psyched to be doing it with somebody new and different. She was definitely demonstrating some skill, so there was no question that she had some experience, and the enthusiasm told me that she actually enjoyed sucking cock, so I was thankful to be the beneficiary of that enthusiasm. I knew that, between the skill and the enthusiasm, it wouldn't be long before I was blowing a load down her throat. I also knew that, after lathering each other up in the shower, there was no doubt that I'd be ready to go again. I was not only enjoying having her sucking my cock but I was also enjoying watching her sucking my cock. She'd glance up at me occasionally with her stunning blue eyes as if to confirm that her efforts were having the desired effect. I'm sure the expression on my face left no question. As my cock swelled even more the closer I got to cumming, she never even hesitated and, in fact, seemed to step up her efforts. I'm sure she wasn't just trying to make me cum but she probably wanted to be sure that I experienced as much pleasure as she could provide. There was definitely no issue with that; I was absolutely savoring the pleasure of having my cock in her mouth. When I started spewing into her mouth with a grunt, she swallowed my load without pause, continuing to suck my cock through my orgasm. Only once I was finally spent and starting to soften did she let my cock fall from her mouth. She looked up at me as she wiped the corner of her mouth then I took her hands and helped her stand. I went to kiss her but she turned so that I kissed her cheek instead, so I assumed she was self-conscious about having cum breath and let it slide. She did hug me, though, before getting the shower going and adjusting the water temperature. She beckoned for me to join her as she was stepping in, with a sultry smile so I knew we were still good. I followed her into the shower and took the bottle of body wash from her once she'd poured herself a handful. I poured myself a handful and, after setting the bottle down, began to work it into a lather. As she began to lather my chest, I started to lather hers, slathering suds all over her succulent titties. Though her tits probably ended up cleaner than any other part of her body, we did thoroughly wash each other from top to bottom. My cock was fully rigid again by the time we were rinsing off and, though I was prepared to fuck her right there in the bathroom, she had another plan. Once we were suds-free, she shut the shower off and we grabbed a couple of towels. We dried ourselves and each other, hanging the towels up when we were done since she'd still need one the next morning, then as I was ready to start fucking, she led me out of the bathroom. "No sense in letting a perfectly good king-size bed go to waste," she said, indicating for me to get on it as she went to grab something. Once I was sprawled out on my back in the middle of the bed, she tossed me a condom then set the rest of a three-pack on the nightstand. "You had a plan for this weekend?" I asked, rolling the condom onto my cock as she moved up onto the bed, her tits swinging. "Uh, no," she replied, "I developed a plan on the fly, actually, when I saw you out in the pool." "What?" I asked, incredulous, "Come on." "Seriously," she said, as she was straddling me, "right by the door to the pool is a vending machine that I had been surprised earlier to see had condoms in it among all of the snacks. When I saw you out in the pool alone, I didn't even really think about it; I just bought them and figured I'd leave them behind here in my room if nothing happened." "Well, I'm glad you went with your instinct," I moaned as she lowered herself onto my sheathed tool. My hands went right to her tits as her hot pussy engulfed my cock and she sat there for a moment, feeling it inside her. I brushed my hands over her hard nipples as I caressed the soft, smooth flesh of her tits, my attention alternating between her tits and her golden bush. She started to slowly move up and down on my cock, both of us moaning at the pleasurable feeling. Her pussy was extremely wet and slippery and, even through the condom, it felt absolutely incredible. I found it nearly unbelievable that I was naked with and fucking this sexy MILF. I hadn't had any intention of trying to hook up with anyone, much less one of my colleagues, while I was in Seattle but I really did not have any complaints about the way things were going. Her slow, steady pace was gradually increasing and, as I realized that her tits were starting to bounce, I moved my hands down from her tits and around to caress her ass. Watching her tits bouncing was hypnotizing but, after a few more minutes, she ended up leaning forward, planting a hand on either side of my head. While I couldn't watch her titties bouncing any more as she continued moving forward and back on my cock, this position put them close enough that I could get my lips and tongue on her hard nipples. I was caressing the soft, smooth flesh again and knew that I'd never be able to get enough of her succulent tits. It turned out that she must have been getting close to cumming when she'd leaned forward and doing that had helped her get the rest of the way there. I was only licking and sucking her nipples for a short time when she slammed herself back on my cock and just held there. I felt her body start trembling as her orgasm washed over her so I continued stimulating her nipples, hoping that would either add to the intensity of her orgasm or the duration. When she finally went still, after what appeared to be both a long and intensely pleasurable orgasm, she remained where she was for a moment as she recovered. When she straightened up again, she moved off of my cock and moved over to lie beside me. "Now that I've fucked you," she said as she was moving, "it's your turn to fuck me." I got up off my back but, rather than just lowering myself over her in the missionary position, I grabbed a couple of her pillows and had her lift up her ass. I wedged the pillows under her ass so that, as I was kneeling between her legs, I could guide my cock back into her pussy. Positioned like this, I was able to look down over her body as I commenced fucking her, admiring both her trim blonde bush and her succulent tits. I hooked her legs over my arms and slowly slid my cock in and out of her, watching her tits moving with the rhythm. Her pussy had been flooded with even more lubrication when she'd cum, so fucking her felt even better than it had and I knew that I wouldn't be good for very much longer. I savored the slow build of my orgasm while enjoying the view of her body laid out before me. Of course my attention continued to be drawn to her tits as they were moving and I knew I would not be cumming inside that condom. I certainly was enjoying the pleasure I was feeling as a result of fucking her hot, wet pussy but, as I was getting closer to cumming, I was also preparing to make a change. Before I was quite on the verge of an orgasm, I slipped out of her and lowered her legs, moving the pillows out from under her ass. While slipping the condom off and setting it aside, I moved up and straddled her, laying my cock between her tits. I took a tit in each hand and squeezed them together around my cock then started to slowly slide it between them. The feeling was extraordinary and there was no latex between my shaft and her soft, smooth flesh. She was watching the head as it peeked from her cleavage while my attention was on her succulent tits, large areolas and hard nipples. I'd been fairly close to cumming before I'd finally been able to force myself to stop fucking her so it didn't take much of fucking her tits before my orgasm was building up again. I wish I could have drawn it out longer because it felt so amazing but there was just no possible way without actually stopping, which I couldn't have made myself do, anyway. I just savored the pleasure I was feeling as I continued to slide my cock between her tits, feeling it swell even more as I got closer to cumming. When I finally started spewing onto her chest with a grunt, her eyes got wide and she stuck out her tongue, but my shots were too weak to reach it. I continued sliding my cock between her tits until I was completely spent, then I released my grip and moved to lie beside her. She spread my cum around on her chest and licked it off her fingers as I watched, fondling the nearest tit. "You want to just stay here tonight?" she asked, "Or do you need to get back to your room for anything?" "I'd love to stay, as long as you don't mind that I don't have my toothbrush," I replied, "I'll just need to be up early enough to make it back to my room to get ready for tomorrow's session." "Oh, trust me," she said, "I'll make sure you're up early enough for more than that." Shenanigans in Seattle She leaned toward me and we made out a little bit, despite the cum she'd just cleaned off her chest. We got up soon after and performed some ablutions before crawling back into bed, this time under the covers. I held her naked body against mine and we were both soon asleep. The few times I woke during the night, I found that we were still close together in one way or another. I did end up waking before the alarm went off the next morning but she'd obviously woken up even before I did. I knew that for a fact because what woke me up was the feeling of her sucking my cock. It was still pretty dark in the room so I couldn't watch her sucking me off but she also couldn't see that I was awake. I savored the pleasure of her mouth moving up and down my cock for a moment before suggesting that she swing her leg over my head and let me eat her pussy. She repositioned herself without releasing my cock from her mouth and, since it was too dark to admire her blonde bush, I just started lapping at her pussy, tasting the copious juices that were already flowing. She moaned around my cock but continued sucking it as I ran my hands over her ass while licking her pussy. I didn't know that we had much time to indulge before we had to start getting done so I wasn't trying to draw out the pleasure; I was just trying to make her cum. I slipped a couple of fingers into her hot pussy, pumping them in and out as I licked and sucked her clit. She moaned some more but was focused on sucking my cock and her oral talents were once again very apparent. I could feel my orgasm beginning to build and knew that it wouldn't take much more before I was blowing a load in her mouth. I could feel her pussy becoming wetter and more engorged as I was eating her, so I knew she was getting close to cumming but I didn't think I'd get to take advantage of the additional lubrication by fucking her; I just didn't think we'd have the time. I was sure that, after that day's training concluded, though, we'd have plenty of time that night and the next morning for fucking, so I wasn't too broken up about it. My cock was swelling even more as I was on the verge of cumming but she wasn't affected and just continued sucking me off in a highly pleasurable manner. Though she was very close, too, I was feeling like I'd probably be cumming first. As long as I was still able to get her off, I was perfectly okay with that. I had to stop licking her clit when I started spurting into her mouth so that I could relish my orgasm and moan as I did. She swallowed my load and continued sucking me off until I was completely spent then, as I went back to licking her clit, she let my cock fall from her mouth. Now able to focus on her own pleasure, she was moaning continuously and I knew she'd be just a moment behind me. I still had one hand on her ass and a couple of fingers sliding in and out of her pussy but I think it was my attention to her clit that was really pushing her toward an orgasm. I could feel that her pussy was incredibly wet and quite engorged, so I knew that I almost had her there. When her moaning suddenly stopped and she was quiet for a moment, it was obvious that she was right on the brink. After a moment, she let out a soft cry and her entire body was shaking. I didn't let up, wanting to make sure that her orgasm was as long and intensely pleasurable as the two the previous night had been. It seemed to work as the shaking went on and I kept it up until she finally went still. I lowered my head and slipped my fingers out of her as she continued to experience the occasional aftershock. She rolled off next to me and just lay there for a moment, catching her breath. "Let's go shower," she finally said, not asking if I was planning to stick around. She grabbed my hand and pulled me out of bed with her, pausing briefly in the dark before heading for the bathroom. In the blinding light of the bathroom, I saw her set a condom on the counter, which she must have grabbed in the dark. She started the water as I admired her ass and thought about how nice it would be fucking her from behind. With the shower running, she turned and kissed me before stepping in. I was right behind her and, even though we'd washed pretty thoroughly the night before, we still spent a lot of time lathering each other up, stimulating each other's erogenous zones. By the time we were rinsing down, I was fully rigid again, partly from her thoroughly washing my cock and balls and partly from spending time washing her tits, ass and pussy. As we were drying off and I saw the condom sitting there, I was glad she'd had the foresight to bring one along. Once we were both sufficiently dry, she turned and grabbed the condom, tearing open the package. Instead of handing it to me, she started to roll it down my cock as I fondled her tits some more. With my cock ensconced in latex, she gave me a quick kiss then turned and leaned forward, resting her head on her arm supported on the countertop. I moved up behind her and guided my cock to her pussy, easily slipping in because she was incredibly wet. I started to slowly fuck her, holding her hips, as she reached down between her legs with her free hand, apparently to stimulate her clit. Since, again, I didn't suspect that we had a lot of time before we needed to get ready to head down to our training, I thought that helping herself along was a great idea. Once I got a good rhythm going, I couldn't resist reaching forward to cup her swinging breasts and I think that actually may have made my cock even harder. She was pushing back against me pretty much right away so, while I could usually last longer after having cum once, I knew it would be no problem to cum fairly quickly so we wouldn't be late. Her pussy felt amazing, even through the condom, and again I was really savoring the opportunity to fondle her luscious titties. There was nothing graceful about the way we were going at it there in her bathroom. It was like two animals rutting but it was also incredibly pleasurable. I'd much rather have had the leisure time to take it slowly but I knew we'd have plenty of that later and this would actually be our second orgasm of the morning, so it wasn't like we were just rushing and not enjoying ourselves. As I felt myself getting closer to cumming, I reluctantly released her tits and straightened up, taking her by the hips while fucking her harder. My hips were smacking against her ass and I'm sure her tits were swinging like crazy. Just thinking about that pushed me even closer to cumming but I was pretty happy that she got there before I did. She let out a cry but didn't stop pushing back against my thrusting. I could feel her body trembling as I continued to fuck her. Her pussy was flooding with even more lubrication and, between that and how much hotter and more engorged it was, I was quickly right on the brink. She was just coming down when I let out a grunt and started spewing into the condom. I continued thrusting with each spurt, savoring the pleasure I was experiencing. When I was finally, undeniably spent, I slipped out of her and moved back as she straightened up. I slipped off the condom and dropped it into the trash then wiped my cock down with the washcloth from our shower. She then threw her arms around me and we made out, our naked bodies pressed together. "Okay, I could do this all day," she finally said, "but we should probably get moving." I gathered my few things and slipped back into my swimsuit then, after another kiss, headed to my room. I hung up my swimsuit even though it was long since dry then got myself done for the day ahead. We had a continental breakfast before the training started and we both made it down there with plenty of time to have something to eat. We didn't ignore each other but were careful about our interaction in front of the other trainees. I managed to stay pretty focused on the training but I couldn't help considering stripping her out of her blouse and slacks once the day was done. We had talked a little bit about plans for that night so we weren't planning to just spend the rest of the trip in bed at the hotel. The training was going to wrap up with a test then we'd be free to go so we decided that whoever finished first should just go to their room and the other would show up there once we were finished. Then we'd have a quick indulgence in our carnal desires before hitting the town. I ended up finishing my test before she did so I headed to my room, stopping at the vending machine for more condoms since I knew we'd already used two of the three she'd bought. I propped the door open with the deadbolt and I wasn't there for too long before she was with me. After she bolted the door, we were in each other's arms, making out and starting to undress each other. I'd worn a three-button pullover so, as I was unbuttoning her blouse, she was pulling that up over my head. I worked her blouse down her arms and it dropped to the floor as we were both working on opening each other's pants. As our pants dropped to our ankles, we parted slightly as we each stepped out of them then I admired her in bra and panties and she presumably did the same with me just in my tented-out briefs. "Bikini panties?" I said, "You've got to let me take some photos." "Absolutely," she replied, "but not now. After you make me cum you can take all the photos you want." She didn't have to tell me twice and I was glad that she wasn't shy about what she wanted or expected. I also couldn't believe that she was wearing bikini panties, which were one of my favorite things to see on a woman. We started making out again as my hands went down to her ass, caressing it through her panties briefly before they moved up to unfasten her bra. She was massaging my cock through my briefs, even as I backed up slightly to slide her bra down her arms. As soon as she shed her bra, my hands went to her tits to caress those beauties and hers went to my briefs, which she started to slide down. She dropped down as she took my briefs down, my cock springing out practically in her face. She gripped it and pumped it briefly as I kicked my briefs away then she stood and started pushing me back toward the nearby chair. "Sit there," she said, so I did, then, "Fuck...condoms." "Right there," I replied, pointing to the box sitting on the desk. I was glad I'd stopped because I guess she'd forgotten the last one in her room. "Awesome!" she said as she walked over to get them and I stared at her ass and the triangle of nylon or whatever that was covering it. She tore open the box, dumped out the strip, tore one off then tore it open. She handed the condom to me as she put everything else back on the desk. I was rolling the condom down my rigid shaft while watching her tits jostling as she moved. The chair was low and wide and was provided, I assumed, to relax and watch TV though I was sure we weren't the only ones who'd thought of using it for sex. "I assume you'd like to do the honors," she said as she stood directly in front of me. "You're damn straight," I replied as I reached forward and took the thin side strips of her panties and started to slide them down. My attention was fully on her blonde bush as it was revealed and I could swear there had been some additional minor grooming since I'd last seen it. Her panties hit her ankles and, as she stepped out of them, I leaned back in the chair and just stared at her naked body. She straddled me on the chair, kneeling on the cushion, and reached for my cock to guide it toward her approaching pussy. I reached for her tits and caressed the soft, smooth flesh and her hard nipples as she was lowering herself onto my tool. We both moaned as her hot, slippery pussy engulfed it and she sat on my lap. We started making out again as I played with her tits but it was a moment or two before she started to move up and down on my cock. "I've been looking forward to this all day," she finally said, pulling her mouth from mine for just a moment before she started to slowly hump my throbbing cock. My hands remained on her tits since I'd been looking forward to that all day as well as having my cock inside her again. It was a great way to celebrate being done with the training and, if we hadn't hooked up the previous night, I think it would have been anti-climactic to just go back to my room alone. I definitely preferred the climactic version and I had no doubt that there would be several more climaxes before we headed to the airport the following day. We were making out again as she was slowly riding me and were both savoring being naked together again. Her pussy was incredibly hot and wet and my cock could not have been any harder. The chair was working out perfectly and I was glad for the opportunity to use it since I didn't expect to be watching any TV. I don't know if she was trying to maintain a slow pace so that we could continue making out or so that we could savor the experience longer but, the longer she rode me, the faster she was riding me. It was a gradual increase and I noticed that a couple of times she realized that she was moving faster and slowed her pace down again. I was absolutely enjoying having her riding my cock, regardless of the pace. I also liked her tongue exploring my mouth as my tongue explored hers and I liked fondling her tits. There wasn't a single thing not to be happy about. At some point she gave up on trying to maintain a slow pace and, shortly after she accepted riding me harder and faster, we realized that we couldn't continue making out. She straightened up a little as she was moving up and down on my cock, which allowed me to see her breasts, so I leaned back and moved my hands away from them. As I moved my hands around to caress her ass, I was watching her luscious titties bouncing. I could feel my orgasm beginning to stir the harder she was riding me but, based on the noises she was making, it seemed as though she'd probably be cumming first. I knew she'd make sure I was taken care of but there were many ways she could do it and not a single one I could think of that didn't appeal to me. I was nearly hypnotized by her bouncing boobs again though I did occasionally glance up to see either a look of determination on her face or a look of pure pleasure. Her eyes were closed but her mouth was open and she was moaning longer and louder as she continued riding me. Her pussy was also feeling even wetter and hotter, which I could tell even through the condom and which was causing my orgasm to continue slowly building. The pleasure of not only feeling her pussy sliding up and down my cock but also of feeling her ass in my hands and watching her tits bouncing was more than I ever would have expected. When she dropped down onto my cock and just sat there while tremors coursed through her body, I wasn't even remotely disappointed that we were almost finished; I knew there would be a lot more to come. I continued caressing her ass as she was cumming but, once she'd finished riding out what appeared to be another long and intense orgasm, she opened her eyes and, after kissing me, climbed off of my cock. She knelt on the floor and I liked where this was going even though I was mistaken about what she was planning to do. She slipped the condom off and dropped it beside her then moved up so that her tits were on either side of my cock. I took one in each hand and squeezed them against my cock then she started moving so that the soft, smooth flesh was sliding against it. I moaned and could immediately feel my orgasm beginning to build up again. I started to thrust my cock a little bit in rhythm with the way she was moving and the feeling of fucking her tits was highly pleasurable. Because of the way she was moving and the way I was thrusting, I had to just savor the slow build-up of my orgasm. It ended up being even more incredible the longer it went on and, when I finally started to spew, I coated her cleavage with copious amounts of cum. Once I was spent, I let her tits go and she sat back on her heels, spreading my cum around on her chest. She licked some of it off as I sat there recovering then got up and grabbed some Kleenex for each of us. She also brought my phone over to me. I cleaned my cock of with the tissues and she cleaned her chest then she took them and the condom and the wrapper and threw it all away. As she was walking back over toward me, I took a few seconds of video with my phone, capturing her bouncing tits and her golden bush. "I'm going to get dressed so I can go back to my room and change into something more casual," she said, "You are welcome to take whatever pictures you'd like but I want some of you, too." I took a couple shots of her naked as she gathered her clothes and slipped into her bikini panties, then a few of her wearing just the panties. She then pulled her bra on and I shot some of her in just bra and panties, then in her slacks and bra and, finally, with her blouse on but unbuttoned. "Your wife isn't going to find those in your phone, is she?" she asked as she buttoned her blouse. "I'm on the hotel wi-fi, so they are already being uploaded to the cloud," I assured her, "then I will delete them from my phone." "Okay, that's a good idea," she replied, "I don't think I'm set up to do that so can I just take some photos with your phone and you can send them to me?" "Sure, you want to take some now?" I asked, offering my phone. "I'm going to wait until your cock is rock hard again," she said with a smile. I got up and kissed her a bit more before she headed to her room then I slipped back into my briefs and pulled on some more casual clothes myself. I had some time to kill before she made it back so I worked on packing some of the things that I wouldn't be needing anymore. When she returned, I could see that the wait had definitely been worth it. She had obviously freshened up a bit, which made sense after sitting in a windowless room all day as well as after our other activities, but she'd also put on a relatively short sundress with a jean jacket over it. On her feet was a pair of very comfortable looking sandals and she had a small purse slung over her shoulder. "Damn you look good," I said as she came in, "and it's probably good that you're not wearing cowboy boots or I'd have to take you again right here and now." "Normally I would be but they would have been a bit cumbersome to pack," she replied, "and these are much better for walking around in. I will note, however, that along with bikini panties you also like sundresses with cowboy boots. Oh and do you have your phone handy?" I showed her that I did and she raised the hem of her skirt to show me that she still had on the bikini panties under her sundress. I took a few shots and was starting to consider just staying at the hotel when she encouraged me to get moving. "C'mon," she said enthusiastically, "let's go have some fun then we'll come back here and have some more fun." Her enthusiasm was certainly contagious and we were soon headed for the light rail and on our way into downtown Seattle. Since neither of us knew a single soul in Seattle, we felt comfortable totally playing the part of a happy couple. We held hands, we kissed whenever we felt like it and we were smiling a lot throughout the whole evening. In fact, we had a few people tell us what a cute couple we were and, if anyone noticed that we were both wearing wedding rings, they probably assumed that we were married to each other. I guess it seems kind of weird for two happily married people to be carrying on like this in addition to committing adultery together but it was just one of those once-in-a-lifetime, no strings attached, no future commitment expected kind of things that I'm sure a lot of people never experience and would never understand. It was like an amnesty weekend where we were doing whatever we wanted and the only ones who would ever know about it would be the two of us. We both fully expected to return to our families the following day and go on with our lives as if none of it had ever happened. Well...mostly... Shenanigans in Seattle We had an amazing time, seeing some of the sights, eating great food and drinking some really good local beers. By the time we were back on the light rail and heading back to the hotel, we were pretty tired. We had been up early to get in a few orgasms before the training then spent eight hours in the final day of training, so it was no surprise. The ride on the light rail was going to be our rest, however, since we both knew that, once we were back at the hotel, we had some more orgasms to pursue. As we were walking back to the hotel from the light rail station, we had to sort of turn off what we'd been doing for the past few hours just in case we ran into any of our colleagues on our way to my room. As it turned out, we didn't encounter anyone we knew but we tried to look completely platonic anyway. Once we were inside my room with the door bolted, however, it was another story. She stripped off her jean jacket and purse and kicked off her sandals but had stopped near the foot of the bed. After the door was secure, I stepped up behind her, cupping her tits from behind and kissing her neck. "Can you do me a favor?" she asked. "Of course," I replied. "Would you help me out of these bikini panties?" she said and reached down to start pulling up the hem of her sundress. I hunkered down behind her and, as her ass came into view, I caressed it through her panties before taking the thin side strips and sliding her panties down. As she stepped out of them, she also stepped forward then crawled onto the bed. I stood, still holding her panties, and watched as she reached the middle of the bed and pulled her dress up enough to expose her bare ass. The remaining condoms were still sitting on the desk even though I'd planned to move them to the nightstand so they'd be within reach. I tossed her panties onto the chair where we'd fucked earlier and went to grab a condom while kicking off my shoes and opening my jeans. I was tearing open a condom as I was stepping out of my jeans and underwear, then rolling it on as I headed back toward her bare ass. I crawled up onto the bed behind her and, after running my hands over her soft, smooth ass cheeks, guided my cock to her pussy and eased it in. She was very wet so my hips were quickly pressing against her ass as we were both moaning. Holding her hips, I started to slowly slide my cock in and out of her as she appeared to be reaching back between her legs, presumably to stroke her clit as I was fucking her. Once again, fucking her was blissful and I was appreciative of the opportunity and happy that she was as into it as I was. I don't think things would have gone as far as they had if either of us had started feeling regret at any point so it was very meaningful that we were both on the same page and had been for the past twenty-four hours. At that point, I wasn't even thinking that I needed to enjoy it while I had the opportunity; I was just flat out enjoying it because it felt so damn good. Although I'd initiated a slow pace, she'd started pushing back against me and ended up increasing the pace herself. I was fine with that as I looked down and watched her ass jiggling each time she backed into my hips. I was giving a little thrust each time that happened but generally was just letting her push back onto my cock. I got to thinking about how her tits were probably swinging but then realized that they were still encumbered by her bra. I pushed her dress up a bit farther until her bra was exposed and immediately unfastened it. I then slipped my hands up under the cups and caressed the soft, smooth flesh and her hard nipples. I'm not certain if this helped her toward her orgasm but it did feel like her pussy was becoming hotter and wetter, even through the condom. As good as it was feeling, I didn't feel like I was getting close to cumming yet but it definitely seemed like she was. This was another thing that I liked, that she was having no trouble at all with cumming and I was having no trouble hanging in there long enough to really enjoy fucking her. I just kept fondling her dangling tits and thrusting into her when she pushed back against me until she gave a good, hard push back and started shaking as she let out a cry. Her orgasm appeared to be another long and intense one, which seemed to me was pretty typical but it may have been the situation. Regardless, I was glad that she was experiencing so much pleasure and I planned to make sure that the trend continued. When I was sure that she'd finished cumming, I slipped my cock out of her and lowered my head, licking her pussy as it peeked from between her thighs. She went right back to moaning, but I knew I could do a better job and probably give her another quick orgasm before going back to fucking her. After a moment, I had her roll over onto her back and spread her legs. I gazed upon her blonde bush before diving back into eating her pussy and she offered no resistance. I started just slurping up the juices from between her lips, which had her moaning softly, but soon slipped a couple fingers into her as I licked her clit. She was definitely moaning louder as I was licking and sucking her clit while pumping my fingers in and out of her. I suspected that, since I hadn't really given her the opportunity to come down from her last orgasm, she might not have far to go for this next one. I wouldn't say that I was in a rush, though, to make her cum and go back to fucking her. My cock was still throbbing and wrapped in latex, but I enjoyed eating her pussy nearly as much as I enjoyed fucking her. I also figured that, since I'd been feeling the stirring of an orgasm while fucking her, a brief respite would allow me to fuck her longer once I went back to it. I glanced up but her sundress was only pushed up to about the bottom of her ribcage, so I couldn't see her succulent boobs. Her face, however, was showing someone experiencing a great deal of pleasure. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open to emit her moans but her expression was unmistakable as that of someone in the throes of ecstasy. I just kept up what I was doing since I knew it was working and since I really wasn't sure what else I could do to top what she was obviously already feeling. She was rocking her hips toward my face and, as she got closer to cumming, she was tensing up a little bit and arching her back. Her pussy was also becoming wetter, but I didn't think there was any way it could have become more engorged. If it was anything like when I was on the verge of cumming, I assumed that most of the blood in her body was flowing through her groin and almost none was flowing above her neck. She suddenly let out a cry and her body started shaking so I continued to devour her, hoping to extend her orgasm and provide as much pleasure as possible. Once again, her orgasm seemed to be long and intense and whether that was due to me or due to her was unimportant. I was just happy to be involved in providing whatever pleasure or stimulation that I could. When she finally went still and let out a sigh, I slipped my fingers out of her and started kissing my way up from her pussy, across her abdomen and up to the hem of her sundress. I started to push it up as I continued toward her breasts, but she just grabbed the hem and pulled the whole thing up and off then her bra went, too. I still had just my shirt on so she reached down and pulled that off as I moved up over her. I gave her hard nipples only a quick licking and sucking before reaching down to guide my cock back into her hot, wet pussy. We both moaned again as I easily slid all the way in due to the copious lubrication. I brought my lips to hers as I started to slowly fuck her and our tongues were quickly exploring each other's mouths. Her pussy felt so amazing that I didn't think that the brief break was going to turn out to help my staying power after all. Of course, she'd already had a couple of orgasms, so there really wasn't any reason to try to draw things out aside from to experience the pleasurable feelings for longer. I wanted to fuck her for as long as possible but, at the same time, the level of pleasure that I was feeling promised to culminate in an intense orgasm. She was raising her hips to meet my thrusting as I gradually was picking up my pace. It never got completely slamming the bed into the wall crazy; I was fucking her faster but not necessarily harder. The pleasure just continued to build until I started spewing into the condom with a groan. I kept thrusting with each spurt, savoring every bit of pleasure, pausing to catch my breath when I'd finished before rolling off of her. I don't know if I fell asleep immediately, but the next thing I knew I was awakened as she was slipping the condom off of my spent cock. "Oh shit, I fell asleep on you," I mumbled, "I'm sorry." "Actually, we both dozed off," she replied, "and it wasn't for very long. I need to go grab some things from my room but I'll be right back." She took the condom to the bathroom and apparently flushed it then came back and slipped into her sundress and sandals but nothing else. After a quick kiss, she grabbed her purse and headed out the door. I got up and did my own ablutions, brushing my teeth and washing my face, then turned the covers down on the bed and set my last condom on the nightstand. Her bikini panties were still on the chair where I'd tossed them so I picked them up and considered them. I wanted to keep them, to take them home as a souvenir or memento of an outstanding weekend, but I knew that there was a very good chance that my wife would discover them if I did. I couldn't figure out any way to get them into my home, or somewhere to stash them if I managed to, so I resigned myself to being content with photos of them...on Lindsey's body, of course. When she returned, I was still naked and immediately helped her achieve that same status. She had a small bag of toiletries and took a few minutes to get herself ready for bed, then we crawled under the covers together and I turned out the light. We were asleep again in no time. I know I slept pretty soundly, mainly just from being so tired, and I'm pretty sure that she did, too. I woke briefly a couple of times and found that we were in some kind of physical contact both times. When the morning light started to creep in around the curtains and we both began to stir, we were spooning and I had my arm draped over her. When I knew she was waking up, I cupped her tit and caressed her hardening nipple as my cock also began to stiffen. I kissed her neck and her ear as I fondled her tit, then ran my hand down over her stomach toward her pussy. She spread her legs a bit for me and I slipped my fingertips through her bush to her slit, which was already overflowing with her juices. She moaned softly as I started to caress her clit. I thought she might stop me and start either riding my cock or my face but I was pleased that she just decided to lie there and enjoy the stimulation. She was subtly rocking her hips and, as I occasionally would dip my finger into her pussy, I found that she was becoming even hotter and wetter the longer I stroked her clit. Her moans were also becoming louder and more drawn out as she got closer to cumming, which seemed like it was going to be pretty soon. I was just happy to be able to provide her with another pleasurable experience, though I was certain that this would be just one of several that morning. By this point, my cock was fully rigid and pressing against her ass and it wouldn't have surprised me if that wasn't also helping her along, especially if she was considering what she'd be doing with it after she'd cum. She started tensing up just slightly then started shaking as she let out one long, loud moan. I continued stroking her clit as she was riding out her orgasm but, once she appeared to have finished, I licked her nectar off of my fingertip. She only took a moment to recover before she was turning toward me and pushing me onto my back. Before she straddled me, she reached over to grab the condom off the nightstand as I watched her tits swinging. She tore open the package and rolled it onto my cock herself before swinging a leg over and lowering herself onto my cock. We both moaned but she started immediately moving up and down as my hands went to her tits. I was caressing the soft, smooth flesh while savoring the feeling of her hot pussy gripping my throbbing cock. The room was continuing to get lighter so I could see her more clearly the longer she was riding me. The curtains were still closed, which had allowed us to sleep longer, but as the sun rose higher, the light was sneaking in around the edges. I'd have been happy at that point if we'd thrown the curtains wide open so I could see every bit of her clearly. As she was riding me harder, I could feel her tits moving against my palms so I ended up moving my hands around to caress her ass instead while watching her tits bouncing. Had my phone been within reach, I'd probably have been tempted to shoot a brief video for later enjoyment. Instead I just stared, nearly becoming hypnotized by their movement. I was able to draw my attention away to admire her trim, blonde bush some more as well as glancing up at her face, though her blue eyes were hidden as she had them closed. Her mouth was open, though, and her moans were continuing as she was gradually increasing her pace. I wasn't just lying there staring at her, though; I was pushing up into her each time she dropped down on my cock, hoping that a little bit more penetration would give her a little bit more pleasure. Whether it was making a difference or not, she did seem to be experiencing a significant amount of pleasure. When she dropped down onto my cock and just sat there then her body started trembling, I wasn't surprised but I was definitely pleased. I did just lie there staring at her as she was cumming, taking in her body and the ecstatic expression on her pretty face. She opened her eyes again, revealing those blue beauties to me, once she'd apparently finished cumming. She smiled but didn't say anything as she caught her breath. Finally she leaned forward and kissed me so we made out for a moment before she moved off of my cock. She moved back down the bed until she was kneeling between my legs, then stripped off the condom and engulfed my rigid tool in her hot mouth. I moaned as she inhaled my cock then began sliding her lips up and down my shaft while caressing my balls. After a couple of minutes of highly pleasurable cocksucking, she slipped my cock from her mouth and pumped it in her fist as she licked and sucked my balls. Again, if I'd had my phone, this would have made a fantastic video but I was so caught up in the moment that it didn't occur to me right then and I wouldn't have had her stop even if it did. She went back to sucking my cock, demonstrating her considerable oral skills and I just relished the opportunity to experience it. Her blonde hair was framing her face and when she looked up at me with those big blue eyes, I think my cock just got even harder. She was doing a good job of building me up toward an orgasm with a great deal of pleasure and I would have been happy to experience it for the entire morning. I don't know that she'd have been able to hold off my orgasm for that long, or if her jaw could have held out, so when I felt my cock swelling even more as my orgasm approached, I was perfectly okay with it. She remained intent as she sucked me off, even as I exploded into her mouth with a grunt. She swallowed my load while continuing to suck me off and only let my cock fall from her mouth once I was fully spent and starting to soften. She crawled up next to me and laid her head on my chest as I wrapped my arm around her. We just lay there chatting for a bit rather than getting up but I think it was when my stomach started grumbling that we figured getting breakfast before we went to the airport would be a good idea. Before that, of course, we planned to shower together yet again. We finally got up and headed to the bathroom where I got the water going and she grabbed the toiletries she needed. We climbed in and took turns under the spray before making sure we were each clean. Once again, her tits were probably the cleanest part of her by the time we were done, just as my cock and balls were the cleanest part of me. Once we were thoroughly clean and rinsed, we turned the water off and grabbed a couple of towels, drying ourselves and each other. We were, of course, completely worked up again by the time we were dry. Fortunately, one of the toiletries she'd brought along into the bathroom was, by my calculations, the last of her condoms. She tore it open and handed it to me as she hopped up on the counter. As I rolled the latex over my tool, I was admiring her body again and considered lowering my head to eat her pussy but she pulled me toward her so that we could make out as I guided my cock into her again. As her tongue explored my mouth and my cock slid into her pussy, I wasn't even thinking that this was the last time I'd be doing this with her. I really was just appreciative once again for the opportunity. Her arms were around my neck and her legs wrapped around me as I slowly fucked her but, despite how incredible her pussy felt and how much I liked making out with her, the counter definitely was not the best choice for keeping the focus completely on pleasure. I was holding onto her, trying to keep her from sliding back away from me, despite not fucking her that hard. She was trying to keep her legs up and open without anything aside from my back to rest them on. I'd certainly have taken fucking her like this to not fucking her at all but it didn't take long before we both realized that there had to be something that worked better. "Hang on," she finally said, "let's try something else." I slipped out of her and stepped back while she hopped down off the counter. She had me sit on the lid of the toilet then turned and backed toward me. I was holding her waist while admiring her ass as she reached for my cock and brought her pussy toward it. As she sat down on it and we both moaned, my hands moved up from her waist to her tits, cupping them from behind. I caressed the soft flesh and her hard nipples as she started moving up and down on my cock, bracing herself on my knees. Our moans echoed off the tile as she slowly rode me and we both savored the pleasure. She ended up moving a hand down from my knee to between her legs, presumably to stroke her clit. I didn't take this as an indication that my cock wasn't enough for her but if she could heighten the pleasure she was feeling, I was all for it. I was relishing not only the pleasure of her pussy moving up and down my tool, but also having her succulent tits in my hands, even though I'd just spent several minutes in the shower lathering them up. Knowing that it was pretty unlikely that I'd ever get to hold them again after this morning, I was very conscious to savor this moment. Even though I already had a few photos, I was definitely planning to ask for the opportunity to take more. I fully expected both of our lives to go right back to normal once we were back home with our families, but that didn't mean I had any intention of forgetting or trying to forget what an incredible couple of days it had been. She gradually went from riding me slowly to increasing her pace as she presumably got closer to cumming. Her pussy was feeling even better the longer she was riding me, though I was not in any danger of cumming just yet. Not only did I not want to finish before her, leaving her high and dry, but I wasn't even close to being ready to be done fucking her. I was not pushing up into her as she came down, leaving setting the pace entirely to her, though it was also partly because doing so on the toilet would not have been so simple. She didn't seem to need any additional help from me, though, as she appeared to be getting closer and closer to cumming. Her moans were getting louder and longer as she fucked me harder until she finally sat down hard and I could feel her body trembling. I continued fondling her tits as she was cumming and even once she appeared to have finished. It wasn't until she'd recovered that she stood, taking her tits from my reach as my cock slipped out of her pussy. She turned and helped me stand as I once again admired her full-frontal nudity. Taking me by the hand, she led me out of the bathroom and back to the bed. Shenanigans in Seattle "I assume you'd be interested in fucking my tits once more," she said with a twinkle in her eye as she slipped the condom off of me, "but first, you promised me photos of you." I looked around until I spotted my phone, then grabbed it and switched it to camera. I handed it to her and she took a number of photos of me and my throbbing cock. She didn't set it down or give it back before she turned and crawled onto the bed as I stared at her ass. She lay on her back as I was following her and took a few more photos as I approached. I straddled her and lay my cock between her tits then squeezed them together around it. I started to slowly slide my cock between her tits, moaning as I felt the soft, smooth flesh against it. I couldn't think of a better way to cap off our weekend together than this. We were both looking at her tits, though I was still admiring them and her large areolas and hard nipples while she was watching my cockhead disappearing and reappearing from between them while occasionally photographing it. I liked that I could also glance up just slightly and see her pretty face and blue eyes. My orgasm was building slowly as I was fucking her tits slowly and savoring the building levels of pleasure. I was glad that both of our flights weren't until that afternoon because there was no way I wanted to feel any need to rush as I felt her tits pressed against my cock. Even the hunger that had been evident before we showered had been momentarily forgotten. Nothing mattered to me at that moment other than Lindsey and the pleasure I was feeling thanks to her. It got to the point where I knew I couldn't hold it off any longer regardless of the desire to spend the rest of the day doing this. My cock was swelling even more in anticipation of my orgasm and the pleasure was reaching a high level of intensity, typical of how I'd felt with her. When I finally started spurting onto her chest with a groan, she gasped and her eyes went wide momentarily as she stuck out her tongue. She didn't catch any of my spew but, once I was spent and had released her tits, she started spreading my cum around with her fingertips then licking them off. Taking photos was completely forgotten at this point. I moved off to the side and lay next to her, fondling the closest tit and watching as she devoured my cum. It wasn't my stomach but hers this time that reminded us that we had not eaten breakfast yet. She needed to go back to her room to get dressed and finish packing but she let me take a few more photos of her, both naked and partly dressed, before she'd pulled her sundress back on. She grabbed her toiletries and bra and panties then slipped on her sandals and left, promising to be quick. I got myself ready and packed up what I still needed to then still had time to confirm that all of the photos, and a couple of videos, we'd taken had been uploaded to my cloud drive. Since they had, I deleted them from my phone and, though I lamented that I hadn't taken even more, I hoped that she'd still send me some. When she returned, we headed across the street to a diner and had a hearty breakfast with plenty of coffee to fuel us for the day of travel ahead. We seemed to consciously avoid discussing the topic of what would happen after we parted ways at the airport, but the conversation was going to have to take place at some point. For that moment, though, we maintained the positive vibe that we'd been experiencing together all weekend. We never saw anyone we knew so we were still playing the happy couple as we had the previous evening; I don't think either of us was quite ready to let that go yet. After lingering over breakfast, we went back over to the hotel and each finished our last bit of packing, then met in the lobby to check out. As we rode the shuttle over to the airport, we realized that we were at least leaving from the same concourse, which would give us even more time together. Neither of us had a bag to check, so we headed right for security then took a train to the concourse we'd be departing out of. Her flight was leaving before mine, so we found a couple of seats near her gate but far enough away from everyone else to have a last little bit of privacy. "So what happens now?" she finally asked, though I'm sure it had been on her mind for a while. "Over the next week," I replied, "you wear a lot of bikini panties and send me a lot of photos." "You really want to see that?" she asked, sounding surprised. "I'd much rather continue to see it in person," I said, "but I can't just not see it anymore." "Well it's nice to be appreciated physically so much," she replied, "It has been a while since I've really experienced that." "Come on now," I said, "I'm sure your husband still appreciates you physically." "I'm sure he does, too," she replied, "but he's never going to see me again quite the way that you did this weekend. It was a much needed ego boost. It's good to know that I can still have that effect on somebody besides my husband." "Well thanks for letting me do more than just stare at you and fantasize about you later," I told her. "But, again," she said, "what happens now?" "To be fully honest," I said, "if we were anywhere within reasonable proximity, I don't think that I'd be able to resist seeing you again. That, of course, would definitely impact our marriages. At the same point, I don't want to go home and pretend that this weekend never happened. It was too incredible." "We need to find a happy medium," she said, "Can we continue to acknowledge our intense sexual chemistry remotely? Would that negatively affect our marriages?" "If you're not considering leaving your husband for me right now," I said, "I doubt that is going to change just through the exchange of photos or videos or some naughty chatting. I still want to see your body, even if I can't touch it and I will make sure you know how much I still appreciate it." "If an opportunity came up to see each other again," she confessed, "I would definitely be interested but I'd also be content with whatever can be accomplished remotely." "So let's do this," I suggested, "We set up separate email accounts just for contacting each other but we limit texting and phone calls and work email. I'll set up a file sharing account for anything too large to email, like a video of me masturbating to your photos." "Don't," she said, "you'll get me all worked up again." With all that pretty much resolved, when her flight was called and it was time for her to board, we made out one last time then she headed down the jetway, turning back once to wave. Then I grabbed my bag and headed for my own gate.