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Marriage Maintainance Pt. 01

By: Curiousaboutlove



The Beginning

Maybe you know the old tale that if a frog is placed in boiling water, it will jump out. But if the frog is put in cold water that is slowly heated, it will not see the danger and will be cooked. 

Though I knew that tale, I didn't recognize that it applied to me too. I now see this anecdote as a metaphor for my inability or unwillingness to recognise the significant changes that were gradually taking over my life. 

Outwardly I am seen as a success, a well-paid corporate lawyer, married to an equally successful man with whom I have two wonderful young children. I drew a sense of satisfaction from getting things done, being a success in what I do and handling the stresses of a busy life as a mother and lawyer. 

One cold February Saturday it became clear to someone, not me I am ashamed to admit, that all was not perfect in my life.

That Saturday we had been invited to a party at the house of my husband's boss. Well I can tell you I really didn't want to go. When my husband, Brad, mentioned the party the previous week my first reaction was, "Do we have to?"

"Yes Ally, this is important to me."

"But who will look after the kids?"

"I have checked and Stephanie next door is free on Saturday."

"But they are too young to be left with an eighteen year old."

"They are five and seven, Ally. Any rate Stephanie's mother will be home if there is an issue."

"Ok," I pouted, "But I have so much to do. The merger at work and there is a school meeting next Tuesday I have to prepare for. And I don't know anyone."

"Beside Bob and Sarah, and Evan and Lucy."

"Ok so I know a couple of people. Who else will be there?"

"Some other directors and a couple of engineers the company has recently employed."

So that Saturday, with I will admit some bad grace, I found myself holding Brad's hand as he knocked on the door of Bob and Sarah's rather impressive home. 

"Welcome," said Sarah as she opened the door, "Come in let me get you a drink, and Ally let me introduce you to some people. I know what this is like when the boys get together. They talk shop and the girls have to fend for themselves."

That is so true I thought, I am likely to be left to my own devices. Sarah introduced me to a couple of people who I had not met before and I politely chatted, drink in hand. As Sarah had forecast Brad drifted over to talk to three men one of whom was Bob. 

Sarah left us to answer the door again and returned with a younger couple who she introduced as Paul and Andrea. They looked around twenty seven or so, seven or eight years younger than Brad and I.

Andrea was petite and good looking, but oh my god Paul was completely gorgeous. Like my husband Paul was a couple of inches over six foot but was even broader across the shoulders. When he shook my hand he held it, perhaps a fraction longer than necessary, and smiled with a twinkle in his blue eyes. 

"Young and good looking," I thought, "Perhaps my evening is looking up."

And it was. Later in the evening I found myself holding my fifth drink in a corner alone with Paul. And as soon as he got me to himself he turned on the charm. And I found myself flirting right back. Just like I was younger, I got right into the flirtatious banter I so loved with a hot guy. Once or twice I even allowed myself a flirtatious touch of Paul's arm. 

It was fun and I could feel my pussy getting a little moist. 

Paul at one stage commented that he wasn't looking forward to this party, but had he known there was such a beautiful woman to meet he would have arrived even earlier. 

When I laughed I looked past Paul and saw my husband. He didn't look unhappy but he did have a rather pensive look on his face. Next to him was Andrea who did not look pleased. But as I was having so much harmless fun I didn't worry too much about Brad and Andrea, and I turned back to my new hot young friend who seemed to be enjoying his time with me. 

Not long after that the party began to wind down and Brad and I started to leave. Paul gave me a hug when we said goodbye and ran his fingers down my spine, "Thanks for brightening up my evening, beautiful," he whispered. 

"You too," I whispered back.

As Brad began to drive home he commented, "You seemed to enjoy the party more than you feared you would."

"Yes it was so much better than I expected. Some of the people I had not met before were fun."

"So what did you think about our new employee, Paul?"

"Young, hot, good looking. Who cares about his engineering skill?" 

Brad laughed, "Don't think the personal department considers looks."

"Silly them. I am pleased they hired him. He will add a lot to any work party I have to attend."

"I don't think, however, that you and Andrea are destined to be best friends. She stared daggers at you a couple of times."

"I was just flirting. God nothing bad was going to happen. You didn't mind did you?"

"Not really. Give how reluctant you were to go, it was good to see you having fun."

Yes I had fun I thought. And I was a little turned on by the flirting. But there was a hint of doubt in my husband's comments. 

I looked across at him and felt a surge of desire for my man. "Brad," I said running my hand up his thigh, "I plan on some real fun when we get home."

"Oh do you," Brad joked, "With me and the baby sitter?"

"Kinky boy. I know she is a hot little thing, but at eighteen Stephanie is a little young don't you think."

"Perfectly legal, but morally irresponsible," Brad sighed in mock exasperation. 

As we pulled into our garage I ran my hand over the trousers covering his penis as I added, "Pay Stephanie and walk her home, and I will be waiting upstairs wearing very little."

"Stop it. Just talking about you naked is getting me hard. You rubbing me is not going to leave me in a fit state to walk an eighteen year old girl home.

I left my hand on his penis, "Hurry home I want this wonderful part of you inside me."

I went upstairs as soon as Brad left with Stephanie, and quickly got ready. When Brad returned he found me lying naked on the bed. The anticipation had turned me on even more and I was gently touching myself as he undressed. I had his full attention.

"Hey," he said, "Stephanie said it was so dark she had to take my arm."

I laughed, "She has such a crush on you. No doubt she is upstairs in her bedroom, doing what I am doing. Running her fingers over her pussy, thinking about you." 

Brad's cock was rock hard. "But in my case," I continued, "Fantasy is about to become reality." I could feel how wet my pussy had become and Brad smiled as he noticed too. 

He lay beside me and our mouths meet. Tongues gently caressing then passionately dueling. Brad's hands found my breasts and he pinched my nipples. Shocks of pleasure went straight to my clit and I moaned, "I so want you. Please."

Brad eyes never left mine as he positioned his body above me, the tip of his hard cock grazing my pussy. 

"You want this Ally?" I nodded.

"You sure?" he teased.

"Yes, please, please..." squirming under him trying to get his penis inside me.

Eyes still locked together. "I want you so much. Please make love to me. And Brad..."

"Yes."

"Hard darling."

With those words, his look of love was overwhelmed by a look of pure desire. And he took me with one slow firm push. Impaling me with his beautiful cock. 

My legs slipped up his thighs and I adjusted my hips to give us both maximum pleasure. Without ever taking his eyes from mine, he did what I had asked. Made love to me, hard fast and deep. Repeated thrusting his cock into me, and more slowly withdrawing it. 

I was in heaven. Totally focused on this man.

And he was totally focused on my pleasure. Every nerve in my body seemed to tingle and my pussy was as wet as I ever remembered it. The harder Brad impaled me on his cock, the more my mind went blank. 

And something wonderful welled up inside me. Not my usual orgasm, but a tidal wave of pleasure. And it built and built, and crashed all over me. One of the longest all-consuming orgasms that I had had in a while. 

And as the last wave of pleasure shuddered through my body, I felt Brad explode deep in my pussy. Moaning my name as he came. 

As we lay trying to recover our breath, Brad's cock slipped out of me and he snuggled against me. 

"That was perfect," Brad whispered.

"You are perfect. Simply the best. I love you Bradley Jones."

"Not as much as I love you Allison Jones." 

I drifted off to sleep in Brad's arms, feeling absolutely content. 

***********************************

Four weeks later, on the Friday at eleven thirty, I got called into my boss's office. I was exasperated as I had so much to do to finalize the post-merger work and I had to pick the kids up at four. 

"What the hell does he want?" I muttered to myself.

My boss smiled and said, "I am about to give you two orders that I want you to obey."

Exasperation turned to irritation. I so don't like being told what to do. 

"First over there is a bag. In it is a change of clothes. You are to get changed and go downstairs to the black limo in the car park where your husband is waiting for you."

I gasped, "I can't there is so much still to do."

"That brings be to my second order. We have everything under control. We are at the final stages and it is simple from here on in. You have done a fabulous job but I don't want you to log on to your work email from outside the office."

I was stunned and muttered, "But..."

"No buts. Have a nice time."

And before I knew it I was changed and climbing into the limo. Not pleased it has to be said, with a number of questions for my husband. He greeted me with a smile, a kiss and a glass of champagne. The driver started the limo as soon as I was seated.

"What is going on?" I asked.

"You are going away for a vacation."

"But the kids..."

"Your father is picking them up this afternoon for the weekend."

"So we will be back Sunday."

"No, Saturday week."

"But, but, but..."

"But what Ally?"

"Mom and Dad can't cope with the kids for a week."

"That's why they are going to my parents on Tuesday after school."

"But have they got everything they need?"

Brad raised his eyebrows at that question, "I think I can manage that." 

I recognized from Brad's cool reaction that he thought my question inappropriate. And he was right. He was as organised and as good a parent as I was. 

"Sorry that was inappropriate. But I haven't said goodbye to the girls."

Brad handed me two cards, "The children made these for you."

On the cards were beautiful dabs of color and stick figure drawings. Both cards had the words 'have a good trip' drawn in crayon.

"But the meeting at school..."

"All taken care of. I passed your views on to Julie Walters."

"Including the increasing class sizes in year 1."

"Yes Allison."

Woops I thought. Brad was like my mum, he rarely used Allison and when he did it was usually a sign he was getting frustrated with me. 

"Did you talk to my work?"

"Yes to arrange your leave. They thought a vacation was a good idea. As did your mum and dad, and everyone else I mentioned it to."

"But I don't need a vacation," I said more to myself than Brad.

But Brad looked at me as if I had said something completely silly, and I had a dawning realisation. Brad hardly ever did things without talking them through with me. I trusted him of course so it wasn't that he needed my permission. But we had always communicated with each other. 

And he hadn't this time, "Why the surprise?"

"Allison, remember that night four weeks ago when we went to the party at Bob and Sarah's?"

"Yes we had a wonderful time particularly when we got home." I grinned at the memory of our wonderful lovemaking. 

"I loved it," said Brad reaching across and holding my hand, "But when exactly was the last time we made love like that."

"Lots, umm, Christmas, Memorial day," I guessed, "But certainly last Easter Sunday, for instance."

"Easter was early last year, at the end of March. That is almost a year ago."

I admit that comment shocked me, "But we have sex a lot."

"Do you remember the last time?"

"Yes last Sunday night." 

"And do you remember what you thought about while I made love to you? Because it wasn't quite the same as four weeks ago."

Oh shit I thought. Yes I remembered. I thought about the merger at work and what I would say at school about the increasing class sizes. Sex was fine and Brad made sure I came. Naively I assumed Brad had not noticed there were other things on my mind.  

I must have blushed, because Brad gently squeezed my hand and said, "I don't know what you were thinking but you seemed so far away. And that's not the first time Ally. I hope it wasn't about anyone else. But that sweetheart is why we need a vacation. Some time to focus on each other."

"No honey I wasn't thinking about anyone else, just work and school. I am sorry."

I was a little stunned to be truthful. Brad obviously was concerned and it appeared that everyone close to me agreed with him and thought I needed a vacation, even my boss for God's sake. 

But what scared me was that I hadn't really noticed what Brad had hinted. I had not noticed a drop off in the passion in my lovemaking with my husband.

"Did you pack for me?" I asked in a more contrite voice.

"Yes, you sister came over and helped. Though I had to keep an eye on her, there were some things she didn't bother to pack."

"What..."

"Bras and bikini tops. She seemed to think braless would be more romantic shall we say."

"For you it is, but not the whole world."

"But, there was a little issue..."

"What?" I said nervously.

"Well when she was fossicking in your underwear draw..."

"Oh no..." I so knew what was coming.

"Oh yes, she found your vibrator. And she packed it. She seemed to think I might like a show."

"Did she say anything?"

"Just that she didn't realize big sister liked to get herself off with toys."

"But I haven't used it in ages Brad."

I had a sinking feeling as soon as the words were out of my mouth. Another example of a decrease in passion. Over the years I have used it quite a lot, sometimes with Brad watching but especially if he was away. And occasionally, I thought smiling to myself, with Brad listening on the phone. 

By now I realized we were on the way to the airport. I held Brad's hand and sipped my champagne, with a growing sense of guilt. 

"Don't beat yourself up too much honey. It is not just you. It is me too," Brad sweetly said, "Let's have a week of fun together."

"Where are we going?"

"You will see."

Brad had got our boarding passes online and we went straight to the gate for the flight to Atlanta. Once there we checked into a hotel close to the airport. Brad was not giving anything away about our destination other than saying that he was setting the alarm for early in the morning. 

After dinner I climbed into bed and waited for Brad to finish in the bathroom. At the front of my mind was the need to deal with one of Brad's comments in our conversation in the afternoon. 

"Honey," I said as I snuggled up to him after he had turned out the lights, "I want you to be really clear about something."

"What's that?"

"When my mind wanders, it is not because I am thinking about someone else. I love you so much."

"I've always hoped that is the case. But I am not a mind reader, so just recently there has sometimes been a touch of anxiety."

"I never want you to be anxious about my love for you and you only," I said as I kissed my husband with passion. I let my fingers drift down his stomach and gently caress his cock and balls. He moaned then kissed me again as his fingers ran around my nipples.

I felt him harden with my touches and when I had him fully erect, I swung my leg over his body and sat astride him with his cock nestled against my pussy. He reached up and gently pinched my nipples, which he knew triggered wonderful sensations throughout my body. Lifting my hips I let my pussy hover above his penis.

"Lie back Brad and enjoy. I am going to make love to you." And, with my hands on his chest, I slid my pussy down onto his cock. Enjoying and letting him enjoy the velvety feeling of my moistness against his hardness. 

Concentrating hard of massaging his cock with my pussy I slid up and down his penis. Experience had taught me where he was most sensitive and I drew a long groan of pleasure as I focused on him. But that focus was also driving waves of pleasure through my own body. I could feel an orgasm building.

"Oh my God Ally, I'm close."

"Then come for me, my love."

Brad's hips started to drive against me pushing him deeper into my pussy. That felt so wonderful and edged me even closer. Suddenly he moaned and I could feel him squirt deep inside. That pushed me over the edge and I collapsed against his chest as my body shuddered in orgasm. 

"You are right," I whispered as we settled into sleep, "It is better when I don't let other thoughts intrude on our time together."

The nest morning as we arrived at the airport, Brad whispered, "Our destination is Costa Rica."

I squealed with excitement because Brad and I had talked in the past about visiting Central America and seeing animals like sloths and toucans.

Arenal

After a long flight we were meet at San Jose airport and transferred to Arenal. I quickly checked online to see that Arenal was a small town and resorts beside a volcano that had been active up to fairly recently.

But I was not prepared for our arrival at the resort. It left me gobsmacked as it was absolutely beautiful. Individual separate chalets all facing the volcano. 

Our room had a private balcony that had a curtained spa, loungers and hammocks. The four poster bed in the large room looked over the balcony to the mountain. Rose petals had been spread on the bed. Behind the bedroom was a large bathroom and behind that an outside shower with complete privacy. 

Beautiful tropical trees and flowers were everywhere, both surrounding our room and in the public areas by the pool and restaurants. At check in I realised there was a spa and that Brad had booked a massage for both of us the next morning. 

We were in the tropics and it was warm and humid. From our room I could hear birds in the trees and smell the flowers. 

I absolutely loved our room which had a feeling of romance about it. I put my arms around Brad, "Thank you for bringing me here. Its love at first sight."

"I'm pleased you like it. And I have already made bookings for things to do while we are here."

Usually when we went on vacation I did a lot of planning and preparation. But here I had done none and felt a vague unease about not being in control. I think Brad must have noticed as he commented, "Surrender into the experience. Trust me and live in the moment."

Smiling I held him close. I so loved this man.

"Now that I have seen how private this is," he whispered, "I have established a new house rule, clothes free."

"So you didn't really need to pack my underwear," I giggled.

"Just because bras are packed doesn't mean they need to be worn," responded Brad with a smirk.

"Naughty boy."

"Maybe, but you like it. Let's shower and have an early dinner."

"Ok but can we use the outside shower."

"That looks like the most romantic option."

We quickly undressed but as I stepped towards the shower, Brad grabbed my hand and led me to the balcony. He wrapped his arms around my naked body and whispered, "Let's enjoy the sunset." 

It felt so romantic and sexy. Nude outside in the warm air, in the arms of my husband watching the volcano fall into darkness. We lingered there in the darkness listening to the sounds of animals before Brad led me inside switching on the lights as he went. 


Marriage Maintainance Pt. 01



The outdoor shower was at the end of an outside open air passage lined with flowering plants and a high wall. It was nicely lit and I stepped along the paving stones to the wooden floor under the shower. I turned it on as Brad placed on the floor the soaps and shampoos he had brought from the inside bathroom. 

Both of our naked bodies were soon wet from the strong spray. Some of my residual concerns about yesterday's conversation began to wash away as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the hot water against my skin. 

"Want me to wash your hair for you?" I opened my eyes to find Brad holding the shampoo.

"Oh yes. I would like that."

"Turn around," he asked. Brad's hands began to lather and massage the shampoo into my scalp as the water fell on my breasts. He was gentle and sensuous. Occasionally rubbing gently over every part of my head, other times just fingertips languidly massaging in concentric circles. I was in heaven and my knees began to feel wobbly.

"Oh, yes," I sighed, "I so love your scalp massages." 

With the sensuality of the location and massage, I could feel my desire grow. My hand instinctively drifted down my body and I started to touch my pussy. Outside, touching myself in front of Brad was intensely erotic and I surrendered into the pleasure of his and my touches.

Brad whispered, "What goes through you mind when you touch yourself?"

He continued to sensuously work his fingers through my hair which sent tingles straight to my clit, "More a feeling than a thought," I replied, "The sensuality of the smells and your touch. It all feels so sensual and erotic." 

Just as I started to wonder if an orgasm was approaching, Brad said, "OK, rinse." 

I shuffled forward and let the water stream through my hair. My whole body feel so sensual and I was just short of the release I was primed for. Brad's fingers pushing the water through the strands of my hair, and sudsy white trails flowed down the front of my body. 

Brad turned me side on to the water and took both my hands and placed my forearms on the wall so that I was leaning forward with my butt pushing back. As the water cascaded into my side, Brad used his foot to first push my right leg a little wider and then my left leg a little wider. I felt the hardness of his penis against my butt. 

His hand moved behind me to lower his penis level with my pussy. With one solid graceful push he slowly slid into to me. I gasped as my moist pussy welcomed his hardness. He slowly and sensuously slipped in and out of me, his cock massaging my pussy just as his fingers had massaged my head. 

His slow sensual loving movements perfectly reflected my mood and I felt my orgasm build again.

I rested my forehead on one arm and brought my other hand to my clit. Gently stroking it, I could feel my orgasm approach with every languid stroke of Brad's cock. His cock and my fingers were magic. And together they put me over the edge. I came hard, moaning his name, feeling light headed. Brad's cock slipped out as my wobbly legs caused me to slump. I turned and slide down the wall so I was sitting on the wooden floor trying to recover my breath. 

Looking up, I saw Brad tower over me, his hard cock standing fierce and proud. "Cum for me honey," I whispered, not really able to move following the shattering orgasm I had just had. Brad held his cock and rubbed, eyes never leaving mine. His body tensed and, with a moan of pleasure, he shot his cum over my breasts.

He took the shower off the wall and sat exhausted beside me. We cuddled as Brad let the warm water splash over our bodies, cleaning his cum off me. 

After a while Brad whispered, "You came hard." 

"Yes," I said, "Thanks to you. And you?"

"Oh yes. I have a feeling this place is going to be good for us." 

We dressed and had a wonderful dinner at the café style restaurant. It was Costa Rican night at the buffet and we both loved sampling the local food. The shower had left me in a romantic mood and for most of the evening I held Brad's hand as much as I could. 

After dinner, we headed back to our room and, with our early start at Atlanta, we both snuggled up together in bed and quickly fell asleep. 

********************

I had imagined that without the children I would sleep in. But I had not counted on the birds, and I awoke early Sunday morning to the dawn chorus. Lying in our four poster bed, looking at the wooden overhead fan spinning, and listening to the bird noise I felt a peace that I had not felt in a while. 

"Maybe I did need this vacation," I thought. 

Turning on my side I watched my husband sleep. I felt a surge of desire, but also the need to take a moment to think. Brad had shocked me in the car when he talked about a lack of passion. But the more I thought about it the more I knew he was right. It wasn't as if I loved him any less than when we were first married. But I was busy. That is not an excuse I realised and I silently resolved to show my husband that my passion for him was something he would see more often. 

Gently lifting the sheet from his body I looked at his semi hard penis. "Ah ha," I thought, "I haven't done that for a while." 

Leaning down my tongue caressed the inside of one of his thighs. Brad stirred and his legs opened and his big balls and penis were right in front of me. I gently took his right ball in my mouth and ran my tongue around it. And then I sucked just a little harder. Brad moaned in sleepy pleasure.

And then the left ball in my mouth, kissing gently and then sucking, this time even more firmly. A louder less sleepy moan told me I had not pushed him too far. His cock was a little harder too. 

I let his ball slip from my mouth and I ran my tongue across the soft skin under his balls. I felt thrilled when I was rewarded with a loudly moaned, "Oh my God."

I looked up and he opened his eyes. 

Keeping my eyes locked on his, I ran my tongue slowly up the underside of his penis. 

"Good morning. You like my mouth, don't you?"

"Yes, so much." Brad moaned. 

I circled the head of his penis with my tongue. And I sucked gently caressing the head and about an inch of his cock. Enjoying letting the width of his cock fill my mouth. One hand circled the base of his penis, loving the feeling of my hand being full of cock. Big, hard, throbbing but silken to the touch. 

As my hand played gently with his cock and balls, my mouth went to work. Down taking a couple of inches, then up to caress the underside of his cock in a boy's most sensitive place. Gathering more saliva in my mouth I sucked more of his cock between my lips. Mouth filling, but there was still more of his delicious hardness to go. 

Mouth moving up again caressing the underside of his cock with my tongue causing his penis to quiver. He was getting close already. Then opening my mouth wide, I slid him slowly in, concentrating hard on positioning him in my mouth. I almost gagged but pushed on till my nose touched his belly. Eye watering but such a rush, completely deep throating my man. 

"Oh God," Brad moaned. "So close," he added. 

Unnecessary really, because I could fell his balls start to tighten and his cock quiver deep in my mouth. I let his cock slip from my mouth as far as the head. I tightened my mouth around the top of his shaft so my tongue pressured the sensitive underside. Rubbing the base of his cock with my hand and licking the underside of the top of his cock as I sucked. It didn't take long for me to feel his butt tense, hips rise and he exploded. Rope after rope of cum hit the roof of my mouth. Pungent salty, I sucked until he was spent. 

Sitting up I looked him in the eye, swallowed and licked my lips. And I was rewarded with a smile so loving I could feel myself melt.

"You haven't done that in a while."

"No," I replied, "My bad. But it is my first step in helping you increase the passion in our marriage."

Brad drew me into to his arms and kissed me.

"Your turn, honey."

"Later sweetheart. That was for you, the pleasure for me was in the giving. It is time for breakfast." 

"Haven't you had your breakfast?" 

"You cum is good but not really a meal." 

Brad smiled and I extracted myself from his arms and went to the outdoor shower. And enjoyed the smells of the tropics and the warmth on my body as the water ran over me. After a really good buffet breakfast and a wander through the resort we went to our room to change into our robes for our massage. 

"Hey," said Brad reading the spa note he had been given at check-in, "The instructions say remove all clothes including underwear."

"Usually I keep my knickers on."

"Me too. But there is a comment at the bottom that this is a professional treatment and any sexual suggestions will be reported to the authorities."

"Thank god for that. I am the only cutie that gets to give you a hand job."

Laughing we walked along the short path downhill to the spa. Like elsewhere in the resort, flowers were everywhere and I felt a romantic buzz walking hand in hand with Brad in such a romantic setting, naked except for my robe. 

We were shown into a large room with two massage tables decorated with rose petals. Our massage therapists were older ladies. When I saw them I smirked at Brad who read my mind. Not quite the hand job cuties we had joked about. 

Lying on our fronts the massages began on our feet and worked up our bodies. At the top of my legs the towel covering my butt was discretely rearranged to preserve my modesty. From time to time my masseuse found a little knot of tension and her hands melted it away. It was heaven. 

But when she reached my shoulders, I almost jumped off the bed. It was painful and she spent a lot of time massaging my tension away. "God," I thought, "I can't believe I told Brad I didn't need a break. I am so full of tension."

After a while we were asked to turn over as the towels were held. Lying on our backs the towel was placed over my hips covering my pussy but leaving my breasts exposed. Before the massage started on my front, my masseuse took my hand and swung it towards Brad's bed. I felt his bigger hand envelop mine and we held hands through the rest of the massage. 

The tension continue to melt away as my front was massaged. But when she massaged around my breasts, I felt a new sensation. A little tingle of erotic pleasure. I squeezed Brads hand and felt him squeeze back. I was getting a little turned on. 

After the massage we walked back to our room. When we got inside I wrapped my arms around my man.

"You were right..."

"I usually am."

I gently slapped him on the chest, "I am not sure I agreed with you in the car outside work. But you were right, I so needed this vacation. I was so wound up, and this room and the massage is so relaxing me."

"I thought a full body massage would help you Ally."

"Well it wasn't a full body massage. One little bit didn't get massaged."

Brad leant in and kissed me, "I think the spa leaves that massage for your husband."

He undid my robe and it fell to the ground. I undid his and he surprised me by not leading me to the bed. Instead he led me outside and let me lie on the outdoor furniture. I was puzzled when he then disappeared inside but when he returned with a cushion I smiled as I so knew what was about to occur.

He placed the cushion on the floor and spreading my legs he knelt on the cushion in front of me. Leaning forward he gently blew on my pussy. Shivering with anticipation, I closed my eyes and let my mind focus on the pleasure that was about to come.

Brad again gently blew on my pussy. The warmness sent a little tingle of pleasure throughout my body. 

And then he licked, full tongue slowly across my pussy lips. Oh my god that felt so good.

And he licked again and again, slowly teasingly from the top of my pussy to just above my butt. I heard a moan escape my lips as he circled the point of his tongue around my vagina. The stab of his tongue into my pussy took me by surprise and I gasped in delight. 

And when Brad concentrated the tip of his tongue on my clit, I shuddered. The touch was electric and intense and I surrendered into the orgasm that was fast approaching. Opening my eyes I barely registered the red flowers and volcano covered in wisps of white cloud. But the smell and sounds were intoxicating and adding to the intense feelings I was getting from Brad's tongue. I moaned and came screaming his name. 

"Your turn," I whispered when my breathing and heart rate had returned to normal.

"I don't think we have time, I have booked an excursion. Dress for a walk and pack for a swim afterwards."

I did as I was told. When I looked in our luggage for swimwear the first thing I found was my skimpy red thong bikini. I blushed and held it up., "Brad did my sister see this."

He laughed, "Afraid so honey. She said, who would have known. My sister likes to show off her hot body."

"Oh Brad I am embarrassed."

He took me in his arms, "Don't be. It's true you have got a hot body."

"Yes but only for you." Both Brad and I knew I only wore that bikini on occasions when there were not people around. "Did my sister say anything else?"

"Yes, she smiled at me dropped the red bikini in the bag and said, I am so packing this for you brother."

He pulled me closer into him and whispered, "I am glad she did."

And I realised just how happy he would be seeing me in it, "Me too, I will wear it for you later."

I did find a more appropriate black bikini. As I took it out of the bag I noticed a little note attached to it. "Sis, for emergency use only. The red one is better, it will get Brad hot and bothered."

I smiled less embarrassed. In a way I felt closer to my sister. She clearly wanted this trip to be fun and good for our marriage. 

After grabbing some sushi for lunch I found myself sitting next to Brad in reception waiting for our driver to pick us up. It was not like me to be comfortable with not knowing what was about to happen. But already this trip was teaching me that sometimes it is best to take things as they come. 

We drove closer to the volcano and hiked a little way up the foothills beside it. It was a beautiful walk in the sun seeing some birds and the plants reclaiming the land from the lava. We reached the top of the foothill and looked back over a large lake. 

Brad said, "Over those hills in the distance is a cloud rain forest. That is where we are going later in the week."

I was so excited, "That means animals doesn't it?"

"Yes particularly in the cloud forest itself."

After our walk we were driven to what the driver described as hot springs. I was expecting a natural pool, but it was a manmade series of pools and streams with hot water flowing downhill from the volcanic spring through a series of little pools, to a big pool with a swim up bar at the bottom of the hill. 

We changed and walked up through gardens alongside the streams of water, passing a number of pools of various sizes, some with people and some empty. Towards the top we choose a pool which had water entering in from a little water fall. It was beautifully warm and we settled back sitting on a rock in the water. 

It was starting to get dark and I relaxed enjoying the hot water gently flowing over my body. From time to time people passed on the path just beneath us. A few children but obviously in the evenings this was more an adult venue. 

"This is so beautiful Brad," I whispered as I put my arm around my gorgeous husband. 

He didn't answer which is not like him and I looked up at him to see him staring over the edge of the pool to the path just below us. Following his gaze I saw why. My naughty boy was staring at two girls in their twenties who were standing facing away from us focused on the pool beneath them. 

Even I could see they had cute figures barely covered in skimpy bikinis and, at least the one on the left who was side on, ample breasts as well. 

"Hey..." I whispered.

"Hey, what?" without him turning away from the cuties beneath us.

"Do you ever stare as intently at your wife's butt?"

A gentle smile played around Brad's lips, "All the time."

I smiled, "Well I should be in for a good evening then."

"How do you mean?"

"Remember France," I said recalling our European vacation.

Brad ran his fingers up my thigh, "Yes, but how is it relevant to Costa Rica."

"And the Danish girls at the beach?"

"Um, yes."

"Yes indeed. You would hardly forget the buxom topless blond cuties now would you."

"I suppose."

"And what happened that night."

"We made love."

"No quite my darling husband. You were very vigorous shall we say, and repeatedly vigorous. And it was so good. Wonderful, wonderful sex, I loved it."

"But you don't think I was imagining them, do you?"

"No you concentrated on me. But I do think their hot bodies had got you in the mood."

"You don't mind?"

"No of course not. If our Danish friends or the two over there get you hot, then I benefit. I am the one who gets to enjoy your lusty lovemaking."

"Just like you after you had been flirting with Paul at Bob and Sarah's party?"

"Exactly. Looking at cuties or flirting with them can be a buzz. It's a rush, like on a roller coaster. And in my experience it leads to better lovemaking, which has to be good for our marriage."

"So you don't mind me checking out hot girls?" Brad asked.

"No my only stipulation is that I am one of them."

"Oh you are," said Brad as he leaned in and kissed me.

I broke hour kiss and looked up at him, "And you don't mind me looking and flirting with hot guys?"

"No, so long as I am one of them"

"Oh darling you so are," I said as I reached up and drew his mouth to mine. We kissed tenderly in a way that spoke of pure love. I melted into him. "I so love you. Thank you for bringing me here."

There was a noise of people approaching. It was the two girls from below, tight bodies and skimpy bikinis. They slipped into the pool and one of them called out, "Hey Sam this one is really warm."

They were joined by two guys, clearly sports players. Hard muscular bodies. As they got into the pool, Brad whispered, "Eye candy for you too Ally."

I smiled and snuggled into my husband and tried not to stare. And failed miserably. 

It was nice being in the pool stealing glances at hot guys while lying in my husband's arms. But the two girls did intimidate me a little. They were in their early twenties and had perfect tight figures and young pretty faces. One was both slim and busty which I just knew was Brad's type.

After a while Brad suggested we check out some other pools. We left the pool and wandered around till we found a place to walk up one of the streams. An even smaller stream went around the corner and we found a shallow pool that was completely out of sight as it was surrounded by plants.

Lying side by side on the sandy bottom in the flowing water, I held Brad's hand, "This is so nice. But..."

"But what?"

"Sometimes I feel my age and realise I am not a cute as I once was. Those young things were smoking hot and not a stretch mark in sight."

Brad turned over and lay over me. "Yes they are smoking hot. I particularly liked the one with the big beasts. But darling you are smoking hot. You were a smoking hot twenty something just like them, you are now a smoking hot thirty something. I see guys checking you out. I know that others think you have got it. But for me you will always be hot. And I like your little stretch mark. It is a visible sign of our greatest act of love, our children."

A tear slid down my cheek, Brad words had completely moved me and boosted my confidence. He kissed me and I melted into him. 

"I love you honey."

"Me too," Brad replied, "Always and forever."

We lay together in the water and made out like teenagers. Just kissing and running our hands over each other's body. It was romantic and loving, and I confess I have rarely felt closer to my husband. 




Marriage Maintainance Pt. 01



After a drink in the bar and the buffet Italian dinner we got a cab back to our hotel. 

Inside our room Brad's first words were, "Remember the house rule?"

And I did, so I undressed and wandered around nude. Glancing across the room I saw my husband's cute butt. "God I love this. You are a wonderful husband, but you are also really hot eye candy," I said as I smacked his butt gently.

"Don't get too used to it. Can't be nude all the time now that we have children."

"But we can sometimes," I smirked.

"We can indeed, because Ally you are hot eye candy too." Brad replied before he passionately kissed me. 

"Did you like the other eye candy tonight?" I asked.

"Yes. You?"

"Yes. Did those hot young things help turn you on?"

"Maybe. You?"

"Maybe, I smiled. Brad if we are both getting turned on will you do something for me?"

"What?" 

I ran my tongue over his lips and felt his penis harden. "Brad, please make love to me. And Brad fuck me hard."

I don't use the word fuck very often and I felt Brad's body twitch. He picked me up and gently laid me down on my back on the bed. He turned off the lights and I could barely see him in the darkness, but I could feel him when he lay on top of me. His lips met mine and he kissed me with a fierceness I rarely experienced. His mouth sucked my tongue, and his thumb and forefinger squeezed a nipple. Firmly, in fact kind of hard. I moaned at the roughness, which in truth was sending shock waves of pleasure to my clit. 

He then took one of my hands and lifted and held my arm above my head almost touching the head board. Then with his other hand, my second arm was lifted above my head. With only one of his hands, he held both of my hands above my head on the bed. I felt his other hand move down my body and spread my legs. His arms and body were holding me in place. I was his just for the taking, and the feeling was exhilarating.

He kissed me again and this time I tried to suck him into my mouth. But he was too strong and I felt my tongue get drawn into his mouth. Then when I felt his cock graze my vagina I moaned in his mouth. Squirming a little trying to draw his hardness into my damp opening. 

He paused and then his cock just took me. Lustfully, firm and deep, hard and penetrating. Taking my breath away and driving my feet above his butt as I adjusted my pussy to meet his rock solid cock. 

Brad can be a very gentle and considerate lover. But tonight, as I had asked, he had just taken me with passion. And after a second or two paused deep in me, he slid his cock back out and paused again. And he began to truly fuck me. Over and over again, Brad relentlessly drilled his penis into my tingling pussy, each stroke harder and faster. 

I started moaning with every powerful thrust. One of Brad's hands continued to restrain my hands, while the other was squeezing the firm flesh of my breasts and occasionally pinching my nipples. I felt stuffed full with his gorgeous penis. 

And I loved it. I knew he loved me but I loved this act of pure carnal desire. Loved that the feeling was rapidly driving my own approaching orgasm. 

"Oh yes," I moaned and he thrust into me harder. And then I screamed as the orgasm raced through me and dominated me, leaving me breathless and senseless. Brad rode me through my orgasm and then tensed his body and slammed into me. I could feel him gasp and cum deep in me, groaning with the intensity of his orgasm. 

He slipped onto his side and I felt him relax as he cuddled up to me. 

"That was marvellous honey," I whispered, "You are right, this vacation is going to be so good for us."

"Brad," I continued, "I know we both got into looking at the hot bodies at the pool and it helped us get a little turned on. And then the sex was fabulous. Just like other times when I have flirted or other times you have looked at topless cuties. But trust me tonight I only had one boy on my mind, you my darling husband."

"Yes I get it. I confess I liked looking at those two girls, but in bed you are the only girl on my mind when we made love."

I giggled, "I don't think that is exactly making love Bradley. Seemed more like fucking to me."

"You like?"

"You bet."

"Me too. But Ally to be honest with you it is always about love. Even when we are fucking."

"Yes I know. And I love it all, you at your most loving and you when you just take me." 

We lay together quietly snuggling. It did not take long for eyes to start to close and after a whispered, "Love you," I felt Brad's breathing start to deepen. And my breathing deepened too as I fell into a contented sleep.



Marriage Maintainance Pt. 02



I woke on Monday morning at our gorgeous Costa Rican hotel almost as early as I had on the previous day. Brad was still sleeping soundly so slipping from the bed I wandered out onto the balcony. Despite it not being much past dawn it was nice and warm. There were a few birds up and about but disappointingly no toucans. 

I felt like I was starting to bubble over with happiness. Yesterday had been so wonderful and I felt so incredibly close to Brad. I smiled and then frowned, smiling at the memory of both of yesterday's orgasms, and frowning as I realised that it was a while since we had made love twice in one day. Well that was going to change I vowed to myself. 

There was a coffee machine in our room and I started to make myself some. As the aroma of fresh coffee drifted around our room I heard Brad stir. 

"Good morning sleepyhead," I called, "Do you want some coffee?"

I heard a murmured yes and so poured two cups and took them out onto the balcony. Brad soon joined me and my naked husband greeted me with a dainty kiss as he took his cup from me.

"If we are quiet, I think we will see more birds," I whispered. So we both stood at the balcony sipping our coffee and watching and waiting. Brad's arm went around me and he gently stroked my side. 

Sure enough a couple of red breasted birds arrived at the tree right outside our balcony. As we watched them, Brad's hand drifted to my butt and he lightly caressed it. I felt my body responding and my feet instinctively widened giving my husband better access. He traced his finger over my butt and I shivered with pleasure.

We finished our coffee and so I took our cups inside and re-joined Brad. As his hand went back to my butt, I let my hand drift down to his penis. It was slightly engorged, but when I ran my hand along it, he stiffened quickly. Brad's finger went between my legs towards my pussy. 

As we watched two newly arrived robin like birds, we both started to play with each other. Brad drew my face toward his and kissed me deeply. As I sucked his tongue I felt his finger enter my pussy. 

"God you feel wet," he whispered.

"And you are so hard," I whispered back. Brad kissed me again and then stepped behind me. I arched my back and spread out my hands on the railing pushing my pussy into Brad. 

I turned my head, "Brad please make love to me."

My moan as his penis touched my pussy, scared the birds and they flew away. That was the last thing I noticed as I concentrated on Brad's cock oh so slowly entering my welcoming pussy. 

After he had slipped his entire length into me, Brad slowly drew his penis out, and then entered me just a little faster. The felling was exquisite as he entered me, and I felt so empty when he withdrew the second time. 

Brad continued to push in and pull out, each time gentle and slow. I kept as still as I could concentrating so hard on my pussy which felt so sensitive and alive as Brad caressed it with his cock

"I love you so much Ally."

"I love you too, Brad." 

After a few minutes Brad's speed quickened slightly and I began to push my hips back to more deeply impale myself on his gorgeous cock.

I started moaning as every gentle thrust pushed me ever closer to orgasm. Brad's pace picked just a little more and my moans turned into a howl of pleasure as he triggered a powerful orgasm that rolled through my body. Brad continued to gently and slowly make love to me and when he moaned and came deep inside me a second round of orgasmic aftershocks rippled through me. 

I waited until I had caught my breath and turned and kissed Brad. 

"Thank you my love that was wonderful."

"The pleasure was all mine Ally."

"I don't think so the pleasure was mine too. In fact it was two as well."

"I think we might have scared the birds," Brad observed.

"Maybe, but it is almost spring, perhaps we inspired them."

We took turns showering. Both using the outdoor shower rather than the one inside. At breakfast Brad decided on a freshly cooked omelette and came back with a well-covered plate. 

"You must be hungry," I remarked.

"Twice a day with you means I have to keep my strength up," he replied.

"It has been a while since we made love twice in one day."

"Yes I know."

"Brad, let's promise ourselves that we will make love twice a day much more often."

"I am up for that."

"Oh you so will be," I giggled. 

Later that morning we decided on a swim and after changing, me into my black bikini and Brad into his board shorts, we went up to the pool area. It was secluded as it was surrounded by plants and trees many of which were in flower. The pool was shaped in a figure eight with a semicircular bar at the far end and two tables in the water at the end nearest to where our loungers were.

There were only a few people there. Next to us were two couples obviously friends. The girls had skimpy bikinis on and as soon a Brad saw then he whispered, "See, your red one would not be out of place."

"Maybe," I whispered back. 

Brad started to put sunscreen on my back as I sat and looked over at the two couples. I guessed they were in their early forties and the more tanned guy had a particularly hot body. He caught me looking and smiled. I felt myself blush thinking I had been busted. 

His wife who was wearing a blue bikini turned to me and smiled. Well perhaps I had not been busted for looking I thought. Maybe they just think I am friendly.

I didn't think any more about it as I put sunscreen on Brad and then lay on my front to sunbathe. I felt Brad untie my bikini top and then settle down beside me.

After half an hour or so I retied my bikini top and sat up. Brad was now reading and my eyes were drawn to the pool where the two couples were sitting in the water at one of the tables drinking cocktails. The hot guy had his arm around one of the woman and it puzzled me. While he had been sitting with the one in the blue bikini, he now had his arm around the woman in the green bikini.

When they finished their cocktails the other guy and the girl in the green bikini stood and I heard them say that they had to go and get their shuttle. Hugs were exchanged and promises made to keep in contact, and then they were off leaving just the hot guy and the woman in the blue bikini in the pool. 

"Its warm honey. I think I might swim," I said to Brad.

"I might join you in a minute."

As I stepped into the water, I passed the couple and the woman in the blue bikini smiled at me and said, "The water is so refreshing. And the cocktails here are so good."

"I might have to try one," I replied.

As I swam I felt so refreshed by the cool water. Just perfect on a hot day. After a while I went to the bar and stood in the water perusing the drinks menu. The girl in the green bikini swam up and order two punches.

"The punches are good, thirst quenching and not very alcoholic. Perfect at this time of day."

"Sounds good. We have a walk this afternoon to a waterfall so I don't want anything too alcoholic."

I ordered a punch and after they were made turned to go to the table in the water. "Come and sit with me," the girl in the green bikini said, "My husband Enrico has to go make a few calls. I'm Sophia by the way."

"I'm Ally and my husband is Brad."

We sat down at their table. Enrico stood and shook my hand holding eye contact before his eyes glanced at my body. Brad had said yesterday that other guys checked me out, and it was a confidence boost to see it was true. 

The three of us sat and chatted. Enrico's eyes roamed freely and he had a smoldering intensity that was magnetic. I liked that attention and Sophia didn't seem to care.

After he had finished his drink he excused himself and stepped out of the pool. My eyes followed him as he left, and I noticed that he was well muscled and had a confident strut in his step. Obviously a guy who was used to being looked at. 

I turned back to Sophia noticed that she had seen me look, "I am so pleased he keeps himself in shape," she remarked.

She didn't seem upset about me checking out her husband and we continued our easy conversation. I learnt they were Brazilian, but now lived in Miami. Both were personal trainers and like us had come here for a romantic vacation. They loved the sensual atmosphere, meeting new friends and particularly their villa.

When Brad stood and got into the pool, I watched Sophia watch him all the way to the bar. 

"I see your Brad keeps himself in shape too."

"Yes he is fit as he runs a lot," I commented.

Brad joined us and we talked further about our interests and hobbies.

I asked Brad whether he wanted another drink and went to the bar to get us one. While I waited for them to be prepared, I turned and could see Sophia giggle at something Brad said. Her hand went out and lightly touched Brad's shoulder. She was so flirting with him. 

When I came back to the table carrying our drinks, I heard Sophia say, "We have a villa with a volcano spring fed large heated pool. Come over later tonight if you would like to soak away your aches from the long walk."

"We will have to see," replied Brad, "We have dinner reservations at seven."

"It would be great to have you," Sophia said with another light touch on Brad's shoulder.

She turned to me, "If you would like a relaxing swim in our heated pool come from dinner. Villa 21, around nine if you like."

She then stood and with a quick touch on our arms and a warm goodbye, she stepped out of the pool. Brad's eyes followed her tight butt that was barely encased in a skimpy bikini.

"Like what you see," I smiled as I patted Brad on the leg.

"She has a good figure but is very flirty."

"Sounds like your wife you are describing."

Brad laughed, "No you are much hotter. But with her I feel a bit uneasy."

"Why? She seemed friendly."

"Yes she was. But the flirting was quite strong when you went to the bar and she kept stressing the pool in their villa. It almost seemed too much."

"How do you mean?"

"After our romantic dinner, Sophia really wanted us to swim in the private pool in their room. No mention of bringing a suit."

"There is no way that is going to happen."

Brad pouted, "I was looking forward to a romantic dinner."

"You are so silly. You are definitely having a romantic dinner and you are even getting naked afterwards. But naked only with me."

"Not naked with the Brazilians?"

"No way Brad. I may flirt but I am not skinny dipping with strangers, no matter how hot they are. Some things are only for the one I love."

Brad kissed me, "The one you love is looking forward to swimming naked with you. But we had better finish our drinks and get ready or we will be late for our walk."

We wandered back to our room to find it had already been serviced and there was an absolutely cute surprise on the bed. The towels had been shaped into an armadillo which sat covered in rose petals looking at us with chocolate eyes, "Oh Brad, that is so cute."

"Yes, such a romantic hotel." 

The walk began on a wide trail through thick rain forest. The path was wide enough to chat as we walked hand in hand, but we soon started to clamber uphill in single file before dropping down to an emerald green rainwater lagoon. 

"This is just beautiful Brad."

"Yes I thought we would like this when I booked."

Then we went down another very steep path through the forest. The sound of rushing water accompanied us. At the bottom I could see why as there was a long beautiful waterfall that fell into a stream. 

But I could see people looking up in the tree and it was there that I spotted a sloth. Cute but oh so still. Then another sloth spot before we began our climb back to the top. Brad fell in behind me on the climb and whenever I flagged gave me a reassuring pat on the butt. 

"Enjoying this?" I asked half way up.

"Yes the view I magnificent. Rain forest and a cute butt."

I kissed him, "But this is hard work, reminds me of hikes we did before we had children. But it is fun to do something we have always enjoyed as a couple." 

I let Brad go first for the rest of the climb so I could enjoy the view of my boy walking in front of me. But I was also deep in thought, thinking about what I could do to add to our marriage.

At the top he reached for my hand and we ambled back to the start holding hands and pointing out animals and flowers in the forest. I felt the happiness that has always come from doing fun things with my loving and lovable boy. 

We were hot and sweaty when we returned and I quickly bagged first use of the outdoor shower. The water felt so good and the buzz of being naked outside among the flowers felt completely sensual. A feeling that was enhanced when my naked husband sauntered out to shower. When Brad whispered in his best bed room voice, "I have put your outfit on the bed," I could feel myself get even more warm and gooey inside.

And when I saw what he had left on the bed I thought, "You naughty boy." 

My little black dress, heels, and thong, but no bra. Just the thought of being braless sent a buzz of anticipation through me, I wanted to be on display for my husband. And even though I didn't go braless much at home, as we were away I thought I could please my boy without worrying about who else might see.

I dressed and watched Brad when he returned from the shower. His shirt and trousers looked good but I insisted on one or two more buttons undone than he was used to. Happily we left our apartment and walked past the pool. I could feel the jiggle of my breasts as I walked holding Brad's hand. There were still one or two in the pool, and I noticed that two or three couples were having dinner beside the pool. 

Our restaurant turned out to be in another league from anything else in the resort. Indoor and outdoor fine dining beside a landscaped water feature. We sat outside and were given our menus by a cute young local girl who didn't even seem to notice my braless state. The food was Italian and everything on the menu sounded so good.

I looked up from the menu intent on asking Brad what he thought looked good to eat, to see him looking at my cleavage with a smirk on his face.

"Had I known you couldn't concentrate on dinner I would have worn a bra."

"No way sweetheart I am loving the view of you unconstrained puppies."

"Well," I said twirling my hair with my finger, "do you want me to order while you keep staring."

"Yes please," he said as he shut his menu and picked up the wine list.

The wine waiter was nearby and hurried over, though I shall never know whether it was to serve us or try to glance down my dress.

"Two glasses of the Russian river chardonnay followed by you a bottle of the Oregon pinot noir that is on special, my husband ordered without asking me for my opinion, but with a smile at me that suggested that he was in command tonight. 

Two can play that game I thought as the waitress approached and I ordered soup, pasta and then veal. Brad smiled almost indulgently as the waitress took our menus without a glance down my dress. The same could not be said for the waiter when he returned with our white wine. I meet Brad's smile with one of my own. It felt like we were going to have so much fun tonight.

"You are a very bad girl teasing that waiter." Brad remarked.

"Me," I questioned, "You dressed my like this. Maybe you were hoping the waitress might be interested."

"Oh God yes, we can invite her back to our room."

"What do you mean our room, I thought we were visiting our new friends."

We both suddenly dissolved into fits of laughter and Brad held out his hand. 

I took it and he whispered, "I love you Ally, and I must say you look very sexy tonight."

"Just dressed to please my man. I love you too."

Our soup arrived and as it was placed on the table, I caught Brad's eye and lent forward reaching for the salt and pepper. As I expected Brad smirked in understanding as my black dress gaped a little. Our poor server blushed which confirmed she had glanced down my dress.

Then when she put Brad's plate in front of him, he smiled sweetly at her, "Thank you Claudia. Wonderful service."

More blushing as Claudia left, "How did you know her name?" I asked.

"By listening to our hostess as she sat us, oh gorgeous but slightly deaf wife." 

"Oh you seem to pay more attention than I do." 

I paused realising what I had said, "Brad I feel humbled. You noticed a staleness in our marriage and I didn't. I'm sorry. But thank you. The last few days have been magical."

"Hey. Yes I noticed. I am an engineer, we are trained that care and maintenance are needed to keep things in perfect working order. But since we left home we both have done something about it. I feel like you're fully back. Don't beat yourself up, I want you to enjoy yourself, have fun and Ally..."

"Yes."

"...This is the last apology I want to hear."

"Yes honey. Hey isn't this black bean soup delicious," I said deliberately changing the subject.

"Yes it is, almost as delicious as you."

I laughed, that compliment was so over the top but I liked it as it got us back to our laughing playful ways.

The shrimp pasta, veal and red wine were equally delicious. The evening passed with volleys of humor, raunchy comments and a little bit of exhibitionism on my part and voyeurism on Brad's. I loved that I so had my husband's complete attention every time I lent forward in my chair. And his glances and comments were turning me on something wicked. The wine waiter was particularly attentive which led to smirks between Brad and me every time our glasses were filled.

Poor Claudia didn't know where to look or how to take some of our comments. So when we called for the check Brad left her a large tip telling her it was our thanks for her putting up with a silly but happily married couple. She beamed perhaps at the money but more I think at our love for each other.

"Well honey," Brad said as we left the restaurant, "Our new friends with the large pool?"

"Bad boy, we have a spa on our veranda."

"Me bad, I don't think so. It isn't me who has been a semi naked temptress tonight."

I punched Brad for that, and as I had had a few wines I tottered in my heels clinging to my man who carried two glasses with the remains of our red wine. 

"Well," I said after a few yards, "This temptress was working on tempting someone hot into her spa."

"Maybe you should have tipped Claudia more."

"You and your fantasies, Stephanie and now Claudia. You will just have to make do with..."

But I never got the words out as my mouth was smothered by Brad's kiss. Urgent and passionate I stood against him as he kissed me while holding the wine glasses to the side to avoid spillage. 

"I never ever have to make do with you. You are always and forever my first choice," he whispered.

His kiss and his words drove a surge of love through my body and left my pussy damp with desire and expectation.

We walked back with my arm in his and as soon as we entered our room I started to fill the spa. Brad placed the wine beside the spa and returned to our bedroom. When I came back into the bedroom, he stepped up to me undid the zip at the back and ran his fingers under the straps of my dress. Pushing the straps to the side he helped the dress slide from my body.

"I loved looking at you tonight. Braless with just a thin layer of material between me and you beautiful large breasts."

My nipples hardened and I started to undo Brad's shirt buttons, "You look good in this, but I so want you naked." Easing off his shirt, I stroked his chest before undoing his trousers and sliding them and his boxers to the floor. I was rewarded with a semi erect penis which I greeted with a kiss. It must have liked the kiss because it was suddenly much harder. 

The tub had filled and we climbed in sitting at opposite ends facing each other, legs intertwined and wine glasses in hand. 




Marriage Maintainance Pt. 02



A lot had run through my mind on the walk and I began, "Brad the long hike today brought back memories. The dinner tonight too. Just the pure fun and joy I have always got from us as a couple. And while I will not apologize again I will thank you. You are perfect." 

Brad finished his wine and came over and snuggled down in the water close to me.

I continued, "You seemed quiet when we first met, but you had the amazing capacity to get me, to understand me. From our first date we clicked. I almost broke my rules in the first week, you don't know just how close I was to having sex with you."

The memories of those early days instinctive pushed my hand to his penis and I felt it stir, "And Brad I love our shared memories. Knowing you as a relatively young person. Being beside you as you grew and matured. Having you support me and help me grow and mature."

Running my hand gently up and down his rapidly hardening penis I added, "I completely fell in lust with you from the get go. We weren't overly experienced sexually but we explored and learnt together. You were so gentle and loving but as I explored more I discovered a completely sensual and sexy male. Not dominating or over the top. The combination was so intoxicating and before I knew it I was head over heels in love."

I kissed him and our tongues met before he gave way and I licked his lips, getting even more firmness from his gorgeous cock, "Brad, I am as head of heels in love as I have ever been. But on our walk I resolved to show you my love for you each and every day. Hey I have an idea, sit up here," I said pointing to the side of the spa. 

Brad sat on the wooden side of the spa as I finished my wine. I looked him in the eye and ran my tongue along the underside of his cock.

He whimpered a little as my tongue licked his balls and then continued to the sensitive spot between ball and anus. My tongue completed a couple of circles before my finger delicately flicked his most private opening. Brad positively yelped in pleasure. I had never done anything like that before though I had read that was a place where there were lots of nerve endings. It felt so dirty to touch those nerves but so good to hear him moan with pleasure. 

By the time I had worked my way back up his rock hard shaft, a drop of pre-cum had leaked out and was running down his cock. My tongue lapped it up and I sucked him into my mouth. 

Then I let him slide out of my mouth, "Bradley am I a naughty girl?"

"Of course," said lovingly which made me feel warm all over.

"Am I your naughty girl?"

"Always and forever."

"I want to show off my body for you. And I want to do deliciously wicked things to your body. You like my finger playing with you?"

"Oh God yes Ally," just a hint of desperation in his voice, and my desire grew. 

"Again?"

"God yes," more demanding and my pussy gushed.

Down his shaft my tongue traveled, kissing and licking, over his balls taking one in my mouth and caressing it. And then slow languid licking of my husband's cock as my fingers caressed his butt. Brad screamed in ecstasy, "I'm close."

I licked hurriedly up his shaft and slide him into my mouth. Just in time it has to be said as after just one suck he exploded his cum into my mouth. 

Pulling him into the spa I kissed him and he returned the salty kiss with passion.

Looking down at me Brad whispered, "Wow, twelve year into our relationship and you still have the power to surprise. And I too am still as head over heels in love with you as I have ever been."

"You liked?" I asked with a hint of nerves in my voice.

"Hey," said Brad gently responding to my nervousness, "I liked, no more accurately I loved the sensations, your trust and your love."

He kissed me and continued, "I love my wife and I love my sexy, slutty little minx."

The whole evening had been so erotic and my body was aching with desire, "Your sexy, sometimes maybe a little smutty, but always loving wife wants her always loving husband to touch her in the naughtiest way."

He smiled, he so knew what I wanted, and he lifted me up and sat me on the side of the spa. Brad spread my legs and ran his flat tongue over my pussy lips. It felt so good but I ached for more. And I got it. His tongue trailed past my pussy and sparks of pleasure shot through me as he licked the sensitive spot between anus and pussy. That was nothing compared to the shocks of pleasure from my butt when his tongue caressed my ass. 

He ran and ran his tongue around my butt and just when I thought I could take no more he took my clit in his mouth and simultaneously slid two fingers into my pussy. When he found my g-spot I gasped and his caressing of my clit send a tidal wave of pleasure though my body. Totally lost in the huge orgasm I screamed in pleasure.

I slipped into the water totally drained, and kissed my husband tasting my pussy on his lips. We lay caressing each other enjoying the feeling of closeness and trust we had in each other. 

"I have loved everything about tonight honey," I whispered.

"Me too Ally. You have really got into being more passionate. Bra-less and now inventive in the spa."

"Me? I seem to recall you were even more inventive. Honey," I stammered a little because I was a bit nervous about my next question but I had to ask, "Did you really think there was something wrong with us?"

"Seriously not something dangerously wrong. It was like we were not running at full capacity. Sometimes you had seemed far away, so that night with Paul I felt a little anxiety even though I have always been cool with your flirting. But that night in bed you were your old self and I loved it. I wondered whether it was a little like the old story about the frog in cold water, the water was heating up and we were so busy that we didn't notice."

Brad kissed me and reassured me, "So I remembered my engineering. You don't skimp on maintenance and thought I would do something to stop our lives getting in the way of looking after our relationship. This vacation is my start, but I know you. You have done things tonight and are probably already thinking of other things."

"I so am. On the walk I realised we are at a different stage of our lives than when we were younger. Our children are a priority. But we should try things like date nights to keep the romance burning bright. I can promise you lots of sexy fun. And I am always going to talk about work issues that are on my mind before we make love."

"With love and teamwork we will be great."

"We so will. Hey," I said stroking his chest.

"Hey what," he replied as he stroked my nipple.

"You know that we have good sex because we have a good marriage," running my hand over his firm abs. 

"Yes," Brad replied as he gently pinched my nipple.

"But there is one thing that I hold truly precious and sacred."

"Making love?"

"Yes honey. Brad will you please take me to bed and make love to me."

And he did. First surprising me by carrying me into the bathroom and drying me with a towel, and then carrying me to bed. Gentle sensuously Brad kissed and licked my mouth and breasts. We kissed and caressed for what seemed the longest time. And when Brad entered me and caressed my pussy with his cock, he kept telling me how wonderful and loving I was. It was emotional and deeply moving and when we shuddered in orgasm together, I just knew that this was us making a promise to never allow the spark for each other to dim even a little bit.

**********

On Tuesday for the first time on our vacation I slept in. "Maybe," I vaguely wondered as I drifted awake, "My deepest sleep for ages, perhaps since the children were born."

I reached out for Brad and fully woke up when I realised he was not in our bed and there was a smell of coffee in the room. 

Opening my eyes, I sat up and felt the sheet slip off my breasts. Outside beyond our bedroom veranda was the volcano, but my eyes were drawn to my husband's cute butt as he lent on the balcony railing, coffee cup in hand taking in the morning view. 

He looked so good, his regular exercising meant he still had the hot body I fell in lust and then in love with. I had seen a few guys nude before I met Brad, and subsequently had seen lots of hard bodied boys at the beach but he was still my favourite eye candy.

The clock told me it was under an hour till breakfast finished, but even so I was in no rush to stop my visual treat. But for me it was more than enjoying looking at his body. The last few days had been among the best in my life. As I sat on the bed, feelings of pure happiness flowed through me. Brad had seen something not quite right in our lives and had fixed it in the most wonderful way. 

After a few minutes Brad turned to see me sitting up staring affectionately at him. His eyes first went to my naked breasts and I saw his penis begin to stir. When his eyes then traveled up my body he saw my smile and the sweetest smile broke across his face.

"Hello sleepyhead. Like what you are seeing. Do you want some coffee?"

"So much Brad. You look so good and you mean so much to me. And yes I will have some coffee."

He walked over to the bed with just the hint of a strut in his step. A strut of confidence that was oh so sexy in my man. 

"Let's shower and get going or we will miss breakfast. I will take the coffee to the bathroom," he said before he placed a gentle loving kiss on my lips. 

I turned to watch his butt disappear towards the shower, as I called, "The outside one." 

"Yes," I said to myself, "The strut is back," before I quickly jumped out of bed and joined him as he turned on the outside shower. 

After a sip of coffee, we both reached for the soap and fortunately there were two bars. So simultaneously we began to rub the soap over the other' skin. Softly, gently, sensually touching each other. I could feel my pussy dampening with the tingling that accompanied Brad' touch. It must have been the same for him as his penis began to harden. 

It did not take me long to consider my husband perfectly clean which let me focus on his gorgeous cock. Lathering my hand with soap, I ran it up and down his shaft. 

"Brad," I said, "The strut is back."

Brad raised his eyebrows, clearly puzzled. "Brad, one of the thing I adore about you is the confident sexy way you have. And around me you sometimes have such sexy confident strut. You know I am into you and you know I would do anything for you. It is powerfully sexy and turns me on something wicked. But it has been a few months since I have seen it. And this morning it was certainly back." 

"And Brad," I whispered stroking his cock, "I want it to stay." Brad eyes closed and he moaned with pleasure. My soapy left hand began to caress his balls as my right hand continued to rub his hard and now quivering penis. 

"Come for me honey," I whispered.

Brad's arms went over my shoulders and he placed his hands against the wall. Moans of pleasure escaped his lips as I increased the pressure on his cock. "Oh my God, Ally," he moaned and I knew he was close. 

And he tensed and as he began to come I gently squeezed him in time with his ejaculation in a way that I just knew would intensify his pleasure. After he had finished coming, Brad kissed me and moaned, "That was wonderful. And now it is your turn."

"Yes please," I whimpered. 

Brad ran his finger gently along my pussy lips. My whole body shivered in anticipation. My arms went around Brad's neck as it gave me somewhere to hold onto as my legs began to feel a little rubbery. Brad caressed my damp pussy drawing moans of pleasure from me. And when he moved his attention to my clit, I could feel myself losing it. Holding onto his shoulders, my legs gave way and I closed my eye and surrendered into the orgasm that was approaching so fast. Every nerve in my body seemed to concentrate on what the tip of Brad's index finger was doing to my clit. 

A spark so intense seemed to pass from the tip of his finger to my clit and my whole body shuddered.

"Cum for me now," he commanded in his most sexy voice and that pushed me over the edge.

I shuddered as the intense orgasm rumbled through me draining me of strength. It took a while to recover my breath and for the strength to return to my legs. When I had recovered I unlocked my arms from Brad's shoulder and said, "Thank you lover."

"My pleasure sexy girl."

Brad took a moment to clean us up and then he hurried us to breakfast. Omelettes were on the menu for us both, clearly we both needed to build our strength given all our lovemaking.

As we walked back from breakfast, I asked about our day. 

"Let's spend time by the pool as we have a few hours before a night walk that I have planned."

"Sounds good."

"But Ally, make sure you wear the red bikini."

"Are you sure?" I was in two minds, it was more revealing than I normally wore in public but there again Brad so liked it.

"Very," Brad said firmly.

That decided it for me. "Mmm, Ok," I replied. That bikini was kind of skimpy. But I felt myself responding to the desire that was in Brad's voice. It was new and kind of erotic for me to be a little submissive. 

In our room I changed into my red bikini. While it was my only thong bikini the cut was not too micro and it did cover my pussy and nipples quite adequately. Still I felt a little bit more exposed than normal and a little nervous as I put my robe on over the bikini. 

I glanced at Brad quite intent on telling him he had to wear his swimming briefs and not his board shorts. But he had already put on the skimpier swimwear that we had bought in France and he smirked at me, "I read you mind Ally."

We wandered hand in hand to the pool and choose two central loungers. On our right were two younger guys and another couple our age, and on our left were two girls who had just arrived and were also setting themselves up. 

I slipped off my robe and quickly sat taking in the surroundings. I don't know why but the two young guys seemed gay to me. The other guy was engaged in conversation with his girlfriend and suddenly I felt less nervous about being on display. 

Brad whispered in my ear, "Don't worry honey. You look hot, but you are not exposing too much. You will be fine don't be nervous. One of the girls over there has a bikini just like yours." And it was true the younger of the two girls did have a black thong bikini on.

"Anyway," Brad continued, "I think it is sexy. Who cares what anyone else thinks."

I smiled at my loving husband, my nervousness diminished, and I got a warm sweet loving kiss as a reward. I put sun lotion on Brad and as he returned the favour I looked at the two girls on the left. Both wearing wedding rings they seemed close friends. But when the younger one in the black thong bikini applied sun lotion to the one our age lying face down on the sun longer she was more intimate than friendly, especially when her hand went under the floral bikini and massaged lotion into her butt.

"More than good friends, I think," whispered Brad.

"You like?" I whispered back.

"What? Rubbing lotion on your sexy body, or watching a girl rub another girl's butt."

"The latter, silly."

"Don't know why I'm silly. Running my hands over your body is my favourite thing."

"Answer the question."

"Yes it is kind of hot," Brad admitted.

"Goody, anything that gets you hot I benefit from."

"Do you think they are a couple?"

"It seems so."

I lay down on my front and Brad finished applying lotion by smearing it on my butt. Then he undid my top, saying that he didn't like tan lines. I closed my eyes and let the sun warm my back. 

After half an hour or so, I felt I had had enough sun on my back and so I retied my bikini and sat up looking at the surroundings. Brad was reading beside me. No one else had arrived though the swim up bar staff were a little more active. The couple next to us chose that moment to step into the pool. The guy had a nice body even though he was a little older. I smiled to myself, a little guilty of my light bitchiness. 

"What do you think," I whispered to Brad.

He looked up from his book, "Cute but she is not a patch on your sexy body."

I smiled, loving the compliment, "I might get a drink honey."

"Sure I might join you in a bit." 

I stood and stepped into the pool and gently swum up to the bar pursuing the drink list. The couple having being served their drink went to the far side of the pool. 

I was still pondering drink options when I was joined in the water on an adjacent bar tool by the girl in the floral bikini. She looked my age, and in an instant I had taken in the shiny engagement and wedding ring she was wearing. 

"So what are you having?" she asked.

"I am thinking of a beer but not sure what to choose."

"Bavarian is not bad, l had it last night."

"OK I might try that."

"Two Bavarians," she asked the bar tender. 

Once we were served I tasted the beer and it was good, light refreshing jut perfect for the day.

"Thank for the recommendation. This is good."

"Yes my girlfriend likes it..." she said before stopping and laughing.

"What I really mean," she continued, "Is my wife. I'm Summer by the way. Chloe and I were married last Friday. This is our honeymoon and I am still getting used to not using the word girlfriend."

"Congratulations. I noticed your shiny ring, and wondered. This is such a perfect place for a honeymoon. I'm Ally" 

"We are absolutely thrilled. So romantic. We are having a perfect time."

"Brad and I have only been here three days, and I am so in love with this place that leaving tomorrow will be so hard." 

"So why are you here, special occasion?"

I blushed a little, "Not really. Brad had the idea that we needed a romantic vacation away."

"And was he right?"

"Yes, he so was. He didn't tell me he had booked. Just turned up at work last Friday and I was sent to the limo by my boss." 

"That is so sweet."

"Yes. He arranged everything, hotel activities and even parents to look after our children."

"How many have you got?"

"Two little girls five and seven."

"Wow Ally, I thought you figure was good, but it is even more impressive if you have had two children."

I laughed, "Thank you, you sound like Brad. That is what he says."

We were joined by Chloe who ordered a margarita. "Hi," she said to me.

"Hi," I replied. Chloe was younger than Summer and I could not help but notice how tight and trim her body was and that it was beautifully set off by her black thong bikini, "Oh and congratulations, Summer told me that you are just married."

Chloe positively beamed, "Yes I am so happy and this place is perfect."

"Hey honey," said Summer, "Ally was telling me she has two daughters. And she still has the perfect figure."

"Yes I noticed. The red bikini is very sexy."

I blushed. It was new territory for me to listen to two women say how sexy I was. 

"This bikini is my husband's favourite. I am a bit nervous that it is too revealing but it certainly keeps his eyes focused on me."

"No, I don't think it is too revealing," said Chloe, "And it feels good to wear something your partner loves."

Chloe lent in to me and whispered conspiratorial, "That's why I am wearing this racy little bikini."

We both giggled and I looked over and saw Brad put down his book. I waved at him to come over to the bar and he stepped into the pool and swum over. I laughed to myself as I noticed the two guys sitting together check him out. 

Brad kissed me and ordered a beer, as he sat on the stool between me and Chloe. "So I hear you are the perfect spouse, surprising your wife with a romantic vacation," said Summer.

"I am not sure about perfect. But this is a great place to come as a couple."

"Hey honey, Summer and Chloe are just married and this is their honeymoon. "




Marriage Maintainance Pt. 02



"Congratulations, what a perfect place for a honeymoon," said Brad, "This place is designed for couples and privacy."

"Not all the time," said Chloe turning up her nose.

"How do you mean?" asked Brad.

"Last night we were having a romantic dinner out here by the pool and there was a couple in the water. The guy actually invited us back to their apartment to swim in their hot pool." 

"Maybe they were just being friendly?" I asked.

"No they were pretty blatant, the guy even mentioned that he had taken a performance pill, and the woman even managed to flash her boobs at us." 

"That is so outrageous," Brad exclaimed clearly annoyed, "What do they think marriage and honeymoon are actually about."

"Hey," I asked, "Were they Brazilian?"

"Yes why?"

"Oh my God, Brad that was the couple that talked to yesterday afternoon. You know Chloe, naive little me thought they just being friendly inviting us back, though Brad did wonder about their intentions."

"Well it seems they were trawling for partners," Summer observed.

"That is so wrong," said Brad, "Why would he ever expect two women on their honeymoon to participate."

"God knows. Maybe a fantasy."

"Maybe I am old fashioned," said Brad, "But I don't get it. While I think you are both incredibly attractive I would not disrespect either of our marriages by hitting on you."

I thought that was so sweet that I gave Brad a big hug. And to my surprise Chloe too gave him a little hug, saying, "That's because you are a good guy, not an arrogant shit."

Brad smiled at Summer, "Well to be truthful I did enjoy that hug."

"Hands off my wife buster," Summer said laughing, "You know I so can't get used to using the wife word."

We continued to chat as we finished our drinks. It was wonderful to see that Chloe and Summer were so obviously in love. There was a connection between Brad and Chloe and they gently teased each other.

After one slightly flirtatious exchange, I whispered to Summer, "You know it's usually me who is the chatterer, Brad is a little more reserved. It is good to see." 

"Chloe is actually very traditional in her views on love and monogamy. Seems like she has found a kindred spirit in Brad. You don't mind if he flirts?"

"Not at all. I trust him totally and I know he thinks our relationship is the most important thing in his life."

"For you too?"

"Absolutely. My marriage brings structure and is a platform for my life."

"It is so good to hear. I am so happy with Chloe and hearing about your strong marriage is an inspiration. Hey, why do you think my wife is looking closely at you husband's chest?"

"Well it is a gorgeous chest, but I will show you." I called Brad over and he stepped up to Summer and she looked down at the tattoo on his left chest above his heart."

"Allison, Katrina, Phoebe," she read out loud, "You and your daughters."

"Yes I love it. It is a permanent sign of his love. I have a tattoo too on my hip."

Summer put her arm around Chloe and kissed her.

"I know what you are thinking darling," said Chloe, "And the answer is yes, we so should think about getting a tattoo of each other's name." 

We had lunch sitting next to each other at the bar.

"So what are you doing tonight?" I asked.

"The main Italian restaurant," Summer said.

"You will love it," I replied.

"Give Claudia our love. Though she was a bit shell shocked by our banter and flirting," Brad added. 

"What are you doing?" asked Chloe.

"Night walk dinner and wine bar," Brad added. 

"You will enjoy it. We did that and liked it yesterday."

And we did. We went to a small rainforest reserve and were given torches and explored. Two sloths sleeping soundly, lots of little red eyed frogs mostly small, insects spiders and ants, and even a wild cat.

It was a perfect excursion. When we got back we ate at the buffet and went to the wine bar. I hadn't expected to taste such good wine from Chile and Argentina. 

I had a buzz going by the time I walked back to our room hand in hand with Brad. Happy and loving my time away, with just a hint of sadness that this was our last night here. But I suddenly decided that our last night in this romantic place was going to be super special for my man.

So when we arrived back in our room, I slipped off my dress and walked outside onto the balcony in only my thong and heels. Turning with my back to the volcano, arms spread on the railing I smiled seductively at my husband, 

"Do you like what you have seen? Your wife in a skimpy red bikini today and no bra at dinner last night. And now standing outside in the warm tropical air, topless."

A look of pure desire came over his face, "You are so sexy," he croaked.

"Seems everyone is telling me that today. You may be right honey but Bradley tonight it is all about you. I love this place, it a romantic treat for all the senses. And this is our last night and you my wonderful man can have any fantasy you want, well any fantasy that involves just you and me."

I sauntered back inside hips swinging and put my arms around my man. And ran my tongue oh so sensuously across his upper lip. He shivered with pleasure. 

"What would you like?" he asked.

"I would like your fantasy to come true," I whispered.

He paused and then smiled, "Go outside and face the volcano. Put your hands on the railing, and Alison."

"Yes?"

"You are not to take your hands off the railing."

I felt my pussy dampen with his words. I realised that sometimes I liked surrendering control. I walked outside one heeled foot in front of the other, knowing that my hips would swing in a most inviting way. 

The light in our room went off and I stood on the balcony bathed in moonlight facing the volcano. I placed my hands on the balcony and waited tingling with anticipation. And I waited and waited and nothing happened. Looking around I could see Brad sitting on a seat in our room.

"Who gave you permission to turn around," he asked.

"Nothing was happening."

"No Allison, something is happening. I am sitting enjoying looking at your gorgeous body. Face the volcano."

I turned my head, tingling knowing that Brad was watching me. After a few minutes I heard footsteps approach. I couldn't see but could feel Brad behind me.

"Do you know Ally, I am mesmerized by your front, you breasts and smile and hot little pussy. But I should spend more time appreciating your back. The softness of your shoulders."

With those words he ran a finger gently, lovingly across my shoulder.

"And your gorgeous long legs and firm butt. The thin line of you lacy thong disappearing in you shapely butt." His fingers traced a path down my back and caressed my butt.

"But most of all, the perfect symmetry, hips as wide as shoulders, thinner waist. I could spend all evening enjoying looking at your body."

His words were turning me on something wicked, and my thong was fast becoming a sodden mess. 

"Do you like me looking at you Ally?"

"Yes," I whimpered. 

"I like looking at you especially when you dress sexily like in you red bikini. But I completely love looking at you now. Are you horny?"

"You are getting me so horny, honey."

"Good," he replied. And I heard him sit on the outside chair only three feet from my butt.

"Are you going to tease me all night?" I asked.

"Not all night, just some of it. Because I think you like the anticipation."

"Do you? Are you hard?"

"Yes Ally. Ally close your eyes and tell me what you think."

I closed my eyes and suddenly my other senses were heightened.

"I can smell the humidity of the tropics, feel the air against my naked skin. I can almost literally feel your eyes run over me." 

Brad moved beside me and whispered in my ear, "Can you smell anything else?"

I blushed as I could smell something else. "Yes," I said meekly.

"Is it the same thing I smell Ally. Tell me" he ordered kissing my neck.

"I smell the scent of my own arousal."

"Me too, you are so turned on aren't you?"

"Yes something wicked."

"When was the last time you felt like this?" he asked a he gently caressed my nipples.

I thought about it and then I burst out laughing, "Oh my God, you are so clever. This I how I felt when we first started dating. Full of anticipation, full of desire, but standing back desperately waiting for you to move."

"Do you like having that feeling back?"

"Yes so much, if I was a cat you would be hearing me purr."

Brad gently bit my neck, "Welcome to my fantasy night."

His hand went to my waist and slid my thong down my leg. I stepped out of it and felt him pick it up.

"Turn around Ally."

I spun on my heel in time to see Brad bring my thong to his face and inhale deeply, "Did I do this to you, make you sodden with desire."

"Yes," I whimpered.

He reached out and ran his finger along my pussy. "Oh Brad," I moaned, "I am so sensitive."

He smiled and gently caressed my clit. And triggered a reaction so unexpected; from out of the blue I came and came hard."

"Wow Ally you were excited,"

"Yes your teasing has got me so worked up."

"Good because there is more in store."

Stepping back from me, he caught my eye and he oh so slowly undid his shirt buttons, and then his trousers. Deliberate undressing in a way that would tease and excite me. Before long he was in his boxers and when he slipped them down, I saw that he was as excited as me, standing rock hard.

He walked up to me and kissed me and whispered, "I so want you."

"Me too," I replied squirming so my pussy would come in contact with his erection.

"You ready for something new?"

"Yes," I whimpered, excited but now a little nervous.

"Turn around," he ordered.

And when I faced the volcano I heard him in our room rummaging thought out luggage. When he came back to the veranda he paused and waited. After a while I so had to speak.

"How do you want me?" I asked, my voice not hiding my enthusiasm.

"Bend forward."

I did knowing I was displaying my round butt provocatively. I even arched my back knowing it would accentuate the enticing effect.

Then I felt it a dribble of slippery liquid on my exposed ass hole. I imagined it was the lube I had got when I purchased my dildo.

"Oh," I squeaked at the feeling of the cold lubricant, as my asshole clench reflexively. "That's cold." 

"Sorry," Brad said softly, before placing a thumb at the base of my butt and running it upwards, spreading the lubricant over my now twitching, pink star. This was not something we had done much in our twelve years together but I wanted to go with my husband's desires.

"Mmm," I began to purr as he moved his thumb in small circles gradually adding more pressure and whispering, "You know that is kind of nice." 

Pressing down, he gently forced the tip of his digit into me, and I could feel my tight little muscles squeezing the invading thumb. 

"Oh Brad," I exclaimed as he replaced his thumb with his middle finger, allowing him greater depth into my butt. I confess I was a little surprised how good it felt. 

He started sliding in and out, my tight little asshole hugging his finger as it moved inside. I let out a gentle sigh of enjoyment as Brad dribbled more lube to the area around his half-buried finger. 

I looked back over my shoulder to see his hard cock throbbing with anticipation.

"Ally," Brad asked, "I have always wanted to make love to your ass."

I was so turned on, but Brad's words had made me a little nervous. Maybe it would hurt.

"You sure?"

"Only if you want," he replied.

"Yes Brad it is your desire and I will try. And it is something that I have wondered about. But I am nervous, just remember I am a virgin there."

Brad picked me up and carried me to the bed. He lay me down and I moved onto my side, butt exposed. Brad lay next to me and I felt him squirt some lubricant along the length of his cock. Tossing the bottle on the bed, his finger wiggled its way deeper in my butt before slowly withdrawing. 

Brad's cock slid between my butt cheeks, coming to rest at the entrance to my tightest little orifice. I closed my eyes and bit my lip in nervous anticipation, resting the side of my face on the bed. 

"Trust me Ally, if it hurts we will stop."

"Do it husband," I gasped clutching the bed sheets. "Make love to my butt."

Brad pushed forward, the head of his cock meeting slight resistance before slowly sliding through my muscular opening. A high-pitched moan escaped my lips as my butt began to swallow his shaft inch by agonizing inch. 

"Are you okay?" he asked when his cock was halfway inside the confines of my stretched little hole. 

"Y..yessss," I stammered, eyes firmly closed. Brad began to move his hips in short, undulating motions, sliding slightly deeper with every push. I reached between my legs and started rubbing my clit as his pace increased. 

"How does it feel?" Brad asked, his hands firmly gripping my butt cheeks. 

"Kind of good. And honey it feels kind of dirty too."

Deeper and deeper Brad slid, until soon his balls were pressed firmly against my pussy and his shaft deep inside me. It felt so indescribable but overall a good feeling having my asshole almost pulsing around his invading manhood.

Brad began with small, rhythmical movements, withdrawing a little more each time until his cock was sliding more freely in and out with long, steady strokes. I clutched the bed sheets and moaned with ever increasing intensity. My hand was still working frantically between my legs and I was approaching my second climax. 

"Cum for me," Brad muttered breath now more labored, "Cum with my cock in your cute ass."

Brad's words jut set me off, and I buried my face in the bed, stifling squeals of erotic pleasure as my body was wracked with a most intense orgasm. My butt clenched, gripping his cock around the base with long, forceful contractions as my orgasm slowly subsided. 

"Oh my god!" I gasped, raising my head from the bed, "That was intense. I've never had one that felt like that before. 

Brad began to slide his cock and started to pick up the pace, "Honey I might not be able to last much longer." 

"Oh yeah?" I said, glancing back over my shoulder totally caught up in the eroticism of the situation, "Are you going to cum in your sweet wife's virgin ass?" 

Brad was so clearly aroused by my words that he started to pump more quickly, "God Ally you feel so good." 

I giggled as I wiggled my ass, inching it further down his cock. "And now I am used to it you feel good there," I moaned. Brad's ragged breath told me he was close.

"Cum in my ass" I whispered and with a final groan, I felt an intense feeling course through my butt as his warm liquid filled my insides. 

"Wow," I thought as a smile crossed my face and I wiggled my ass in pleasurable contentment.

Brad took a deep breath and gripped my hips firmly as he slowly extracted his softening cock which slipped free with a lewd slurping sound, a small rivulet of semen escaped, dribbling out and dripping down onto my pussy lips. I let out a playful giggle and rolled over. 

"So..." I asked, exhaling slowly. "How was that?" 

"So good," he exclaimed, his face glowing with contentment. "And for you?"

"Better than I expected actually. It didn't even hurt that much." 

"Actually Ally that was really intense. I loved it."

"My pleasure. I love you so much, and ..." But the word never escaped my mouth a Brad kissed me tenderly then increasingly passionately.

"Come let's clean up," he said taking me by the hand and leading me outside to the shower. After we washed and cuddled some more under the shower we wandered inside to bed.

We lay in bed holding each other.

"Brad," I confessed, "I loved that we can find new things to explore. It is fun and certainly marriage enhancing. This is so going to continue at home."

"Yes there is a sexy adventurous side to both of us that we should let free from time to time."

Much to my amazement I still felt a little horny.

I ran my hand along his cock and it stiffened. Bradley Jones I whispered, "I want you to make love to me."

And in an instant his body rose above mine and I grabbed his penis and directed it to my pussy entrance.

"I love you honey," he whispered as he slipped into my very damp pussy.

"I love you too my gorgeous husband."

And Brad began to make love to me with long slow strokes. Powerful in command he started to play me like a musical instrument. Each movement drawing a perfectly choreographed response from my body. I drew my feet up on his lower back and surrendered to the artistry of my husband's love making. Appreciating the growing pleasure, l concentrated on the orgasm that he was skilfully drawing from me.

And when it crashed over me Brad stiffened and squirted deep in my pussy moaning my name.

"Wow I said as I snuggled in his arm, I don't remember the last time I had three orgasms in one evening. Everyone thinks you are a perfect husband and father. But only I know that you are a perfect lover as well."

"Only because you bring out the best in me."

"I loved your fantasy. I love all that you did tonight. I love you so much, sweet dreams."

"I loved your trust Ally, your desire and the new thing we have added to our marriage. I love you, sweet dreams too."

And we both drifted asleep, wrapped in each other's arms.



Marriage Maintainance Pt. 03



Monteverdi

I woke with the alarm that Brad had set for six thirty. But rather than jumping up I snuggled into my husband's back and let my fingers drift down the front of his body. As I expected his penis was beautifully firm to the touch. Memories of last night ran through my mind and I so could not resist running my hand up and down his manhood which sent a wave of desire through my body

Brad rolled over and faced me, "Good morning sweetheart," he whispered as his fingers caressed my nipples.

I pouted, "I don't really want to leave here."

"Yes this I perfect but we are in the cloud rain forest tonight. You will love that too."

"I know I will, but this place is just so romantic."

My hand stroked Brad's penis, "Perhaps we have time," he murmured.

"Sadly no," I pouted, "But honey last night was so good, I loved it."

"Me too, just a perfect night."

Reluctantly we got up and as Brad packed up I went to the outdoor shower. I washed and lingered in the shower enjoying the flowers and warmth, but also just being naked outside. After he had finished packing, Brad joined me in the shower.

"You really like this outdoor shower don't you," he observed.

"So much honey, out here I feel free, romantic and sexy."

"I don't know how we can replicate this at home though." 

Brad kissed me as the water splashed over our bodies. I felt his penis rise, but sadly there was no time. So I reluctantly whispered, "Latter tonight honey," and disentangled myself from Brad's arms and went inside to get myself ready to leave. 

After saying goodbye to our armadillo and leaving a sizable tip in the room, we went to breakfast and, after checking out, we waited in the lobby for our transport. The newly married couple were there waiting as they were also going to Monteverdi. 

A shuttle took us the short distance to the lake where we boarded a small boat. Brad and I sat holding hands as we crossed the lake watching the volcano slip into the distance. At one stage Brad got up and walked to the end of the boat to take photos of the mountain. Chloe joined him and I watched them chat about photography.

Summer joined me, "I didn't want to leave. That was such a romantic place."

"Me too," I replied, "Brad and I had a wonderful romantic night last night."

"Chloe and I talked about you two over dinner. We really admire the strength of your relationship. That is what we want for ourselves."

"You know Summer what this vacation has reminded me of is the importance of taking time to focus on the relationship itself."

"You don't mind me asking but do you mean sex."

"Yes and no. The sex is important and Brad reminded me last night just how passionate it can be after twelve years together. But it is more than that, it's also doing other fun things together, for us that includes walks and animal spotting, which builds closeness and love."

Summer laughed, "Chloe is good at passion, but I get what you mean. I have been with girls who are better in bed than out of it, but Chloe is both great in bed and so much fun out of it."

"That's why you love her, love is more than good sex. Which also means not straying. No matter how attractive someone else is, the idea of good sex without love seems hollow compared to good sex with the one you love."

Summer put her arm through mine, "Good advice. Can I ask? You don't seem at all concerned that we are lesbians."

"I like that you are obviously in love, and truthfully I love what you have said about my marriage. You get the joy of love. What's not to like about that?"

Summer gave me a hug whispering, "Thanks," and walked down to the end of the boat and put her arms around Chloe and whispered something in her ear.

Chloe looked at her so sweetly and they gently kissed before Summer hugged Brad and whispered something in his ear. He smiled and took a last photo of Summer and Chloe before returning to sit beside me, "You were offering marriage advice I take it."

"Just saying how I feel," I replied taking Brad's hand, "That resort was perfect, Brad. So romantic and a real tonic for us. I loved sharing it with you, loved what it did to me and loved what it did to you."

"Me too Ally. When we get back I want to keep these feelings alive. We are a great team perfectly suited and deeply in love. But more attention to romance is so important."

Brad paused smiled and whispered, "And the sex was wonderful too."

"Love, romance, sex make me feel so happy, and you are the best." 

"I would add trust to the list. I trust you never to do anything to hurt us."

I laid my head on Brad's shoulder and watched the volcano absolutely content. This man, no my man, was perfect for me. Recently I hadn't paid enough attention to maintaining our relationship, but Brad had not only noticed, he had also done something about it. And he had achieved something that I would not have thought possible, we had taken our relationship to a new level.

On the other side of the lake we disembarked and boarded a bus to Monteverdi. It was only forty miles so I imagined it would not take long. But I had not counted on the rough unsealed road. We meandered along through green fields, slowly climbing, and bumpily made our way up to Monteverdi.

We were the last people to be dropped off at our hotel which was out of town on the edge of the cloud rainforest. The hotel comprised two four story buildings which had more of a ski lodge than tropical resort feel to them. We checked in and got our tour timetable, but as our room was not ready we had lunch on the veranda of the restaurant. The view was magnificent as we were quite high above the trees and the town.

"What exactly are we doing this afternoon?" I asked.

"You will see," Brad replied.

"Rainforest?"

"Not really that is tomorrow. Something a little more edgy."

"Tell me," I pleaded.

"No," he replied as he kissed my forehead, "Patience is a virtue."

"I have discovered this vacation that you are a tease."

"And I have discovered that you like it."

"Sometimes," I happily murmured.

Our transport picked us up at two and then stopped at other hotel for a family with two older teenage children. 

"Come on dad you will enjoy it," the teenage girl said as we drove through the town.

"We will see," her father replied.

"Scared of heights?" her brother asked.

I looked at Brad and raised my eyebrows.

"Ok I can't keep our destination a secret much longer, we are going zip-lining."

I instantly felt a surge of excitement run through my body. Brad knows what an adrenalin junkie I am, never turning down even the scariest ride at amusement parks. 

After a short drive we arrived and were kitted out in safety gear. We waited with the family who came on our transport, for a gondola which took us up to the highest platform which must have been over one hundred yards high. Our instructor was young local woman called Candice not much older than the teenage girl in the family. Like girls everywhere they easily found things to talk about. 

We stepped from the gondola onto the platform and were greeted by another instructor. A guy this time, equally as young, and tall strong and good looking. 

"Eye candy," whispered Brad.

"Maybe," I replied, "But I am sure he will be more interested in that teenage girl."

He introduced himself as Sergio and began by pointing out the zip line below us. It was in three flights and while some of the line was visible other parts disappeared from sight in the cloud forest. He said that while both he and Candice would come down the zip-line with us, only Candice would accompany us on our hike down to the entrance. Sergio was the first to go down the zip-line.

"Who is going to go first?" asked Candice.

"I will if no one else wants to," I said eagerly.

And I soon found myself stepping off the platform. Holding tight I skimmed over the trees before the land fell away from under me. I felt like a bird as I flew over a deep canyon. Faster and faster I went, completely exhilarated. After about half a mile covered in what seemed like a handful of seconds, I skidded onto the next platform. Strong arms wrapped around me just in case I stumbled. 

"Not strictly necessary," I thought. But I couldn't resist a little seemingly uncertain step forward. Sergio kept his arms around me and whispered, "Best fun outside the bedroom don't you think."

I laughed, "Yes such a buzz. Maybe even better than sex."

"Not if you are with me I think," our cocky self-confident instructor said with a twinkle in his eye.

He let go of me and stepped forward in support in case Brad stumbled. Brad joined me flushed with excitement. I put my arms around him, "I loved it. You?" 

"God yes though the family with us had mixed view. I am not sure the dad really wants to."

The eighteen year old girl was next and I noticed that like me she got the full wrap around treatment from our instructor. "Our cute instructor seems very hands on with his female customers," I whispered to Brad. 

"You too?"

"Yes he is a very confident young man."

The brother and then father were more cursorily watched over by Sergio when they arrived, but the mother got a little hug when she stumbled on landing. The last to arrive was Candice and when she did, Sergio said, "The next run is the steepest. I will go first and at the end I will catch you to help you landing. Nothing to worry about, just surrender into the experience.

He smiled directly at me and set off. Brad whispered, "Not sure about him catching you."

"Surely you want me to be safe."

"Flirt."

"You bet."

I set off first again and after a slow start, the line just seemed to fall into the forest. I skimmed just above the trees exhilaratingly fast. Adrenaline always goes straight to my pussy and I could feel a little tingle, almost sexual, as I flew through the air. 

I looked up and could see the hot instructor on the platform. I let myself fall into his firm body. His arms went around me and he held me in place for a fraction longer than strictly necessary. He held my hand and let me step up to the next level, before outrageously saying, "That turned me on. What about you?"

His easy direct flirtatious manner told me he was good with women. "The ride was cool," I replied.

"The ride? I meant our embrace at the end," he smugly said with a wink. His confidence was kind of attractive.

I was amused to see that all the men got the simple treatment from Sergio but he was much more attentive to the teenage girl.

Again the instructor left first on the last zip line and I said to the teenage girl, "Why don't you go first."

As her brother was helping their dad with his equipment I went next. This was a slower gentler ride but enclosed in the cloud forest. It was just so beautiful and I loved the quiet and solitude of skimming through the forest. When I arrived at the final platform I got what really was an unnecessary hug and when I stood next to the teenage girl I noticed she looked very flushed.

"You ok?" I asked, "He didn't try anything inappropriate."

"He ran his hand over my butt," she stammered.

"Yes I'm not surprised. He seems very hand on with his female customers. But," I continued, "If you ever feel uncomfortable clearly say no. Flirting should only ever go as far as you are comfortable with."

"He is kind of cute."

"Oh he so is. But he is overconfident. Maybe fun for a night but not boyfriend material."

Once we had all arrived, Candice lead us to the start of a track that wound through the forest, over five swing bridges and back to the entrance. 

Brad and I set out holding hands.

"I loved the zip-line Brad."

"That a relief. Here it was me thinking it was Sergio."

"He is cute and has an easy confident, hands on way with women. The teenage girl found it over the top."

"And you?"

"The whole thing was such a buzz. Those types of physical rides are a bit of a turn on for me and when there is a hot confident guy, well let's just say you are going to get lucky tonight."

"As twice a night seems our new normal, lucky must mean three times tonight."

"I'm up for it. Are you? Or should I talk to the hot stud of an instructor," I said giggling.

"You don't need a hot stud, I can keep you satisfied."

"Bradley you are a hot stud, you have always been a hot stud. You keep me totally satisfied and best of all you are not even in the slightest bit an overconfident jerk, which I suspect Sergio is."

I turned and kissed my man. "I don't know what you have done to me Brad, all vacation I have been completely insatiable."

"Love romance sex and trust. Perhaps we better add lust to the list."

"Hey that gives me an idea, a deliciously wicked one," I enthusiastically said.

"What that?" 

"Well when we get back to our room you should be a hot overconfident stud having his wicked way with his wife."

"Would you like that?"

"God yes, it makes me moist just thinking about it. And I think we would both find it fun to explore lust a little more deeply."

Brad whispered, "You look so good. God I want to fuck you."

Fuck was not a word we used a lot and hearing it from Brad just was such a buzz. Exactly how I thought a confident guy would talk about me, "You saying fuck turns me on honey."

We walked hand in hand and crossed a swing bridge. As I peered over the side looking for animals, Brad jumped up and down causing the bridge to swing. I laughed "I don't scare that easily buster."

"My desire might scare you tonight."

"Maybe. Or maybe you might be surprised by just how much I want to be the object of your desires."

As we continued to wander, I was disappointed that we did not see many animals other than the odd spider and a file of leaf ants carrying more than their weight of leaves on their back. But I still had a big buzz from the zip line and I enjoyed just being with my husband. Feeling completely close to him. Loving being in love, loving the romance and so looking forward to a lustful evening. 

When we got back to our hotel our room was ready. It was a deluxe room on the top floor. Large bedroom with another four poster bed, a beautiful big bathroom. The shower was enormous with two shower heads opposite each other and a large glass wall, the lower half of which was frosted for privacy.

Outside on the veranda was a spa and a view to die for, over the top of the cloud forest. It was wonderful, perhaps not as romantic as the hotel in Arenal and certainly not as tropical. The temperature must have fallen ten degrees as we traveled up to Monteverdi.

"Another perfect choice, my darling," I said cuddling Brad.

"I can't take all the praise. This was our travel advisor's recommendation."

"She is so going to get thanked when we get back."

The light was beginning to fade and we stood on the balcony watching the world fall into darkness. Brad's arms went around me and I snuggled into him enjoying the firmness of his body and the softness of his hand as he stroked my arms.

We had agreed that we would eat in the hotel's restaurant and, once darkness had fallen, I extracted myself from my loving husband, saying "I have got to get ready. I have a hot date with and I have to dress to impress."

"What a coincidence, I have a date with a very hot girl. She is in for a wild night."

I felt myself shiver in anticipation. I let Brad shower first and once he had finished I collected all that I needed, kissed him and said, "No peeking mister. The bathroom is out of bounds for you."

As I got ready, I could feel my anticipation growing. I felt like I was going on a first date, all nervous but full of anticipation. But just like my last first date, with Brad over twelve years ago, I was so focusing on impressing. 

I had found that my sister had packed my gorgeous blue dress with a slit up the right side and I spent a lot of time deciding whether to wear a bra or not. A push up bra added cleavage which was a fantastic look. But finally I decided not to wear a bra, as I felt that would get Brad's full attention as the thin material would accentuate any movements my breasts made. 

Make-up and hair were just perfect and by the time I strapped on my heels I just knew I looked hot. Just knew that my date would be impressed and that I, and no one else, would have his full attention. Just knew his self-confidence would be reflected back in my confidence in my sexy look.

When I emerged from the bathroom Brad's eyes traveled up and down my body. I couldn't help but notice he looked so good, his tight fitting top perfectly accentuating his well-muscled body.

"Well you win," he smirked.

"Win what?"

"The hottest girl I have dated contest."

I smiled with what I hoped was a look of modesty, "What is the prize?" 

"I will give you a prize latter in the evening."

A smirk escaped my lips, "Hope it is worth waiting for."

Deep down I was excited, loving the banter and the little element of role play. I took Brad's arm and we went to the restaurant, which was romantically set out. Very subdued lighting and candles on each table.

The hotel brewed their own craft beer which thrilled Brad and he ordered pale ales for us. 

"You look good, Brad that shirt suits you."

"So do you, just beautiful. I so love your underwear."

"You can't see any underwear."

"Exactly. That is what I love about it."

With each course we chatted and flirted.

I was getting turned on something wicked. And Brad my cocky date couldn't resist pointing it out, "Have I got anything to do with you nipples poking hard against your dress?"

Yes you so have I thought, but I answered, "Just feeling the cold."

"Maybe, or maybe your nipples are betraying your desire," said in an oh so confident voice.

I shuddered loving the whole situation, "Your nipples aren't hard"

A completely cocky smirk played across Brad's face, "I'm hot. And it's not hard nipples that betray my desire."

We locked eyes and as we finished our drinks, Brad oh so casually suggested, "Let's go back to my room. It's warmer there." 

Brad went to the bathroom and I stood in the bedroom with my heel on the wall which exposed my entire leg was. I let my zip slide a little so my cleavage was even more outrageous, and waited for Brad.

Brad opened the bathroom door and stood just drinking in my sultry overexposed look.

"You look even hotter Allison."

"Why thank you sir. I hear you are pretty hot yourself."

"What is it exactly that you hear," Brad said smiling confidently.

"Just that you have a big reason to be confident around women," I teased relishing the surge of excitement the filled my body at those words.

"Oh I do," Brad replied smugly, and I felt my heart pound in my chest, my mind beginning to swim in with lust. 

"Prove it" I said playfully, and felt a bolt of lightning in my pussy.

Brad's eyes smoldered with desire and I honestly thought that I had never felt so lusted after in my whole life as I did right then. For both of us the desire that had built up all day had just ignited.

Brad stepped up to me and for a moment I was afraid he would rip my best dress from my body. But he got a hold of himself and spoke firmly with an edge of aggressiveness, "Let me show you." 

Brad's lips met mine and I kissed him back gently at first, tongues softly caressing each other.

Then Brad pressed me hard against the bedroom wall and I parted my soft, lipstick-covered lips to let his tongue dart hungrily into my mouth. Moaning I kissed my husband back passionately, our tongues dancing in each other's mouths.

One of my hands gripped Brad's shoulder and the other trailed down his hard chest to grab his waist, pulling him firmly against my hips which pressed me even harder against the wall. Moaning into Brad's mouth, I loved the feeling of being absolutely his for the taking.




Marriage Maintainance Pt. 03



I broke the kiss and smiled a deeply dirty smile as I pushed Brad back from the wall and noticed the confusion on his face.

"You wanted to show me something," I purred erotically as my hand fell to the waistline of his trousers. Suddenly Brad's confusion vanished as he stepped back to the bed and grinned at me. 

"Show me. I know you've been wanting to all night long."

"You want to see," Brad replied smugly as he took hold of his trousers as he looked at me lustfully. 

My smile turned sultry, "I'll take my dress off, when you show me my prize." 

I dropped my eyes hungrily as Brad oh so confidently and calmly began to unbutton his shirt and unzip his trousers, like he had all the time in the world. 

First his shirt then his trousers hit the floor, and he took hold of his boxers, I felt another surge of horniness. But when he smugly pushed his boxers down and let his semi-hard cock free, the blazing lust in my pussy matched the expression of absolute desire and wonder at seeing his wonderful cock. Though I had seen it many times before, the situation meant all I could do was stare before looking up to see Brad's cocky grin.

"You like?" He asked smugly, and with another quick glance at his gorgeously thick cock, I smiled dirtily and nodded.

"Well, I guess it's my turn," I purred erotically as I deftly snaked my arms behind me to reach for the dress's zip.

That of course pushed my breasts out as I arched my back, and I giggled at the increased desire on Brad's face. It was good to know that he was as desperate for my body as I was for his. 

"You said earlier that you loved looking at my breasts," I teased and Brad's smile became even hungrier, "Well how do feel about viewing all of my body, especially my hot little pussy."

I let one strap fall from my shoulders, "And then I'm going to fall to my knees in front of you and suck your gorgeous cock." 

Then I slid the other strap down cupping my firm breasts as my dress fell to my feet and said in my most sultry voice, "And then you can fuck me, however you want, for as long as you want, until I beg and scream for you to stop."

Brad's cock was now enormously hard and I whispered, "Everything you ever dreamed of?" as I slipped off my thong and stood in all of my glory before him, naked except for black heels, and the gold necklace and bracelet that Brad had given me after the birth of each child.

Brad just nodded and I slowly and sexily, swayed over to him so that my large breasts were only an inch from his chiseled chest and his ragingly-hard cock lightly touched my naked stomach. 

"You want me Brad?" I teased breathlessly. 

"God, yes," He moaned back. 

I smiled, "I want you too. All day I have wanted my sexy boy to fuck me. But Brad, do you want me to first suck your big cock?"

"God yes, get on your knees and suck me Ally" Brad almost growled with desire. I knelt and wrapped my fingers around his thick, hard cock, which sent a flood of fire bursting through my pussy.

"Your cock is so gorgeous," I said as I gently lowered my wet mouth around Brad's thick and pulsing cock. My tongue playfully flicked, and then danced, hungrily across and around the sensitive head. And then I stuffed as much of Brad's cock into my mouth as I could, slowly bobbing back and forth, sucking as firmly as I could.

Locking eyes with my husband again, I once again began licking around the sensitive tip, alternating between loving kisses and gentle, passionate sucks, as Brad breathed harder and lifted one hand to begin stroking my hair.

The smugness had gone from his grin and was replaced by a look of absolute pleasure, "You're so good at this"

"I know I am good. I want to please my hot stud of a husband," I whispered seductively, "And Brad do you want to fill my mouth with your hot cum?" 

Brad could only moan in response as my tongue danced around the sensitive head of his cock.

"Oh God," Brad grunted and rolled his eyes backwards for a moment, before he once more looked down at me smugly as he growled, "Do you like sucking my cock Ally?" 

I nodded as best as I could around my mouthful of hard cock, before I sucked more firmly and once more slid my lips down to meet my hand as it pumped furiously up and down the rest of his thick shaft.

"You're good. Best blowjob ever."

"Then cum for me Brad?" I purred erotically, panting heavily from my fervent worshiping of his cock.

I felt Brad's balls suddenly tighten as my mouth enveloped his cock. And then he exploded, pumping rope after rope of cum into my mouth. And I, being a good little cocksucker, concentrated on sucking and swallowing his whole load

Brad drew me to my feet and kissed me, "You are so good at that my horny wife. But this stud before he fucks you is going to do magical things to your hot damp pussy. Would you like that Ally?"

"God yes," I moaned. 

"Are you desperate?"

"Yes," I whimpered.

Brad pushed me onto the bed. I gazed up at him enveloped in a fog of lust. 

"I am the best pussy licker you know. Are you prepared for ecstasy?"

"God, yes Brad. Do it. Make me cum."

A sudden tingling-blaze ran through me as Brad dropped to his knees and ran his tongue across my pussy lips. And then he began to lap at my pussy, not delicately as he usually did, but firm and hard smearing my juices over my pussy and his face.

"Oh God, so good."

Brad looked up, "So you like this little wife. Teasing and tempting your man all day. Getting him so all he wants is to ravish you."

Ravish, what a wonderful word. Yes that is exactly what I needed. "Ravished, you going to ravish me, little me?" said in my best innocent voice.

Brad smiled with a look of pure cocky desire. "First seemingly innocent wife, I am going to ravish you with my tongue and then my cock."

I sighed in happiness. Brad's inner stud was always present but tonight it was fully out to play.

"Take me. No mercy."

A look so wicked passed over Brad's face. It stirred something primeval in me. My pussy leaked in desire, desire for this completely hot guy.

Brad's lips went straight for my clit and he ran his lips and tongue over my sensitive nub drawing a moan of joy from me. Two fingers slipped into my moist pussy and, with an ease that spoke to their knowledge of how to pleasure a woman, firmly pressed against my g-spot. Brad's fingers and tongue went to work. He was firm, in control, and with a final moaned, "Ravish me," I slipped into ecstasy mumbling incoherently.

A powerful orgasm was quickly building in me. Not teasing, just pure unadulterated lust from my husband was now driving it. And when it crashed over me, the intensity made me dizzy. I pushed my hips into Brad's mouth and his tongue and fingers pushed back riding me through my moment of joy.

Brad kissed his way up my body and mashed his mouth to mine. I could not hold the kiss for long as the orgasm had left me breathless.

"God you are good," I stammered.

"I know," he smugly replied.

Even though I had just cum my pussy quivered with desire. A smile spread across my lips as I sexily asked, "Good enough to be ready to fuck me."

Brad rolled off me and moved up the bed where he rested his head against the headboard. I rolled on to my front and looked up at him. He smiled smugly took hold of his hardening cock in one hand. He was waiting, waiting for me to come to him. To come to him and be fucked. This was turning me on so much.

"Brad," I purred, "Do you like it when I say fuck."

"God yes Allie."

"You've been wanting to fuck me all day," I began to say in a horny, sultry tone as I slowly, sexily, and teasingly crawled over to him, "But first I want you to watch as I ride your cock, watch as I fuck myself on you, while you watch my breasts bounce." 

I swung one slender leg over his stomach, kneeling up above him in all of my glory. "And then," I teasingly continued, running my hands over my hard nipples, "Then you get to put me on my back and fuck my brains out until I'm weak in the knees."

I reached beneath me and wrapped my fingers around my husband's cock and directed it to my burning-hot pussy, and I began to impale myself on his shaft.

"Mmmmmm" I gasped sexily as the thick head suddenly pushed into my tight pussy.

I don't know whether it was real or my imagination but Brad felt bigger tonight, as inch by inch he slowly stretched my pussy as I lowered myself down until, with a surge of pleasure, I sank all of his rock solid cock deeply and fully into my pussy.

"God," I breathed again, resting my hands on his strong wrists as his hands stroked my thighs, before adding with a small, playful laugh, "Seems you are ready for me after all"

That comment made Brad's self-satisfied smile deepen and shivers of desire shot through my body and I let myself relish the feel of his cock balls deep inside me.

With that, I slid my husband's hands up from my thighs, over my stomach, and onto my breasts and when he began squeezing firmly a bolt of lust shot down to my quivering pussy.

"You need something to hold onto while I fuck myself," I purred, "Be gentle," and Brad and I grinned; both of us so knew that wouldn't happen.

I began to slowly rock my hips back and forth, gently sliding Brad's thick cock almost out of my pussy before plunging back down, then gently rotating my hips, working my pussy in an amazing feeling circle. My whole body tingled and shuddered. A short, soft moan escaped my lips as my eyes remained locked with his and his hands continued to firmly massage my nipples. 

"God Ally, your pussy is so tight"

"Do you like watching me fuck myself on your magnificent cock, Brad?" I breathed between soft, lustful moans as he gave my breasts a firm squeeze, then pinched my nipples. Shots of pleasure went straight to my clit and I began to ride him harder. 

Brad's grin was almost triumphant and he slapped my bare ass hard, growling, "Yes honey. Ride my cock hard and then I am going to throw you on your back and ride you harder."

Both the slap and his words set a fire within me that immediately had me leaning hard on his chest and bouncing up and down, as furiously and as relentlessly as I could. 

The grin of triumph on Brad's face made my pussy burn all the hotter, and I leaned closer to gently kiss his lips. "I am all yours," I said, kissing him my whole body burning with lust, "To ravish."

Hearing those words Brad abruptly rolled me on my back. I lay across the bed on my back, with hair falling over the edge of the bed, and my legs locked around Brad's waist. He began to relentlessly pound his cock into my pussy. I passionately dragged my nails down his back as he held himself above me, and bucked my hips excitedly up to meet his hard and powerful downward thrusts into me.

Brad slammed his cock deep into me over and over again, grinning as he ravished me, doing what I had asked. Each thrust was driving my ass deep into the soft mattress and causing the bed to shake. It was utter pleasure, and I could feel the fast-approaching orgasm. The force of the fucking he was giving me had me moaning loudly, almost constantly and totally incoherently.

"...Ummmmm, yeah... oh God, you're amazing...ohhhh ummmm, you fuck me so good...ummmm yeah...ohhh, I've never been ravished this good ohhhhh, fuck ohhhh Brad yes!"

Harder and harder he rammed his cock home, pulling almost completely out of my increasing well-lubricated pussy before slamming back in so hard, so quickly, "Oh God yes Brad, I'm close."

"God Allie I'm gonna cum soon," he groaned harshly.

My head was spinning and body felt on fire. This felt so good and I could feel the most earth-shaking orgasm fast approaching. The sight of my hot, good-looking naked guy above me, so strong as he held himself above me, fucking me within an inch of my life drove surges of immense pleasure through my body.

I began to scream wildly as I madly clawed at Brad's body as my whole world began to spin, my pussy tingling with bolts of lightning that lanced through my entire body. This was it, "Oh fuck Brad I'm cumming."

With the last word my world erupted in a blaze of pure pleasure, my vision filled with every light imaginable and I screamed loudly from the bottom of my soul.

Less than a heartbeat later my climax exploded into another mind-shattering orgasm as my husband screamed, "Oh Fuck Ally.." and his cock deep inside me blasted cum deep into my pussy. After what seemed like an eternity Brad collapsed heavily on top of me as we both lay there on the bed panting but oh-so content.

We closed our eyes relishing breathlessly our post-orgasmic bliss, with Brad's slowly-softening cock buried within my pussy, I enjoyed the feel of my bare breasts pressing against his chiseled chest. 

"God that was good," Brad breathed heavily with a smug smile that reflected his pleased tone.

"That was," I smiled sweetly and lovingly, "Absolutely fucking wonderful." I tingled with the pleasure that my sweet smile and dirty words brought to Brad's face.

"Enjoy yourself I take it?" he joked and I smiled as I gave him my, obviously I just screamed my head off and came so hard, look.

"Brad it a long time since I've been fucked that hard" I breathed with a deep, happy, and oh-so-impressed sigh, before she smiled playfully at him "You really know how to make a girl's night fun"

Brad laughed before he replied. "You should talk, damn I've never had so much fun working so hard in a long time."

I couldn't help but smile, "But we'll definitely have to try ravishing again."

"Want some more already?" he smugly asked, and I glanced up to his face and laughed softly before resting my head on his solid chest and taking hold of his soft cock.

"Not quite yet stud," I teased with a giggle as I stroked his soft cock, "You've made me too weak at the knees for that just yet."

"And another thing," Brad added, "When I planned this vacation I thought tomorrow would be your favorite day. So maybe we had better get some sleep."

"Ok honey, I loved tonight. I was so horny and you were so good. I love you so very much."

Brad gently kissed me, "I loved tonight too. You are so sexy and so much fun too. I love you my gorgeous. Sleep tight."

I drifted off to sleep completely happy wrapped in my husband's arms.

**********

Our alarm went early and we both got up together and went to the bathroom.

"Hey we can use the shower together," Brad said as he turned on both nozzles. I stepped under the warm water which felt wonderful as the air was a little cooler than at Arenal. Turning I looked at Brad who was facing me with his eyes closed, letting the water run over his hair. I stared loving the view and the flutter in my pussy my gorgeous husband always caused.

He opened his eyes and smiled at me and I smiled back. His penis stiffened a little.

"You know honey, one of the things I like most about boys is that we girls don't have to wonder if you are into us. One look at me and you are getting hard."

Brad smiled wickedly and ran a soapy hand over his even stiffer penis.

"That's because you are sexy. Now that you have created this, what are you going to do about it?"

I wandered over seductively and gently kissed him, "Nothing big boy. You said this might be my favorite day and even your gorgeous cock is not going to stop me getting to the cloud rainforest."

Brad sighed in mock exasperation, "Cock tease."

"Maybe now," I said as I picked up a towel, "But later on I will make it up to you. However you have got me thinking."

"About what?" Brad asked as he started to dry himself.

"You know how we talked about redecorating our bedroom and bathroom. Our bathroom is big enough for a shower with two nozzles. Then we can shower together. What do you think?"

"Good idea, yes it would work. There is enough room. Let's do it as our spring project."

I was really happy with the bathroom idea, it would make our personal space a little more romantic. We quickly dressed and went for breakfast before our transport arrived. As we started down the drive from the hotel, our driver suddenly stopped, "Look up in that tree. There are two toucans."

We crept quietly out of the car and just looked. The two beautiful birds were sitting quite high but still easily visible. Brad dug out our binoculars and we both had a good long look at the wonderful birds before they flew off.

"They come to that tree fairly regularly. Look out for them tomorrow," our driver said.

"Well that was a perfect start," I whispered to Brad.

"Yes it didn't take much for me to arrange."

I laughed and gently smacked his arm as we sat back and enjoyed the drive up to the entrance to the cloud forest proper.

When we arrived we waited by the entrance when Brad whispered, "Look at this Allie."

A beetle had landed on his arm and it was beautiful, golden all over it looked like a piece of jewelry. I am not so fond of insects but this one took my breath away.

Once through the gate we were in the cloud forest and in the dense vegetation it was suddenly cooler, damper and darker. Brad and I walked along hand in hand looking at the plants, but keeping an eye out for animals. We saw four small cute bats asleep on the underside of a large leaf.

Hummingbirds flitted through the trees but when we got to a clearing we saw a number of people looking skywards. We stopped and then I saw them, a pair of the most beautiful birds. Quetzal someone said. The closer bird was green with a red breast. But the far bird which was the same colour had a huge tail like that of a peacock though mainly green.

"Guess that's the boy," said Brad, "Cute tail to attract the girls."

"He is so beautiful," I whispered. We spend a long time just watching the birds until they flew away. 

"Oh Brad you were right, I love it here. This is such a good day."

For the next two hours we wandered up to a waterfall and back seeing more birds, insects and spiders. We even saw three coati foraging for food on the forest floor.

"Girls," said my husband, "The boys are solitary."

"Studying biology in your spare time?"

"Done a little research on the animals, but my main biological interest this vacation is the mating habits of a certain female."

"I have noticed. And what have you concluded on these mating habits?" 

"I haven't been able discern preferred habits. The horny little minx loves everything, preferably as often as possible with her mate." 

"You are so right. I do love everything. The last two days have been special. Last night was a sexual blast."

"My pleasure."

"Mine too I think you'll find." 

Not long after we arrived, hand in hand, at the entrance. Birds of prey circled overhead, but I was more excited by the sugar drinks in trays in the trees. Hummingbirds flew in and hovered as they drank the nectar. Not just one type but a number of different hummingbirds.

On the way back to our hotel we asked the driver to drop us in town. We wandered the shops and found some good quality wooden gifts for our parents and lots of little presents including stuffed toys for our daughters. 

We saw a restaurant that had been built around a full grown fig tree. Unusual surrounds but it looked good so we went in and ordered a drink.

Just as we sat, Brad waved and I looked up to see Summer and Chloe. They came over drink in hand and sat with us. 

We chatted about our respective days and I found out they had gone on a coffee tour and were going to the rainforest tomorrow. They were happy with their accommodation which sounded just as romantic as the hotel in Arenal. 

We ordered dinner and wine and continued to chat with Summer and Chloe. It was so sweet finding out about the start of their relationship and the nerves Summer felt early on as realised just how much the younger woman meant to her.

"I so know what you mean," I commented, "I had dated before but I was a nervous wreck after my early dates with Brad. Not only could I have so easily broken my rules and slept with him on the first date, but it scared me just how much of a connection we had. Not that I was afraid of the feelings but scared they might not be reciprocated."




Marriage Maintainance Pt. 03



"And there I was at home think you were both the hottest and nicest girl I had ever been with," added Brad taking my hand.

"And you still feel that way don't you," Chloe.

"Yes I do," Brad replied, "How do you know?"

"Well not to be vain, but I get told I have a hot body. And at the pool the other day I had my sexiest bikini on mainly for Summer's benefit. And Ally looked so hot in her sexy bikini. But you Brad looked at me clearly liking what you saw which was cool, but when you looked at Ally it was total love and desire. I thought it was so sweet that you thought she was the hottest girl at the pool."

"Well I guess I am transparent," Brad smiled, "You know that I do think you two are completely gorgeous, but no one beats Ally."

As the server took our plates, we said our goodbyes and promised to catch up with them sometime. 

We walked hand in hand back to our hotel and when we got back to our room as Brad was looking in our bags for something, I slipped into the bathroom. 

Brad joined me in the bathroom just as I had finished and I kissed him and went into our bedroom. And I instantly noticed it. There lying on the bed was my dildo obviously placed there by my husband. 

I quickly undressed, and got on the bed propping myself up with pillows against the head board. Half sitting, half lying on the bed, I watched myself in the opposite mirror. I ran the vibrator over my nipples. They hardened. Then down my belly and lightly over my pussy lips. I moistened. Even though I had done this at home, and for Brad sometimes it was the first time I felt that I might be on display. I liked the feeling.

The bedroom door opened and I tightly closed my legs. Brad stopped in the door and stared. "I found this on the bed. Does my naughty husband want a show," I purred in my most sultry voice, "Get undressed and join me."

Brad quickly undressed and lay facing me on the bed. He was firm but not fully hard. Looking up at Brad I could see him looking intently. I smiled at him and he leaned in and kissed me.

Brad ran his tongue around one of my nipples. I felt a tingle of pleasure and I reached out to stroke his hardening cock. He looked up at me and smiled, moving his lips to mine and running his tongue along my bottom lip. My mouth opened and he pressed his tongue in to me and kissed me with feeling and passion.

Turning my vibrator on, I ran it over my nipples. The vibration caused a tingle that went straight from nipple to clit. "Mmm," I moaned. It was so sexy hearing myself moan and watching the look of wonder on Brad's face. 

"Like what you see," I whispered running the vibrator over my nipples again.

"Yes," Brad croaked.

"Want to see more?"

"Please," almost begging.

I slowly spread my legs uncovering my pussy to Brad's lustful gaze. He moved down the bed to watch my flower unfolding. Brad's cock hardened and stood up straight and proud.

"You like seeing my wet pussy?"

"Oh God," Brad groaned his hand moving to grasp his cock.

"No touching yourself, mister," I ordered, "For the moment you just get to watch."

The vibrator trailed its way down my stomach and across my firm stomach and pussy.

"Brad, do you like the thought of you wife pleasuring herself?"

He moaned a simple, "Yes," and I ran the vibrator across one thigh then the other. Then across my pussy lips, and I moaned when it touched my clit. It felt so hot holding my throbbing vibrator against my clit. 

Catching Brad's eye, I whispered, "Do you want your horny wife to pleasure herself?"

"God yes please," he begged. The desperation in his voice made me even wetter. Slowly inch by inch I slipped the pulsating large invader into my pussy. 

I watched myself and watched Brad watching me. My left hand caressed my nipple and then pinched. I yelped with pleasure. All the time moving the pulsing vibrator in and out. 

But I needed more, "Brad get the lube," I demanded. 

When he got it. I asked, "Brad please put some on the vibrator and on my clit."

He put some lube on his left hand rubbed it onto the vibrator and then my clit. I sank another inch of slippery vibrator into my pussy.

"Oh Brad, I'm stuffed fill of artificial cock."

I slipped the final inch of vibrator into me with one hand and with the other hand plunged my fingers to my clit. Brad was rock hard and breathing deeply. I felt so wanton and almost slutty. Displaying myself for my gorgeous husband. 

"Do you like honey?"

"God yes, cum for me Ally." That was enough to push me over the edge. 

Plunging my vibrator in and out, I stoked my clit, threw my head back and came with a long drawn out moan. 

I lay for a moment gathering my breath. When I opened my eyes, Brad had moved close to me and lent down and kissed me.

"Hey," I whispered. I loved doing that for you."

"And for yourself?"

"Oh yes. But honestly I have so loved everything about today both the forest and the animals, just being with you. I am blessed that you love me and so doing things you like makes be really happy."

I wrapped my hand around his stiff cock, "I like to do things that make you happy too. But when we both get a shared idea that can be magic. Anal one night fucking the next."

I giggled as I continued to run my hands along his cock, "What were our five words? Love, romance, sex, lust, and trust. I love exploring them with you. We are so going to make sure we keep doing so when we get home." 

"Deep down I thought," Brad continued as I reached for the lube, "That once you realised that we, and it is we honey, had allowed busyness to take over our lives you would react. Your idea for the shower is great."

My now lubed hand ran up and down Brad's cock squeezing gently. He moaned. I slowed down my movements not wanting the intimacy of our conversation to stop.

"You know Brad that you are fundamental to my happiness. When I realised just how much I got from intertwining our lives, how much having a rock solid emotional base meant to me, was the most important day in my life."

"When exactly was that?" he moaned as my hand slipped up and down his shaft.

"I had been at work six months and we had been dating a year. I was sure you were the one, but when I was told I had successfully completed my probation period and was promoted, I didn't go out with my colleagues. I rushed to your place to tell you. And do you remember how you reacted?"

All the time my slippery hand had been massaging his penis and he moaned a barely sensible, "Yes we went out to that expensive French restaurant. Oh God Allie that feels good."

"More than that you were thrilled and took me out to celebrate at a place we could barely afford. And the penny dropped for me, the thing I liked most was sharing my successes with you, and you were so happy for me and for us."

My slippery hand caressed his balls drawing another sigh of pleasure, "It was that night I realised we were forever, and that night in bed was the most emotionally wonderful sex of my life, well up to then at least."

I ran my fingers up to the sensitive spot at the back of his cock and squeezed gently, "Oh God Allie, I remember looking down at you that night and your eyes shone with happiness and the gentleness and love in your words blew me away." Another moan and I felt my husband slip away from our conversation totally focused on his pleasure.

I was so happy that he remembered, and I whispered, "Cum for me my love, enjoy."

I stroked and squeezed him just like I knew he loved. With perfect timing I squeezed just as he began to cum drawing a gasp of pleasure from him. Gently squeezing in time with his orgasm so intensified his pleasure.

Brad snuggled up to me, "You know things changed after that night we went to the French restaurant. It was like you were more certain and everything was about us. And I realised that us was how I wanted to be too."

"And it has been us for twelve years," I added, "Well up to this week, when you took matters into your own hands. And I trusted you and you were right. Perfect decision, one we will both look back on happily."

We kissed gently but with emotion. And my hand drifted to his slippery cock. When he hardened I had a very good idea. I got on all fours and pointed my butt towards Brad. Placing my knees on the edge of the bed I rested on my elbows with my butt in the air, invitingly I hoped. I was in the position which often seemed to feel as if Brad was even deeper inside me. I looked back straight and whispered, "Take me."

And he did. With one deep strong push and he was in me, his stomach hitting my butt. Inside deep and pulsating. Brad moaned and began to make love to me, more slowly than last night. His excitement more gently building if his moans were anything to go by. Much to my delight I could feel a second orgasm building in me. And then Brad's thrusts slowed even more, and I knew he was so very close. I squeezed my vagina as tight as I could and he moaned again. That triggered a shot of pleasure in me and I knew I was close too.

And then Brad paused and drove into me. Deep and pleasurable. Then his cock pulsed inside me and feeling him cum set me off. I screamed, more shrill that Brad's moans, as we both came together. 

I lay on the bed regaining my breath deeply satisfied. My last thought as Brad turned off the light and snuggled up to me was, "Wow, I love this, every night is so good and so intense." 

I woke with the alarm and found myself snuggled up to Brad's back. Though we had set the alarm we did not have to hurry as our transport did not leave till ten. Brad stretched and rolled over to face me and his arm went around me. I felt the pressure of a morning erection in my thigh.

"Good morning, gorgeous girl."

"Good morning to you handsome. Is that a gun around you waist or are you just pleased to see me."

Brad laughed, "I am always pleased to see you."

"If you are always erect like that when you see me, you must have some drama in public with me."

He smacked my bottom and I giggled. "Hey honey," I continued, "Can we check whether the toucans are in the tree?" 

We got up and walked hand in hand onto the balcony. It was a bit cooler than at Arenal and we cuddled as we scanned the horizon.

Suddenly Brad went inside for the binoculars, and when he came back he said, "I thought so. Look on the far tree at the end of the property."

Looking through the binoculars, I searched and then I found them. Two toucans sitting in a bare tree in the early morning sun. They were beautiful and Brad and I spend a few minutes looking at them. And then much to my excitement they flew in our direction and perched in a tree that was very close to us. For about fifteen minutes we watched them preen themselves, and Brad even got a few photos. It was just the bet sighting we had of these beautiful birds.

When they flew away we went inside and as we were just a little cool, Brad suggested that we use our double headed shower. Inside the huge shower I looked out the glass wall to see if I could see any birds. But sadly nothing significant was flying by.  

Brad turned on both showers and soon there was warm water and plenty of steam that clouded the window. We both wet our hair under our individual shower, which meant we were facing each other. As I washed my hair I kept looking over at my husband and felt another surge of emotion run through me. Feeling of happiness, gratitude, a little lust but most of all love. He opened his eyes after he had rinsed the shampoo of his hair and caught me staring. He smiled lovingly and I melted a little more and walked over to him, "Help me rinse off my hair honey."

And he did bathing my head with water and gently managing me at the same time. When he was done he leaned forward put his arm around me and gently kissed me.

"Ally when was the last time we had this much sex in a week."

"Before the children obviously. Maybe in Europe, but definitely on our honeymoon."

"I have loved this week. Fun and relaxing but also erotic and loving."

"One of the best weeks of my life. I feel so close to you."

"Me too. Do you think we have time for some loving this morning?"

"You know honey when I set the alarm last night, I thought if we wake up early there is time for toucans and I am excited we saw them. But," I whispered "I am now not sure we have left enough time for me to be ravished by my man."

We dried ourselves and Brad kissed me, "You know," he said, "The key is making time when we can, but just enjoying being with each other when we can't. Our children who I love so much, will constrain our love life and I am happy with that."

"I am finer with going home tomorrow. I feel we are in a good place and I so miss our kids."

After breakfast and checking out we met our driver for our trip back to San José. We arrived in the afternoon just in time to spend an hour wandering the streets before checking out the hotel.

It was a beautiful old fashioned mansion. The central atrium was open with lots of stained glass and a beautiful wooden bar and restaurant area. Our room was at the end of a winding corridor. Though it was a bit smaller than the previous two rooms we had our own courtyard with a fountain and plants. 

We sat outside chatting as darkness fell.

Brad stood to get ready for dinner. I didn't think I could say what I wanted to without tears. So while Brad was in the shower I sat outside beside the fountain and wrote him a note:

My darling husband

Thank you thank you thank you. I was happy but not as much as I could have been. Not focused enough on what is really important. Thank you for noticing. Thank you for doing something about it. Thank you for making me notice. 

I love you more than words can say. And my promise to you is to never forget this week and what you have shown me. To always be as focused as you are on making our marriage even better. 

Keep this and if you even see me slipping back into bad habits remind me of my promise. But I don't think you will ever have too. 

Your loving wife.

I left the note on the bed and went to shower after Brad had finished. I had closed my eyes and let the water run over me when I heard the bathroom door open and then felt a pair of arms go around me. I opened my eyes to see my husband with a tear in his eye. Nothing was said, he kissed me with a tenderness which spoke of his love for me. 

I felt his penis harden. I wanted him but it was close to seven.

"Have we got time," I moaned.

"Not really but I just want to be close to you."

"Let have dinner and come back here and make love then."

I was completely stunned by the quality of our meal. The scallops in foam were a good as any appetizer I had ever had. And the rest of the meal was of the highest standard. 

Every time I looked at Brad I felt a warm surge of emotion run through me. Like teenagers we couldn't keep our eyes off each other and held hands continually between courses. I couldn't stop smiling, I felt so perfectly happy. And I didn't have to say anything, Brad just knew what I was feeling and smiles and touches showed me the joy he felt too.

After dinner we walked back to our room hand in hand. As we shut the door behind us, Brad took me in his arms and I snuggled my face against his chest. I shut my eyes and as I listened to his heartbeat. I felt like I was melting into him, becoming one.

After a minute or two, Brad finger went under my chin and he lifted my face towards him.

"The words seem barely adequate Ally, but I love you."

"They are perfect. I love you."

Brad lent down and brushed his lips over mine, the touch was both tender and electric. When he ran his tongue over my lips I felt myself melt some more and opened my mouth to allow his tongue to caress me. He was oh so gentle and my whole body tingled in response.

When he broke our kiss I looked up into his eyes and saw a sparkle that spoke of absolute love. I gently drew his head to me and ran my tongue across his lips. He shivered in pleasure and his arms drew me a little tighter into him. His mouth opened and I let my tongue caress his just as gently as he had been.

My hands drifted to his chest and I slowly undid the buttons of his shirt. Not teasing with my slowness rather savoring my gradual exposure of my husband's gorgeous chest. Each bit of his chest got a little butterfly kiss, and as I slipped his shirt off I ran my tongue around first one nipple and then the other.

Smiling up at my boy, I turned on my heel and held my arms to my chest. Brad kissed my shoulder and sensitive neck causing a shiver of desire to run through my body as he unzipped my dress. I turned on my heel again and catching his eye, I smiled and let my arms go to my side and felt my dress slip from my body. 

Brad's eyes left mine and drifted down over my naked body. He stepped forward and my arms went round his neck, and I felt the wonderful sensations of my soft breasts press against his firm chest. We kissed, mouths equally pleasing the other.

Stepping back my hands drifted across Brad's chest circled each nipple and ran down his body to his trousers. Undoing them I let them fall to the floor, and Brad stepped out of his shoes and then his trousers. He reached for me and as our mouths met he lifted me up and carried me to the bed.

Lying me down he slipped my thong off and, then when he was sure I was focused on him, slid his boxers to his feet. And then he kissed me gently slowly lovingly all the way from my toes, up my legs stomach arms and neck. When he arrived at my lips he lay beside me and kissed me still gently but with a hint of passion and desire. I noticed that my whole body felt alive, though he had avoided kissing both my pussy and breasts.

We lay side by side kissing and our hands stroking each other's back. Each touch of Brad on my skin was electric. Gently easing Brad onto his back, I trailed my tongue down his body, licking and kissing his neck then his nipples. He moaned with pleasure and I continued my way down his body, gently and erotically playing with every exposed part except his penis all the way to his toes. And then up his legs, little butterfly kisses, until I reached his penis. 

Hard yet silken to the touch, I lavished extra special kisses up his shaft and slowly sucked the head of his cock into my mouth. He moaned loudly as my tongue caressed the sensitive underside of his cock. But tonight I didn't want him to cum in my mouth, so after I had the first salty taste of his pre-cum, I gently ran my tongue up his body paying special attention to the tattoo of my name and then his nipples before gently kissing his lips, "l love you Bradley, and tonight I only want you to cum inside me."

He smiled and oh so gently yet firmly pressed me onto my back. I lay back and shut my eyes focusing on the sensations as he kissed my neck and around my breasts. But when he ran his tongue around my nipples I exhaled hard and then moaned when he gently sucked them in turn.

His tongue worked its delicious way down my body and I loved the gentle kisses on the tattoo on my hip. Brad eased my legs apart and ran his tongue along my pussy lips. The intensity of the sensation was exquisite. Brad licked and the kissed my clit and I suddenly realised that an orgasm was on its way. But before I could get Brad to stop, I felt him start to kiss his way back up my body. I was primed and my wonderful lover just knew. 

I opened my eyes when his lips meant mine. Brad held his body above me and we just looked at each other. 

"I love you Ally. Thank you."

"Oh Brad, I'm so happy, I love you. Please make love to me."

Without breaking eye contact his gorgeous cock slid into my extremely damp pussy, and my legs instinctively tucked themselves around his body. And Brad began to make love slowly yet with a glorious intensity. I squeezed my pussy muscles in time with his thrusts. We were both so primed and ready, but the slowness of our lovemaking was drawing out the ecstasy. 




Marriage Maintainance Pt. 03



With every loving thrust I could feel myself be drawn closer. Brad's eyes never left mine, but just as I felt I was reaching the point of no return, he whispered, "My love, surrender into pleasure."

And I did, with a last look at Brad my eyes closed and I welcomed the avalanche of pleasure that tumbled through my body, accompanied by a scream of pure joy. Brad rode me through my orgasm and as I lay breathing hard, he continued to slowly make love to me. 

I opened my eyes to see his full of love, "Brad you are perfect. I love you, but now you will surrender."

A completely wicked smile flashed across his mouth and eyes. Brad ever so slightly picked up the pace. I could tell he was close but as he approached release he slowed, clearly backing off orgasm. Twice more he built up aided by my hip movements. All the time our eyes were locked together, both focused on our love for each other. 

And as he built up the third time he moaned my name, and I lost eye contact for a moment as he surrendered into an orgasm that seemed to go on and on.

Brad rolled onto his side and I snuggled into him, "Brad we have had a lot of wonderful fun sex this week. But that was the best, the intensity of us making love is perfect."

"I was just thinking that when you are good you are wonderful, but when you are bad you are fun too." 

I giggled, as he continued, "Seriously tonight was perfect. Love is the best." 

Epilogue 

We were up very early to catch out flight home. Later that afternoon the cab pulled up in front of our home. I was desperate to see our children and we drove straight to mys. Two bundles of excitement threw themselves into our arms and excited began to talk about their week. Our daughters clearly had had fun while we were away.

My parents and my sister were at Brad's parents' house, and our dads were busily barbecuing outside while our mums made salads. 

Over dinner I excitedly told everyone the detail of our trip, the beautiful hotels we had stayed at and the animals we had seen. There was the odd glace between our parents. Clearly they were pleased, I realised, with my excitement. 

But as dinner was cleared up, I found myself alone with my sister. 

"Well?" she asked.

"Well what?"

"You left some things out."

"What?" I stammered half suspecting what she was asking.

"Yes I do mean the sex."

I blushed, "Just perfect."

"And did you use everything I packed?"

"Yes," I smirked, "Every last thing to devastating effect. But that is all the detail you get."

"You sound so happy."

"I am and I have refocused on what is really important." 

It was a much happier and determined girl that returned to work that Monday. I knew that I had to keep my priorities clear and pay attention to what was important in my life. 

And I have over the last year. Still committed to work, but not thinking about work or school when I should be focused on Brad. 

My boss was pleased to hear about our Cota Rica experience. My raving about it had, once he had mentioned to his wife, lead him to book a trip. Though I so cannot even think about him and the outdoor shower.

One night we caught up with Chloe and Summer. We had dinner out and I loved that they were so happy together. When we returned home Brad reported that our babysitter Stephanie seemed less attentive. I laughingly told him that she had her first proper boyfriend so was over her crush on him.

Our bathroom renovations are finished, which makes for some more romantic times in the morning. And we make sure we have an evening out just the two of us. Midweek usually as our weekends are family time. But every Saturday night is totally adult time, after our girls are asleep their parents continue to explore their love for each other. 

And still flirting you ask. Of course. A few weekends ago we went to another of Brad' work parties. I was much more enthusiastic about it than the last time. Paul was there and we fell right back into our flirtatious conversation.

But after a while he asked me to step outside with him.

"No," I replied "I am happy here."

"But we can get to know each other better away from prying eyes," he said running his finger up my arm.

Too much of a player, I thought, now a bit irritated with him.

"No there I nothing I am prepared to do outside that I would not do in front of my husband."

And with that I turned on my heel and walked up to Brad. 

"What wrong?" Brad asked.

"Paul invited me outside."

"I trust you, you know."

"I know. I want to have fun. But I will not do anything that causes you even a smidgen of anxiety. Building the best marriage possible is my number one priority."

But my changed approach has not just been not bringing work home with me, and being cautious with my flirting. I have been plotting. Brad doesn't know but I went to the travel agent who had organised our Costa Rica trip. She stood to greet me. Petite with largish breasts and a shirt designed to show off her ample cleavage.

"Oh my God," I thought, "she is So Brad's type. With that cleavage she could have sold him anything."

I thanked her for listening and suggesting the perfect Costa Rica trip for us. And together we conspired together on another vacation. This time designed just with Brad in mind. It will involve a beach and hopefully some eye candy for my darling husband. I am so loving secretly plotting this trip. 

I did tell my sister what I was planning. And for my birthday she brought me a thong bikini that is the most outrageously skimpy thing I have seen. 

"I can't wear that."

"Don't be silly. It perfect for the coves that will not have many people." 

Though I didn't tell her, just the thought of wearing it for Brad turned me on. That night when I made love to him, the anticipation of being on display for him resulted in an orgasm of such passionate intensity. 

Though to be fair intensity, passion and desire have become our new normal.

Costa Rica was where we recommitted to keeping our relationship great. And at home we are delivering.