Hi everyone. My name is Judy, and I am 28 years old. Until recently, I was a faithful wife to my loving husband Tom. And then, over the last three months, I ended up cheating on Tom on three different occasions. And when I say cheating, I mean cheating in a big way. Each time was with multiple men and involved more than one session.
I never planned on cheating on my husband but have now accepted the fact that if the right situation arises and there is a dominant, strong male involved, I become insatiable and will pretty much do anything sexually with pretty much anyone while I am in the throes of passion. You would think this would put a damper in my marriage, but Tom discovered what was going on during my last transgression when we were on a camping trip. During the weekend trip, I ended up fucking four guys in the next campground several times, and Tom, once he discovered what was going on, ended up loving it. He had always liked it when I wore skimpy clothes and got appreciative looks from other men and had in fact encouraged me to show off. But he did not realize the impact seeing me suck another man's cock, swallow his cum and then have multiple men fuck me in all of my holes would have on him. Instead of being jealous, he was insanely turned on. And on the last night of our camping trip, he joined in the fun, and I ended up being gangbanged by all five guys (you can read about all of it in the Camping trip with wife stories).
Tom and I have talked since then and agreed that we would have a sexually open marriage and would be completely honest with each other. I told him about the other two times I cheated on him before the camping trip. He was more than ok with it once I described what happened in great detail. In fact, it led to some great sex between us. He also told me that I could do whatever I wanted sexually going forward as long as I shared what happened with him. He would prefer to be there and directly involved, because he was a pervert and liked to watch and participate, but that was not a requirement if I told him what happened afterwards. And I told him that I was cool with him playing around too if the opportunity arose under the same conditions. I wanted to participate if possible, but definitely be told the details if I wasn't there. Now that you are caught up, this is the story of the first time I cheated on Tom in Hawaii.
Tom is a salesperson for a large software company. Every year the company has a retreat in an exotic location for their top salespeople and customers where they get some training, give out awards for the top performers, and play tons of golf and drink. Spouses and significant others can come along, but at their own expense. Most don't because the planned events are usually for the employees only. This year the trip was in Hawaii, on Maui Island, and the retreat was from Saturday through Wednesday. Tom and I decided that he would take some extra time off after the retreat and we would make a private vacation out of it. He flew up on Saturday and I came up on Monday. I knew that I would spend the first couple of days mostly by myself and only see Tom during dinner and afterwards, but I figured I would work on my tan and maybe do some shopping and engage in some water sports at the hotel until our romantic vacation started on Thursday.
Unfortunately, I ended up seeing Tom less than we anticipated as he was busy with work events and schmoozing customers even during dinners as well. He would leave the room before 8 a.m. for the conference breakfast and I would not see him at night until he came back to the room past 11, tired, drunk, and exhausted. Let's just say my thoughts of some pre-vacation romantic evenings were not being fulfilled and my libido was on overdrive.
Wednesday was supposed to be my last day alone in Hawaii and I decided to live a little. I slept in and headed to the beach around 10 a.m., wore the skimpy bikini that I was saving for Tom, and hit the Mai Tais on an empty stomach. The bikini I was wearing had ties on each side to hold the bottom together and a tie behind the back holding up the top. So, no straps over the shoulders, which limited the tan lines. It was not quite a thong, but both the top and the bottom were pretty small, so lots of ass cheek and side and under boob showing. It was pink and went very well with my complexion and new tan. I guess I wore it because I was sexually frustrated over the last few days and wanted to feel a little sexy and naughty. I definitely had no intent to cheat on my Tom.
Before I go any further, let me describe myself. I am five-six and weigh 115 pounds. I have light brown hair and green eyes. I have been told that I have a pixie like face and look a little bit like a young Julia Roberts (not saying I am as hot or anything, just the celebrity people say I most resemble). I am not a stick by any means but do a have good figure, curvy without being fat, with 36C cup breasts. I stay in decent physical shape through a lot of jogging and yoga. I don't mean to brag, but I have noticed men staring at me when I wear the right clothes and think I would be considered pretty good looking by most standards.
So, here I am at the beach, with a very nice buzz going after several strong drinks, when I notice parasailers over the ocean. They were gently coasting in the air as the boat was pulling them along. The view must have been incredible. I decided I wanted to try it as well and noticed that there was a dock near our hotel's beach with a parasailing sign. I packed my stuff (a beach bag with a towel and my hotel card) and walked to the end of the dock where there was a boat with a couple of guys in it and a young guy sitting under a sign with a clipboard in his hand. I walked up to the guy with the clipboard and told him that I wanted to sign up for parasailing.
He was a young kid, white, with blonde hair, in decent shape, wearing board shorts and no shirt, which seemed to be the uniform for almost all the beach workers around here. He was occupied writing something on the paper on the clipboard. Without looking up, he said they were on their lunch break, that they were fully booked for the day, and that the next opening was not until Friday afternoon. I was about the walk away disappointed when one of the other guys jumped off the boat and ran towards us.
"Hey Jim, we are pretty much done with lunch and have an hour before the next shift. We can certainly make an exception for this young lady and take her during our break."
I turned to thank him and stopped in my tracks. He was at least six two, dark hair, with an amazing tan. Looked like he was part native Hawaiian and part white. He was also wearing nothing but swimming trunks and had an amazing physique. Not overly muscle bound like a bodybuilder but cut with an impressive six pack. Even though I was wearing sunglasses, it was pretty obvious that I was checking him out and it was also obvious that he was doing the same with me. Neither of us said anything for a second or two, but it was clear that we both liked what we saw and there was some serious 'good' tension between us.
Jim finally looked up from his clipboard and his reaction was almost comical. I was standing a couple of feet in front of him, and his eyes were about level with my stomach. When he looked up, the first thing he saw was my legs and then he slowly looked up and was pretty much staring at my boobs with him mouth gaping open. I guess I should have been offended, but with the nice buzz going, I found the whole thing more funny than rude and almost giggled.
Jim finally stood up and stammered, "sure Terry, I am sure we can make an exception."
"Hi, I'm Terry and I manage this bunch. If you are still interested, the cost is $50 for a half hour." The entire time he was talking, I could tell that his eyes behind his sunglasses were roaming up and down my body. And he was not hiding it. It sent a shiver up my spine and warmed me up all over, even more than the Mai Tais.
"Hi Terry. I'm Judy. I would love to. Let's get going." With that Terry escorted me to the boat. And, even though I don't think I needed it, he helped me get on the boat by first holding my hand and then holding my hip to steady me as I was stepping on to the boat. His touch on my hip, which graced the side of my ass sent another jolt though me. He was so confident in his touch and movements that I could not help myself. In a deep animalistic way, I wanted this man to take me. And I could feel myself getting moist. My inner voice told me that I was a happily married woman and to calm the fuck down.
Terry introduced me to the third guy on the boat, Drew. Drew was of Japanese descent and like Jim and Terry, shirtless and in obvious good shape. He was the driver of the boat while Terry and Jim's job was to hook up the passengers to the gear and make sure everyone was safe.
Before they take you up in a parasail, the boat has to go deeper into the water to a designated spot. This takes around 5 minutes. While Drew was driving the boat, Jim started getting the gear ready while Terry sat down next to me to explain the process and have me sign all the waivers. But before he sat next to me, Terry first went to talk to Jim. Jim nodded his head and then took off the gear that had two harnesses next to each other and replaced it with two harnesses that were lined up front to back. While this was going on, Terry told me we would be up there for around 10-15 minutes and that he would be going up with me since the parachute was designed for two people and I did not weigh enough to go up alone. I assured him that was fine.
Before you know it, it was time to get harnessed up. The harnesses go around your upper thighs and waist and you just basically sit in it with nothing covering your bottom other than what you are wearing. Straps come up on each side from your waist and hook up to a long horizontal pole which is attached to some straps at the bottom of the parachute. I had mostly seen parasailing with people hooked up next to each other. Seeing a front to back arrangement like we were doing was something knew. I figured the guys knew what they were doing and did not say anything. In retrospect maybe I should have. Things might have turned out completely different if I had. Terry's harness was strapped in first and I stood in front of him and was strapped in as well. Then the boat sped up and we were pulled up into the air. It was an amazing and exhilarating feeling.
Once we were up in the air, I immediately noticed that having us front to back and strapped to the same pole meant that Terry and I were very close to each other. In fact, his crotch was pretty much nuzzled against my ass and his arms were on the side and around my waist as they had nowhere else to go. I began to suspect that the change in the arrangement of the harnesses was done just for this purpose. I later confirmed this with Terry who told me that they did the harnesses this way only for parents with little kids or couples on their honeymoons who requested it.
I figured there was nothing I could do about our close quarters, so I decided to make the best of it and simply enjoy the view and this amazing experience. However, I began to feel an impressive bulge forming and growing between my ass cheeks, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore. My heartbeat started to speed up and my breaths were becoming shallower. And, despite the voice in my head saying I was a happily married women, I could also feel myself getting very, very wet in my pussy. It was obvious that I was very much enjoying this extracurricular portion of parasailing. Before I even consciously thought about it, I began to rhythmically clench and unclench my ass cheeks, messaging the obviously large cock that was now fully wedged between them.
Terry acting like nothing was going on pulled me closer with his left hand on my stomach and started pointing out some landmarks with his right hand. I could feel his breath on my neck, which was doing nothing to calm down my libido. To be frank, to this day, I have no idea what he was pointing to most of the time because my focus was now entirely on the cock grinding against me as my breathing got faster and faster. By now, the voice in my head telling me that I was a happily married women was completely silent. And if it had spoken, I would have told it to shut the fuck up.
I finally came out of it when Terry started talking about a nude beach that we were flying over. I looked down at the beach and did see a bunch of people that were either topless or totally nude. I also realized that Terry's left hand had now crept up and his fingers were basically caressing the underside of my right boob. I know I should have stopped things right there, but I was enjoying the feel of his hand directly on my skin. And to be frank, I love it when my husband Tom gently caresses my tits. It always gets me going. So, Terry, was doing just the right thing to rev me up. Instead of saying anything or moving his hand away from my breasts, I continued to grind my ass against his crotch and told him that the nude beach looked like fun and that I would try to get my husband to go there with me later this week.
Maybe I was hoping that mentioning my husband would get him to stop. Although the continued and obviously intentional grinding against his crotch was sending the exact opposite message. And, based on Terry's action so far, there was little chance of him actually backing off. More likely it was a way for me to try to relieve some of the guilt from the situation. See, I am telling you I am married, so you should stop and whatever happens is not my fault, or so I was subconsciously thinking.
"No way, would you go to a nude beach and be naked in front of a bunch of strangers."
"You just met me. For all you know my husband Tom and I are exhibitionists and go to nude beaches all the time." Now why did I say that when it wasn't true?
"I guess it's possible, but you don't seem the type."
"Ok. I will prove it to you. I will go to the nude beach with Tom tomorrow and send you a photo." I couldn't believe I said that. Apparently, I was enjoying our conversation and the sexual tension between us, as well as the large cock wedged against my ass, obviously a bit too much. But did I want him to see me naked? Did I want things to go further?
"I don't want to wait even though a nude picture of you would be amazing. I need proof now."
"How do you propose on getting that proof now?"
As soon as those words came out of my mouth, I realized what Terry was going to do. But even if I wanted to stop him it was too late. Before I could say or do anything, he undid the tie behind my back and pulled my bikini top off.
"What are you doing!" I screamed and tried to cover my now naked tits with my right arm.
"Getting immediate proof that you would get naked in front of strangers," he laughed. And then he immediately untied the straps on the sides of my bottom and pulled my bikini bottom off as well. In less than 5 seconds, I was sitting in the parasail harness completely naked.
"Oh my god! I'm naked," I screamed.
"That's the idea," he chuckled.
But everyone can see me!"
"You are 200 feet off the ground and half a mile offshore. No one can see you but me. And since you were going to send me a nude picture anyway, what's the big deal. Besides, the real thing is much better than a photo. Especially when you are not just looking and can also touch."
With that he nuzzled his mouth against the back of my neck, grabbed both of my naked boobs with a hand on each and pulled himself even closer to me. God help me, I did not want to cheat on Tom, but I just could not help myself. I think, maybe I hope, that I quietly said something like "but I'm married." Maybe I just thought it. I don't know. But either way, he ignored it. He was confident, he knew what he wanted, and he knew I was putty in his hands. I moaned as he began to kiss my neck and gently knead my tits. He had this great technique where he would caress the underside and side of each breast and then put my nipples between his index and middle finger and gently squeeze and pull on my nipples. At the same time, he was nibbling on the side of my neck mixing small kisses and small bites. I could feel his hot breath. Oh, it felt so good.
By now the only words coming out of my mouth were "mmm, oh yes, oh god."
Soon, his right hand left my right breast and slowly made its way down to my stomach and began to gently caress the top of my pubic bone. I was so wet and ready at this point that when he found my clit and began to slowly circle it with his index finger, I began to moan even more loudly and could feel myself on the way to a huge orgasm. And he hadn't even put a finger or that amazing feeling cock in me yet.
At this point, all thoughts of Tom had disappeared from my head and all I could think about was getting Terry's cock inside me. I put my left hand behind me to grab his bulge. To my pleasant surprise, I discovered that the front of his swimming trunks had a Velcro fly. I quickly ripped open the Velcro and fished out his now fully hard cock. Even though I could not see it, I could feel its heat and the fact that it was very impressive in size. Tom is by no means small, but Jerry was definitely an inch or two bigger. I began to rub up and down on his cock and reached further down to gently grab and caress his balls. For the first time, he started moaning as well. "Oh yes, play with my cock, that's it."
Terry, by now, had managed to get his middle finger inside me while continuing to play with my clit using his index finger. I started to hump his hand in earnest. Right when I thought I was about to cum he pulled his finger out of me to my great disappointment. But I had little to worry about. He then grabbed my hips lifted me up a little inside my harness, just a few inches, and pulled us closer so that my ass was now directly over his cock, and I can feel the tip poking inside my thighs. Realizing what he was doing, I reached between my legs, grabbed his cock and inserted the head between my pussy lips. He then sat me down on his gorgeous cock.
Maybe because of the tension leading up to it or the fact that I knew I was doing something wrong, the feeling when he first entered me was amazing. I literally almost blacked out. Despite the fact that it was 85 degrees outside, I could feel the heat of his cock when he entered me. And its girth, as it made its way all the way inside me, felt sooo good. I let out a very loud "ohh fuck me" as he entered me and almost came just from that.
"With pleasure," he moaned. And then he reached around, grabbed my tits and gently began to stroke in an out. That did the trick, and I began to cum almost immediately. Terry then sped up and pistonned in and out of me more rapidly. This basically led me to orgasm continuously non-stop. He kept going full bore for at least 5 minutes (he had some serious lasting power) and I think I had at least three orgasms. Maybe more. It was difficult to figure out where one ended and the next one began. The entire time I kept screaming some combination of "yes, yes, oh my god, fuck me, fuck meeee!" I am sure people on the nude beach heard me and, if they looked up, were treated to a show. To be frank, I did not give a shit.
When I felt like I was about to pass out from pleasure, Terry finally began to grunt very loudly, and his breathing also sped up. He then pushed his face forcefully into the back of my neck, pulled me tighter to his chest and his whole upper body went rigid like he was being electrocuted. He then pistonned in and out of me even faster and harder and began to moan "oh god, oh yes, oh fuuuck." It was obvious he was coming and his orgasm lasted a good 20-30 seconds. I think I had another mini orgasm to coincide with his. By this point, I was in such bliss that I barely knew what was going on.
We both finally started to calm down and our breathing began to return to normal. Terry was still holding me close, but his grip had loosened a little and he was gently caressing my breasts and stomach. I was reaching behind me and gently playing with his wonderful ass. We were basically coming down from that wonderful high you get from great sex when you feel all lovey dovey with the person that made you feel that way and still craving to touch them and feel their touch on your body. I don't know about you, but to me that feels almost as good as actually having sex. Almost, but not quite.
It was then I realized that we were a lot closer to the boat and that the boat had anchored in a secluded cove with no one around. Apparently, while Terry and I were fucking our brains out and coming down from our orgasmic bliss, Drew had taken the boat to this spot and Jim had begun to reel us in. It was then that my senses began to come back to me.
"Oh my god, they saw the whole thing. I can't believe it."
Terry laughed. "What's the big deal? Not like they haven't seen people fucking before. Although seeing someone as amazing looking as you doing it is pretty special."
Despite my embarrassment, I began to flush from his compliment. I also realized that there was no way to hide what happened from Drew and Jim and decided that I had no choice but to live with the embarrassment once we got back on the boat. I still thought the current situation was a bit weird.
"But what are we doing here? I don't see any other boats or anyone else around."
"Well, before we went up, I told Drew to take the boat to this spot if they noticed some, let's just say, interesting activities happening up in the sky. We have half an hour before we need to head back to the dock for the afternoon sessions and I figured we could continue our activities on the boat until then away from other priding eyes."
It dawned on me what he was saying. "Wait a minute. Are you telling me you were so sure you could seduce me up there that you told your bodies to take us to this secluded spot before we even went up?"
"Well yeah." You could hear the satisfaction in his voice. I wasn't sure if I should be angry or impressed by his arrogance.
I guess I settled on impressed since he was proven correct. I realized that I was not angry at all. In fact, I was getting that tingling all over, especially between my legs, that told me that maybe round two would not be a bad idea after all. Before my brain told my mouth to shut up, I blurted out,
"What about your friends on the boat? Are we just supposed to let them watch?" In retrospect, I shouldn't have been surprised by his answer. I mean why wouldn't he think that a woman who just fucked a total stranger would not also want to fuck his friends?
"I was actually thinking they could participate. I have seen the effect multiple men have on a woman before. Trust me when I say that you won't be disappointed."
"What if I say No?"
"Then, we take the boat back to the dock early and send you on your way. Are you sure that's what you want?" So, he was basically saying that I fuck everyone or go home. My god, he was confident.
It was then that I realized that Terry's cock was still in me and that he was gently sawing it in and out of me and getting harder. He was also still caressing my body and his left hand had moved down to my pubic bone and he had once again begun to stimulate my clit with his fingers.
All this activity was having his desired effect on me, and my brain essentially froze up. I didn't say anything other than lean back into his body and moan "mmmm" as he gently brought me back up to a sexual frenzy. I guess my silence was all the consent Terry needed. I saw him give a thumbs up to the guys on the boat with his right hand and heard a "Yess!" from the guys.
Before I really realized what was happening, we were pulled back to the platform in the rear of the boat. Terry pulled out of me, and I let out a disappointed moan, "oooh." I was then surrounded by Jim and Drew who were "helping" me get out of the harness. They seemed to be helping themselves more to my body as I could feel multiple hands on my tits, ass, legs, pretty much everywhere. I am pretty sure both of them stuck at least a finger inside my pussy as they were loosening the harness in my upper thighs.
And then I was led to an area near the middle of the boat by Terry where the guys had put down a towel. Terry was standing in front of me and finally kissed me on the lips, which we could not do up in the parasail. Our tongues began to wrestle in earnest, and I reached down between us and began to play with his cock, making sure it remained hard for me. At the same time, I could feel another body hugging me from behind and could feel another hard cack wedged between my ass cheeks. I looked back and saw that it was Drew. At this point I was pretty much in a sexual daze and just wanted Terry's or, to be frank, anyone else's cock in me.
Terry then put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me down. I knew what he wanted and was excited to comply. I love giving blowjobs. Just ask my husband Tom. And if I say so, myself, I think I am pretty good at it. I have no hang ups about going down on a guy after he has been in me or about swallowing his cum. Two things all guys love. I wanted to make sure Terry experienced all of my talents in full.
I went down on my knees and gently caressed Terry's balls. I then put the tip of his cock in my mouth and began to gently lick the head like it was the world's best ice cream. I could taste my own juices on him, which was an added turn on. Terry started moaning "oh yeah, I knew you would be good at sucking cock, keep going."
I was happy to comply and figured I would soon be getting a mouthful of cum. Maybe two if I switched back and forth between Terry and Drew. But things then took an interesting turn. Drew who had been behind me began to pull at my hips. At the same time, Terry began to kneel down and push down on my shoulders. Before I knew it, I was down on my hands and knees on the towel with Terry's cock still in my mouth. I was about the take it out and ask what was going on when I felt Drew's cock rubbing against my pussy lips from behind.
I had never been with two guys at the same time before, but after the events of the last half an hour, I was pretty much down with anything. Without any warning, Drew grunted loudly and pushed inside me all the way. His cock seemed a bit more curvier than Terry's but felt just as wonderful. I opened my mouth wide to moan loudly, but my "oh gooood" was interrupted by Terry sticking his cock all the way down my throat. I think it was partly him pushing in and partly Drew pushing me from behind, but that was the first time I fully deepthroated a cock. It felt a little strange at first, but I was soon getting the hang of breathing out of my nose and started to really get into having a cock inside of me from both ends.
The guys were obviously loving it and soon got into a rhythm where one would push in and the other would push out. Every time Terry would pull out of my throat, I would make sure to lick the tip of his cock with my tongue and make sure to create a nice suction with my lips. I also was able to balance on my right elbow and was reaching back and playing with my clit and caressing Drew's cock as it was going in and out of me with my left hand. Before too long I felt that familiar feeling began to take over me. I began to moan loader around Terry's cock and was practically massaging it with my throat. He was also pretty close as his breathing was getting faster and he started moaning "oh yes, yes" louder and louder. Drew was now grabbing the sides of my ass more tightly and also speeding up his activities.
I don't know who won the race to orgasm first, but it was pretty close. I think Terry came first because I remember tasting his cum, which was yummy by the way, and beginning to swallow just before my own orgasm hit and my entire body tightened up. I arched my back and was having difficulty focusing on Terry's cock in my mouth. It was lucky that Terry had come earlier so that there a bit less in my mouth and I did not choke. Almost at the same time, Drew also began to grunt loudly "oh god, oh fuck" and slammed into me hard about 6 or 7 times.
Once I calmed down a little, I made sure to swallow all the cum in my mouth and started licking Terry's dick and making sure to clean up all the cum. I know Tom loves it when I do this for him and make a show of it. From the looks of things, Terry was just as impressed. Drew then pulled out of me and sat down behind me on the towel, obviously exhausted and satiated. I then did something that even surprised me, I turned around, giving Terry a wonderful view of my ass and gaping pussy lips and put Drew's cock in my mouth, making sure to clean up both of our juices from it. Recognizing that I had no problems with tasting cum or my own juices, Terry stuck a couple of fingers inside me and pulled them out with a considerable amount of Drew's cum on them. He then put them in my mouth where I proceeded to lick them clean as well. He did this several times and I made sure to give the guys a show they would not soon forget.
Part of me could not believe what I was doing while another part of me was relishing the experience. I felt like a sex goddess and did not care that I was a married woman cheating on my husband. I realize now that I have a slutty devil living inside of me and when it comes out, anything and everything is possible.
Finally, everyone was clean and both Drew and Terry thanked me for an amazing time. I told them the pleasure was all mine. That's when we all realized that Jim had not been involved at all. Terry spoke up.
"Jim, why didn't you join? We have to head back now, and you didn't get to play with Judy" He was talking like I was a toy for their pleasure. And I guess I was.
Jim, who was obviously the youngest of the three and very shy, he might have even been a virgin, said "That's ok Terry. I am sure Judy is fine with just you too. Anyway, I took some good pictures for posterity. I promise Judy, I won't show them to anyone or put it on the net or anything like that."
I figured he would use the photos to jack-off and nothing else, told him it was fine for him to keep them. I felt bad for him and wanted him to have more than just pictures to look at. I smiled at him and asked Terry "Do you need Jim to do anything while we had back?"
"He usually takes care of cleaning up the harnesses and putting things away." By this time, Drew had put on his trunks, pulled anchor and was starting up the boat.
"Can you take care of it?"
"Sure. No problem." He realized what I was thinking and smiled.
"Great." With that I crawled on my hands and knees to Jim and placed my body between his legs. "While you take care of the harnesses, I need to take care of something else that is a bit more urgent."
I then began to pull down Jim's trunks. He quickly figured out what was going on and lifted his hips off the seat to help me along. Once I had his trunks all the way down, I threw then behind me, grabbed his fully hard cock in my right hand, slid the tip inside my lips, and looked up at him with his cock in my mouth.
"Do you mind if I give you a quick blow job while we had back? I don't think we have time to fuck but I have been told I am very good at sucking cock."
"Yes, she is," chimed in Terry. "She is the best cock sucker I have ever experienced. And it's not close." He had also put on his trunks and was watching us while cleaning up the boat for the next group. I should have been insulted by his words, but perversely, I took them as a compliment and felt proud.
Jim just nodded silently without saying a thing. I then proceeded to give him the best blowjob of his life. I slowly licked up and down his cock, I gently licked the head before putting him in my mouth. Kept repeating this for a few minutes when Terry said "hurry up" we only have a couple of minutes. Haring this, I attacked his cock with gusto. I put all of it in my mouth and deep throated him to the root. This elicited a "ugh, oh my god" from Jim and he started breathing heavily. I could feel his balls against my chin and started massaging his cock with my throat. Before another 30 seconds, he began to convulse and scream "oh god!" He came for almost a minute and halfway through tried to pull out of my mouth because he could no longer take it. I wanted to torture him and would have none of it. I kept him in my mouth the entire time and made sure to swallow all of his cum before pulling off of him.
When I was done, Terry clapped. "Amazing. You are simply amazing Judy." Jim was incoherent. Terry then threw my bikini at me and told me that I had less than a minute to get dressed. I don't know how I did it, but I managed to look presentable by the time the boat docked.
Jim was still obviously in a daze, but he managed to tie the boat to the dock and began checking in the new group of people waiting there. It was a bit weird acting like nothing had happened in front of the people waiting to get on, but we managed. If they wondered why there was only one person in the prior group of parasailers, no one said anything.
I did notice that a couple of the dads waiting to parasail with their families were checking me out without having their wives notice. Not too surprising since I was wearing a pretty skimpy bikini that left very little to the imagination. Still on a sexual high from earlier, I was still feeling naughty and decided to give them a show. I made sure to bend over and take my time putting my towel and wallet away into my bag, giving them ample time to look at my ass. I also put an exaggerated wiggle into my steps as I got out of the boat and began walking away on the dock. If any of the moms were pissed at my not so obvious display, so be it.
As I was halfway down the dock, Terry came up running with my phone.
"Miss, miss, you forgot your phone." He was playing up that I was just another customer very well.
"Thanks, I didn't realize that I dropped it."
He came close to me as he handed me my phone. "You didn't drop it. I took it out of your bag so I could have an excuse to talk to you in private. I wanted to give you my phone number in case you wanted to get together again before you left."
"I don't think that would be a good idea. This was a one-time thing and I need to return to my marriage." I had no intention of seeing Terry or repeating today's events again.
"Ok. I get it. But take my number and text me so I can send you some of the photos Jim took. We promise not to share them with anyone, but I am sure you will want to look at them and maybe use them when you feel lonely."
This gave me pause. Even though I felt guilty about it, what happened today was also insanely hot. It would be nice to have some photos to help me relive it. I don't masturbate too often, but I could definitely see myself looking at pictures of me fucking and sucking three young studs in Hawaii while enjoying the jets in our hot tub. I nodded my head, unlocked my phone and handed it to him.
"Here. Put your number under Parasailing. I don't want Tom asking why I have a guy name Terry's number in my contacts in case he ever sees it."
"Here you go. Make sure to text me so I have your number and I will text you all the good photos from Jim's phone."
"Ok. Will do." Leaving the docs after that felt a bit awkward. I had just fucked him and wanted to at least give him a hug or a kiss goodbye, but we both realized that would look weird in front of all the new customers. So, I just walked away and yelled, "thank you for the information, I am sure my husband will want to parasail during the weekend, so we will definitely see you again."
I quickly made it back to our room, texted Terry so that he would have my number, and took a shower to wash off the smell of sex and a bit of dried cum off my body. There wasn't much since I had ended up swallowing almost all of it. And I kept telling myself that this was just a one-time thing, and it would never happen again. I made a promise to myself that I would rock Tom's world tonight to make up for cheating on him. Even though he would never know why, I was sure that he would appreciate the gesture.
Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately, things did not turn out as planned. Tom came to the room around 11 p.m. as usual. It was the last night of the event, and they had another night of drinking. I wanted to attack him, but he was really tired and not in any shape for the all-night fuck session that I had planned. I was obviously not happy about this. And, to top it off, he told me that a big client had invited Tom and his boss, the senior VP, to play golf tomorrow morning before everyone flew off to go home. Tom told me that he could not get out of it and that we would have to start our alone vacation in the afternoon when he was done with golf. He promised me that he would make it up to me and that starting tomorrow night it would be just the two of us. He had even made reservations for us at a very fancy beachfront restaurant for tomorrow evening. I was obviously pissed. But I soon calmed down and told him that I understood. He said I was the best, kissed me good night and promptly fell asleep.
As luck would have it, my phone dinged almost immediately after Tom fell asleep. I looked at it and saw that it was a text from Parasailing.
"Hey sexy. How are things going. Here are some pics from today for your viewing pleasure. It's a link to a private cloud file where we uploaded them."
Instantly my heart started beating faster just seeing the text from Terry. I clicked on the link and got to a folder with about 30 photos. Jim was busy. I started browsing through the photos. They were incredible. Jim could have been a professional photographer.
There were several zoomed shots of Terry and I up on the parasail. One where you could see him playing with my breasts and could also clearly see that he had his fingers in my pussy. There was another one where he was fucking me from behind and you could see his cock halfway up my cunt. It was very arousing to see yourself having sex. There were also pictures of me having sex with Terry and Drew on the boat, several where I had one cock in my pussy and one in my mouth. There were also a number of photos showing me licking their cocks clean with cum on my lips and tongue. And not to be left out, there were also a couple of photos of me licking and sucking Jim's cock. I guess Terry must have taken those. I was too preoccupied to notice.
As I was looking through to photos, sitting up in bed next to my sleeping husband, my left hand made its way between my legs without me even consciously thinking about it. Not surprisingly I was already wet before I even touched myself. I started to circle my clit gently at first, but then more vigorously with my index finger. I then stuck three fingers inside me and started to move them in an out rapidly. I was reliving everything that had happened while looking at the photos. Before I was done looking at the last photo, I had given myself a pretty intense orgasm imagining being with Terry, Drew and Jim again. Tom slept through the whole thing.
Once I came down from my orgasm, I decided to text Terry back.
"Oh my god! These are amazing. They turned me on so much that I just gave myself a huge orgasm looking at them." I couldn't believe I was sharing this with Terry. Why was I basically sexting with him if I did not want to see him again?
"Was it as good as the ones on the boat or in the air?"
"Not quite, but close. The real thing is always better than my hands. And your thing was extremely good. (eggplant emoji)." All right, I was now out of control. But where was the harm in a little, flirty texting. I mean I had already fucked him and his friends.
"So, are you sure you have no time to hang out anymore while you are in Hawaii? I have the day off tomorrow and could take you to the nude beach. I will make sure you have a great time."
Before I even thought about it, I texted back "Actually, Tom got corralled into a work thing tomorrow morning and I am free until around 2. It would be a lot of fun to hang out at the beach together." And there it was, I was basically telling him that I wanted to fuck him again. Why? Why? My husband, who I loved was asleep less than a foot away from me and I was making plans to cheat on him again. I guess looking at the photos made me realize how amazing of a time I had this morning. The slut that lived inside me apparently took over and decided that I had already cheated on Tom with Terry once, so what's the harm in doing it one more time.
"Great. How about I pick you up from your hotel at 9. That should give us plenty of time to get to the beach, hang out, and get you back by 2." His response was very quick. So, if he was surprised by my change of heart, his text did not indicate it.
"Will Drew and Jim be there as well?" Great, now I was basically telling him that I was a full-on slut who wanted to have another gang bang with his friends. It took him a little bit longer to answer. Maybe my brazenness surprised him after all.
"Unfortunately, no. I am sure they would love to join in on our fun, but they are both working tomorrow on a snorkel boat. Hopefully I can be enough to satisfy your need for a good time. LOL"
"I didn't mean that I wanted them for that. Well, ok, actually I did a little. LOL. I can't believe I am doing this or telling you all these things. I really am a happily married woman and have never done anything like this before. Anyway, I am sure you and I will have a great time."
"Don't worry. You are on vacation and allowed to let your hair down a little. I will see what I can do to make sure all your urges are fully satisfied."
What did he mean by that? "Ok?? Well, before I say anything else embarrassing, I should go to sleep. Looks like I will have a busy and active day ahead of me tomorrow." Wow I really was acting like a total slut. "Good night."
"Good night. See you tomorrow morning at 9."
With that, I plugged my phone to the charger, turned off the lights and went to sleep. You would think I would be wrecked with guilt for what I had done and what I was about to do, but I slept like a baby. I did love Tom and should have felt horrible about my actions, but I guess my subconscious decided that for this Hawaiian trip it was ok to act like a slut and give in to all my urges. Basically, my libido was in control and was telling my morals to just fuck off and go with it. Besides, I was 100% positive that this was a one time, well one vacation, thing and that I would be faithful to Tom for the rest of our lives together.
I woke up at 8 and Tom was already in the shower getting ready for his golf outing. I decided to show him that I had no hard feelings about him leaving me for the day and decided to give him a treat. If I think about it, I guess I was feeling guilty about what I was planning to do and wanted to relieve myself of the guilt by making him happy. I climbed into the shower with him and before he could even say anything reached around and grabbed his dick and began to glide my hand up and down. He started get hard immediately.
"Good morning sexy. I thought you could use some help in the shower."
"Ohhh! Wow. This is a nice surprise. Showers are always better with some help." He turned around and kissed me passionately. His hands quickly made their way down to my ass and he squeezed them just the way I like it. Firm, but not so hard to make it hurt. He then grabbed the bottom of my ass and started to lift me up so he could enter me. I pushed away from him with my hands.
"None of that now. I know you need your strength for the golf game, and we don't have much time. Just want to make sure you don't get any funny ideas looking at all the cute beer cart girls on the course."
With that I went down on my knees in the shower and put his now fully engorged cock in my mouth. There were no preliminaries or any gentle licking. I put my hands behind his ass and basically swallowed as much of him as possible in one go. He let out a loud grunt as the tip of his cock made it past the back of my mouth and into my throat. My mouth was completely filled with his cock and his balls were pressing against my chin. I then slowly pulled him out of my mouth and looked up at him, giving him my sexiest, sluttiest grin.
"I am sorry about getting angry with you last night about your golf outing today. It was not fair to you. I have been a bad girl and should be punished. I want you to fuck my mouth and treat me like a cheap slut. I will then swallow your cum and make sure you are spanking clean. I know you have to go soon, so let's make it fast."
I could tell that my dirty talk had surprised him and also turned him as he took a deep breath in and got a look in his eyes that I had not seen before. One of pure lust and also of ownership or domination. I realized then that that was the look Terry had yesterday that had led me to give in to him. I grabbed Tom's hands and put them on each side of my head and waited for him to take over. And boy, did he.
He showed his cock all the way inside my mouth with more gusto than when we would fuck hard and heavy. He kept grunting and going in and out of my mouth faster and faster. It was obvious that he was very turned out and was not going to last very long. It's a good thing that I have almost no gag reflex and have mastered breathing out of my nose while giving a blowjob. Otherwise, I would have likely passed out.
The whole thing, how hard Tom was fucking my face, was turning me on as well. I had one hand on Tom's thigh to keep me from falling over and the other hand in my pussy, frigging myself to a huge orgasm. The only question was could I make myself cum before Tom was done. Well as it turns out it was almost a tie, but I won. I started a huge orgasm and clamped my throat tighter around Tom's cock. This was all it took to get him over the edge. I could feel his entire body tightening up, his wonderful ass clenching and his cock getting even harder in my mouth. He then started cumming like a geyser, first down my throat than inside my mouth. By my count, he squirted at least 6 or 7 times, yelling "oh god, oh yes" the entire time. I am sure everyone down the hallway heard him.
I kept cumming the entire time as well, but with a cock in my mouth, was less vocal than Tom. I was just trying very hard not to bite down on him while waves of pleasure washed over me. Once I calmed down, I took Tom's dick out of my mouth while still sucking on it, so there was an audible 'plop' as it left my mouth. I looked up at Tom and showed him my mouth full of cum. I then made a show of swallowing all of his cum. He looked dazed and awed at my sluttiness at the same time. Tom and I are not prudes by any means, but I don't think I had ever been this brazen with him before. I could tell he liked it.
Once we returned back to earth, we realized that Tom had to meet his boss and the clients in the lobby in 15 minutes. We kissed and cuddled briefly in the shower and then Tom got out to dry and get dressed while I finished my shower. By the time I was out and drying myself, he was ready to go.
"Good luck with golf. Hope you do well and get a big sale."
"Thanks. I should be back around 2. What are you going to do today?"
"Oh, not much. Just hang around the beach till you get home." Well, at least I was not lying outright.
With that Tom kissed me goodbye and headed out. It was 8:45. I could still back out if I wanted to. But I really didn't. My shower adventure with Tom did not satiate my urges. It only made me hornier and wanting more. And Terry was certainly willing to give me what I wanted, what I needed.
I went to the closest to get my bikini. Then a very naughty thought came to me. We were going to a nude beach, so I did not really need a bikini, did I? Instead of putting on a bikini, I put on one of Tom's tank tops over my nude body. Tom is a few inches taller than me, so the tank top covered my ass, and the front was high enough to cover my boobs (still showed a lot of cleavage, but the nipples were covered anyway). As long as I was careful, no one would know that I was not wearing anything underneath. I put my towel, wallet, room key and phone in my beach bag and headed out to the lobby, practically naked, with a smile on my face. I really was turning into a brazen slut and loving it.
I walked through the hotel lobby and went outside to wait for Terry. I certainly received some admiring looks from the male population. Maybe the tank top did not cover as much as I thought. Anyway, too late to change now. Terry showed up few minutes later in an old jeep with no top. Total stereotype vehicle for a beach bum, I know. Well, he certainly fit the stereotype.
He came out to greet me with a hug. "Hi. You look amazing."
"Thank you. You don't look so bad yourself." He was, not surprisingly, wearing board shorts and no shirt. His physique and tan were both out of this world. He took my bag to put it in the back seat. He then opened the passenger door to help me up. It was a pretty tall step up to get in. Not surprisingly, as he was 'helping me', his hands wandered under my tank top to my ass. I could tell the exact moment when he realized that I was not wearing bikini bottoms as his eyes became very wide. It was so funny looking that I began to laugh.
"Well, since we are going to a nude beach, I didn't think I needed a bathing suit. I hope you don't mind."
"Noo. I definitely do not mind. In fact, I think we should get going so that I can see what's under that tank top as soon as possible."
He jumped into the jeep, and we started driving. He had picked up some coffee before picking me up so we drank coffee, enjoyed the wind, and talked a bit about ourselves during the 30 minute drive to the beach. I told him about my marketing career, about Tom, where we lived etc. I found out that Terry was 22, making me feel like a total cougar, had graduated from University of Hawaii in Honolulu, but had decided to spend a few years living off the tourist trade and partying before venturing out into the real world and start using his computer science degree. Brains and a body. Killer combination.
We finally turned off the freeway onto a road that can only be called a road because it was slightly smoother than the rocky, uneven terrain surrounding it. To say that the ride was bumpy would be an understatement. The road made its way around some trees and hills before finally opening up to a dirt lot surrounded by trees. There were around 10 cars, all jeeps, in the parking lot. We got out and made our way to a trail between the trees. We were on this trail for about 5 minutes when it opened up into a beautiful sandy beach in a cove. It was the same beach we had seen from the parachute but looked even better close up.
It was like any other beautiful beach in Hawaii with the exception that everyone was either topless or completely naked. Well, all the men were naked and most of the women. A few women were topless, but still wearing their bikini bottoms. Most of the people there were fairly young, in their 20s to 40s, and decent looking. There were very few people that you would not want to see nude. I was enjoying both the natural and the sexual scenery as Terry led me to the beach. Before we barely stepped onto the gorgeous sand, Terry turned around and grabbled the bottom of my tank top and started the pull it off my body.
"Let's see what you've been hiding under there all morning, shall we?"
I lifted my arms up to make it easier for him and was soon standing in front of him in my glory. I could tell from his eyes that he liked what he was seeing.
"Wow, even better than I remembered." With that he gently caressed the side of my boobs but did not do anything more overtly sexual.
"Ok. Now it's your turn." With that, I squatted down in front of him and began to pull his swim trunks down. Seeing his cock slowly appear sent a shiver up and down my spine. He was already semi hard, and I wanted to see it fully erect. Once he stepped out of his trunks, I leaned forward and put the tip of his cock in my mouth and began to lick it gently. I didn't care that we were in a public place and that anyone could see what I was doing.
He gently pulled me away and stood me up. "They frown on people getting too involved in public at this beach, if you know what I mean. Most folks tend to go in the water or find a private spot behind the trees for that sort of thing. But I know a place where we can have total privacy. Come, I will show you."
With that, he grabbed my hand and pulled me over towards a rocky hill on the right side of the beach. I could barely grab my bag before he pulled my hand and began to walk rapidly. It was obvious that he wanted to get to where we were going fast so that I could return to what I was doing before. And frankly, so did I.
When we got near the hill, I saw an opening, like a cave entrance, about 30 feet in from the water. Terry went straight for it, and I followed him in. It was dark and a little scary, but he obviously knew where he was going. After about a minute and a couple of turns, we ended up coming out of the cave on the other side of the hill. It was a small beach surrounded by tall rocks. The only way in or out was the way we came in. It was like we had our own private paradise, just to ourselves.
I hugged Terry and started to kiss him with passion. I also had my hand down between his legs and was rubbing his balls and cock. He was kissing me back just as hard while squeezing my tits. The earlier soft caresses were gone. We were now both in animalistic lust. In between our kisses, while taking a breath, we managed to have a stilted conversation."
"Oh my god, this place is gorgeous. Oh yeah, just like that. Yes, pull on my nipples like that."
"Yeah. It's a place only the locals know about. A hidden gem. Oooh! Your hands feel good on my balls. Oh yeah. Yes, squeeze it just like that."
Somehow, we were able to lay a towel on the sand and Terry sat down on it, leaning back on his elbows. Understanding what he wanted, I crawled on my hands and knees between his legs and began to lick up his cock from the base to the tip. Making sure to look up at his eyes and give him a good show. Once I got to the tip, I put it in my mouth and slowly put it in deeper and deeper until his entire cock was in my mouth, down my throat. At the same time, I began to caress his balls with my right hand.
"Oh god. Judy, that feels so good. You are amazing."
I knew I could make him cum pretty quickly, but I had other plans. I wanted to get fucked. Right now! I slowly pulled him out of my mouth and began to crawly up his body. When I was directly over him, I grabbed his cock and began to rub the tip up and down my slit. I was already soaking wet and gently sat down over him. As he slowly entered inside me, I was feeling completely full and let out a very load moan. He did the same.
Terry than lifted his elbows off the ground, sat up straighter and grabbed the back of my ass with both hands. My tits were the perfect height for his mouth, and he started licking and sucking on them as he started to grind up against my pubic bone and push himself in and out of me. The rubbing of his pubic bone against my clit was incredibly intense. As he was pushing in and out of me, I began to slide further up and down his cock. This made excellent friction between us, his pubic bone rubbing against my clit when he was all the way in me, and his cock rubbing against my g-spot as he was sliding in and out. Before too long, we were well on our way to huge orgasms. It happened pretty much at the same time.
"Oh god. Oh yes!! Your cock feels so good. Yes! Yes!"
"Oh yeah. Oh god. You feel amazing. Fuuuuuuuck!"
And we both came for what seemed like five minutes. I am sure it wasn't that long but sure felt like it. And then I collapsed on top of him as he lay back on the towel. After a few minutes of gentle, post coital kissing, I could feel his cum starting to leak out of me and pushed off oh him. His cock plopped out of me and fell on his six-pack stomach, with some cum still on its tip.
The whole situation, cheating on my husband, doing it in a public place, being so brazen, was just having an insane effect on me. Instead of being satiated, seeing Terry's cock come out of me, only made me want more. I crawled back down over him. Giving his chest and stomach kisses as I made my way back down to his softening cock. I first licked and ate all the cum that had dripped on his stomach. I then began to lick up and down his cock to clean off our combined juices. The smell and taste of sex were turning me on even more. I then put his dick in my mouth and began to gently lick the tip. As he began to get harder, I started to slowly put him in and out of my mouth.
In the position I was at, my ass was sticking up and my pussy lips were gaping open since I had just been thoroughly fucked by Terry. I remember thinking to myself that I probably made quite a sight and wished that Jim was there to take a picture. By now Terry was fully hard again and I was ready for round two. But before I could climb back up and straddle him, I felt Terry tense very slightly. I looked up and saw that his eyes were no longer focused on me. It looked like he was staring off into space behind me.
I was about to ask him what was going on, but before I could say anything, I felt two hands grab my ass cheeks and spread them apart. At the same time Terry grabbed my shoulders, not with a lot of force, but clearly with the intent to keep me down. Before I could even move, I felt something long and hard enter my pussy from behind. As horny as I had been up to that moment, the surprise intruder in my cunt was very welcome and I couldn't help but moan.
"Oooooh! God!"
I looked back and saw a huge Hawaiian guy, both tall and wide, holding my hips and fucking me from behind. He could've easily been an NFL offensive lineman. He just smiled at me, started to grunt, and kept on fucking me, pistonning in and out at a frantic paste. There were three other guys, just as big, if not bigger, standing around and watching the action. I was simply enjoying the fucking I was receiving too much to care at this point. Terry also did not seem to mind. In fact, he had a smile on this face. Resigned, or more like relishing my fate, I put my head back down to Terry's crotch, continued to moan, and started licking and sucking Terry as this total stranger was furiously fucking me.
One of the guys watching finally spoke.
"My god Terry. You were right. She is by far the hottest piece of ass you have ever brought here. "
"Hi cuz. Yep. I told you. And she is ready and willing to fuck and suck anyone and everyone. She is by far to most insatiable slut I have ever picked up. You owe me big for this."
It finally dawned on me that Terry knew these guys and had set the whole thing up. I should have been furious, but quickly realized that I had no cause to be. After all, I had asked him to bring along Jim and Drew. So, when they were not available, he brought other reinforcements. I decided right there and then that I was 'in for a penny, in for a pound.' I took Terry's cock out of my mouth and looked up at him and in between my grunts tried to speak.
"Oh my god. You set this up didn't you. Ohhhhh! Fuuuuck! You bastard. I told you, I am a happily married woman." I then turned around to the big guy fucking me. "Fuuck me! Harder! Harder!"
He complied and I went back to sucking on Terry's cock.
"Yes. I didn't think you would mind. Ohhh yeah. Keep sucking just like that. Ohhh! Based on your reaction, I guess I was right! Oh yeah! This is my cousin Gus and his buddies. The guy fucking you is Bruce by the way. Ohhhh!"
Before he could introduce the rest, Terry started cumming. This time the tip of his dick was barely in my mouth, so I was able to taste all of his cum before swallowing it down. He didn't come as much as before, but it was still plenty and tasted yummy.
I was trying to do my best to clean up Terry's cock, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as Bruce was going faster and faster and was obviously about the cum himself. This also put me over the edge as we both came about the same time. Both very loudly.
I barely had anytime to come down from my orgasm when Terry's cousin Gus pulled Bruce out of me, put me on my back on the towel and entered me missionary style. His dick was average size, not nearly as long as Terry's or Bruce's, but very wide. I could feel him opening me up as he went in slowly. It felt different, but in a very good way. Right when I was thinking that this was the first time I was having normal missionary sex, and was about to kiss Gus, I felt a hand on my cheek and had my head gently turned to the left. Before I even knew what was going on, I was faced with another dick rubbing against my lips.
One of Gus's buddies could not wait any longer and decided to take advantage of my available mouth. Who was I to say no at this point. I opened my mouth, grabbed his dick at the base, put it in my mouth and began to give him the best blowjob I could while being fucked by the fattest dick I had ever had inside me. I must have done a good job because he came, and came a lot, in less than three minutes. His cum was also very delicious, but not as good as Terry's. I guess I was becoming a connoisseur.
Over the next two hours each guy fucked me at least twice and each of them also got a blow job and came in my mouth at least once. I was insatiable and past the point of no return. I acted like a complete slut and a whore. I licked their cocks clean after they came in me. I let them scoop cum from inside my cunt and licked their fingers clean. I did it all. The raunchier the better. When everyone was finally satisfied, we all went swimming naked in the water to clean up and play around for a bit. I had a great time with all the guys and never learned the names of Gus's two friends.
Gus and his friends left around 12:45 and Terry and I packed up, put on our clothes, not that there was much to put on, and headed back to the hotel. On the drive home, I thanked Terry for an amazing time. I told him that he brought out a side of me that I never knew I had. I really liked being dominated sexually and being treated like a slut. It wasn't something I would want all the time, but it was definitely something I apparently craved. He told me he had an amazing time as well and was happy to help me bring out my wild, naughty side. He said that I wasn't unusual, and this happened with many women. He had obviously done this before. Hell, I could see why he was so reluctant to go back to the real world when you could live in paradise and fuck new women every week.
I also told him that starting this afternoon I was returning back to my married life and that I could not see him again for the rest of our vacation. He said he understood and wished me a great time and gave me some tips on out of the way places to visit on the island. We got back to the hotel around 1:45. He gave me a very chaste hug and I left him to go up to our room. Once I got to the room, I took off Tom's tank top with the full intent to change into a bathing suit, but I was so tired that I passed out on the bed naked.
When Tom came back to the room at 2, he was greeted with the sight of his naked wife on the bed. He decided to wake me up in the best way possible and we made gently love before heading out to our dinner reservation. The rest of our time on Maui was amazing. We had a great time seeing the island and having a very romantic time. I even took Tom to the nude beach and the secluded area beyond the cave where we ended up making love. When Tom asked me how I knew about it, I told him that while he was busy working and playing golf, I had been busy meeting the locals and getting to know about some secret spots. I figured my two-day adventure with Terry and his group of friends was a one-time thing and what Tom didn't know would not hurt him. I intended to be a loving, faithful wife for the rest of our marriage.
Little did I know what would happen at the conference in just six weeks.
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