Probably a little controversial, but my stories are known for that. This one will let the emotions out, you have been told. As always, a big thank you goes out to my editors, 'LadyCibelle' and 'Techsan' who are responsible for making my stories a better read.
Wow! Zoea and I have been married for five years. It seems like only yesterday that I asked her to be my bride. I'm Eric and I'm one of the luckiest guys on earth. I studied stocks and investments in college. I guess I was a good learner because twelve years later, here I am a millionaire.
I met Zoea when she came in for a job interview for an executive secretary position. Our agency was growing by leaps and bounds. I went into a partnership with Brad in an investment firm. Brad graduated with me and was a great partner to our small but profitable firm. We hired Zoea about seven years ago. She was fantastic, not only in looks but also in brains. She became my right hand lady, and then my wife.
Brad's wife Amy was a stay at home mom. They had two little ones under the age of five.
I wanted to do something special for our - Zoea and my - fifth anniversary, so I got us four tickets on a week long cruise to the Bahamas. Zoea was thrilled and when I told her I got tickets for Brad and Amy, she was happier yet. It's nice to go places with close friends. The four of us were very close. Not sexually or anything like that. We just went places a lot together. I guess you could say Brad and I weren't just partners but were best friends as well.
I dated a lot in my life. I was a normal looking guy but I had brains. Believe me, some girls love guys with brains. I had a normal physique, not fat, not skinny. In general, my looks weren't my best feature: My brains were. You see, I have a photographic memory. If I read or hear anything, it collects somewhere in this head of mine. So it helped with remembering anything a girl said to me. Who do you think the college girls came to when they had a problem with their studies? I spent many nights helping girls out with their homework while they were in their baby doll pajamas. Then we would remove the PJ's and I would lay some rope. Sex was easy to come by.
I hardly ever had to study and spent a lot of time at parties. When it came to making love, I knew my way around the bedroom. I figured I would probably never marry since the women were so plentiful and I loved them all the same. At least till Zoea came into my life.
With Zoea, it was different. It was love at first sight. I had never felt this way about anyone. Zoea, to me. was the perfect woman: great looks, perfect figure, and legs that went all the way up to her ass. I know that may sound odd but that's the way I saw them. I mean she was one knockout of a woman. Her personality to me was perfect. We started dating from the time I hired her. There was nowhere that we didn't go together. We were like two peas in a pod. I didn't hang with the guys, and Zoea didn't have the women's night out. Although she did join the local gym to keep in shape. If we had free time, we spent it together; we were that close.
I had dated a lot of women before meeting Zoea. I had sexual relations with most of them, so I was no novice when it came to lovemaking. I was willing to try most anything with my women. With Zoea, I felt different right from the start. I fell so deeply in love with her. Sex or no sex, I didn't care. I just wanted to be with her.
How do you explain falling head over heels for a woman? I mean seeing her, being near her, to look at her smile or listening to her laugh brought total joy to me. I hope I'm getting my point across here. I've heard of people saying they were in love like this, but never believed them. I guess I thought it was a phase people went though, but with Zoea, it was real. I guess you have to have it happen to you to know the feeling. Zoea was my life. I had total faith and trust in her.
I explained my feelings to Zoea. She said that she felt the same about me and didn't want any other man but me. After about a year and a half we were married. As I mentioned, life was great. Our sex life couldn't be any better. We made love everywhere. She was so beautiful, even naked, taut breasts, hourglass figure, a flat tummy, and a pussy that was made to be eaten and fucked; something that I did very often!
We weren't prudes, but were more of the yuppie set. We partied a lot. We even went to nude beaches together. Most people don't know much about nude beaches. Usually there are mostly middle age to older couples, sometimes they have their kids with them. It isn't all great looking babes out there waiting to be fucked. Quite the opposite, it's generally older people with not the greatest looking bodies. Some are sun worshipers, others just like to lay on the beach naked and get a total tan. After you've seen a hundred nude bodies on a beach, the surprise is usually gone. Every now and then you may see a few people out there trying to look at all the nudity. Most are asked to leave or quickly sit down and look around quietly.
Everyone noticed the really good looking women when they are naked or the men that are hung even with a soft cock. Zoea's looks demanded attention. She would just smile and set a blanket down and smile over at me. I often asked her what she was thinking when the men looked at her nude body. She told me it was the same as dressing sexy. She knew I would be hot to trot when we got back to our room and she would get some of the best sex ever.
"Zoea, do you ever think of having sex with other men, any more?" I asked.
"No, this body belongs only to you. Yes, I like sex, but with you it's so much more than that. I never want to lose you. The love we have could never be replaced by letting some other guy have me. I love you, Eric, and only you. If you want me to dress differently or not go nude, then all you have to do is say so. I always believed you wanted to show me off and let people know that I belong only to you," she replied.
She was right. Whenever other men looked at her, I was proud and at the same time knowing that she was mine, only mine.
Brad and Amy are very similar to us when it comes to sexual awareness. They've gone to the nude beaches with us. Amy has a nice figure also but after a couple of kids it wasn't in the same category as Zoea's. For a woman who had two children she still looked great. Brad and I often joked with the girls about swapping but none of us would ever do it. Other than a peck of a kiss, we never touched each other's wife. It was a great bond the four of us had. We could go anywhere, do anything, and not have to worry. It was real friendship.
I know many people probably have a hard time understanding our lifestyle situation. We showed off but were totally monogamous.
We headed out for the cruise. We were leaving from Ohio and flying first class to Florida, where we would be catching our cruise ship. We were excited and the girls were acting giddy all the time. We had separate rooms on the ship. I was expecting to make love to Zoea every night. We have done it in front of Brad and Amy before, and they did it in front of us. It was never planned. It might have been camping and sharing a tent. We usually liked our privacy when making love.
After we got settled in, we decided to check out the ship. It had everything. A pool, lots of gambling, a gigantic dining area, and three snack areas where you could get something anytime, day or night. Also twenty-four hour room service. Of course liquor a-plenty, set up all over the ship. We headed to a greeting lounge where they welcomed us all on board. Drinks were even free. We all had our share of drinks before heading off to tour the ship some more.
There were three entertainment decks. The first two were where most activities took place. The third entertainment deck was for nude guests only. The only exception was if a woman was on her time of the month, she could wear shorts or a bathing suit bottom. It's funny how so many women seemed to have their time of the month day after day. I believe they were a little shy and that policy just gave them an excuse. We decided to go on up and do a little sunbathing. They had a steward at the entrance explaining the rules. He gave each person a basket to put their clothes in and a locker key on a wristband, since no one had pockets.
Brad and I were out checking out the people while the girls were undressing. There were a few pretty nice looking women, but when Zoea and Amy came out, most eyes turned to them. We watched as they walked by a number of people to come sit next to us. A few men decided they needed towels on their laps. Hell, I even began to get a little hard watching my wife and Amy coming toward us. We all laid back and relaxed for about an hour and sunbathed. We ordered drinks and just enjoyed ourselves.
I saw two guys sitting not too far from us. I could tell they kept looking over our way; it seemed a little strange two guys by themselves up there. Maybe their wives didn't know they were there. Stuff like that happens a lot. Men get away from their wives and check out the other women.
Later in the afternoon, Zoea and I sat on the ship's deck. I remember telling her how beautiful it was. Calm and quiet, no hustle of the big cities; I remember telling her that someday I would like to move here and live. We could see all the different Islands off in the distance. It would be a perfect life with Zoea at my side. She told me how she loved it too. Peaceful and beautiful, it doesn't get much better than this.
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