I laid there on the bed in my room at the resort. I was naked except for my wedge platform espadrilles that were still laced to my feet. I was face down on the bed, spread eagled, my mind was blurry. I remembered how it all started.
I had come to this resort on a girls' only trip. The only problem was that my two friends were coming from another town. The tropical storm that had gone over their area made sure they would not be able to travel but I learned that too late. I was there already. I remembered just hanging out at the beach and pool taking in some relaxing "me time". Spa plus beach equals stress lifting up.
I had played a little game with this guy jogging on the resort's beach.
At first it was a smile, then a little flashing. Oh my what did I get myself into?!?!
Now it was clear. We had met at the resort restaurant. He seemed to be alone as well. We had a few ... many drinks and nice conversation. There also was some intense flirting. That is not me. I flirt or am pleasant with men all the time but never did it lead to anything. It was just fun to get a little attention.
One thing with Mike led to another and then...
I remembered now as the wetness between my legs reminded me. God, what I done, what did he do to me? He had sex with me twice in two different positions. His member was so large, so long, so thick ... He had torn me apart. I had come several times. He had filled me furiously. I remember screaming for him to stop as he was too big for me but he had not stopped. I had never felt such pain and pleasure at the same time.
I looked at the clock on the nightstand. "oh no. I had to leave. I rushed to remove my shoes and went to the shower. I washed off all our juices from my womanhood. I was sore down there as my tight little hole had been so stretched. I went to my room, packed quickly and headed for the front desk to check out.
In the shuttle to the airport it hit me. "what will I tell my husband? Will I see Mike again? Did I want to?" All those questions kept going in my mind as I sat on the plane back to the US and I played with the piece of paper inscribed with Mike's email
Mike's Story The buzzing of my phone brought me back to the real world as I slowly came out of a deep sleep. My surroundings, unfamiliar for the moment, came into perspective as I recalled the events of the previous evening.
Shaking out the cobwebs, I looked at the message on my phone; "Get back to the office now. Emergency!" stared me in the eyes. Stella, my EA, wouldn't send a message like that unless the shit had really hit the fan. Looking around for my clothes, I felt myself getting hard again as I gazed at Jenna sprawled out on the bed.
She really was attractive! Tall, around 5' 7 she obviously took care of herself. She had a full, brunette bush, trimmed enough for a bikini but sufficient to leave an attractive outline behind transparent panties. She had one long leg out straight while the other was bent at the knee revealing two red, very swollen lips peeking out of her brown bush. It appeared as if the lips were still wet from the previous night's activities while the surrounding area was encrusted with the juices from our previous coupling. Her large breasts were partially concealed but I could make out one erect nipple poking out from its soft mound beneath her arm Both heads were working overtime trying to reach some sort of decision. I grabbed my trousers, reaching for my phone. It was 4:30am as I quickly scanned the airline schedules on my Blackberry. Damn, I could just make a flight back to the mainland if I hauled ass out of there.
I affectionately looked again at Jenna and knew that she would not object if I climbed between her legs and filled that sweet pussy one more time. God, I enjoyed the sex with her last night. Shaking my head to further clear the air, I reminded myself that she was married. Just some piece who was looking for a quick fuck and a lost weekend! There definitely wasn't any future here. I didn't even know where she lived.
Coming to a quick decision, I booked the flight and finished dressing. Almost against my better judgement, I pulled out a business card and left it on the night table bedside the bed. What the hell, I'll leave it up to Jenna to decide. She's the one with everything to lose.
I quickly packed up my clothes and headed out the door of my room to catch the flight back to the states.
Jenna's Story After my return home and to work, I kept secret my night with Mike. I would surprise myself dreaming about the way he had dominated me, ravaged me, and gave me pleasure. The guilt would come back and I would go through another cycle. Finally I sent him an email. Just to see how he was. Something "innocent" He replied right away. We kept emailing back and forth for a few days. As time went by, the emails were getting me hotter and more turned on. We joked about how I may have problems forgetting his cock. It went on for a couple weeks. I did not want to go further at first but then it dawned on me that I craved to let him have his way with me again. I told Mike that I was leaving the next week for a business trip to Dallas. He responded that, what a coincidence, he would be in the area.
My heart was beating, would we meet, would I go through with it again without so much alcohol? Would I be able to let go of my inhibitions and enjoy the time spent with him. Certainly this was not a deep relationship and it was solely based on our one sex adventure.
We arranged for a place to meet for drinks after one of my meetings. I was excited and scared at the same time. I packed my clothes thinking about what I would wear for that evening. It had to go from day to evening without getting any undue attention from my colleagues.
I flew there and could only think of one thing during the meeting. The same questions came coming back. We talked on the phone that first night and he suggested that I come to his hotel's bar the next night. Since it was a block down the road, It would be easier. I would feel safe and we did not have to drive around.
After my meeting I took a cab for the quick ride instead of heading for my room. I had had a few glasses of wine already to calm my nerves.
I was wearing a black narrow skirt that came below my knees, a tan button down sweater. I had on black leather knee high boots with 4 inch stacked heels. A bit audacious for work but not too obvious. No one could see that I had on black stockings with a bra, panties and matching garter belt set underneath.
Mike's Story Wow! Receiving an email from Jenna was a major surprise. I had returned home in time to put out a major fire and save my Company thousands of dollars as well as some potential considerable embarrassment.
Trading emails with Jenna proved to be quite a distraction. On one hand she was fascinated with the idea of having her pussy stretched to the extreme by a stiff cock but insisted that she didn't want to jeopardize her marriage! My general policy is to stay away from married women because they are nothing more than a disaster waiting to happen. It's not a matter of if an affair gets discovered; it's just a matter of when.
I work in the security industry and I've had a lot of experience and exposure to secret rendezvous'. So why did I respond to her? Why was I so damned attracted to her?
Looking back, it was probably ego as much as anything else. Her husband must have had a small dick because I had never considered mine to be overly large. Maybe she just had a very small, tight pussy. Who knows? I have known one woman who felt like an open door. Just like jacking off into the air! Jenna, on the other hand, could clench your dick as tight as if she had it in her fist.
We traded emails for a period of time and it became pretty obvious that she was more than interested in getting together for another session. As circumstances would have it, she mentioned that she had business in Dallas in a couple of weeks. I checked my schedule and, with a couple of minor changes, freed up some time so that I could join her. Don't ask me what I was thinking! With every email my mind raced back to the DR and the night that we spent together. Funny thing about imagination! The sex just got hotter and better the more that I thought about it. The worst thing about it was that I was starting to fantasize about what I would like to do if we got together again. Such a hot body! So much to explore! So much to do! I'm a very oral person and we hadn't even scratched that surface yet. What if she gave terrible blowjobs? After all, no woman can be perfect at everything ... can she?
I arranged to stay in a hotel a short distance from where she said that she would be in order to avoid any potential problems. After I had checked in and freshened up, I rang her hotel and we arranged to meet in the bar of my hotel to avoid any of her associates.
I had some time to spare before she arrived so I wandered down to the bar to check the place out and hopefully find a dark corner for when Jenna arrived.
I had just entered the Lounge when I recognized a woman sitting at the far end of the bar. It was Gloria who I had spent some time with while working on a job in Ohio. She was a 30's something tall blond who really enjoyed a good time. I hoped to avoid her but was too far into the bar when I recognized her. She looked up at me and I could see the hint of recognition which changed to a big smile as she recognized who it was.
"Mikeeey! How did you discover that I was here? It's been a long time, baby." She gushed with that infectious smile and twinkle in her eye.
.... There is more of this story ...