Visiting the Foreign Guest


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Desc: Erotica Sex Story: Six months after 'Entertaining a Foreign Guest' in Sydney, the young couple win a trip to LA and reunite with the US sailor and meet his wife

A sequel to Entertaining a Foreign Guest

This is a sequel to 'Entertaining a Foreign Guest' and will make more sense if it is read after the initial story.

It has been written at the request of a few fans, although the result might not necessarily be how some of them might have envisaged.

"Guess what, Grant" an excited Jan asked me as I came through the front door at the end of a busy day at work.

Kissing my wife first and then our two young children, I asked tiredly "can't, so why don't you just tell me."

"You remember that coupon to win one of several holiday packages I filled out from the weekend paper a few months ago?" she asked, seemingly even more agitated than before.

"Not really, but don't tell me we've won a night down the coast" I responded without a lot of enthusiasm.

Not to be deterred from her husband's tired responses, Jan told me "no darling, we've just won two return tickets from Sydney to LA on a Qantas A380 with five nights in the Beverly Hills Crowne Plaza."

Suddenly feeling a lot less tired, I cried out "we won what?"

Reassuring me that they had actually won this trip, I excitedly exclaimed "when do we have to go and what do we do with our two little terrors?"

"Well I've already spoken to my parents and they were excited at the prospect of looking after our two little darlings. I suggested two weeks, as they agreed it was silly to fly over 15 hours each way and only stay five days. It shouldn't cost us too much extra. By the way, we can go anytime in the next twelve months, but I was hoping that we could go in about three months as that suits mum and dad and you should be due for holidays by then" she replied.

"Sounds good to me. I'll see what I can organise. What a wonderful surprise, darling" I told my wife as I swept her up in my arms and spun her around before planting a big, passionate kiss on her welcoming lips.

After dinner, I came out from the study where I had been doing some research on our computer.

"Your turn to guess what" I told Jan with a big smile on my face.


"Guess who lives only two hours away from LA?"

"I guess several million Americans, but I don't know any personally" she replied cheekily.

"What about Sam! Wouldn't you like to see him again?" I asked her tenderly.

"Are you serious? Would you really want me to see him again?" she replied a little incredulously. After all, it had been over six months since she had entertained the visiting sailor and we had ended up having a threesome with him. It had been some time since his name had been mentioned, although when it was mentioned during our love making, it never seemed to fail to bring us both to massive conclusions.

"Yes, actually I would. You know how turned on I was that last night he came for dinner and we both made love to you. He left me his email address, so I can write to him if you want me to and see if he's going to be back at San Diego when we are there. Besides, I'd like to spend a few days down there. From what I've read it seems to be an interesting place to visit" I told her.

"So where exactly is it?" Jan enquired.

"Well, unless it's moved since I last looked at a map" I replied facetiously, "San Diego is about two hours drive south of Los Angles and about half an hour north of the Mexican border. It's supposed to be a very beautiful city with quite a large military presence, especially Navy, which is why Sam is stationed there. In fact, I wouldn't mind visiting there even if Sam isn't at home, but would you like me to contact him?"

"Only if you are really sure you want to share me with him, because I don't think I could see him again and not want to enjoy his body" she replied softly, almost wistfully, clearly remembering her time with him.

"Then that's settled. I'll go and send an email to him straight away" I told her as I turned, strode off to the computer and set about composing an email to Sam, telling him about our good fortune and proposing to meet him in San Diego if he was in town when we would be there.

"Sam's replied" I called out excitedly to Jan as I sat at the computer checking for emails a week later, "and yes, he'll be in San Diego when we go to America. What's more, he's offered to meet us in Beverly Hills and show us around for a day and then take us down to San Diego."

"Wow, that sounds great" was Jan's happy response, immediately envisaging the pleasures she hoped to experience again from having the pleasure of two special men making love to her.

"But there's more – he's offered for us to stay with him and his wife for a few days while he shows us around San Diego. He has assured us that his wife, Lorraine, is keen to have us stay with them. He even said that Lorraine was so pleased that we extended such great hospitality to her husband while he was staying in Sydney" Grant continued.

He watched his wife's face rapidly change expression from excited anticipation to disappointment as she cried "he ... he's married?"

"Well I'm not surprised. He was a rather good looking bloke and as a US Navy officer, I'm sure he's a good catch. He never actually told us he wasn't married" I reminded her.

"Maybe, but remember the last thing he said was that if I were single he would take me back to the States with him" Jan said wistfully.

"Still that didn't necessarily mean he wasn't married. Maybe he wanted a mistress or a plural marriage" I replied consolingly.

"Looks like our threesome is off the agenda though" Jan sighed.

"Not necessarily" I reassured her. "After all, we could spend the night with him in Las Angles before he takes us down to San Diego and who knows what might happen there."

"Perhaps, although I'm not so certain that he'd want to cheat on his wife so close to home and I'm not sure that I would want to do that either" Jan told me.

"Well let's just wait and see. I still like his offer of being shown around and accommodation in San Diego. Besides, from what he wrote his wife said, she may be a little more broadminded than you think."

"Not necessarily. He may have only told her we entertained him and gave him some home cooked meals" Jan negatively responded, before adding "but yes, I agree we should take up his offer as I'm sure we'll see a lot more than if we tried to do it by ourselves."

Three months later we were on our first overseas trip. It was a long flight, but the A380 was not only huge, but it was surprisingly quiet and comfortable. Nevertheless, we both only managed an hour or two of sleep, so were very tired when we entered the terminal.

One of the problems with such a large plane was that it had a lot of passengers and with several other international aircraft arriving around the same time, the queues to get through immigration seemed endless and this just made us tireder. In fact it was an hour before we were collecting our luggage and then we still had to go through customs.

We actually both dozed a little on the shuttle bus we had arranged to take us to the hotel so didn't see a lot on the journey which took us almost another hour before it finally stopped at the Beverly Hills Crowne Plaza around 11 am.

Although we could check our bags in, we couldn't get a room until 2 pm, unless we paid for an extra night which we thought an unnecessary luxury. So, after checking with the concierge about what was within walking distance, we decided to stroll down to the Museum of Tolerance, which took us about a half hour to walk there.

We were told the museum was dedicated to challenging visitors to understand the Holocaust in both historic and contemporary contexts, but we found that it also confronted all forms of prejudice and discrimination in today's world.

We had a light lunch in the cafe there before spending over two hours wandering around the different floors. As we walked back to our hotel we reflected on what we had seen and we both agreed it had been a surprisingly good experience.

It was well after 3pm by this stage, but we were determined to try and stay awake until about 6pm. Then we hoped to sleep for at least 12 hours, so that we could try and get over the jet lag. After all, we had left home at 9am this morning (Wednesday) to go to Sydney airport, but landed at 9am and it was still Wednesday, having gained 17 hours. It had been a long day.

We surprised ourselves by not waking up until 9 am the next morning. After a shower and some breakfast we felt a little better, but still tired, so decided not to do too much today. We had arranged to spend four of our free nights here now and then the fifth free night as our last night in the USA.

We had arranged with Sam that he would drive down on Saturday morning, aiming to get here around 10am and he'd spend the rest of the day driving us around, showing us some of mansions and where the stars lived, as well as taking us to the J. Paul Getty Museum. He was going to spend the night with us in our hotel room and then take us down to San Diego after breakfast on Sunday morning. We said we would be waiting outside the hotel at 10am as we knew there was no where to park without paying astronomical parking fees.

This meant we had today to do some shopping, see Rodeo Drive and Hollywood, while tomorrow we planned to do the Universal Studios tour.

We had arranged to spend four nights in San Diego with Paul and his wife and then planned to catch a bus to Los Vegas, where we'd spend another four nights before returning to LA for our last night.

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