The Tide
Copyright© 2020 erotic scribbler
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - A rich man, his young beautiful wife, and her teenage son go on a vacation in a tropical paradise. Once alone on a remote private island, the wife's plans for revenge manifest, and the whole truth about her identity and reasons for marrying him come out. A shocking ending too, not for the faint at heart!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Coercion Consensual Reluctant Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Incest Aunt Nephew Cream Pie Exhibitionism Oral Sex Revenge
“I asked you not to wear that to the pool,” Brent said as he raised the back of his lounge chair.
Maria turned to the opening of their poolside cabana and pointed at two women in thongs.
“It’s not like I’m wearing one of those that shows my whole butt.”
“I don’t care what they wear. Tomorrow we’ll be at the cottage.” Brent shrugged. “Private island, wear it then, but not here where all these people can gawk at your ass.” He tossed a mesh cover-up at Maria. “Go change into the new one I bought for you to wear at the pool.”
Maria huffed, “Fine,” and spun into the wrap as she left the cabana.
Brent listened until the sound of flip-flops slapping the concrete faded before grabbing his phone. “Bob, I only have a few minutes, but it should be enough time to talk about that new contract.”
After exiting the elevator on the eleventh floor, Maria stopped outside their two-bedroom suite and watched a petite maid lean into her service cart to get it moving toward the next room.
The effort required made Maria think, she’s so young, I wonder if her mother works here too? Did their combined wages feed them well? Maria shook off the sting of tears and appeased her guilt by thinking about the last place she worked. It was a motel Brent wouldn’t even drive past.
Maria opened the door to their suite and said, “Hello.”
Someone said, “Que pasa?” but she went to her room without answering, yanked off the bikini, flung it at the dresser, and ducked under a white Bikinishe’s crochet tunic. Her Mexican skin was dark brown everywhere, so only the black triangle of pubic hair and her erect nipples convincingly betrayed her nudity behind the open crocheted fabric.
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