An Unexpected Vacation

I had just finished my dissertation data collection and was awaiting the defense. My wife and I had just decided together for me to take a position with NASA for my post-doctoral internship and she had received a promotion to Regional Director of a home health company a week prior. We had already put a down payment on a nice house in League City and were already in the process of packing everything up.

In addition to all that good news, the past year had been amazing. After a very sexually charged series of events our marriage had gone from arguing weekly, no flirting, and no sex to a complete reversal.

A drunken skinny dipping incident on a conference had awakened a beast in my wife that I had been waiting on for years, and a fun Halloween a couple of months later opened the door to exploring new fantasies. At the time, she said she was open to trying the hotwife lifestyle...even if just once...just to please me.

Well, it's been a year, and although we have not explored that particular fantasy yet our marriage has definitely been on the upswing. Of our 8 years together, this one has been the best and everything seemed to be coming together.

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Back to the present...I just finished my data collection for my dissertation last week. It is now summer and I am officially ABD (All but dissertation), and I am ecstatic. Aside from writing and putting together a PowerPoint, I am essentially done with my PhD. I just accepted a position with NASA and we are about to move.

I look in the mirror with a sense of pride. Through my PhD there have been a few ups and many downs...nonetheless, in my reflection I see a driven man who has bashed through every obstacle that has befallen me and have emerged victorious. Physically, many tend to regress throughout their program. I somehow was able to throw on an extra 15 pounds of mass through my time. My 215 pound frame, bald head, and tattoos made me look more a meat head than a scientist...a fact that many had discounted my intellect for...yet, here I am; I've made it.

Similarly, my wife has only gotten sexier through our 4 years here. Even a year and a half having a baby, she has more sex appeal than any woman I had ever seen. Her little frame, enhanced chest, luscious lips...and that ass...makes her the constant object of my fantasies. What makes it better is that in the last year she has embraced her sexuality. Everywhere we go she gets checked out, some guys overtly eye fucking her as she walks through the grocery store. When we go out, she flirts with other guys and even enjoys dancing with them as I watch.

We have toyed with the idea of her playing with another guy while I watch, but it has never occurred. This is partly a combination of her not being one to initiate the activity and me not wanting to push the issue, but also due to the opportunity never arising.

I have considered going to Craigslist to have men basically 'apply' to come help me with yardwork or come do an in-home massage while our baby is at a friend's, but I have not gone through with it. We are at an impasse where we both want it but we don't know how to make it happen. I'm sure given time, and most likely alcohol, she will give in.

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We just got moved in. We are both taking a week off to unpack and get situated...and possibly have a little adult fun...and just relax. I will spend the next two weeks writing and my dissertation should be ready to defend.

One day, I go out to check the mail and find an envelope from my parents. Apparently my parents and her parents had combined their frequent flyer miles and we had a free flight to and from Jamaica. As I'm reading, I hear Freya's car pull up and wait at the door to tell her the good news. She's as excited as I am and we kiss and decide to go out to eat.

That night, we get the baby to bed and begin looking at all-inclusive resorts. I suggest Hedonism, which comes complete with all-inclusive amenities but also has nude beaches/pools, nightclubs geared towards swingers, and just an overall alternative vibe. She suggests Sandals, another all-inclusive resort, albeit more traditional. We end up settling on the Sandals...I knew it was a long shot to get her on a nude beach but it was totally worth a shot!

The next month drags. Between writing and picking up the basics at NASA, I feel a little swamped. Luckily, I am 'interrupted' on random occasions by either a picture of my wife in lingerie, a video of my wife with a toy, or my actual wife...in lingerie...sitting on my face. It's the little things in life. I eventually get my writing done and defense date set, with us flying out a week after.

My stress somehow decreases as the date approaches. It's now almost here and my family and her mom have come down to stay with us and go watch my defense.

I pass solidly...I am now Dr. Odin!! Coupled with Freya's recent completion of her BSN Boards, we are living the high life. After going out with the family that night, we make love for a couple of hours before falling asleep in a trembling heap on the bed.

The next morning, we awake and spend time with the family. They all stay for a couple of days before heading out and we begin to pack. I can't help but notice as my wife looks at me and smiles that half her suitcase seems to be lingerie and the rest is filled with heels, swimsuits, a couple workout outfits, and her pleasure wand. I have also packed some silk boxers and dress clothes in mine for the formal dinners, in addition to the normal stuff. She tells me to leave the room so I don't see the dresses she has purchased specifically for this trip.

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It's finally time! Dr. and Mrs. Odin on their second honeymoon en route to Jamaica, mon. The flight is uneventful...of course I try to get her to join the Mile High Club but it's a day flight and she's not feeling the exhibitionist side.

After a 5 hour flight it's wheels down and we are taxiing to the Sandals Resort. We have the rest of today (it's Wednesday around 3 p.m. here), three full days, and then we leave at 10 a.m. on Sunday. I automatically think of possible pickups for her at the night club but quickly erase it from my head...I'll let her make the move when she's ready.

After getting our bags unpacked, I go in to the bathroom to shower and shave, expecting her to join me...leading to a longer shower. After 20 minutes or so I get out and put my swim shorts on and go back into the main room to find her missing. "This is odd" I think to myself.

I look out in the hall, walk to the pool, and return to the room to find her in a very revealing bikini with a virtual thong bottom and a very sheer, translucent cover up. Her hair spills over her shoulders and I take in her intoxicating scent. I told her I thought she ran off with a Jamaican athlete or something to which she responded, "I just went out back on the balcony..." I sensed she wasn't telling me something but decided not to ask further questions.

We went down to the cafeteria and treated ourselves to some free gourmet food (tonight's dish is baked duck with a broccoli casserole) and then go to the beach. We are still in our swimsuits and she hands me her cover up. It begins to get dark as we head back to the room and I notice our balcony is open to the beach...so that's where she disappeared to earlier. On the way up to the room I see a very well built guy sitting on the balcony next to ours.

This man looks to be around six foot tall with my build but far more defined abs. Hell, I think I just got a man crush. As we walk up he smiles broadly at my wife and says "Hey Freya, did you two have fun?"

She warmly smiles back and says "Yes we did, how was your afternoon?" They continued their chit chat before I finally chimed in, "Hello I'm Odin and take it you already know my wife."

He responded with "I'm Aleph and yes, we had a good conversation earlier while you took an extended shower. That's quite some wife you have there, you may want to keep an eye on her." If I were a jealous guy the way he said that would have worried me...but the bigger question...what did they chat about?

We said our goodnights and entered the room. I looked at her with curiosity and she looked slightly embarrassed... "Freya?"

"I'm sorry, I should've told you earlier." She spoke softly as she laid back on the bed and slowly spread her legs. As I looked into her eyes I slowly crawled onto the bed and began to kiss her feet and legs...

"Should've told me what?" She sighs as I slowly kiss every inch of her legs, slowly moving toward my prize...

"Well, mmm, I wanted to see how my cover up looked in...ahh...the light so I went out on the b-aaa-lcony" ...I was now nibbling on her inner thighs while making as much skin contact as possible... "So I was standing out there enjoyi...mmm...enjoying the breeze when Aleph began to talk to me. I think he...oooh yeahh...I think he enjoyed my dress babe..."

"It did look hot babe but don't all the women out here wear a bikini with a see-through dress? How'd you know he enjoyed?"

With that I untied her bottoms and slowly dipped my tongue into her wetness... "Well...I didn't exactly have the bikini on..."

"Oh?"

"Yeah it was just the bottoms and cover up..."

"Well the cover up is rather see through..."

"Yeah and Aleph noticed that as well...ahhhh...the way he looked at my hard nipples...fuck babe right there...and the bulge in his shorts...ohhh babe keep going...I think he wanted to fuck me over the balcony railing...Oh FUCK!!"

With that I clamped my hands into her hips and sped up my oral ministrations as her juices flowed. "Did you want him to fuck you baby?" I slowly move up her body, kissing every inch as I hook an arm under her leg...

"Maybe a little..." I slowly press the head of my cock against her opening...

"Like this baby?"

"Yes please put it in me" I rub it up and down her opening and then feel her feet wrap around my waist...

"I said FUCK ME BABY!" With that I slid the length in in one stroke and began to pump my wife full of my manhood.

"Imagine I'm him! Imagine he's penetrating you while your husband is sitting back watching! Say my name!"

"Oh FUCK ME ALEPH, FUCK ME WHILE MY HUSBAND WAT...OOOOOOH!!" We came in unison and then cuddled together, quickly finding sleep.

The next morning, I wake up before her and run to the cafeteria to grab breakfast for her. When I return, I find her on the balcony again. She is reclined in the chair wearing a black silk robe. Her shapely legs are propped up on the balcony rail and she is reading a book. I sneak up behind her and kiss her ear very gently, placing the plate of food on the table by her. She hooks an arm around my head and turns her face to meet my lips.

After sharing breakfast, we head to the main entrance of the resort. She is wearing a white string bikini with very tiny shorts and matching sandles. I'm in a very thin button up shirt and khaki swim shorts. We are approached by a balding older local guy with a big belly who directs us to a Sandals Jeep. We get in and are taken to a garage where some dunebuggies await us. Today's journey we are guided to some sand dunes and allowed 2 hours to go play.

Upon arrival, I let Freya drive first. She takes it easy for the most part, slowing down so as not to get air but speeding down the dunes. After a bit, she lets me take the wheel...the first dune I see, we get air and she starts screaming. Of course I die laughing and she says it's not funny and starts to gripe at me. I grab her head and kiss her deeply... "Wanna do it again?"

"...yes".

So we take turns for next couple of hours, eventually having her get us some air before finally returning to the rendezvous point. We are both hot, sweaty, and sandy by this point and, after eating, head directly to the beach. She lays out a towel and lays back and then asks me to run to the room and grab her lotion and then stop and get drinks. I return 15 minutes later to find a couple guys intruding on my territory. One is probably college aged, most likely an endurance athlete, and is on his knees by her applying lotion to her legs. The other, our age and mostly in shape, is propped on an elbow next to her chatting while rubbing lotion on her back.

I walk up and tell the guy on his elbow "You're in my spot". He looks up at me with a smirk, realizes I am a much bigger guy, and gets up. I kneel down and give her the Cosmopolitan she requested and take up my spot. He starts to walk away and I stop him with "I just said you're in my spot, I don't mind if you rub lotion on her...she obviously didn't."

He turns back and takes up next to his brother. We all chat for the next hour or so and they eventually leave. "Well honey, you seem to just be a magnet eh?"

"Isn't that what you wanted?"

"Absolutely, I'm loving it!"

"Are you going to be ok if I give in?"

"Yes babe, I've wanted to see it for years!"

"Ok." With that, she props up and kisses me.

We gather up our stuff and head to the room to change for dinner. She throws on a red cocktail dress with a slit that goes almost up to her hip and a dangerously low plunging neckline. A silver choker, diamond earrings, and black thigh highs with black stilettos complete the look. I throw on some black slacks, tailored red shirt, and a black tailored jacket and we look amazing together. We go eat and partake in more of the free drinks before going to the main bar on the resort.

Every head in the bar turns as we walk in and the sound of a thousand slaps pleases our ears as wives get mad at their husbands. In the States, she would not have paid for a single drink. She is being very flirty with me and we are having a blast. Tonight, we are the only people that exist. We finish a couple of drinks before heading back to the room for what I assume will be some fun times.

Along the way, we run into Aleph again who tells us there is to be a bonfire on the beach that night. I can't help but notice how big my wife smiles and the unintended lick of the lips as she gazes on his perfect torso. He also undresses her with his eyes before looking at me with a look that said "I will fuck your wife in front of you before you two leave this island."

As soon as I unlock the door, she presses me against the wall and begins ripping my clothes off. Before I can even register the action, my pants are around my knees and she is licking the underside of my shaft. As her head begins to bob, my pants are undone and pulled down and she is stripping her dress off. She is wearing only thigh highs and heels...wait, did she go out without a bra or panties!?

She stands up and very seductively walks to the bed. She looks over her shoulder at me and simply says "I need you inside me...NOW!"

I quickly remove the remainder of my clothes and practically dive in. I've always had difficulty getting off but so far this trip I have no difficulty...as I grab her hips and begin to plow she starts to scream out "Fuck me babe! If you don't get me off I will have to get Aleph!" This sends me over the edge and I empty everything into her just as she begins to cum. I keep pumping to help her through it and we go to shower.

She gets out before me to dry off, and I take the time to shave. When I get out she is tying her bikini top and analyzing herself in the mirror. She has removed the earrings but still has the silver and diamond choker. "I thought we were going to bed."

"Well honey, I want to go to the bonfire; you're more than welcome to tag along." This actually stung...tag along? She seems like a woman on a mission and that mission seems to be our Adonis of a neighbor. I throw on my swimsuit and follow her out the back.

We can see the bonfire in the distance, about half a mile off. I bend down and scoop her up...a princess deserves the special treatment after all...and carry her the whole way. We arrive and there are probably 15 to 20 people hanging out and drinking or smoking. I forgot that marijuana was legal here. Aleph shows up in front of us, wearing what Freya refers to as "potato sack pants" that cling to him.

He welcomes us and hands us each a beer. She hands me hers and tells him she's not much of a beer drinker. He walks to the cooler and pours a healthy amount of rum into a cup and tops it off with Coke for color. She thanks him and we begin to mingle. We initially hang out by ourselves and eventually begin to chat with people. As the night progresses, Aleph makes his way to us again and we begin to chat. It's now around 1 a.m. and Freya is very tipsy and I am slightly buzzed. There are maybe 10 people left scattered around the bonfire, and Freya, myself, and Aleph are sitting out by the water making small talk.

He actually doesn't seem so bad. I normally would never get envious of another guy but this Dwayne Johnson look alike is dead set on having my wife. Yes this is what I've been wanting but I figured it would be a little guy. I began to imagine it and jealousy was again overridden with lust. He reached around her and patted me on the shoulder "You alright there bud?"

"Yeah I was just zoned out, sorry, what's up?" We went back to chatting...it turned out he was from Seattle, was a former college football player, and now owned a car lot. He had sold a car to a shareholder of the resort years back and they had worked out a deal for him to spend a week at the resort once a year.

Kristen finally spoke up, "What kind of deal?"

"Well, I come here for a week and in exchange I am on the massage therapy staff for 3 of those days." This got her attention...as well as a knot in my stomach "Oh yeah? So we can book you for tomorrow!?"

He looked over at her, and then a smile to me, and then back to her "Well today is my last day here, I leave in the morning at 11."

She replied with a simple "Oh..." After a few moments of silence she asked "Well do you have your stuff in your room?" The shit eating grin that crossed his face as he looked at me...

"As a matter of fact, I do." She looked over at me.

"Is it ok if Aleph gives me a massage in the room babe? Please?" Well, the time is finally here...I have to put up or shut up. Watching her with a hung, muscled-up hunk has been the subject of my fantasies for at least the past 2 years.

"hehe babe sure! Shall we head back?"

We got back to the room and I poured myself some liquid courage as we waited for him to grab his stuff. She took her bikini off and wrapped a towel around herself as she gave me a very long and very wet kiss followed by "I love you baby".

There was a knock at the door and I got up to let him in. I couldn't help but notice he hadn't bothered to put a shirt on. He set the table up in the middle of the room and set the oils out. He turned toward her and instructed her to lay down on her front, and she complied. He began on her hands and feet, applying copious amounts of warm oil so her skin was glistening with sexual energy.

After each hand and foot, he would gently lower it back to the table while 'discretely' rubbing it down his groin. He then went to her feet and slowly began to work her calves, slowly working his way up. We both noticed her breathing intensify and he glanced up at me with a smirk. He then went up to her arms and began to work them, brushing her hand with his tent as he worked her shoulders and back.

Then we heard it...he was working her back and let his hands slide around and under her to touch her breasts...she moaned. He moves back to her legs and begins paying attention to her butt and inner thighs. I see her opening her legs more with each stroke of his hands. She moves her hips into his hands, yearning for more. When she can't take anymore, he has her roll over. He goes to replace the towel and she says "You've already seen them..."

He smiles and begins working on her feet. He looks over to me and looks slightly confused that I'm rubbing the bulge in my own pants but then realizes this was partly my idea. He moves up her legs slowly before skipping over her torso and working her arms. I see him untie his pants. They slide off without any extra motion and I realize this man is very well endowed. I'm around eight inches and pretty thick and he had about my thickness but a couple inches longer...I began to worry if she could take it.