This is my submission for the Summer Lovin’ contest, I hope you enjoy. Like most family men, I have seen the way my wife and I vacation evolve from the honeymoon to a time with kids. This is a fantasy of how that evolution might be reversed in one fateful experience. I hope you enjoy and appreciate your votes.
Stories with similar names often involve step mothers and/or incest. If that is what you’re looking for, you won’t find it in my story.
~NCG
Family Vacation
“Checking in, reservation for Kincaid,”
“Yes, Mrs. Kincaid, welcome to the Grande Marine resort, how was your trip down?”
“Fine,” came the response, but it had been far from fine. The reality was that eight hours in the minivan with boys ages 5 and 8 was never a good time. Then what was supposed to be a business call with Mandy driving and Matt on the phone became an in-depth contract-negotiating conference call requiring a two-hour stop at a rest area in West Virginia where she had to entertain her little guys while he ground it out. But it all got worse the last hour of the drive.
“Actually, one of my boys got sick in the van as we left the interstate,” she said to the clerk. “Is there someplace we can do some emergency cleaning?”
“Of course, Mrs. Kincaid. There is a self-serve car wash just down the road. But there’s a retired guy on the island, Walt, who does amazing detailing work. I have his card if you’d like it.” Mandy nodded and the clerk dug through a drawer of cards until she found it.
The clock on the wall indicated it was just past 8 p.m. and she doubted he would answer. The thought of a pile of partially digested nuggets and fries sitting in the van overnight nearly overwhelmed her, but she was relieved when the call connected. He seemed to read her mind and offered to come pick up the van right away to get started.
They had just unloaded the last of their luggage from the van when a bright blue Audi two seat convertible pulled in. Mandy wasn’t sure what she expected from a retired guy named Walt who cleaned puke out of tourists’ vans, but she was surprised to see his lean, six-foot frame climb out of the car. She put him in his late 60s, with wavy salt and pepper hair just past his shirt collar.
“You’re Mandy?” he asked as he walked over. “And this must be the vomit comet,” patting the side of the van. He looked inside quickly, certainly not lingering in there. “Standard rate for something like this is $250. For that you’ll get the current situation cleaned up, and the whole thing as clean as the day you drove it off the lot. I know $250 is no small change and you’re already on vacation. Will that work for you?” His eyes showed a softness, he seemed genuinely concerned for them.
“I think we can do that,” Matt said. “Seems a small price to pay to get our vacation back.” They shook hands and Walt headed to the van.
He turned around abruptly. “If you just got into town, you probably need to do some shopping, right?” They nodded and he handed Mandy the keys to his Audi. Don’t go too crazy shopping, this car wasn’t designed for trunk space.
“Oh no, I couldn’t possibly take your car,” she offered feebly, remembering the massive shopping list in her purse.
“Of course you can, what else are you going to do? Your boys are going to need some chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast and the restaurant here at the resort is ridiculously overpriced. Take my car, get what you need, and I should have your van back around noon tomorrow.” With that he drove off, the windows in the van open wide and his head, it seemed, poking out the side just a bit for some fresh air.
They agreed that Matt would get the boys settled while Mandy found a grocery store that was still open. A quick call to the front desk provided the location of a shopping area that would be open for several hours for groceries, beach needs anything else they might want.
# # # #
Mandy settled into the rich, luxurious leather seats of the Audi and for the first time felt like she was on vacation. Unlike many moms, she never complained about driving a minivan. But this, this was different. The seats hugged her frame and she enjoyed being in a car with no errant crayons under the seat or stickers on the back window. As she drove, her entire attitude and frame of mind seemed to turn, and it was then that she decided this would be a different kind of vacation.
Her first stop was the beach store. The former Kmart was now filled with beach towels, lawn chairs, coolers and anything else they could get a family on vacation to purchase. In a back corner were bathing suits and she was instantly drawn to a bright fuchsia bikini. It wasn’t scandalously small, very appropriate for a family resort but much, much better than the gray and black one-piece that she had packed.
On her way to the register, she passed a display of denim cut off shorts, again shorter than anything she had packed. She grabbed a few in different colors and grabbed a couple of halter tops to go with them. A wispy thin white cover up completed her wardrobe purchases. The Hawaiian Tropic display had a large bottle of suntan oil. She hadn’t used the oil in the sun for a decade or more, but sometimes it was just handy to have some oil, especially with the week that was beginning to take shape in her mind.
She left the store and headed to a dark corner of the parking lot. She took a thorough look around and got busy. Off went her t-shirt from last year’s vacation and her bra and one of the halter tops went on. She stood behind the car and stripped off her gym shorts and panties and shimmied into a pair of the cutoffs, feeling the denim against her bare body. She wondered how long it had been since she’d gone commando and decided it was a depressingly long time. Mandy tossed everything in the trunk and got back in the car. Looking in the mirror, she let down her ever-present pony tail and let her strawberry blonde hair fall below her shoulders. She felt electric. Gone was the mom with the puke-filled van. She felt young, vibrant and oh so sexy.
She spent nearly an hour at the grocery store picking up supplies for the week. She caught more than her share of appreciative glances from both men and women, young and old. They say the sexiest thing about a woman is her confidence and she had confidence in spades. If pressed she might confess to wiggling a bit more than necessary going down some of the aisles or bending over to inspect something on a lower shelf based more on who else was in the area than her actual shopping needs.
She went through the check out and pushed the shopping cart to the car, feeling her breasts bounce gently in the loose top. As she was bent over putting the groceries in the trunk, she noticed a jeep full of college aged guys slow down as they went past. Her heart beat a bit faster.
# # # #
She pushed the resort luggage cart with a week’s worth of groceries and her new beach wardrobe through the door of the condo and listened. Quiet voices emerged from their bedroom and she just peeked around the corner. Matt and the boys were making the annual vacation list of things they wanted to do. She heard miniature golf, build a sandcastle, eat a million shrimp, an ice cream cone every night and the other usuals, then receded to the kitchen to put the groceries away.
She peeked in again to find the boys asleep, but Matt was awake. She put her finger to her lips to shush him, then proceeded to empty her suitcase, making sure that every time she needed a bottom drawer her backside wrapped in those cutoffs was facing her husband. She finished her task and picked up one of the boys and took him to his own bed. Matt did the same and they met outside the boys’ room.
“Damn baby, what’s got into you?” he asked, ogling her excitedly.
“She grinned, “It’s not what’s got into me, but what I want in me,” she teased, reaching for his dick. “And what I need in me right now is your cock in my mouth.” She took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom, certain that he was watching her ass with every step she took.
He locked the bedroom door before she pushed him up against the wall and stripped off his t shirt. She pressed herself up against him, taking in his scent feeling his nipples and biting his neck.
She pulled the halter over her head, revealing that she was not wearing a bra, then sunk to her knees. She pulled his gym shorts down to his ankles and gobbled his cock like she hadn’t seen it in years. His hands were in her hair and she pumped his meat in and out of her mouth. She pushed it up against his stomach and went for his balls, gently licking and sucking each, hearing him groan in pleasure as she did so.
She was an average cook and housekeeper, but she knew she was damn good in the bedroom.
Her hands reached around to grab his ass as his cock returned to her mouth. She prided herself on her no touch blowjobs. She took him deep into her mouth, all the way until his balls were on her chin and held it there a few seconds, then pumped on him again. Again, his groans let her know this was effective and she took some satisfaction. Her hand pumped his shaft as she removed him from her mouth. He doe eyes looked up at him through her tousled hair and asked, “Where do you want to cum tonight, babe, my throat, my face or my tits?”
“On that pretty little face,” he replied, taking advantage of all-too-rare opportunity.
She kept pumping with her hand, “Yeah, baby, cum on my face. I want your load on my face. You know I don’t usually let you do that, so you know how horny I am. Oh, I want your cum on my face.” With that he let loose the first of a huge load, shooting across her eyes and onto her forehead. He let go more on her cheeks and eventually into her mouth. He collapsed against the wall in a combination of exhaustion and deep satisfaction.
As he fell into the bed, she went into the bathroom to wash her face and squeeze out of the cutoffs.
She came to bed with the notepad and the pen the resort had left by the phone. She sat on his stomach, her pussy just a few inches from his face and handed him the pen and paper. “Write this down,” she commanded. “When I got home you and the boys were discussing what you wanted to do this week, but you never asked me.” He gave her a quizzical look. “So here it is, what I want to do this week. I want sex at least twice a day.” She paused, “You’re not writing anything. Write this down, I need sex twice a day at least all week. Got it? One night I want to sneak out onto the balcony and fuck you there. I want us to use the grab bars in the shower and have shower sex like we used to in our first apartment. You chose to cum on my face tonight, but you still need to unload in my mouth and on my tits before we go home. And I need at least one session of ass slapping, hair pulling, all out fucking me, hard and nasty. Got all of that?”
He could feel his cock getting hard again. “Yes ma’am, is that all, is there anything else?”
“Yes, as a matter fact there is. I want to fuck Walt when he brings the van back tomorrow.”
Matt pondered this for a moment. “I thought I sensed a spark between the two of you, you do love your older men, don’t you? When he gets here, I’ll take the boys for burgers and mini golf. Just make sure you tell me all about it after he’s gone.”
“You know, this gives you a free pass this week as well.”
“Baby, if we do the list you just rattled off, I’ll be lucky to get out of here alive, although the front desk girl looked damn good.”
“One other thing, I promise to not say “no” to anything you want this week. Anything at all. Anything.”
With that she leaned forward, offering her mons to his very hungry mouth. In just a few seconds an orgasm exploded from her.
# # # #
Matt woke the next morning to find his wife’s side of the bed empty. He discovered her on the balcony, enjoying that it faced east with the warm sun on her face. “Oh, hey sweetie, I wondered how long you’d sleep,” she greeted him.
“I’m surprised you’re awake, you worked hard last night,” he said.
“I loved every minute of it. Besides, today’s a big day, Walt brings the van back. So, I got up early, washed your DNA off of me and spent some time shaving.” She lifted the hem of her sundress to her navel, revealing her nakedness underneath. “I decided to go completely clean. The landing strip has been there a while, but I thought it was time for a change. You like it?”
“What I like is how horny you’ve been the last 12 hours.”
“I do have some serious cock craving right now. I was just thinking, between Walt coming over and a little luck with the boys taking naps this afternoon, I might have sucked two dicks before dinner. That hasn’t happened in a long time.”
Matt was about to respond when the sliding glass door from the living room opened. Mandy smoothly returned her dress to her hips and greeted her youngest son who was half awake. He cuddled in with his mommy, and she gave Matt’s crotch a discreet squeeze. Matt adjusted his boxers and went in to start the coffee.
# # # #
Walt’s text buzzed in at 11:30, “Van’s clean and ready to be returned. Will noon work or I can come later?”
“Noon’s perfect,” she replied. “Matt and the boys are heading out for a field trip all afternoon.” She hesitated, then, “Looking forward to seeing you again.” She closed her eyes and for the hundredth time fantasized about her new lover.
With the promise of burgers and mini golf the boys put up little resistance to leaving the pool and getting dressed in something other than their bathing suits. At noon Walt texted his arrival and the family took the elevator down to the parking garage. Mandy was still in her bikini, supposedly covered up by a layer of thin white fabric but the bright pink was barely muted. Her strawberry blonde hair was down, and she had spent a quick minute with the curling iron, giving it the extra lift that Matt loved and she hoped Walt would as well.
The van sparkled in the sun and Walt had all the doors open, inviting an inspection. The boys jumped into their usual seats in the second row, but Mandy and her bikini wanted to give it a thorough once-over. She bent at the waist to check beneath the driver’s seat as the two men admired her from the back. Likewise, she checked the far back, flipping up the third row of seats with a bit more grunting than was actually necessary. She hoped he took the hint.
“Matt, did you remember to bring down the checkbook to pay Walt?” she asked, knowing the answer.
“No, hon, I thought you did. But the boys and I need to get going, can you take care of that?”
“Why don’t you come up and we’ll take care of business,” she said to Walt as Matt got in and closed up the van. She wondered if Walt had any idea what he was in for. She also wondered how many similar tips this handsome, kind man received.
“We’re just on the third floor, you OK with the stairs? I’d hate for you to be breathing heavy when we got there.” The headed to the staircase and he held the door open for her, always the gentleman. But she realized that this also put her in front of him going up, and she added an extra bit of wiggle, knowing he was watching her bright pink ass through the thin cover up.
She unlocked the condo and invited him in, casually taking off her cover up and throwing it on a chair as she did so. “Have a seat on the couch, I’ll get the checkbook,” she told him and disappeared into the bedroom. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves and considered if she really wanted to go ahead with this. She was blessed to have a loving, understanding husband, and the dampness between her legs was a strong reinforcement.
“OK, we said $250 for the van, right,” she asked as she reentered the living room. She moved to the end of the dining table nearest him and bent over to write the check. She watched him ogle her figure as she wrote it out. “Dammit,” she said as she signed it. “I was going to include a tip, but I forgot to. This is the last check in the book and Matt has all the cash,” she lied.
Mandy handed him the check and straddled him on the couch. “I can’t tip you cash, but is there anything else I can offer you to say thank you for rescuing our vacation?” she purred putting her bikini-clad breasts into his face.
“You sure this won’t get either of us in trouble with your husband?”
“Oh, he knows exactly what we’re doing,” she giggled. She reached for her phone and opened the camera app. “If you’re more comfortable, though, we could ask him.” She leaned into Walt to take a selfie. In an instant, she had untied the bikini string around her neck, putting her bare breasts against him as the fabric fell away. She took the picture and sent it to her husband with a note, “Walt’s the sweetest. He wants to know if you approve.”
Walt was speechless. Her phone buzzed, “Have fun, Walt!” came the reply.
“Convinced?” she asked. He replied by kissing her deeply, his hands wandered down her back to her ass, then to her breasts. She felt the front of her bikini bottoms getting even wetter (was that even possible) as she pressed against him. They detached their mouths long enough for her to slip his shirt over his head, revealing a deep tan, relatively flat stomach and a chest full of the same salt and pepper hair on his head. Her mouth dove into his chest, desperate to feel him against her, exploring his muscles and taking in his scent. Her mouth slid further down his stomach until she was kneeling between his legs and unzipping his shorts.
His cock sprang to life as it was released, and she let out an “oh my.” “No tan lines? I didn’t peg you as a tanning booth guy.”
“No tanning booth for me. I live in paradise and have a very private back yard with a pool. I’m out there most afternoons, I’d love to have you stop sometime.”
She considered this as she ran her tongue up the underside of his rod, feeling the strong vein against her tongue. She nibbled the sides as she maintained perfect eye contact. Eventually she plunged the entire phallus deep into her throat, feeling it go all the way and enjoying the sensation of a full mouth. His hands were in her hair, not pushing and demanding a pace, but keeping her hair out of the way and providing a connection. She slurped with great pleasure, feeling his rock-hard cock in her mouth and dreaming of it being elsewhere.
She came up and kissed his mouth again and was embarrassed at how wet the front of her bottoms were. He started to slide them off and she helped, standing on the couch cushions in front of him as they slid to her bare feet. She braced her hands against the wall behind the sofa and leaned her pussy to his mouth. He responded like a man who had been starving. His tongue explored her folds, tasting her incredible wetness as his fingers felt her tight ass. She was grateful for every lunge and every squat she had done at the gym and knew her backside was up to standards. His tongue found her clit and her body jumped a bit the settled down and let him lick her until she felt an orgasm begin to bubble up. As she came her knees went weak and his strong hands and arms supported her as she collapsed against the wall. Her pussy convulsed, releasing her pleasure until she pulled her clit away from his mouth and she settled in a sweaty, satisfied heap back onto his lap. She put her head on his shoulder as she struggled to catch her breath and control of her body.
He was patient, his fingertips tracing her body and toying with her hair as she recovered. Honestly, he took it as a victory that he could make this gorgeous, vivacious young mom cum so hard and the satisfaction showed on his wet face. She kissed the side of his neck then his chin then she moved to his mouth which she began exploring with her tongue. She raised up a bit, and used her hand to guide his cock into her wetness. She groaned as she settled in and began to rock slowly front to back, enjoying his cock and the taste of his kisses.
She reached back and put her hands on his knees, giving him a great view of her body and allowing some cooler air between them. Their eyes locked as they developed a strong pulsating rhythm, his hard cock moving through her tight very wet pussy.
He moved her arms to around his neck and with his hands under her ass stood up and moved to the dining room table. He sat her on the table then turned her around, bending her over. She felt very vulnerable and completely at his mercy.
She loved it. “Fuuuucccckkk” she moaned as he reentered her. She felt every deep thrust push her across the table a bit and his strong hands on her hips returned her to him to take the next thrust. She felt his body go rigid, and soon her pussy was filled with his thick cum. A half dozen more thrusts and he was emptied. She turned around, kissed him again and led him to the couch where she curled up next to him.
After they caught their breath she leaned over and licked clean his cock of his cum and her pussy juices. “You were amazing she purred,” kissing him again. “Let’s take one more for Matt,” and reached for her phone. She again wrapped her mouth around Walt’s now partially deflated cock, took the pic and sent it to Matt.
Walt dressed, thanked her for the experience and disappeared down the hall. Mandy texted Matt the all clear, headed to the shower, then put her bikini back on to wait for her guys by the pool.
# # # #
It was a great afternoon with the family spending most of it by the various pools at the resort and a long walk along the beach. The boys had no interest in actually going in the ocean, but seaside walks were always a key part of their vacation experience. Matt and Mandy held hands as they walked, feeling connected and hoping in vain that the kids would suddenly feel exhausted and fall into a deep nap.
At the end of the day they returned to their condo. Matt coordinated baths while Mandy started to make dinner. She slipped off to their room to change out of her bikini and into one her new halter tops and a pair of white cut off shorts. She tied the halter loosely around her neck, enough that she was an appropriate mom, but if she wanted to, she could bend over and give her husband a full peek at her boobs. She knew he had been seriously horny since she flashed him on the balcony that morning and she wanted to make sure he stayed that way.
She turned the TV on, found Sponge Bob and put some chips out for her guys to munch on before dinner. They trickled out of their room, wet hair neatly combed and dressed in shorts and t-shirts. They settled in to watch their show and were soon bickering over the chips.
Matt came in and seemed to be heading for his own shower but glanced over in time to see Mandy bending over in her cut offs looking for something in a bottom cupboard. He suddenly became interested in help with dinner and she found him a chore to do. She took every opportunity to bend over, either frontward to allow him a look down her top or from the back as she knew her ass looked amazing. As she was cutting cucumbers for dinner, he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She loved the bulge in the front of his pants.
“Can I help you with something, sir,” she cooed. “Is there something you need?”
He whispered in her ear, “Yes there is. I need you go into our bathroom, get completely naked and bend yourself over the sink. I’ll be in in a minute.” He swatted her behind as she followed his orders and disappeared into their room. The boys were enveloped in the show and would never even notice they were gone. Matt refilled the chips and silently headed to their room. He locked the bedroom door, pulled off his bathing suit and shirt and headed to the bathroom where his gorgeous wife was doing exactly as she had been told.
He put his hands on her hips and entered her slowly and gently. “So tell me about your time with Walt.”
“He was cute, kind of nervous, you know being with a woman half his age and all, but he was sweet. I sat him down in the middle of the couch, sucked him from my knees.” Matt’s pace increased just a bit.
“We fucked on the couch for a little bit then he bent me over the dining room table.”
“Did he slap your ass and pull your hair like you like?”
“No, not at all, he was a perfect gentleman, from a different generation, I suppose.”
The thrusts came a bit faster and harder.
“Did he cum in your mouth?”
“No baby, in my pussy. He came fast and it was such a big load, I can only imagine the last time he got lucky. After feeling how big it was, I wished I had had cum on my tits. You would have loved that picture.”
He looked in the mirror and saw her boobs, just starting to showing tan lines, swaying in the reflection. His hands on her chest pulled her more upright against him and he kissed her neck and back. He whispered in her ear, “You are the sexiest woman alive,” and pushed her back down against the cold porcelain of the sink.
His thrusts were now the full length, the head of his cock nearly coming out of her pussy before he slammed it back in. The pace increased and she loved the thumping she was getting.
“Down my throat or on my tits, baby,” she asked.
“Oh I want to cum all over those tits,” he said between labored breaths. “Now!” he groaned. She separated from him, turned and sunk to her knees. She took him in her mouth briefly then pumped his shaft until, with a lurch, it exploded all over her chest and neck. She returned it to her mouth to finish him, then stood and kissed him deeply. He could taste his cum on her tongue and soon his chest was nearly as sticky as hers.
They showered together and she quickly rinsed off. As she stepped out, she suggested, “Get that thing super clean, baby, I’m not nearly done with you today.”
# # # #
She awoke to the sensation of kissing between her shoulder blades and Matt’s hand caressing her hip. Her eyes stayed closed but a soft “mmmmm” escaped her lips. The back of his fingernails slid up her leg, across her flat torso and up to the swell of her breast. Her nipples were instantly hard and she ate up the gentle touch he offered. He nibbled her ear and neck, two of her favorite places to be touched.
She rolled onto her back and his mouth found hers. Gentle, loving kisses as his hand explored her other breast. He rolled onto her, his mouth kissing her forehead, ears, her eyelids, then cheek, jaw and her mouth again. Her eyes still hadn’t opened but her hands explored his chest. As he moved further down, she tugged playfully with his hair as he licked and sucked her breasts, running the tip of his tongue along the underside of each.
He nibbled down her stomach to the fine blond hairs by her navel. His tongue entered her belly button and flicked a few times, giving her an ache for that tongue a bit lower. He nibbled, sucked and licked her hips and her smoothly shaved mons. He unfolded her lips and his tongue found her swollen clit as she let out a sigh.
“God that feels so good,” she whispered. His middle finger reached inside and found the ridges of her g spot and his tongue pressed against her clit. He spent just a moment deciding if she was wet again or if this was on ongoing wetness from the moment she met Walt. He didn’t care, he realized, and he continued his work.
Her hips began to rock with the rhythm of his mouth and her breathing had increased as well. Long “oooh” sounds emanated from her. She was close, and he knew better than to change anything he was doing lest she lose the feeling. Her hips began to buck a bit higher and he wrapped his arms around them to hold his place. She suddenly went very quiet, then a few seconds later her entire body quivered as an orgasm that had started in the soles of her feet, flowed through her clit. He continued to lick her until she pushed him away, fully sated.
“Mmmm, that was nice, baby, just what I needed. How about you climb up here and slide into me.” His mouth moved to hers and gave her a sloppy kiss. Her hand guided his head into her folds and he gently penetrated her fully. He paused, enjoying the feeling of her surrounding him, her muscles contracting around him, her breath in his ear, her chest rising against his as she was still catching her breath.
Her hands reached beneath his arms and up onto his strong shoulders. She could feel his restrained strength in those shoulders as he chose a slow, romantic pace in that predawn morning. The previous day had been filled with lust. She loved how hard he had fucked her over the sink but she also loved this gentle love making in the dark, the feel of his two-day beard against her face and the taste of his mouth against hers. She reached her hands around and grabbed his buns, pulling him deeper into her.
The pace of his thrusts and his breathing increased as his mouth returned to hers. “Yes, baby,” kept coming quietly from his lips and he neared orgasm.
“Cum for me baby,” she whispered in his ear and he instantly complied, his entire body going rigid she felt him fill her. Seven more thrusts and he was emptied. He was still semi-rigid, so as he rolled them both over, he stayed inside her. Mandy reached back and pulled up the sheet over the two of them as she settled in listening to his breathing and feeling very connected.
# # # #
“Mom, Dad, this looks awesome can we go?” They flyer had appeared on the bulletin board that morning, it advertised kids night at the activities room at the resort, games, pizza, sundae bar, crafts and karaoke from 5 to 9 p.m.
“Well buddy this is the last night of our vacation. Is that how you want to spend it?”
“Yeah, it’ll be awesome. It’s a sundae bar, mom. Can we go?”
“But whatever would your mom and I do without you? Don’t you think we’d get lonely?” The look on Mandy’s face made it clear that she had a plan and they would most certainly not be lonely.”
“Well if you really want to go, then OK,” she said. “We should probably do that right now before it fills up and you don’t get your sundae bar.”
As Matt signed the boys up Mandy was working her phone, sending several text messages and smiling at the response. “I have something planned for you tonight that’s way better than a sundae bar, she purred in her husband’s ear.
# # # #
Showers that afternoon were thorough, washing the final salt and sand off their bodies. Mandy slid into her favorite yellow sundress, which showed off her tan nicely. It fell just above the knee, showed a far amount of cleavage and was backless, with a bow located where she could wear a bra if she wanted to, but that was not the plan for this evening. She didn’t bother with panties either.
They piled into the van with Mandy driving, as she had not seen her newly cleaned vehicle yet and was impressed. They dropped their sons off at the activities building near the resort’s gate, then she gave Matt a slip of paper with an address and told him that was the location of where they were having dinner and he put it into his phone’s GPS.
As she drove, she caught him admiring her tan legs contrasted with the bright fabric. She innocently brushed the hem up toward her hip and wondered if he could tell she wasn’t wearing panties.
“Babe you sure this address is right? This looks residential, and I don’t see any restaurants.” She assured him as they drove further into the neighborhood. His phone told them to turn into the driveway of a small, white bungalow.
“We’re here,” she announced, to his confusion. “This way,” she said as she walked around the side of the house, punched the code into the lock on the gate and entered the Eden of the back yard. There was a small table near the gate, and she picked up the note laying there.
“The furniture is plenty sturdy, and I recommend the diving board. Have fun. Walt.”
“This is Walt’s place?” Matt asked.
“He told me about it the other day. I reached out today, and he said he would be gone but invited us to enjoy our time without the boys here. He told me it was very private.”
They looked around, the lot wasn’t particularly large, but it was heavily vegetated, there was a six-foot stockade fence and the house next door was around a bend in the road, so there were no second floor windows to be concerned.
Matt pushed her up against the table with his hands on her hips. As he kissed her she slid up and sat on the table and pulled her husband in between her legs. As they kissed she slid the spaghetti straps off of her shoulders revealing her tan-lined breasts. He reached under the dress hem and found her freshly-shaved mound. He slid a finger into her, felt her wetness and made her moan.
Mandy unbuttoned his shorts and they slid to his ankles. She laid back and invited him to enter her, sliding his big thick cock into her. The late afternoon sun glistened off her strawberry blond hair, most of her skin was a nice bronze and her entire body bounced with each thrust. He wasn’t sure she had ever looked more beautiful. She lay back on the table, putting her feet on his shoulders and allowed him to go even deeper.
It was far too early to climax, so Matt pulled out of his wife and removed his shorts from his ankles and his shirt, then slid Mandy’s dress off. He threw his now naked wife over his shoulder like a fireman as she let out a shriek. “I see a wonderful double chaise lounge by the pool,” he said. He gave her backside a couple of playful spankings and she returned in favor. Matt slid his thumb into her, “You are so incredibly wet. Do you think you could get any wetter?”
“I doubt it, but you always seem to make it happen,” she replied, then screamed as he did get her very wet, diving into the deep end of Walt’s pool. They disentangled underwater, then she came to the surface and she wrapped her arms around him, kissing him deeply. “You know, I’ve never been skinny dipping, this is kinda fun,” she told him.
They kissed their way to the edge of the pool and Mandy pulled herself onto the deck. She sat at the edge of the water and spread her legs, inviting Matt to taste her as he stayed in the water. She let out a long “mmmm” as his finger found her G spot and his tongue her clit. The water had made her cool down there and she tasted slightly of chlorine. She lay back on the concrete, welcoming the warmth of the sun on her bare body and Matt’s skilled tongue between her legs. She wondered for a second how many orgasms had gripped her body that week, but as another began to build, she lost her concentration. Matt continued to massage her clit with the tip of his tongue as his finger worked inside. He knew his wife well, how much pressure to use, when to speed up his licks and how to read her breathing to know exactly the time to take it to the next level.
Small grunts escaped her lips and her hips began to rock in the rhythm of Matt’s tongue. From his viewpoint in the water he could see her chest and nipples rise with her breathing. Her groans became louder as he worked her, her nipples rising further and faster. Her juices ran down his chin and into the pool as her groans became screams as the last orgasm of the week erupted from her. His face rode the convulsions of her body until she brushed him away and collapsed on the pool deck.
“Hey babe,” she said without moving or even opening her eyes. “Walt says we should try it on the diving board. What do you think?”
“It’s worth a shot, and all week I’ve been loving the tan lines on that little ass of yours. How about from behind?”
He put a couple of beach towels on the end of the diving board and Mandy walked over to join him. “So how do you figure we do this?”
“I think if you kneel out at the end it will give us some good bounce.”
They took their positions and he eagerly entered her. But after several strong thrusts it was clear that they were simply not stable enough and falling into the water was imminent.
“Maybe you should lay down and I ride you cowgirl?”
Matt did so and Mandy went to mount him. “Hang on, I had my heart set on that tan lined ass. Why don’t you turn around and face my feet?” She did so and as expected his hands were instantly on her back side. She played around with her knees next to his, squatting with her feet next to his hips and even hanging her feet down in the water. Each provided a slightly different angle and sensation and she began rotating through them.
“Turn around now, I want to see you,” he requested. She felt like a tight rope walker turning around lowering herself back onto him.
She leaned forward and kissed him. “I’ve worked you hard this week, you still have a pounding you can give me?” She flattened her body against his and he started his pelvic thrusts. Each time he did so, his cock disappeared completely into her, then came almost all the way out as he went back down. He picked up the pace and soon she was panting in his ear. The pace was feverish as he exorcised a week’s worth of horniness into his wife, her ass bouncing with every push he gave her.
She sat up and used hips to slow him down. Her breasts were wet with sweat and her hair was beginning to dry. She looked gorgeous. She held eye contact with him, her hands on his chest slowly rocking his cock.
He exploded into her, as she continued to rock him until he was drained, then she lay back on top of him and gently kissed his face.
After a few moments he rolled them both into the water and they welcomed the coolness. They bobbed for a few moments, then got out and headed to the double wide chaise lounge. The setting sun was comfortable but still warm as she wrapped her body around his. “Best vacation ever?” she asked.
“Best ever,” he replied.
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Matt drove back to the resort and he asked Mandy what she was doing on her phone. “Remember those pictures of me and Walt I sent you? I just forwarded them to him as a thank you for his hospitality this evening.”
Walt heard his phone’s message tone above the din of the bar, and he smiled at the pictures. He was looking at the one with him still in Mandy’s mouth when the gorgeous young barmaid got a peek. “Damn, Walt who’s that?”
“A very wonderful lady with a very dirty minivan.”
“Are her bjs as good as mine?”
He paused. “Honestly a little bit better, but maybe you can take first place again tonight.”
“Challenge accepted,” as she walked to the other end of the bar to take a tourist’s drink order.