Snorkeling with Benefits

Mark stepped onto the beach, enjoying the contrast between the slightly cool sand under his feet and the humid warmth of the morning air. He and his wife Janet had arrived on the Caribbean island the previous evening, but by the time they had settled into the place they would be staying at for the next couple of weeks and had eaten dinner it had grown dark. Now the sun had been up for nearly an hour, and Mark was pleased to see that the beach just out their back door was as nice as it had looked in the pictures. It was also completely deserted. Mark pulled on his snorkeling gear and slipped into the water, looking forward to exploring the bay without any other people around.

It was a pleasant way to start the day. The water was comfortably warm and the bay contained an interesting variety of fish and coral. Mark wasn’t an anti-social person, but he did enjoy spending time alone in nature. So he was a bit dismayed when he noticed another person swimming toward him a few minutes later. But his initial disappointment turned to surprise when the other swimmer got close enough for him to see that it was a girl in her early twenties and that she was wearing nothing but a bikini bottom and snorkeling gear. As she approached him she pointed toward the surface and then lifted her head above water. Mark raised his head, savoring the view of her perky tits until his face was above the water.

“Hi, do you mind if I swim with you?”, she asked in a cheerful tone. “I get nervous swimming out here alone.”

Although Mark had been enjoying the solitude earlier, he wasn’t about to reject the company of a beautiful, nearly naked girl. “I’d love to have you join me.”, he replied with a smile. The girl gave him a big smile before reseating her breathing tube in her mouth and lowering her face back into the water. Mark did the same and then started slowly swimming back toward the coral formation he’d been approaching before the girl showed up. She followed a couple of feet behind and on his right side.

For the next 20 minutes Mark and the girl explored a section of the bay. The girl seemed to really appreciate seeing the more colorful fish, while Mark’s attention was divided between the aquatic life and the girl by his side. He didn’t want to seem creepy, so he didn’t stare at her when she was looking his way. But when her attention was focused on the fish and coral, Mark admired her tan, toned body, her long, flowing, black hair, and her bare breasts.

When Mark saw a particularly interesting fish or coral he would touch the girl’s shoulder to get her attention and then point out the item of interest. At one point a Trumpetfish swam out from between 2 rocks. While keeping his eyes on the fish, Mark reached for the girl’s shoulder so he could point it out to her. He hadn’t realized that the girl had drifted a little further forward until his hand came to rest on the curve of her bikini-clad butt. Immediately realizing his mistake, he quickly jerked his hand back, afraid that the girl would have perceived it as an intentional action and would be unhappy about it. It was hard to read her expression through her mask, but she didn’t seem upset. She might have even been laughing. He pointed out the Trumpetfish, and she looked at it before giving him a thumbs up gesture, her way of thanking him for pointing out something interesting.

Eventually Mark felt it was time to head back in and see if Janet was awake yet. He got the girl’s attention, then pointed to himself, and then pointed back toward the beach and made a swimming motion. The girl nodded and then started swimming back toward the beach. Mark followed her, enjoying the view of her ass and legs.

When they reached the beach, they sat down at the edge of the gentle waves to take off their fins and masks. The girl had a radiant smile on her face. She started talking before Mark even had his mask off.

“Thank you so much for letting me join you. It’s so stupid that I get nervous about swimming alone even in a sheltered bay like this, but I can never relax when I’m out there alone. I grew up on this island and never went swimming alone. I was at college in the United States the last year and a half, and I promised myself that now that I’m back I wouldn’t let irrational fears hold me back, but I was so glad to see you out here this morning.”

This all came out in a rush like she’d been holding it back for the last half hour. She spoke with a noticeable French accent, but Mark didn’t have any trouble understanding her.

He answered, “Well I’m glad I was here this morning too. My name is Mark, and I’m from the United States. My wife and I are staying here the next couple of weeks.”

He pointed to the back of the little house they were staying in, which was visible from where they were sitting.

“I’m Giselle. My mother and I live just a little ways up the street”, she said. “I grew up on the other side of the island, and my mother just moved to this side last month. I decided to take a semester off of school to help her get settled in and to just enjoy being back on the island. Isn’t it crazy that I’ve lived here most of my life and hardly done any snorkeling? The fish and coral down there are so beautiful!”, she exclaimed while pointing out at the bay.

Mark agreed and they talked about some of the fish and coral they’d seen. Then Mark said, “Sorry about grabbing your butt while we were down there. I didn’t do that intentionally.”

Giselle laughed and then replied, “I could tell it was an accident. But I wouldn’t have minded if it was intentional. You’re a sexy man, even if you’re old enough to be my father.”

Mark laughed with her, thankful that she’d accepted his apology so gracefully and appreciative of her compliment. Not only was she beautiful, but she had a casual, easy-going way about her that made him feel comfortable talking to her. The only difficult part of the conversation was trying to maintain eye contact with her instead of letting his eyes wander over her body, especially her bare breasts that he was almost painfully aware of.

“Will you be back out here tomorrow morning?”, she asked.

“Yes! Will you?”

“I can’t wait to see more of the bay with you.”

They agreed to meet at the same time the next morning. Then they stood up, and Giselle put on a cover-up that she’d left sitting on a towel on the beach. She turned toward Mark and gave him a hug while quickly kissing both of this cheeks. Mark felt a bit dazed as he watched her turn and walk up the path toward her mother’s neighborhood. Once she was out of sight he walked over to the back door of the place where he was staying. He went inside and took a quick shower to rinse off the salt water and then slipped into bed naked. Janet was just starting to stir as Mark pressed against her and started to caress her. Her body started to respond even before she was fully awake, and soon she was kicking off the covers, pulling off her underwear, and guiding Mark’s hard cock between her legs. They enjoyed a quick but satisfying fuck before settling down to cuddle naked next to each other.

“What got you so riled up this morning?”, Janet asked with a smile on her face. “Do you just really like being at the beach, or was there more to it than that?”

Mark smiled back as he thought about how perceptive Janet was. It wasn’t unusual for them to have sex first thing in the morning, but she’d sensed that something unusual had happened today. He told her about heading out alone into the warm water of the bay and then being joined by Giselle. He told her about some of the fish and coral formations they’d seen, and then told her in detail about how he’d accidentally touched Giselle’s butt. Janet found that very amusing and wanted to know how much he’d enjoyed that intimate touch. Mark replied that he would like to have enjoyed it more, but at the time he’d been worried she had thought it was intentional and would be upset. Then he told her about the conversation with Giselle after they returned to the beach and her assurance that she realized it was accidental but she would welcome an intentional touch.

“You can’t let an offer like that go unfulfilled.”, Janet said. “It would be insulting to tell a man he’s welcome to touch you and then have him not do it. You be sure you touch that girl’s butt tomorrow! And invite her over here for breakfast; I want to meet her.”

Mark laughed at Janet’s response, but he wasn’t surprised by it. After 30 years together they had developed a level of trust that left no room for jealousy, and they both enjoyed occasionally flirting with others. He kissed her and then they got up and ate breakfast.

The next morning Mark was out on the beach a little earlier than the day before. He was looking forward to seeing Giselle again, although he was a bit doubtful that she would return. It just seemed too good to be true. But a few minutes later she came walking down the path wearing the same swimsuit cover-up as yesterday and carrying her snorkeling gear. Her face carried the same radiant smile as yesterday, and Mark couldn’t help but smile back at her. Giselle asked about how Mark and Janet had spent the day yesterday and gave him a couple of tips about her favorite restaurants on the island.

As she was talking, she unzipped her cover-up and then pulled it off. Mark was stunned into silence by the view before him. Giselle was again wearing only a bikini bottom, and her perky breasts looked tantalizing in the morning sun. The bikini bottom was bright orange, which contrasted nicely with her tanned skin. Giselle slowly turned around to reveal that this bikini barely covered anything in back. Once Mark finally managed to look back up to her face she giggled.

“I thought this bikini would make it more convenient if you wanted to grope my ass again,” Giselle said with a grin.

“It was an accident!,” Mark protested again. “I would not do something like that to someone I’d barely met without an invitation.”

“Well today you have an invitation, so if you touch me there today it won’t matter if it’s an accident or not.”

Giselle then sat down on the sand and started to pull on her fins and mask. Mark did the same, and soon they were out in the water.

They made it out to the reef and started exploring. A pair of foureye butterflyfish swam from behind some rocks on Mark’s left. He was about to touch Giselle’s shoulder so he could point them out when he remembered what she’d said, and what Janet had said. So, he moved his arm back and placed his hand on her bare butt instead. Giselle quickly turned to face him. He thought she was smiling, but it was hard to tell through her mask. He pointed down to the fish, and she looked down and then gave him a thumbs up, letting him know that she appreciated him pointing them out.

For the next half hour they continued to explore that section of the reef. Each time Mark noticed something he wanted to point out, he would give Giselle’s butt a gentle squeeze. And a couple of times when he had nothing to point out, he reached over and caressed her round little ass anyway.

Eventually they returned to the beach. “That was nice”, Giselle said. “Thanks for going out there with me.”

Mark wondered if she meant that the snorkeling had been nice, or if she was referring to his occasional fondling of her butt. He decided to answer in a way that would be appropriate either way. “I love being out there with you”, he replied. “Do you have time to come over and have a little breakfast? Janet would like to meet you, and she always makes something good when she’s invited company to visit.”

Giselle flashed another of her dazzling smiles and answered, “I would love to meet Janet. And I’m hungry too.” She pulled on her swimsuit cover-up and they walked over to the back door of the place where Mark was staying. As Mark held the door open for Giselle, the smell of freshly baked cinnamon rolls greeted him, and he was suddenly aware that he was hungry too. He’d been too distracted by looking at and touching Giselle to have noticed earlier.

Janet was just pulling the cinnamon rolls out of the oven when they walked in. “Good morning”, Mark said to her as he walked over to give her a hug and a quick kiss. “Those smell delicious. This is Giselle, my snorkeling companion”, he said as he waved toward Giselle.

Janet smiled at Giselle and said, “Hello! It’s so nice to meet you. I’m glad you’ve been keeping Mark company these last two mornings so I could sleep in.”

Giselle smiled back at Janet and then walked over to embrace her in a hug while kissing both of her cheeks. “I’m happy to meet you too. It’s been nice to have Mark’s company out in the water. I’m a little afraid to go out there by myself, and I don’t have any friends who are willing to get up and go first thing in the morning.”

Janet had everyone sit down at the small kitchen table and served them cinnamon rolls and glasses of milk. The conversation flowed easily, and they all enjoyed getting to know each other better. Eventually Janet asked, “So, did Mark do as you’d requested today?”

Giselle looked a bit confused, so Janet continued, “He told me yesterday that you’d said you’d appreciate a little intentional touching. I told him it would be rude not to fulfill your request.”

Giselle blushed slightly and then responded, “Yes he did. It was quite clear that he did it intentionally today.”

Mark piped up and said, “She really gave me no choice today. If you saw the bikini she’s wearing, you wouldn’t be able to resist touching her either.”

Janet laughed and said, “Is that so? Let’s see this special bikini.”

Giselle continued to blush, but she didn’t hesitate. She stood up, unzipped her cover-up, and dropped it to the floor. Then she slowly turned around so Janet could see her bikini from all sides.

“Mark, I have to admit that you’re right about her looking irresistible”, Janet said. Then Janet stood, stepped over to Giselle, and wrapped her arms around the girl, pulling her into a close hug. Mark watched as Janet’s hands slowly slid down Giselle’s bare back until they were resting on her ass cheeks. Watching his wife caress this beautiful girl was arousing, and Mark could feel an erection tenting the front of his damp swimsuit.

Janet pulled back from Giselle a bit, looked over at Mark, and then looked into Giselle’s eyes while pointing toward Mark with a little nod. As Giselle glanced at Mark, Janet said, “He was right. After seeing you in this bikini, I just had to do a little touching myself. I hope you don’t mind.”

Giselle looked back at Janet and winked before replying, “No, I don’t mind at all. Your tender touch is a nice contrast to Mark’s manly touching.”

Janet answered, “Mark seems to enjoy watching our feminine touching.” Both women looked back at Mark, seeing his arousal evident both in his expression and his straining cock. Janet continued, “I suppose one of us ought to do something about that. Would you like to take care of it?”

Giselle looked back into Janet’s eyes for a couple of seconds before replying, “I would be happy to if you’re sure you wouldn’t mind.”

Janet responded by letting go of Giselle and giving her a small nudge in Mark’s direction. “I think it would be really hot to watch.”

Giselle was excited by Janet’s words and by the lust she could see in Mark’s eyes. She walked over to where Mark was sitting, swaying her hips a bit more than usual with each step. She took hold of his swimsuit and pulled it down his legs. Mark’s hard cock sprung into the air, making Giselle smile even more broadly as she saw how nice it looked. Janet thoughtfully stepped over to the sofa and picked up a throw pillow, which she handed to Giselle. Giselle knelt on the pillow and immediately closed her lips around Mark’s cock. She began sliding her lips and tongue back and forth along the head while she closed a hand around the base and began stroking it.

Mark could hardly believe his good fortune. He’d been lusting for Giselle since he’d first seen her the previous day, and now he was getting a blowjob from her. He looked up at Janet, and her broad smile confirmed that she was ok with the situation. He was already aroused from touching Giselle while they were snorkeling and then watching Janet touch her, so it didn’t take long before he was on the verge of an orgasm. He let her know he was about to cum, and Giselle moved back a bit to let his cock pop out of her mouth. She continued to stroke his throbbing cock. He moaned loudly as his orgasm hit, and he shot ropes of cum onto Giselle’s tits.

Janet, who had been watching intently, walked over to the kitchen, dampened a towel, and used it to clean the cum off of Giselle’s tits and hand. The women hugged again, and Janet quietly said, “I think he’s satisfied now.” They both looked over to Mark who now had a very relaxed expression and a softening cock.

Giselle noticed the wall clock and said she’d better get going to make it to work on time. She thanked Janet for the cinnamon rolls, thanked Mark for snorkeling with her, and thanked both of them for the sexy experience. Then she asked Mark, “Same time at the beach tomorrow?”

“I’ll be there”, he replied. “Have a great day.”

As soon as Giselle was out the door, Mark turned to Janet and said, “You are an amazing wife.”

“Yes, I am, aren’t I?”, she replied with a grin. “And a horny one too after watching that.” Janet walked into the bedroom, stripped off her clothes, pulled a vibrator out of her suitcase, and lay back on the bed. Mark joined her and started sucking on her sensitive nipples. Within a minute a nice orgasm swept through Janet’s body. She lay on the bed and enjoyed a couple of minutes of calm afterward and then said, “This was a great way to start a day.”

The next morning Giselle was waiting at the beach when Mark walked out. She was wearing the more conservative bikini bottom she’d worn the first day, but she was still topless. They hugged each other, and then Mark asked, “Are you feeling OK about what happened yesterday? We didn’t push you into something you weren’t comfortable with, did we?”

“That was so exciting!”, Giselle bubbled. “I love giving blowjobs, and it’s been a few months since I last had an opportunity. Having Janet there watching made it feel extra naughty and sexy. I can’t believe she let me do that.”

“Even after 30 years together, she still surprises me now and then too. I feel bad that you gave me such a nice orgasm and I didn’t have a chance to do the same for you.”

Giselle giggled a bit before replying, “I was so turned on by the situation that I actually had a small one while I had your cock in my mouth. And then I got so aroused thinking about it while I was at work later in the day that twice I had to slip into the bathroom and get myself off. So I didn’t go without.”

Mark was happy to get confirmation that Giselle had enjoyed the experience. He and Giselle chatted a bit more and then headed out into the bay. Like the day before, Mark was not shy about touching Giselle’s butt, and he occasionally reached over to caress her breasts too. From time to time Giselle ran a hand along the length of his partially hard cock, which was pressing firmly against his swimsuit.

They found an interesting section of the reef that extended past some large rocks that formed the boundary of “their” beach. Surfacing for a moment and looking back to shore from that position, they discovered that there was a small stretch of beach there that was framed by large rocks on both sides. “Looks like a nice place for a private picnic,” Mark remarked.

“It would be hard to get a picnic basket there,” Giselle answered. “You can’t walk down the beach to it from either side because of the rocks, and you can’t approach it from the land because of the cliffs behind. I doubt anyone ever goes there.”

They decided it was time to head back in and started swimming back toward their beach. Partway along Giselle swam behind Mark and then reached forward to hold onto his shoulders. He was very aware of her nipples pressing against his back as he continued forward. By the time they got to shore his cock was completely hard, and he made no attempt to hide it as they stepped out onto the sand.

“It looks like you could use a little help again”, Giselle said with a wink. “Do you think Janet would mind?”

“As nice as that sounds, we never do anything with others without clearing it with each other first”, Mark answered. “Let’s go see if she’s awake yet.”

They walked over to the back door of the guest house and headed inside, Giselle not even bothering to put on her cover-up this time. Mark stepped into the bedroom where Janet was just beginning to stir. He gave her a kiss, which caused her to smile. Then he said, “Giselle and I just finished swimming. I was wondering if you would be ok with her and I doing a repeat of yesterday.”

“You make her cum first this time”, Janet insisted. “Then you can let her use her sexy little mouth and hands on you if she wants to.”

Mark kissed Janet again. “You’re always so good to me, and always so thoughtful of others,” he said with a smile.

Then he slipped back out to the living room where Giselle was waiting. Without saying a word, he picked her up and carried her over to the sofa where he set her down in sitting position. Then he knelt on the floor in front of her, pulled her bikini bottom down her legs, and pushed her legs apart so he could move in between them. He kissed and licked along her inner thigh, causing her to close her eyes and breathe deeply. He got almost to her pussy and then moved to the other leg, kissing and licking along her inner thigh. He raised one hand up to gently caress her breasts and pinch her nipples as his tongue finally reached Giselle’s pussy. Her skin was salty from the seawater, but her pussy tasted like pure feminine arousal. He slowly slid his tongue to her clit, tracing along one side and then the other before finally flicking his tongue across its tip, causing Giselle to gasp. Her gasp turned into a moan when he slid first one and then two fingers into her pussy. It didn’t take long before she was clenching her legs around his head as a powerful orgasm swept through her.

“That was so good,” Giselle whispered. She sat still for a few seconds catching her breath. Then she said, “Now I want some cum!” She motioned for Mark to stand up, then she pulled down his swimsuit, causing his hard cock to spring out toward her. Giselle guided it into her mouth, taking it deeper than the day before, and Mark was in heaven. Giselle started caressing his balls with her fingers as she continued to suck on his cock.

Mark noticed a bit of motion in his peripheral vision and looked over to see Janet standing in the doorway of the bedroom watching with one hand between her legs. Seeing his beautiful wife so aroused while also receiving such pleasurable stimulation from Giselle was so erotic he couldn’t hold back any longer. “I’m about to cum,” he gasped.

This time Giselle didn’t pull back. She kept his cock in her mouth as he started shooting his load. She managed to swallow most of it, although a little dribbled out of her mouth and down to her chin before dripping down onto her chest. Once he was fully drained and had pulled back, Janet stepped forward with a towel and cleaned Giselle’s skin before pulling her up and into a warm embrace. The women chatted happily while Mark got up and visited the bathroom. When he returned Giselle was wearing her cover-up and was about to head out the door. “See you tomorrow morning,” she said with a wink.

The next morning when Mark greeted Giselle on the beach, Giselle said that she wanted to go back over toward the small, isolated beach they’d discovered the day before. They swam in that direction, Mark admiring her scantily clad body along the way. When they got to the area, Giselle turned and swam toward the small beach instead of staying near the reef where the fish were most plentiful. Mark followed her, and they both surfaced. Giselle looked around to confirm that they were alone on the small stretch of beach, the rocks and cliffs blocking views from any direction. Then she slipped off her bikini bottom, lay back on the damp sand just above where the waves were reaching, and spread her legs. She grinned at Mark and declared, “I’ve always wanted to have sex outside, and this is the perfect place for it. I’m so ready to feel that big cock inside me.”

Mark looked at her glistening pussy lustfully but shook his head. “We’d have to clear it with Janet first. She’s been pretty generous about letting us have fun so far, but I’m not sure she’d agree to this.”

“I knew you would say that,” Giselle replied. “Which is why I cleared it with Janet yesterday. I told her what a perfect spot we’d found, and asked her if I could borrow you to fulfill my fantasy here just this once. She said she was fine with it when I assured her that I’m on the pill and haven’t been with anyone else in several weeks. So, drop that swimsuit and get over here!”

Mark didn’t have to be told twice. It took him a few seconds to get his snorkeling gear and swimsuit off, the wet fabric seeming to intentionally cling to his skin and slow him down. Giselle slowly slid a finger into her wetness and then drew it out to lightly brush over her clit as she impatiently waited. As Mark’s swimsuit slid down his legs he realized he was still wearing his snorkeling fins. He quickly pulled them off and then knelt between Giselle’s legs. The tip of his hard cock brushed across her pussy lips as he positioned himself. Then he thrust the full length inside her.

They were both more than ready, and both sensed instinctively that this was not a time to be slow or gentle. Mark’s balls slapped against Giselle with each forceful thrust. Giselle arched her back, lifting her pelvis to meet each thrust. Before long she started to moan. Then her moans turned into a scream as a powerful orgasm hit. Her pussy contracted around Mark’s cock, pushing him over the edge, and he began spurting into her. Finally, after emptying his balls he began to slow down and eventually stopped thrusting. He kissed her gently and then they rolled to the side and rested in the sand, his softening cock still inside her. The waves lapped at their feet as they regained their breath, quietly smiling at each other.

“That was a nice way to start the day,” Mark commented.

“That was amazing,” Giselle answered. “One of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. Perfect setting, perfect timing, and a sexy, wonderful man. I’m going to remember this day for a long time.”

After a few minutes they got up, put on their swimsuits, fins, and masks, and went back into the water. They explored a little more of the reef before heading back to their own beach and separating for the day. Janet was up when Mark entered the guest house. “Well,” she inquired. “How was it?”

Mark gave his wife a big hug and kiss before answering, “It was amazing. And unexpected. You are the best wife anyone ever had. Thank you for making that possible.”

Janet kissed him back. “I couldn’t say no to her. She has such a crush on you, and yet she’s realistic about it. She knows you’re not going to start a relationship with her, and she wouldn’t want you to anyway because she respects and admires our marriage. But she loves the type of respectful man you are. And she likes that nice cock of yours. Plus, I think she has some unresolved daddy issues. Did you use up all your energy with her, or do you still have a little left for me?”

“I don’t think I’m completely used up yet,” Mark replied with a smile. He slipped a hand inside Janet’s robe and began to caress her left breast.

“Then let’s go back to bed,” Janet answered. She took his hand and led him back to the bedroom.

The next morning Mark and Giselle chatted on the beach after spending some time snorkeling together. “Yesterday really was nice,” Giselle said. “I wonder if Janet would let us do it again some time or if she just wanted that to be a one-time thing.”

“I’ll talk to her about it and see how she’s feeling,” Mark replied. They hugged before heading their separate ways. As always, Mark savored the feeling of Giselle’s bare breasts against his chest.

Later that day Mark told Janet about the conversation with Giselle that morning. “Of course I’d like to do it again too,” he added, “But only if you’re 100% comfortable with it.”

Janet looked thoughtful. “I’ve been thinking about that. It was exciting for me to know that you were enjoying such a great experience. But I also felt… not jealous, but kind of left out. I didn’t exactly want to join in, but I wanted to be there. How about next time you do it at the house? Wake me up if I’m still asleep. I think if I’m watching then I won’t feel left out but I also won’t feel like I’m in the way.”

“That sounds perfect,” Mark replied. “Giselle doesn’t seem like the shy type, so I don’t think she’ll mind having you watch. She certainly didn’t seem to mind during those blow jobs.”

The next morning when Mark met Giselle at the beach, he let her know about his conversation with Janet. “You’re sure she’s 100% ok with it?,” she asked. “I would never want to do anything that made her unhappy or caused problems for your marriage.”

“She wouldn’t want us to have that level of connection indefinitely,” Mark replied. “But knowing we’ll only be here another week and a half, she doesn’t mind. In fact, she said she’s looking forward to seeing us together. I think she finds the idea of a handsome, older man connecting with a sexy, younger girl to be arousing.”

“You’re not old,” Giselle said with a smile and a giggle. “But you’re a lot more experienced and unselfish than most of the guys my age. If Janet is looking forward to seeing us together, maybe we should skip snorkeling today and go in now.” She said this with a twinkle in her eye. She was wearing her bright orange bikini bottom which left the vast majority of her smooth skin exposed. Mark couldn’t wait to get inside with her.

Janet was lying in bed awake when they came into the bedroom. “You’re back early today,” she said.

“Giselle thought it would be rude to keep you waiting since you’d expressed how you were looking forward to watching us,” Mark replied with a smile. “And you’ve suggested in the past that I should listen to her opinions.”

“As long as that’s OK with you,” Giselle added. “If you’d rather sleep longer, we can come back later.”

Janet winked at her and said, “I’ve been thinking all night about how hot it will be to see my husband enjoying your tight, young body. Get over here!”

Giselle giggled while sliding her bikini bottom to the floor. Janet scooted closer to the side of the bed, leaving plenty of room for Giselle to lay down. Giselle lay down beside her and immediately spread her legs. Mark, surprised by how quickly things had moved forward, was still standing by the bedroom doorway holding his snorkeling gear. Janet looked over to him and said, “When a girl spreads her legs like that, it’s a hint that the last few days have been all the foreplay she needs and that she wants that cock in her pussy right now!”

That snapped Mark out of his daze and within seconds he had dropped his snorkeling gear and his swimsuit and was moving onto the bed between Giselle’s spread legs. Her pussy was already wet, and his cock easily slid inside. He hadn’t thrust into her very long before she began arching her back and then tensed her muscles as an orgasm overtook her. Seeing and feeling her pleasure pushed Mark over the edge and he filled her pussy with his cum.

The next few days followed a similar pattern. Mark and Giselle would do a little snorkeling and then go back to the house. Sometimes Janet would just be waking up and other times Mark would gently kiss her awake. Then he and Giselle would have sex while Janet watched and sometimes masturbated. After Giselle left Mark would ensure Janet enjoyed a good orgasm and would sometimes have another himself.

One morning Mark had just finished fucking Giselle and was laying by her side catching his breath. Giselle was laying between Mark and Janet. She turned onto her stomach and propped herself up on her arms so she could look at both of them. “I want to invite you to something, but I want you to know it’s fine if you have other plans or if this isn’t your kind of thing and you don’t want to come.”

“What is it,” Mark asked.

“I’m in a little singing group,” Giselle replied. “We’re not bigtime performers or anything. We mostly just sing at little gatherings. We’re going to sing at some corporate event tonight, a sales conference or something, and it would be nice to have someone I know besides my mother in the audience. It will be a short set, just 3 numbers.”

Mark and Janet glanced at each other in surprise and communicated with their eyes. “Just when I thought I was really getting to know you, you pull out a surprise like this!,” Mark answered. “I had no idea you can sing. We would love to come and hear you.”

Giselle cautioned them not to have high expectations. She said she’d always enjoyed singing to herself but had never had any training until she went to college. There she’d joined a beginner women’s chorus on a whim. She’d found that she enjoyed singing with a group, and she’d improved under the guidance of the instructor. After returning to the island a friend told her about a small group who had recently lost one of their members. She had joined them and performed with them a few times in the last few months. She gave Mark and Janet the time and location of the performance before leaving.

That evening Mark and Janet went to the hotel where Giselle’s performance would be happening. They found the banquet room and slipped in to stand near the back. A salesman-type guy was talking about sales numbers from the previous year and goals for the next fiscal year, flipping through a presentation projected on a large screen at the front of the room. Fortunately, he only took a few more minutes before winding down with a final charge to the room to beat the numbers. He then paused, took a look at a note on the lectern, and announced, “Our entertainment tonight will be Island Breeze, a local group.” With that brief introduction he shut down his presentation and sat down.

Music began to play, and Giselle and two other young women emerged from behind a screen on one side of the room. This was the first time Mark and Janet had seen Giselle wearing clothes and with her hair and makeup done up, and she looked fantastic. All 3 of the women were wearing pastel-colored dresses, Giselle’s a light blue. They began by singing a popular, island-themed song. Their voices blended nicely and they sounded good together. The audience seemed to appreciate their singing and dancing and applauded loudly as they finished the first song.

Their second song was a rock number with a stronger beat. Mark couldn’t take his eyes off Giselle as she danced at the front of the room. She almost looked like a different person with her hair in cascading waves instead of hanging straight down as it always did after swimming each morning. And much as he loved seeing her in just a bikini bottom or naked, she looked attractive and classy in the dress.

The group’s third song was a slower ballad. When it ended and the ladies bowed, the audience of salesmen and women got to their feet and gave them a standing ovation. Giselle gave one of her dazzling smiles to the room, clearly enjoying the audience’s response. When the applause began to fade, the guy who had given the presentation earlier stood back up to the microphone and thanked Island Breeze for the show. Then he announced that the evening’s event was over and everyone was free to go get drunk at the bar.

Mark and Janet waited in the back of the room as Giselle gave hugs and kisses on the cheeks to several of the audience members who came up to thank her for her performance. Eventually she got to them and the 3 of them embraced in a 3-way hug.

“You sing so well,” Mark exclaimed.

“You really have a talent for that,” Janet added. “I can hardly believe that the only formal training you’ve had was one semester in a college choir.”

“Thank you for inviting us tonight,” Mark continued. “It was fun seeing you perform.”

“I’m sure you’ve heard much better singing,” Giselle answered, sounding slightly embarrassed by their praise. “But I do enjoy it.”

Then Giselle took the hand of a woman who was quietly standing nearby and pulled her toward them. “Mark, Janet, this is my mother, Renee. Mother, this is my snorkeling companion Mark and his wonderful wife, Janet.”

Mark and Janet greeted Renee who gave each of them a kiss on each cheek.

“You must be so proud of your daughter,” Mark said.

“She is very talented,” Janet added. “I’m so glad she invited us to come see her perform tonight.”

“Giselle is good at many things,” Renee replied with a thick French accent. “She takes after me with some of them. But she didn’t get this musical talent from me. I don’t know where it came from, but I love seeing her perform.”

They continued talking for a couple of minutes before Giselle took Mark’s hand and led him over to meet the other members of her singing group. Janet and Renee stood together in silence for a moment before Renee said, “My daughter has been very happy the last few days. I’m glad she met both of you and has had this nice experience.”

Janet wasn’t sure how much Renee knew about what Giselle had been doing with them in addition to snorkeling and was trying to decide how to respond when Renee continued. “You know, all men in long-term marriages reach a point where they need to have a fling with another woman. Most American wives get very upset if they find out about it. Most European wives just ignore it and pretend it isn’t happening. You are a very wise woman to embrace and encourage it. When this has passed, he will be grateful and even more committed to you.”

Janet had several reactions. She felt that the woman’s generalization that all married men want a fling was silly. But she appreciated Renee’s compliment. She replied, “Thank you. It’s been a fun time for him, and I’ve enjoyed seeing him so happy.”

Renee continued, “What I don’t understand is why you aren’t enjoying her too. She’s a beautiful girl in the prime of her youth joining you in your bed each morning. Why are you just watching?”

Janet wasn’t sure she’d understood the question correctly through Renee’s thick French accent. Surely the woman hadn’t asked her why she wasn’t having sex with her daughter, had she? “Could you say that again? I didn’t quite hear you.”

Renee repeated her question, confirming to Janet that she’d heard it correctly.

“Because I’m straight,” Janet replied.

“Bah. There are no straight women,” Renee scoffed. “Just women who haven’t ventured beyond the limits taught to them as children.”

Janet was surprised and annoyed by Renee’s statement, but she didn’t have a chance to respond because just then Mark and Giselle came back over to them. The four of them conversed a bit more before leaving. On the drive back to their place Janet repeated the conversation with Renee to Mark.

“She’s fond of throwing out generalizations like they’re known facts. I’m sure there are many women who are 100% straight. And I have certainly gone beyond what I was taught as a child,” she proclaimed indignantly.

“Maybe she was just trying to challenge you to consider new possibilities,” Mark suggested. He knew that although Janet had never had sex with a woman, she did fantasize about it now and then. He remembered back to that second morning when Janet had run her hands over Giselle’s nearly naked body. Part of that had been for his benefit, but he could tell Janet had enjoyed it too.

Janet was also remembering that morning, as well as the mornings she had laid in bed next to Mark and Giselle and watched them fuck. She had really enjoyed watching her husband have so much fun with the beautiful young girl. But she had to admit that she also felt a sexual thrill watching Giselle and that she had felt a desire to reach over and fondle the girl’s breasts. She still felt that Renee’s assertion about there being no straight women was ridiculous, but maybe she wasn’t as straight as she’d always thought of herself being. The idea of touching Giselle again, perhaps more intimately than the first time, was tantalizing. Janet remained quietly thoughtful the rest of the way back to their villa.