Recent R & R

[Hoyt]

The wife and I had a recent weekend getaway....very pleasant. Fun in the sun and plenty of poolside relaxaction. Too bad it didn't last any longer.

The first morning found me up well before her. Had a throbbing hard-on, too, but it'd have to wake until she was awake and willing (tough combination sometimes). I killed some time by going out for coffee and a paper. Returned to the room to sip and read and watch the sunlight from the open curtains filter across the room....cruelly reaching her eyes and forcing the morning on her.

We discussed plans for the day. Simple plan really....I was golfing while she was going to hang out at the pool & get a massage and we'd dine and hit the night club after dark. Her massage appointment was mid-afternoon.

I showered and left.

When I returned to the room mid-day I saw that she was gone but could tell from the towels and stuff that she had showered and gotten ready....sort of a lot of preparation for poolside lounging, I thought.

I went down near the croweded pool and spotted her amidst the other sun worshippers...lying on her stomach with her bikini straps off on the top. Her ass and legs were perfectly oiled and on display for the guys playing volleyball in the pool. She appeared to be snoozing.

I made my way casually over to the poolside bar and took a seat deep in the shade, but where I had a great view of her laying out. I polished off a couple of Red Stripes and began to relax and warm up to the notion of beying a voyeur of my tall blonde wife.

While watching the goings on around me I could see the entrance to the spa on the opposite side of the pool from the bar. Beside it were white painted laticed walls with some type of ivy or tropical vine growing throughout it. It appeared to be open roofed. I assumed these were the poolside massage cabanas that I read about in the brochures prior to the trip.

There appeared to be three of these cabanas juding by the doors in front of each. Two were open. Interesting design....enough lattice to offer privacy but still allow the music and noise from the pool area to be heard.

I was enjoying watching my wife getting checked out by guys walking by whlie watching the sports channel on the bar tv and making small talk with the other patrons.

I saw her fidgeting and then reach back and secure her bikini strap and then sit up. She wasn't wearing her shades so it was easy to see where she was looking. No way, I figured she'd see me in the shaded corner. I proved to be right when she walked by the bar on her way to the restroom. She looked great....tall, tan, bikini clad....not even bothering with a cover up....just the sandals. My hard-on returned....had to reposition things to prevent it from getting painful.

Moments later she strolled back to her chair and took her time about bending over and positioning the chair's back to the upright position. She sat down and rubbed some more suntan lotion on. Sure enough, I spotted a guy checking her out.

 

[Hoyt]

I decided to have some fun with her.

I had the bartender mix up a fruity tropical rum drink and send it to her with instructions that if she asked, it was compliments of one of the guys sitting on the other side of the pool checking her out.

It was comical seeing her shade her eyes and recieving the drink. The waiter left after a brief discussion and I saw her take a sip. Apparently it was to her liking as she took another healthy pull on the staw.

I noticed amidst the other goings on that the cabana door was open and a woman was standing in there with her back to the pool. She appeared to be leaning back into room. I then saw a man's arm reach around her lower back and his hand squeezed her ass. She turned and head out walking accross the pool. She was an attractive brunette in her mid to late 40's. Nice figure, large breasts and well defined hips...all evident in her one piece suit. As luck would have it she came on into the bar and ordered a drink. She was standing fairly closeby when she got her drink and took a few sips. I smiled at her and thought I'd see if the old charm was still working. I stepped over and ordered another beer and took a stool beside hers. I commented to her that the sun appeared to be agreeing with her and complimented her on her tan. She said that wasn't all that was agreeing with her and giggled then took another sip of her drink. A raised eyebrow from me and another grin from me elicited her response, " I just had the most unreal experience". "Do tell....I'm all ears". She began with enthusiasm but then halted....beginning to tell me about her a massage she had just had. I ordered us another round and drew the rest of her story out.

She said the massage was a suggestion of a friend that she was there with. He had encouraged her to have one while he golfed. Sounded familiar enough. She said that when she checked into the spa that a very handsome young man escorted her to the cabana I had seen her leave. She said commented again on his looks. She didn't get too detailed, but went on to admit that it was an extremely pleasant experience. She said that his lady friends are lucky indeed. That was the extent she would disclose about it. We chatted some more and finished our drinks.

 

[Hoyt]

We chatted a bit more and then I had to excuse myself and tapped my watch. She smiled and said that she also had to get back to her room and get ready for plans she and her husband had later on. I assured her that he was a fortunate fellow and to enjoy herself. She loved the compliment and thanked me again for the drink and said perhaps she'd have the chance to return the favor. I said I'd like that.

While relieving myself of the beer I enjoyed the thoughts of what may could develope over the weekend......ah the possibilities. Sort of a playground for adults. One wicked thought was to send my wife out for a morning of shopping the next day and let me work the pool / bar and have some fun.

I snuck back to my original seat and arranged for another fruity rum drink (not too strong) to mysteriously find it's way to my wife. It did and the effect was marvelous to watch. She really began scan the crowd. It was apparent that she was looking to see who her admirorer was. I knew she didn't suspect me because I was back hours before she anticipated my return. It was fun watching her.

I knew I'd have to slow down on the beers due to the fact that she may bust me while I frequented the restroom.

I could tell by her posture that she was quite relaxed. It was thrilling to me...to be behind the scenes and directing the action. I say directing because I know how she gets after only a drink or two....very receptive for sex. Me sending secretly sending her drinks out there was like teasing sharks with bait.

She began talking with a guy who was at the pools edge. He eventually climbed out and fetched his towel from a nearby chaise. He came over and slid a chair beside hers. Tall and fit fellow...slightly balding in his 40's. I knew my wife would be a sucker for the fit part. Anyway, they talked for several minutes and soaked up the sun. I could see them laugh at times. I would have loved to been privy to the conversation.

My vantage spot proved to be perfect when the fellow walked into the samll bar and ordered two drinks. He headed back over and took his seat beside my wife. They spent the better part of an hour carrying on like they were old friends. I saw her stand up and gather her small bag and towel. He stood, too, and they shook hands and spoke for a minute more. He sat back down and watched her walk to the restroom. He was all but drooling, obviously checking out her ass.

Minutes later she walked over to the spa entrance and went inside. Shortly after a very handsome young guy opened the door and held it open for her. He guided (with his hand on her lower back) her to the same room the brunette had left. The went in and the door closed.

My wife's balding companion made his way to the bar. He took a seat nearby and ordered a beer. I tipped mine at him and spoke....."Here's to the good life". He tipped his and said, "Indeed it is". I asked him how the pool was. He said it was obviously loaded with potential, honeys everywhere. Any luck? I asked him. He said that he thought he had one on the hook a few minutes ago....a tall blonde. Said that his plans had been interupted by some appointment she'd told him she'd keep her "dance card" open for him later on in the adjoining nightclub. We spoke a bit throughout another beer and then I excused myself.

Curiousity was killing me...as well as the need to relieve the beers yet again.

She had told me the massage appointment was a ninety minute deal. She had been in there a good thirty to forty-five minutes already. I casually eased my way around the pool while sipping on a beer. There were some chairs near the the cabanas. I walked behind those and could see the sunlight streaming though them as well on the other side of the vines entwined lattice walls. I hesitated a bit outside the one they were in and tried to listen, while casually standing there. It was hard to hear anything above the music from the speakers placed around the pool. I couldn't stand it. I had to seek a peek inside. How was question. I crouched down and adjusted my sandals and tugged at the vines and peered in. I could make out my wife laying at raised bench on her stomach with her arms folded beneath her head. He was standing beside her wearing some kind of brief swimsuit...like you see only serious swimmers wear and no shirt. She appeared to be nude with a towel folded and narrowly covering her ass. He was rubbing her middle back.

I wanted nothing more to hang out there and gaze some more but it was simply impossible under the circumstances. I meandered back to our room and changed into my swim trunks and returned to the pool area. I tried to sneek another peek but was unable by another couple who had taken up the seats that I had crouched behind earlier. I contented myself with getting in the pool and finding a spot where I could hang on the wall and watch the cabana from. I didn't think she'd spot me amidst the crowd.

A while later, a young lady with a clipboard in her hand walked by the cabana door and knocked and said something and went and did something in the other cabanas...apparantly making them ready for next appointments.

The door opened to my wife's. From my low vantage point in the pool and with my sunglasses on, I had a perfect view through the door. She was wearing her bikini as before and had taken something out of her bag and handed it to him. I saw her hand it to him... presumably a tip. He took her and and then spun her around as if twirling her on the dance floor. He stopped with her back facing him and stepped in close against her with his other hand around her abdomen. He leaned in and kissed her ******* neck and spun her back around facing him. Both were laughing mightily. That lucky young fucker had found the perfect job....romancing woman and getting paid for it. I hated the prick and admired him at the same time. What a job.....bastard.

 

[Hoyt]

She gathererd up her bag and towel after donning her cover up and head out back towards our room.

I eased out of the pool after a few minutes and headed back to the room. I wanted to see how she'd resond to some rare afternoon sex. I had to relieve this throbbing hard on that was working up again.


I entered the room and found her relaxing on the couch wearing nothing but her bikini bottoms...sort of an unusual find....added to that was the fact that she appeared to have mixed herself a drink and was enjoying it....this is almost unprecidented....certainly the combination was something I'd never witnessed....nude and sipping.....without me. Added to that was her almost guilty smile. Mabye it was just my ill gotten knowledge of her doings or maybe she was indeed looking merrily guilty...who knows?

It didn't really matter once I joined her. She was obviously hot and wanted to fuck...not make love....not cuddle....but outright fuck. I was loving the irony. Normally, I'm trying to take the chill off the "Ice Queen" and get in her good graces but I new that I, for the moment, had the upper hand. I knew I had the one thing she wanted most at that moment......dick....hard dick....even if it was my little one. My afternoon vouyerisms had me in a wicked mood. I thought that I'd have some fun and toy with her a bit. I'd make her out and out ask for it....no beg for it. Oh, it's good to have the market cornered...even for a fleeting moment.

I began my play by mixing up one of my at her suggestion. I commented on her hot appearance and toasted the wench on such. After clinking glasses I proposed a picture was in order....she laugh....all the encouragement I needed and I clicked off a shot.



There are more shots of what occured next but I've got to run take care of some work. More later. Let's just say that I teased the bitch to the point where even I couldn't take it anymore.

 

[Hoyt]

I took a quick shower and changed clothes...making it appear that I was prepping for our evening plans.

I left her sitting on the couch. I came out and she was still sitting there. I went over and sat on the bed making like I was gathering my shoes to put on.

I asked her how her massage went, trying to do so in an offhand and casual way.

Her face got flush again and she said it was pretty intense. Oh, like a deep tissue massage, I asked. Not exactly or something like that was her delayed reply. Her pause was to get my attention.

I looked up and could see her face and neck were flushed....like she was embarassed. Same look I found when I walked in on her grinding away on a rabbit once...what a night that was.

She said that she'd tell me all about it as long as I didn't get pissed. It was my turn to pause and then say okay. You might want to mix us a couple more of these she instructed. I mixed hers a bit stronger and mine weak because of all the beer I'd had already.

I did and she gave me a devilish grin after taking a sip. She slid down and told me to come sit next to her and she'd tell me about. I kept it light and goofy, playing like nothing was up and took another shot of her.

 

[Hoyt]

I think she was feeling the drinks pretty good and was geared up for a confession.

I sat down next to her and broke the ice by saying....lemme guess, you spent a ton at the spa...fess up.....and grinned.

Nope....nothing like that....I'll get to it but you have to promise not to be mad. I acknowledged this and made a "go ahead" gesture with my hand. She took that hand, by the way and put it on her thigh.

You know that you always say that you enjoy the attention I get from guys she started.....well I got some serious attention at the spa. Real quickly she went on to describe that she was really relaxed from the sun at the pool when she went into the spa. She said that there was a 20 something stud (her word) at the counter who greeted her and took her to the cabana.

She said that he said that they would be able to work on their tans while doing the massage. She said said it would be best if he stepped out and she removed her suit and covered up with a towel. He advised her the oils he used may stain her suit.

She said that he came back and she was standing there with a towel on. He had her lay on her front on the table. She was sure he got quite a peek when she was getting on the table. She said he complemented her often on her muscle tone and inquired about her work out routines ( boring bullshit to keep her chatty and draw her in).

The massage was fairly straightforward and relaxing. After a few minutes he asked if she minded him removing his shirt to take advantage of the sun, too. A few moments later he asked her if she minded getting some suntan lotion on his back...where he couldn't reach easily.

She said she looked up and he was wearing only a speedo suit and looking really buff and dark. She said she sat up and rubbed the oil on his back and then asked him if that was good. He held his hands up and said he had massage oil on them and could she go ahead and get the rest of him...it would save time. What a fucking line, I thought....only tell that to a sunbathing 40 year old blond who is loving the attention.

She said that she worked it in well for him using both hands. I stopped her story and said.....let me get this shit straight.....this guy is now working you for a rub down on him. She grinned and said yes.

Anyway she said that she finished his well muscled chest and crouched down to get his legs...which come to think of it, she says, he never asked me to do. She said that he obviously was getting aroused and that he sort of leaned his crotch out towards her head. She said that when he did that she told him to turn around and she got the backs of his legs. She said she decided to have a little fun with him and actually slightly went under the edge of his suit to get the lotion slathered on. She said his ass was flexed. At that moment she loosened her towel but left it in place. She told him to turn back around and she did the "slightly under the edge number" on the front...slowly. She said that his thing, as she called it, looked like it was getting painfully swollen in his little suit. Still crouched down, she asked him, how's that. She said he looked down and his voice cracked a bit when he said, fine.

She said she hesitated a second looking into his eyes...her hands still on his thighs...looking up into his eyes. She said that she just knew the guy thought she was gonna start "kissing his thing". Then she ran her hands up and asked him to help her up. They locked hands and she said the loosened towell fell on cue as he pulled her up and into him. She said that his hard crotch slid from between her breasts up to her abdomen as she stood.

She said she stepped back a bit and acted as if she didn't realize the towel was off and said, okay...where were we? She said he held one hand and twirled her around slowly while the other hand pulled her lightly against him. Again, she knew that he wanted her to feel his crotch. She laughed and said, oh, now we are dancing.....then made out like she just realized the towel was gone and tried to cover herself.

She said he picked it up and held it against her bottom while she got back on the table face down again. He left the towel folded over so as to cover her ass.

This must have been about the point that I peeked in on them.

I said for her to stop and let me get this straight.....I recapped the highlights and said.....bitch, it's your turn to mix us another drink.....damn...you are something.

I told her to at least show me what she showed him while she was up.

He told her that it would He did reposition her towel so it only covered her ass. At that

 

[Hoyt]

point I said, bitch, you better let me see the rest of the package that you showed cabana boy.

She didn't disapoint me, either.

 

[Hoyt]

She said that she'd only mix me one and that she could't drink anything else until after dinner.

I joked and said....what...you scared you can't perform or something. She gave me a daring type laugh back and in a manufactured porn staresque voice said....no, I know I can perform...make you do it so fast you'll embarass yourself.

Forget the drink and prove it, I blurted out.

She told me to lay down on the bed and I'd get proof soon enough.
She crawled up and loosened my belt and pants and pulled them down. I'll never forget the feel of her hand, cooled by holding that cup full of ice, sliding down and grasping my cock beneath my briefs. She pulled it out and slid up really close.

I joked for her to go ahead and get comfortable. She laughed and said, in that same pornesque voice, this isn't gonna take long enough for me to worry about such things.

My cock was full hard by the time she could say, see what I mean. You guys are so predictable.

I said that talk was cheap, let's see how quick she could "handle things".

 

[Hoyt]

She lightly licked the underneath of my shaft for a couple of seconds...that ended the "lightly" portion of this encounter. The rest was a full throttle cocksucking of the type she rarely gives....


Lots of suction and head bobbing....

 

[Hoyt]

It was obvious from her indented cheeks that she was pulling hard with her mouth.


She was getting it done well. I couldn't help but think that the poor cabana boy really missed out.

 

[Hoyt]

She gave her mouth periodic breaks and pumped me with her fist.

She was pumping me furiously when she told me to "put the fucking camera down and tell me when you are gonna cum".

I told her I was getting close......she kept pumping with one hand and had a hand on my abdomen. I started to groan...couldn't help myself....I was trying not to cum....but her attentions were more than I could deal with.

She knew exactly when to stop and then deep throated me and began swallowing creating even more suction. I completely lost it. Felt like gallons were gushing out with each convulsion. Damn that bitch was good.

 

[Hoyt]

Afterwards we layed there....me half dressed and hair still we from the shower.

She was still wearing only her bikini bottoms and the remnants of cum at the edge of her lips. Her hair was a mess from the pool and my hands being all in it while she was giving me awesome head.

I felt total relaxation.

I dropped my head back and grumbled something about being sleepy. I could feel her hand stirring on my limp dick. I pretended to be sleeping. I heard her sigh and give up on getting me hard again.

I thought she had rolled over and gone to sleep for a while herself. I cracked my eyes to peek...I could see from the sunlight coming through the partially drawn curtains that she was on her back with her left leg against me. I could feel the side of her left arm along my side. Her head was on my arm.

I could feel her arm stirring a bit and then she leaned her head to the side and I could see what was going on. She had her hands down under her bikini bottom and was obviously fingering herself.

I desparately wanted to get a pic of this but couldn't without letting on I knew. This went on for about five more minutes and I could feel her leg and arm tense up and then shudder...that part went on for a least another two minutes.

A great way to end a voyueristic afternoon.

 

[asves26]

i loved every moment

you are so lucky.give us more

 

[Hoyt]

That was quite a trip for us.

I'm looking forward to some more adventures this summer, too.

It's getting high time that she gets fucked with me watching. Gonna make it happen this year!!!!