Naughty Wife Confession Number 2 - Just a little over eight..

Naughty Wife Confession Number 2 - Just a little over eight years ago my husband and I took our family to an all inclusive resort in the Bahamas for a week of R&R. It was sort of a last minute trip, but since it wasn’t during the peak season we got an incredible deal. And since the resort wasn’t fully booked, it sometimes felt like we had the entire place to ourselves. And never more so than on our very first night there, which happened to be a Sunday. We put our kids down around 10pm and strolled over to Moon Bar, which is a gorgeous little lounge with a lit aquarium full of jellyfish behind the bar. The place was virtually empty when hubby and I bellied up to the bar and ordered our first round of cocktails from Jackson (Jax for short). The general rule is that when you’re on your first night of vacation in the Bahamas and it’s still sweltering hot at 10 pm, the first cocktail goes down super quick. That night was no exception. My husband and I were well into our third round within 20 minutes of our arrival, and Jax turned out to be fantastic company. Having no other customers at the bar, he seemed rather content just to hang out at our end of the bar and chat us up. Whether my low cut top and lack of bra played any part in his decision making process, I’ll never know for certain. But it wasn’t just his conversational skills that were so impressive either. He was drop dead gorgeous. And y0ung. Most likely no older than 25 or 26. I never found out his actual age. In any event, it turned that his girlfriend was working a seasonal job in Orlando, Florida and wouldn’t be returning to the island for another couple months. I joked that he was probably having himself a pretty good time in her absence, seeing as how he could probably have his pick of just about any woman that happened to be at the resort. To which he replied in a playfully stern tone with “Why ma’am, that would be an egregious violation of the resort’s policy, which strictly prohibits any type of sexual contact between employees and guests.” We all laughed, me in particular at the absolute absurdity of the notion that wealthy, Botox-addled sluts wouldn’t be taking every opportunity at their disposal to get this y0ung god into their dirty cunts. It was right around then that my husband got a telephone call from his mother on the west coast, which he decided to take just outside the lobby. I knew that my husband would dispatch with his mother as quick as humanly possible, so I determined to strike while the iron was hot. With that, I told Jax that my husband just so happened to be taking our kids on a dolphin watching excursion the next morning at 10, and that they’d all be gone until around 1230 at the earliest. I also told him that I’d booked myself an appointment at the spa for the same exact time that I’d be more than happy to reschedule. That is, if he needed a little company in his girlfriend’s absence. I winked when I said it. I realized that I was throwing my pussy at this stud. It was as shameless of a come on as I’d ever made to any man, much less one who was not quite more than half my age. But fuck it, I thought to myself. I was t!psy, it was the Bahamas, and the opportunity seemed too amazingly good to pass up. “Why Miss, that sounds absolutely delightful,” he replied with a faux innocence that as charming as it was insincere. “As it turns out,” he continued, “I don’t have to be behind the bar until 4 tomorrow.” “Fantastic!” I squealed almost loud enough to be heard by my husband. I let him know that we were staying in a suite at The Cove. We’d just finished trading cell numbers when my husband returned to his stool. I could barely sleep that night thinking about having a new cock inside of me. He texted me at 945 the next morning to tell me that he was running a little behind, and he didn’t show up until a little after 11, which definitely didn’t give the two of us as much time together as I ideally would have preferred. Fortunately, I was more than prepared to get down to some mating business, and I greeted him at the door wearing the little teddy silmilar to the one in the accompanying clip. Seeing the full view of my nearly nude body for the very first time, he smiled at his own good fortune, while immediately pulling his polo off from over his head and slipping out of his shorts. Within seconds of his arrival he was standing completely naked in the foyer of our suite. In tandem with the amazing cock and body of this stud bartender, the insane level of risk I was taking had my pussy running down my leg. If something had gone wrong with the engine of the dolphin boat or the weather wasn’t cooperative enough to venture out, I was faced with the very real possibility of my eight year 0ld daughter bursting through the door to the vision of her nearly naked mother performing fellatio from her knees on the fully erect penis of a man she’d never seen before. As I lowered myself in front of my new friend, I couldn’t help but wonder how many other needful married women had stolen time away from their families to eagerly drain this stud’s balls. After several minutes of sucking on his absolutely delicious cock (did it taste a little like pussy at first, I thought to myself???), I reluctantly allowed him to withdraw himself from my face. Assisting me back to my feet, he nodded his head toward the master bedroom of our suite saying only the words “ass up” as he reached for his shorts to fish something out from one of the pockets. Like a good slut, I did as told and positioned myself ass up for him on the side of our king sized bed closest to the door. It felt so deliciously naughty putting my wet pussy and tight little asshole on full display to my y0ung lover. As he approached me from behind, I heard the distinct sound of a small foil packet being torn open and the latex contents being removed from within. “Oh you most definitely will not be needing that,” I said seductively as reached back and seized the the magnum sized condom that he was in the early stages of rolling down the length of his magnificent shaft. “I totally get off on the risk of bare,” was all I said as I reached between my legs to guide him right to where the two of us both needed him to be. The two of us moaned in unison as he slowly penetrated my married pussy from behind. Doggy always makes me feel especially slutty, and it wasn’t long before I was emphatically bouncing my fat ass backwards on the bartender’s stiff cock. More than even my very own orgasm, I wanted this stud’s cum, and I wanted it deep inside my greedy cunt. But I also needed in time to properly clean up before my family returned. Time was now unfortunately of the essence. My tactic worked. Within a matter of minutes, I felt him tense up as he delivered his huge virile load deep into my cheating pussy. “Mission accomplished,” I thought to myself with a smile as he withdrew himself from me. I hated that it had been such a quickie, but I promised both him and myself that the next time most definitely wouldn’t be. With another five full days still to be had at the resort, I was certain that I could arrange another little naughty rendezvous with Jax. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek as I hurriedly ushered him out the door, quickly checking first to make certain that no one from my family was in the vicinity. I showered and used copious amounts of the most pungent lotion on the counter to appear as though I’d spent the morning being pampered by a masseuse at the spa. “Why you certainly look relaxed and radiant,” hubby said with a big grin as he and the children walked through the door fresh from their dolphin excursion and starving. As he passed by to get to our bedroom, he gave me a sweet little kiss on the very same lips that only an hour or so before had been tightly wrapped around the penis of our gorgeous bartender. “Girl, you are such a fucking slut,” I laughingly thought to myself as I followed hubby to the bedroom to pick out something to wear to lunch. I have some other fond memories from that vacation that I might be sharing as well.