The next good morning, Chester A. Arthur and I went hiking in St. Maarten, while Betty and Sean went horseback horseback riding. We enjoyed their company at dinner again. Even though his wife was so far ever present, I had to allow to myself that Sean was interesting, to say the least.

The next time I met Sean was in the gym on an upper deck of the ship - a day at sea. Arthur was running outside on the very top deck - not a gym individual - and Betty managed to outride shapely without exercising at all. Although we 'd all managed to assure our biography stories, minus many secret, at the dinner table, Sean and I managed to strike up a conversation while we used the two treadmill and later, the stationary cycle. My gym clothes show off my figure pretty well. Sean is no slouch either - not a brawn man, just obviously fit with a sinewy body revealed in his tank car top.

Sean suggested we go for coffee, and we got in touch with the early two by electric cell phone. Betty came up from their cabin in a colourful sack, her two-piece underneath. Chester A. Arthur took a shower before he joined us. After a overnice chat we all went on about our concern, though we sat for drinkable with them poolside and saw them again at the dinner table. Of course, Chester Alan Arthur and I were having sex daybreak, noon and night whenever we were in the cabin.

On the third base day, Curacao, Arthur took an pleasure trip to see a cave, but we 'd been to that island before and I was n't that interested in seeing the notable cave again. I said I 'd go shopping after the gym and kissed Arthur adieu. Betty went to a rain forest which held no interest for Sean. So the morning started out in the gym, and shortly after I started my workout, Sean arrived in his shorts and storage tank top. We worked out together and it almost became a challenge session. I coulda beat him, ha ha, but chose to let him win, haha.

Then coffee - Irish whiskey coffee - and another. And a farseeing schmooze. Where 'd you go to school day ? What did you study ? Sports ? Yeah. The conversation got more personal. Boys must have chased you everywhere. Ladies'man, huh. It was absolved there were sparks. And opportunity.

'' You really are a beautiful woman, Margo. ``

'' Why thank you. '' Long silence. Staring at each other not sure what to say.

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? '' Sean offered.

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? '' I replied.

'' I 'll be in cabin 1436. ``

'' I need a shower. ``

'' I do, too. Use ours. ``

Sean headed aft and I discretely left toward the bow. A few minutes later I pressed the buzzer at his cabin. He had already slipped the `` DO NOT DISTURB '' poster into the picayune slot.

As soon as the door closed, we started ripping each other 's dress off, what few we were wearing. Deep kissing ensued, with Sean 's hands pushing my boob up and mine holding his fully vertical cock.

'' cascade first, '' I insisted. I was n't about to get in bed with a new man smelling the way I did, especially since there may throw been evidence of Arthur 's presence in certain places.

We squeezed into the little shower stall and started to slash each other up. It felt so nice, his bridge player gliding smoothly over every voice of my body. I loved it when he softly washed my boobs and thoroughly cleaned my pussycat. I turned him to do his back and turned him again to do his bureau. Then I got down on my knees to launder his understructure and legs and oh yeah his beautiful cock, caressing his balls and smoothly stroking his soapy dick. And when I was sure the spray had rinsed that off, I took it in my backtalk and listened to his groan as I slurped it in and out.

Sean stood me upright before he would have cum and squeezed us tightly together. He used his cock to stroke front to indorse between my ramification giving us both a nice impression. Eventually, I leaned back against the shower wall and guided him inside me. We fucked like that for a few bit til it got uncomfortable. I turned and guided him back into me from behind. His thrusts became more urgent and then I felt his blast from each stroke trench inside me. We separated and I turned to hug and kiss him with his limp organ pressed against my belly.

'' That was wondrous. ``

'' Oh yes it surely was. ``

We dried off with the Sami towel so as not to bring up suspicion with Betty. I used a wet washcloth between my legs first so there was no evidence on the towel.

There was a remains fleck on the sheets when we got in bed. Betty and he also had obviously been enjoying themselves.

'' Sorry about that, '' he said. I just giggled and pushed him back onto the bed.

I knelt future to his supine trunk and took his electronic organ in my deal. It was already filling out again, and I could n't resist licking it all over and taking his glob one by one in my mouth. Before long he nudged me down and we laid facing each others'sex. I lifted one leg up so his oral sex could go between my legs and took his gibe in my mouth.

I had n't had much of an orgasm in the exhibitor, but his succour with his tongue sent me over the top. Just as that was subsiding he pushed two fingers deep into my vagina and I came again even stronger.

I had backed off a bit on his peter and only had the tip in my lips. Suddenly he shoved it deeper into my mouth ; he could confine off no longer. I had enjoyed the taste of a man 's juice ever since that number one fourth dimension in gamy school - well another boy was fucking me at the same time so my pleasure index was pretty gamey. Shot after shot blew into my back talk and I savored every drop of Sean 's semen.

We were fairly well spent after that, so we just went over to their balcony and leaned against the railing. It was on the water side, but still I wondered if individual on the across the harbor would remark two bare adulterers there.

After a few quiet moments, Sean asked, `` It 's not your first time, is it ? Cheating I mean. ``

'' No, '' I sighed.

'' Me neither. ''

We stayed there quietly for various more mo, just enjoying the salt breeze against our bodies.

At some period, Sean found his way around behind me, took my dope in his mitt from behind and played with my nipples. I could feel him getting harder against my back. After a while I pushed my rear end out and let him accede me again. The decelerate motion of guile in the harbor seemed to match his slow and cryptic chance event that were so satisfying.

Eventually we meandered back to the bed. I laid on my back and Sean climbed over me, smothering me with kisses that eventually moved all over my torso - feet, pegleg, boobs, breadbasket and pussy - before I begged him to make out me again. I 'd had a span more orgasms with his foreplay and one Thomas More came as his orgasm neared. Finally with a deep groan he let go. God, I was enjoying this man !

Sean watched me clean up again with the same washcloth and put my clothes back on. We hugged and kissed again - he was still naked - and I was about to slip out the door. But even though I had to go shopping to support my book binding story, I could n't resist taking his dick, covered with both our succus in my lip one more time. He let me suck on him till another hot load of his cum pulsed into my throat.

It was awkward trying to meet again on the ship, and it did n't happen other than a couplet of deep buss when nonentity else was in the gym. We exchanged clandestine electronic mail addresses on the last morning.

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We wrote back and forth a few sidereal day later, telling each former how wonderful that day had been and how gracious our kisses were and how prissy it would be if we could somehow get together again.

We engaged in fantasy e-mail about what we would do if we hiked off into the woods somewhere together or took a canoe on a out of sight lake or crawled into a mystic cave. We advanced to sound sex when we both had some concealment. That was a new pleasure for me.

I had heard about a video phone chat military service for lover - this was before the explosion of video conferencing that we 've all learned to detest - and suggested we try it. Let me just say it was incredibly exciting to follow each other masturbate on the computer screen. Sean loved it when I fucked myself with a dildo during the display. I loved watching his succus shoot out when he came.

But after each episode, I would say, `` I wish that cock was inside me for real. ``

And Sean would say, `` I wish it was fucking your hot wet cunt til I could n't accommodate off filling you with my cum. ``

Finally, we could n't resist and started working on a plan. It turns out there is a hiking trail midway between our home and our programme centered around that. A day arrived when we both were alone and could spend a few 60 minutes together. We drove to a get behind head and parked our auto.

I got into the front seat of Sean 's car and we immediately started making out. Soon I had his cock in my hand and his deal wandered under my tee shirt before he opened my shorts and slipped it into my panties. It was getting hot and I 'm certain we would deliver both cum had another car not turned into the chase head lot. We quickly put ourselves back together.

Like conjoin tramp, we got out of the car, clipped our water bottles to our shorts, sprayed each other with bug spray and headed down the trail. We actually had no idea if we could find someplace to filch off in private, but a mile down the path, there was a ridgeline off to the right and we went exploring. Down the former side, there was a gurgling brook and we found ourselves completely out of muckle of the trail.

We sat on a enceinte stone and resumed our play that had been interrupted in the car. We were shy about exposing ourselves at low gear, but the love soon master us and my shorts and scanty ended up on the forest floor. Sean pushed my tee shirt up and undid my bra. He knelt in the leaves and sucked and licked my nipples. Then his side was between my branch and my orgasm started to build.

'' Oh Sean, fuck me, fuck me now, '' I begged.

But the Rock did n't shape too well as a chair or the border of a bed. When I leaned back there was no piazza for my elbow. So I stood up, turned around and leaned over the John Rock, propping myself up on my hands.

Sean really loved that aspect and spent a few more than hour licking and fingering my pussy. Oh my god, I wanted his cock.

'' Please, please, roll in the hay me. Fuck me now ! ! ``

He stood and grabbed my teat from behind and played there for a bit. Then he finger fucked me one more than time before I felt his wonderful shaft push all the way in. `` Oh god, Oh god. '' Not only that, but his still wet digit moved to be rimming my asshole. As he shoved in again and again, I felt pitter-patter lsnd on my bunghole and soon there was a finger in there, too. `` Ohhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh. '' I was indisputable my moans carried all the way back to the trail, `` Oh Sean, Sean. ``

'' You can fuck me where your finger's breadth is if you want, '' I managed to mutter. More spit on my posterior hole and his slimy peter pushed into my ass. I managed to book myself up on one hand and delight my button with the former as his strokes intensified in my rear.

When he was about to cum, he pulled out and enroll my vagina again. A few strokes and his hot succus started to fill me. I could feel them leaking out as throw after apoplexy pumped more into me. `` So good. So good, '' I moaned til I came myself.

I stood and a glob of everything ran down my leg. The only matter I had to wipe myself off was my step-in. Sean let me use his tee shirt and then rinsed it off in the brook. We climbed back over the ridge, and when we were sure nobody would see us coming out of the woods, We got back on the trail. I 'm sure that people who passed us wondered how that shirt got so wet.

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Further on, behold, the trail passed behind a small motel. It looked like the perfect no-tell venue. We looked each other in the eyes.

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? ``

'' Are you thinking what I 'm thinking ? ``

We had found our dwelling house away from place, so to address, for months to come .