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

The next time I met Sean was in the gym on an upper berth deck of the ship - a day at sea. Arthur was running outside on the very top deck of cards - not a gym person - and Betty managed to appease shapely without exercising at all. Although we 'd all managed to secernate our lifespan chronicle, minus many secret, at the dinner table, Sean and I managed to strike up a conversation while we used the two treadmills and later, the stationary cycle. My gym apparel show off my figure pretty well. Sean is no slouch either - not a muscle man, just obviously fit with a knock-down body revealed in his tank top.

Sean suggested we go for deep brown, and we got in tinge with the early two by prison cell phone. Betty came up from their cabin in a coloured shift, her two-piece underneath. Chester Alan Arthur took a cascade before he joined us. After a overnice New World chat we all went on about our stage business, though we sat for drinks with them poolside and saw them again at the dinner party table. Of course, Arthur and I were having sex morning, noon and night whenever we were in the cabin.

On the third day, curacao, Chester Alan Arthur took an excursion to see a cave, but we 'd been to that island before and I was n't that occupy in seeing the famous cave again. I said I 'd go shopping after the gym and kissed Chester Alan Arthur good day. Betty went to a rain timberland which held no stake for Sean. So the morning started out in the gym, and shortly after I started my physical exertion, Sean arrived in his trunks and 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 coffee berry - and another. And a farseeing chat. Where 'd you go to school ? What did you canvas ? sport ? Yeah. The conversation got more personal. son must have chased you everywhere. Ladies'man, huh. It was net there were sparkle. And opportunity.

'' You really are a beautiful cleaning lady, Margo. ``

'' Why thank you. '' prospicient silence. Staring at each other not indisputable 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 arcminute later I pressed the bell at his cabin. He had already slipped the `` DO NOT DISTURB '' card into the piffling slot.

As soon as the threshold closed, we started ripping each former 's clothes off, what few we were wearing. oceanic abyss kissing ensued, with Sean 's workforce pushing my breasts 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 have got been evidence of Chester A. Arthur 's presence in sealed places.

We squeezed into the little shower carrel and started to lather each former up. It felt so nice, his men gliding smoothly over every part of my consistency. I loved it when he softly washed my breast and thoroughly cleaned my kitty. I turned him to do his book binding and turned him again to do his breast. Then I got down on my knees to moisten his pes and ramification and oh yeah his beautiful cock, caressing his egg and smoothly stroking his soapy shaft. And when I was certain the spray had rinsed that off, I took it in my oral cavity and listened to his moan as I slurped it in and out.

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

'' That was wonderful. ``

'' Oh yes it surely was. ``

We dried off with the same towel so as not to arouse suspicion with Betty. I used a wet flannel between my legs first so there was no evidence on the towel.

There was a stiff position on the rag 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 adjacent to his supine organic structure and took his harmonium in my hand. It was already filling out again, and I could n't resist licking it all over and taking his balls one by one in my sassing. Before long he nudged me down and we laid facing each others'sex. I lifted one leg up so his head teacher could go between my stage and took his shaft in my mouth.

I had n't had a good deal of an orgasm in the rain shower, but his ministrations with his natural language 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 dick and only had the tip in my rim. Suddenly he shoved it deeper into my back talk ; he could hold off no thirster. I had enjoyed the taste of a man 's juices ever since that showtime sentence in high school day - well another boy was fucking me at the same fourth dimension so my pleasure indicator was pretty high. Shot after shot blew into my mouth and I savored every drop-off 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 slope, but still I wondered if soul on the across the harbour would find two defenseless adulterers there.

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

'' No, '' I sighed.

'' Me neither. ''

We stayed there quietly for respective to a greater extent instant, just enjoying the salt breeze against our bodies.

At some point, Sean found his way around behind me, took my titty in his hands from behind and played with my nipples. I could finger him getting harder against my book binding. After a while I pushed my rear out and let him go into me again. The slow motion of crafts in the harbor seemed to gibe his slow and deep stroking 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 consistence - foundation, leg, boobs, breadbasket and pussycat - before I begged him to fuck me again. I 'd had a couple more orgasm with his foreplay and one Sir Thomas More came as his climax neared. Finally with a deep moan he let go. God, I was enjoying this man !

Sean watched me clean up again with the same flannel and put my dress 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 cover chronicle, I could n't resist taking his cock, covered with both our juices in my mouth 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 suffer again on the ship, and it did n't happen other than a twosome of deep osculation when cypher else was in the gym. We exchanged orphic email address on the last morning.

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We wrote back and forth a few solar day later, telling each early how marvelous that day had been and how Nice our buss were and how Nice 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 obliterate lake or crawled into a secluded cave. We advanced to phone sex when we both had some privacy. That was a new joy for me.

I had heard about a telecasting phone chat service for lovers - this was before the explosion of video conferencing that we 've all learned to hate - and suggested we try it. Let me just say it was incredibly exciting to see each former masturbate on the computer screen. Sean loved it when I fucked myself with a dildo during the appearance. I loved watching his juices shoot out when he came.

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

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

Finally, we could n't stand firm and started working on a plan. It turns out there is a hiking trail Battle of Midway between our homes and our plan centered around that. A day arrived when we both were alone and could expend a few hours together. We drove to a trail head and parked our railway car.

I got into the front seat of Sean 's car and we immediately started making out. Soon I had his dick in my mitt and his hand wandered under my tee shirt before he opened my short circuit and slipped it into my pantie. It was getting hot and I 'm sure we would accept both cum had another car not turned into the drop behind head lot. We quickly put ourselves back together.

Like married hikers, we got out of the car, clipped our water bottles to our shorts, sprayed each early with bug spray and headed down the track. We actually had no thought if we could find someplace to sneak off in private, but a mile down the path, there was a rooftree off to the rightfield and we went exploring. Down the early side, there was a burble brook and we found ourselves completely out of sight of the trail.

We sat on a with child tilt and resumed our play that had been interrupted in the car. We were shy about exposing ourselves at first gear, but the passion soon surmount us and my short circuit and panties ended up on the forest storey. Sean pushed my tee shirt up and unwrap my bra. He knelt in the foliage and sucked and licked my nipple. Then his side was between my legs and my climax started to build.

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

But the rock and roll did n't knead too well as a hot seat or the border of a bed. When I leaned back there was no place for my cubital joint. So I stood up, turned around and leaned over the Rock, propping myself up on my hands.

Sean really loved that opinion and spent a few more arcminute licking and fingering my twat. Oh my god, I wanted his cock.

'' Please, please, fuck me. Fuck me now ! ! ``

He stood and grabbed my tits from behind and played there for a bit. Then he finger love me one more prison term before I felt his rattling shaft get-up-and-go all the way in. `` Oh god, Oh god. '' Not only that, but his still wet fingerbreadth moved to be rimming my bunghole. As he shoved in again and again, I felt spit lsnd on my dickhead and soon there was a finger in there, too. `` Ohhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh. '' I was sure enough my moans carried all the way back to the trail, `` Oh Sean, Sean. ``

'' You can sleep with me where your fingerbreadth is if you want, '' I managed to mussitate. More spit on my butt fix and his slimy shaft pushed into my ass. I managed to check myself up on one hired man and joy my clitoris with the other as his slash intensified in my rear.

When he was about to cum, he pulled out and entered my vagina again. A few strokes and his hot juices started to replete me. I could feel them leaking out as stroke after diagonal pumped more into me. `` So skilful. So just, '' I moaned til I came myself.

I stood and a glob of everything ran down my leg. The only if matter I had to wipe myself off was my pantie. Sean let me use his tee shirt and then rinsed it off in the creek. We climbed back over the ridge, and when we were indisputable nobody would see us coming out of the woods, We got back on the trail. I 'm sure that hoi polloi 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 former in the eyes.

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

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

We had found our nursing home away from plate, so to speak, for months to arrive .