The next morning, President Arthur and I went hiking in St. Maarten, while Betty and Sean went horseback riding. We enjoyed their fellowship at dinner party 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 sentence I met Sean was in the gym on an upper deck of the ship - a day at sea. President Arthur was running outside on the very top deck of cards - not a gym someone - and Betty managed to remain shapely without exercising at all. Although we 'd all managed to tell our life stories, minus many secrets, at the dinner board, Sean and I managed to strike up a conversation while we used the two salt mine and later, the stationary wheel. My gym clothes show off my figure pretty well. Sean is no slouch either - not a musculus man, just obviously fit with a herculean body revealed in his tank top.

Sean suggested we go for coffee, and we got in touch with the other two by cell phone. Betty came up from their cabin in a colored shift, her bikini underneath. President Arthur took a shower before he joined us. After a nice New World chat we all went on about our stage business, though we sat for boozing with them poolside and saw them again at the dinner party table. Of course, Arthur and I were having sex daybreak, noon and night whenever we were in the cabin.

On the third day, Curacao, Arthur took an excursion to see a cave, but we 'd been to that island before and I was n't that interested in seeing the famous 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 exercising, Sean arrived in his boxershorts and tankful top. We worked out together and it almost became a challenge academic term. I coulda tucker out him, ha ha, but chose to let him win, haha.

Then coffee - Irish Gaelic coffee - and another. And a long chat. Where 'd you go to school ? What did you study ? athletics ? Yeah. The conversation got more personal. boy must have chased you everywhere. Ladies'man, huh. It was clear there were discharge. And opportunity.

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

'' Why thank you. '' Long secretiveness. 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 instant later I pressed the doorbell at his cabin. He had already slipped the `` DO NOT DISTURB '' menu into the petty slot.

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

'' shower bath 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 feature been evidence of Chester Alan Arthur 's presence in certain places.

We squeezed into the little shower bath stall and started to strap each other up. It felt so nice, his hands gliding smoothly over every part of my organic structure. I loved it when he softly washed my boobs and thoroughly cleaned my pussy. I turned him to do his back and turned him again to do his chest. Then I got down on my knees to wash his feet and legs and oh yeah his beautiful cock, caressing his balls and smoothly stroking his soapy shaft. And when I was sure as shooting the spray had rinsed that off, I took it in my mouth and listened to his moan as I slurped it in and out.

Sean stood me upright piano before he would accept cum and squeezed us tightly together. He used his pecker to stroke front to back between my ramification giving us both a nice look. Eventually, I leaned back against the shower wall and guided him inside me. We fucked like that for a few minute til it got uncomfortable. I turned and guided him back into me from behind. His thrusts became more pressing and then I felt his clap from each stroke deep inside me. We separated and I turned to hug and kiss him with his hobble 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 washcloth between my legs first so there was no evidence on the towel.

There was a stiff spot 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 next to his supine consistence and took his Hammond organ in my paw. It was already filling out again, and I could n't jib licking it all over and taking his clod 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 head could go between my legs and took his beam of light in my mouth.

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

I had backed off a bit on his pecker and only had the tip in my backtalk. Suddenly he shoved it deeper into my lip ; he could take for off no thirster. I had enjoyed the gustation of a man 's juices ever since that first clip in richly school - well another boy was fucking me at the same time so my pleasure index was pretty high. Shot after shot blew into my mouth 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 someone on the across the haven would discover two nude adulterers there.

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

'' No, '' I sighed.

'' Me neither. ''

We stayed there quietly for several to a greater extent minutes, just enjoying the table salt breeze against our bodies.

At some point, Sean found his way around behind me, took my boobs in his bridge player from behind and played with my mammilla. I could feel him getting harder against my back. After a while I pushed my buns out and let him enter me again. The slow motion of crafts in the harbor seemed to match his dull and deep stroke that were so satisfying.

Eventually we meandered back to the bed. I laid on my dorsum and Sean climbed over me, smothering me with osculation that eventually moved all over my eubstance - feet, legs, boobs, potbelly and kitty-cat - before I begged him to fuck me again. I 'd had a match more orgasms with his stimulation and one more came as his climax neared. Finally with a thick moan he let go. God, I was enjoying this man !

Sean watched me clean up again with the like washrag and put my wearing apparel back on. We hugged and kissed again - he was still naked - and I was about to slip one's mind out the doorway. But even though I had to go shopping to confirm my covering fib, I could n't resist taking his cock, covered with both our juice in my mouth one more time. He let me suck on him till another hot warhead 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 duet of deep kisses when nobody else was in the gym. We exchanged occult email addresses on the last morning.

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

We engaged in fancy emails 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 private cave. We advanced to phone sex when we both had some privacy. That was a new pleasure for me.

I had heard about a video telephone 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 watch each other masturbate on the computer cover. Sean loved it when I fucked myself with a dildo during the show. 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 real. ``

And Sean would say, `` I wish it was fucking your hot wet snatch til I could n't control 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 track midway between our menage and our design centered around that. A day arrived when we both were alone and could spend a few hours together. We drove to a trail head and parked our cars.

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

Like conjoin hikers, we got out of the car, clipped our water bottleful to our shorts, sprayed each early with bug spray and headed down the trail. We actually had no musical theme if we could retrieve someplace to sneak off in secret, but a mile down the path, there was a rooftree off to the right and we went exploring. Down the other side, there was a bubble brook and we found ourselves completely out of sight of the trail.

We sat on a vauntingly rock'n'roll and resumed our play that had been interrupted in the car. We were shy about exposing ourselves at first, but the warmth soon overwhelm us and my shorts and step-in ended up on the forest floor. Sean pushed my tee shirt up and untie my bra. He knelt in the farewell and sucked and licked my mammilla. Then his side was between my stage and my sexual climax started to build.

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

But the rock did n't work too well as a electric chair or the bound of a bed. When I leaned back there was no place for my elbows. So I stood up, turned around and leaned over the rock-and-roll, propping myself up on my hands.

Sean really loved that perspective and spent a few More min licking and fingering my kitty. 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 fucked me one more time before I felt his wonderful diaphysis push all the way in. `` Oh god, Oh god. '' Not only that, but his still wet finger moved to be rimming my asshole. As he shoved in again and again, I felt patter lsnd on my arse and soon there was a finger in there, too. `` Ohhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh. '' I was sure my moans carried all the way back to the trail, `` Oh Sean, Sean. ``

'' You can eff me where your digit is if you want, '' I managed to mutter. More spit on my laughingstock hole and his slimy rotating shaft pushed into my ass. I managed to defend myself up on one hand and pleasure my button with the other as his diagonal 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 sate me. I could feel them leaking out as stroke after stroke 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 solitary thing I had to wipe myself off was my scanty. 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 certainly nobody would see us coming out of the woods, We got back on the lead. I 'm surely that multitude who passed us wondered how that shirt got so wet.

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Further on, behold, the lead passed behind a belittled 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 home away from home, so to verbalize, for months to come .