The next dawn, 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 married woman was so far ever exhibit, 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 pep pill pack of cards of the ship - a day at sea. Chester Alan Arthur was running outside on the very top deck of cards - not a gym person - and Betty managed to stay shapely without exercising at all. Although we 'd all managed to recount our life stories, minus many arcanum, at the dinner table, Sean and I managed to strike up a conversation while we used the two treadmill and later, the stationary bicycle. My gym clothes show off my flesh pretty well. Sean is no slump either - not a heftiness man, just obviously fit with a mighty organic structure revealed in his cooler top.

Sean suggested we go for coffee, and we got in tactual sensation with the early two by cellular phone phone. Betty came up from their cabin in a colorful switch, her bikini underneath. Arthur took a cascade before he joined us. After a dainty chat we all went on about our business sector, though we sat for drinks with them poolside and saw them again at the dinner table. Of row, Arthur and I were having sex morning, noon and Nox 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 stake for Sean. So the morning started out in the gym, and shortly after I started my workout, Sean arrived in his short circuit and tank top. We worked out together and it almost became a challenge academic term. I coulda ticktock him, ha ha, but chose to let him win, haha.

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

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

'' Why thank you. '' farseeing secretiveness. 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 instant later I pressed the buzzer at his cabin. He had already slipped the `` DO NOT DISTURB '' card into the slight slot.

As soon as the door closed, we started ripping each early 's apparel off, what few we were wearing. oceanic abyss snuggling ensued, with Sean 's hands pushing my breasts up and mine holding his fully erect cock.

'' exhibitor 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 been grounds of Arthur 's presence in certain places.

We squeezed into the fiddling shower stall and started to lather each early up. It felt so gracious, his hands gliding smoothly over every portion of my body. I loved it when he softly washed my boobs and thoroughly cleaned my cunt. I turned him to do his binding 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 dick, 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 before he would have cum and squeezed us tightly together. He used his cock to stroke front man to back between my legs giving us both a nice feeling. Eventually, I leaned back against the exhibitioner bulwark 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 urgent and then I felt his extravasation from each stroke deep inside me. We separated and I turned to hug and buss him with his limp organ pressed against my belly.

'' That was marvellous. ``

'' 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 stage first so there was no grounds on the towel.

There was a loaded point 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 eubstance and took his electric organ in my manus. It was already filling out again, and I could n't resist licking it all over and taking his Lucille Ball one by one in my oral cavity. Before long he nudged me down and we laid facing each others'sex. I lifted one leg up so his drumhead could go between my leg and took his shaft in my mouth.

I had n't had much of an orgasm in the shower, but his ministrations 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 tool and only had the tip in my lip. Suddenly he shoved it deeper into my mouth ; he could hold off no thirster. I had enjoyed the appreciation of a man 's juice ever since that maiden fourth dimension in high schooling - well another boy was fucking me at the same time so my delight index was pretty heights. Shot after snapshot 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 slope, but still I wondered if someone on the across the harbor would notice two naked adulterer there.

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

'' No, '' I sighed.

'' Me neither. ''

We stayed there quietly for several Thomas More minutes, just enjoying the table 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 mammilla. I could experience him getting harder against my book binding. After a while I pushed my rear out and let him enter me again. The slacken motion of crafts in the harbor seemed to match his dull and trench strokes that were so satisfying.

Eventually we meandered back to the bed. I laid on my dorsum and Sean climbed over me, smothering me with candy kiss that eventually moved all over my body - human foot, legs, bosom, breadbasket and pussy - before I begged him to fuck me again. I 'd had a yoke more orgasms with his foreplay and one more came as his climax neared. Finally with a deep groan he let go. God, I was enjoying this man !

Sean watched me scavenge 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 threshold. But even though I had to go shopping to confirm my cover floor, I could n't resist taking his pecker, covered with both our juices in my mouth one Thomas More metre. He let me suck on him till another hot load of his cum pulsed into my throat.

It was awkward trying to conform to again on the ship, and it did n't happen other than a couple of cryptical kisses when nonentity else was in the gym. We exchanged undercover email reference on the last morning.

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We wrote back and forth a few 24-hour interval later, telling each former how wonderful that day had been and how overnice our kisses were and how nice it would be if we could somehow get together again.

We engaged in fantasy emails about what we would do if we hiked off into the woods somewhere together or took a canoe on a hidden lake or crawled into a secret cave. We advanced to phone sex when we both had some privateness. That was a new joy for me.

I had heard about a video earphone chat service for lovers - this was before the detonation of telecasting 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 computing machine 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 installment, I would say, `` I wish that putz was inside me for very. ``

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

Finally, we could n't resist and started working on a program. It turns out there is a hiking trail midway between our homes 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 psyche and parked our cars.

I got into the front fanny of Sean 's car and we immediately started making out. Soon I had his tool in my hand and his handwriting wandered under my tee shirt before he opened my shorts and slipped it into my panties. It was getting hot and I 'm sure as shooting we would hold both cum had another car not turned into the chase chief lot. We quickly put ourselves back together.

Like married 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 sneak off in buck private, but a mile down the track, there was a rooftree off to the right and we went exploring. Down the other slope, there was a burble brook and we found ourselves completely out of spate of the trail.

We sat on a large rock and resumed our play that had been interrupted in the car. We were shy about exposing ourselves at 1st, but the passion soon overcame us and my shorts and pantie ended up on the forest floor. Sean pushed my tee shirt up and undid my bra. He knelt in the parting and sucked and licked my nipples. Then his case was between my legs and my orgasm started to build.

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

But the rock did n't work too well as a professorship or the edge of a bed. When I leaned back there was no piazza 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 view and spent a few Thomas More minutes licking and fingering my pussy. Oh my god, I wanted his cock.

'' Please, please, do it me. Fuck me now ! ! ``

He stood and grabbed my knocker from behind and played there for a bit. Then he finger love me one Thomas More time before I felt his wonderful shaft push all the way in. `` Oh god, Oh god. '' Not only that, but his still wet finger's breadth moved to be rimming my bastard. As he shoved in again and again, I felt spit lsnd on my asshole and soon there was a finger in there, too. `` Ohhhhhhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhh. '' I was sure my moan carried all the way back to the trail, `` Oh Sean, Sean. ``

'' You can fuck me where your finger is if you want, '' I managed to mutter. Sir Thomas More spit on my stern hole and his slimy shaft pushed into my ass. I managed to hold myself up on one hand and pleasure my button with the former as his strokes intensified in my rear.

When he was about to cum, he pulled out and entered my vagina again. A few virgule and his hot juice started to fulfil me. I could feel them leaking out as stroke after stroke pumped more into me. `` So unspoilt. So in force, '' I moaned til I came myself.

I stood and a lump of everything ran down my leg. The lonesome matter I had to wipe myself off was my panty. 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 citizenry who passed us wondered how that shirt got so wet.

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Further on, behold, the trail passed behind a minor motel. It looked like the perfect no-tell locus. 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 home, so to address, for months to come up .