It was a very hot day in Jamaica. The sun was shining, there wasn't a cloud in the sky and my husband Scott and I had just arrived for a long weekend getaway. We were staying at a brand new, all inclusive resort and were really excited to take advantage of all it had to offer. Little did I know we'd be getting way more than we paid for.
"Let's go straight to the pool," I said to Scott.
"Or we could go straight to bed," he whispered into my ear.
I felt myself immediately get wet between the legs. I wasn't wearing panties under my su dress because I had wanted to give him easier access on the plane ride here. He hadn't let me down. I had placed my sweater over my lap and he had finger fucked me until I came so hard I almost gave us away. Now, only a few hours later, I felt myself dripping again at the mere thought of him getting inside my pussy.
We checked in and we were shown to our room. It was beautiful, with a king sized bed, a refrigerator stocked with liquor, and a balcony with a view of the ocean. The concierge put our bags down, Scott tipped him, and as soon as the door clicked shut behind him I was stripping out of my dress. Scott watched as my natural 34D tits sprang free from the dress. I dropped it to the ground and rubbed my tits as he undressed, never taking his eyes off me.
Scott is sexy. We both work out a lot, him to keep his muscular physique and me to keep my tiny waist and toned ass. Scott has an 8 pack and the broadest shoulders I've ever had the pleasure of laying my hands on. They're great for holding on to when I ride him.