Even after a sex-filled week with my wife Julie, our unicorn/cuckcake Amber, and Mia, I still felt my heart race as I waited for Maya's arrival. Looking like a younger version of my ex-lover, the original Maya, she resurrected feelings in both myself and my wife. For me, it was the passion and eroticism we shared. For my wife, it was the inferiority feelings she experienced as the love of her life rejected her for a better sexual mate.
These cuckquean feelings she had are what lead us to our current situation. When Julie found out my secretary looked like the original Maya and had a serious crush on me, she encouraged me to pursue a sexual relationship. Getting a sexual thrill from hearing of our exploits, Julie worked to mold the new Maya into the perfect replacement of my old lover, getting her hair styled to match the original and changing her wardrobe from drab to sexy. Julie recreated my obsession and fostered a relationship based on sexual attraction and gratification.
Her efforts were so successful that even after a week of hedonism, the excitement of being reunited with my courtesan had my cock aching. I love my wife, but she went to great efforts to make sure I was more sexually responsive to Maya, toning down her own sexuality while cultivating Maya's. Julie made it a rule to only have sex with me after I was sexually drained by Maya. With my wife's pent-up arousal, she would climax before I could even start. By the time she introduced Amber into the scene, Maya had become my primary sexual outlet, and my wife and Amber were relegated to just a side fling. I had been conditioned to become sexually aroused by the thought of Maya. Just like any other infatuation, I felt that same sense of excitement as I stood in the terminal scanning the arriving passengers for her.
Even in the sea of people, I was able to easily spot Maya. Julie, as always, made sure Maya looked her best for your reunion. Scheduling an appointment at the salon, her hair and makeup looked perfect and the Hawaiian-themed dress, no doubt purchased as a gift under my name, was a blend of casual and sexy. The scooped neckline displayed her ample cleavage while the bodice hugged her waist and the hemline fell to mid-thigh. With every step, the dress danced around her hips highlighting her legs and giving glimpses of her thighs.
Maya scanned the room with the excitement of a young woman looking for her lover, I wasn't the only one my wife conditioned. Julie spent countless hours texting Maya bolstering her confidence, and discussing her sexual performance. She planned our dates and directed my behavior to ensure Maya's infatuation. Turning the shy inexperienced introvert into a sexy young woman dedicated to our unique relationship.
As our eyes met her face broke into a wide smile and she hurried toward me. Without a word, we embraced and shared a passionate kiss. Like a caffeine addict getting that first whiff in the morning, my heart started to race and I became lost in the feeling of her body pressing against mine. Through the thin dress, I could feel the hardness of her nipples, she was just as aroused by our reunion as I was. As our tongues probed each other's mouths and I had to fight my carnal instincts and focus on keeping my hands from groping her ass.
"I missed you," breathed Maya, her voice dripping with need as we broke the kiss.
"I missed you too," I replied.
"I've been horny all week," hissed Maya before kissing me again.
"So have I," I smiled as I caressed the side of her face.
"Your wife didn't keep you satisfied," shot Maya as she broke free from my arms.
"We haven't had sex since the day we arrived," I stated. This was the truth, after my threesome with my wife and Amber on the first day, I hadn't had intercourse with Julie. Of course, I left out the part of me fucking Amber and Mia throughout the week.
"She had you the whole week in Hawaii and had sex only once," gasped Maya in confusion.
"She wasn't interested," I shrugged," besides I had my mind on someone else," not mentioning Mia.
"Well then we both have a lot of catching up on," teased Maya as she took my hand.
Arriving at the rental car I opened the passenger door for Maya and was rewarded by the sight of her naked thighs as the hem of her dress slid up as she maneuvered into the seat. Closing the door I placed our bags into the trunk and retrieved Maya's next surprise.
Maya was gitty from the excitement. She had taken a few trips with her parents as well as several family visits but this was her first adult trip.
"I have something for you," I announced, turning to face her.
"Another gift," smiled Maya.
"Not so much a gift," I said, " more like something I need you to hold onto."
Maya gasped as I revealed my wife's engagement ring and wedding band. "Julie doesn't like wearing jewelry when going through airport security so she puts them in her carry-on," I explained. "While she was in the shower I took them. After she went to the airport I told her she forgot them and I would keep them close to my heart."
Her hand was shaking as I slid the rings onto her finger. This was Amber's idea. As Julie was playing her wife for the next week it was only fitting that Maya got to play mine and instructed Julie to give me her rings.
"So for the next week, you are Ms. McHones," I stated.
Maya didn't respond and just pulled me in for a passionate kiss.
As I pulled out my phone to take a picture Maya leaned against the door and crossed her legs exposing most of her thigh. With a flirty smile, she displayed my wife's rings next to her face. It was very provocative and I couldn't help running my eyes over the vision of what it might have looked like if I married the original Maya. With the press of a button, the photo was sent to my wife.
I cannot wait until we get to our room," purred Maya as her hand, now adorned with my wife's wedding ring toyed with the hem of her dress. My eyes kept straying from the road as Maya slowly pulled the dress up her legs revealing more and more of her thighs. This continued until the dress was bunched across her lap exposing her panties and she started caressing the damp gusset. I spent more time looking at the object of my lust than the road. The finger holding my wife's wedding ring, the physical symbol of our union, was rubbing the panties of my mistress.
At a stoplight, Maya lifted herself off the seat and making sure she had my full attention, slid her panties over her hips dropping them on the floor. Her clit was swollen and poking out of her hood as her juices flowed from her lips. Maya gave out a giggle as the car behind me honked, alerting me the light had changed.
We wasted no time getting to the honeymoon suite and I marveled at her curves as she removed her dress. Maya had the body of a centerfold, the type that looked best naked. Her large breasts were round and perfectly proportioned with just a hint of sag while her wide hips gave her an alluring figure. A body made for sex.
"Are you ready to see your gift?" purred Maya crawling onto the bed presenting her ass and the square bandage over her right cheek.
"You haven't looked at it yet," I inquired.
"No," responded Maya as she looked over her shoulder. "I got it for you and thought you should be the first to see it."
In this position, her ass was tight and I caressed her shapely rear before taking a corner of the bandage and peeling it away revealing a small heart tattoo and a banner with my name written across it. I have always had a thing for asses, which is part of the reason my wife had chosen this spot. Several weeks ago Julie got the idea of Maya getting my name tattooed and started laying the foundations during their daily texts. Julie argued it couldn't be in an obvious place where it could be questioned and Maya agreed to get it as a thank-you for the trip.
"How does it look," inquired Maya.
