I've had number of stories published on here, some are based on fantasies and some on part truths, with a slight bit of embellishment here and there. This story, however, is one hundred percent true and something I've always wanted to put down in words. I have of course changed the names, just to be on the safe side, you never know who could be reading!
My girlfriend Samantha (Sam), who I'm glad to say is now my wife of many years, had booked to go on holiday to Spain with her best friend before we had met. We were both besotted with each other and having recently taken each others virginities, and unable to keep our hands off each other, I had no qualms about her going away for a couple of weeks without me.
I knew I would miss her like crazy, but was happy in the knowledge that I could take care of myself in the meantime. This was way before the dawn of camera phones, but she managed to take some nice sexy pictures of herself to help me on my way. I sometimes wonder what it must have been like working in a photo developing shop back in those days, you certainly must have been privvy to a lot of personal pictures. Anyway, I digress.
The two weeks seemed like an absolute eternity to me. I think I pretty much masturbated every day thinking about Sam and her beautiful body and tight pussy that I was still getting to know. Bizarrely I found myself fantasising about her having sex with other men whilst she was away, and although I couldn't genuinely imagine anything worse, it made me horny as hell.
On the day they were due back, I had arranged to get her friends boyfriend and pick them up from the airport. We parked up and made our way to the departure lounge, both really keen to get re-acquainted with our other halves. The flight was actually on time, so that was a good start. It wasn't long before we saw them both heading towards us with their cases on a trolley.
Sam looked as gorgeous as ever with a deep tan and her dark curly hair tied back behind her head. She had a yellow vest top and a short skirt on, showing off her lovely legs. I couldn't wait to get my hands on them and explore my way to her white bits. I sincerely hoped she had some, I didn't think it likely she would have been sunbathing naked, but a nice thought nonetheless.
I was expecting Sam to bounce up to me, as excited to see me as I was her. That wasn't the case though, if anything both her and her friend Jenny looked decidedly frosty. As they reached us, I took hold of Sam and gave her a big hug, which wasn't exactly reciprocated. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and she seemed to freeze a little before pulling away.
"Is everything okay?" I asked, letting go of her and feeling a little uncomfortable as to her reaction.
"Yeah of course, just tired. Had a late night and had to be up early for the flight home."
"One last big night out was it?" I joked.
"Er yeah, something like that," she replied, not looking me in the eye.
There was definitly something amiss here, but I decided not to push it. If she had been on a final night blowout, she probably was just hungover and tired. I decided to accept that as the most likely situation and left it at that.
We drove back home, but it was weirdly quiet in the car, with only a few one or two word answers when I asked questions about the trip. I could tell her friend Jenny was acting the same way in the back with her boyfriend. It was all very odd, they were not the bubbly chatty pair they had been before they went and I had an uneasy feeling.
Having dropped the other guys off, we made our way back to Sam's house. Her parents were on holiday, although her younger sister, Trisha, was at home. Trisha was waiting in the kitchen when we got there and I noticed Sam run straight to her and give her a huge hug and burst into tears. Trisha looked at me inquisitively, assuming something was up, possibly caused by me, which of course wasn't the case. I shrugged my shoulders to indicate I had no idea what was going on.
Whilst Trisha was consoling Sam I made my way to the kitchen and made us all some sandwiches to give them time and ponder what was up. The girls eventually appeared and we sat around the dining table to eat. Trisha gave me a look to suggest she wasn't quite sure what was going on either. Trisha had only come back from her own holiday a week earlier, so began regaling us with tales regarding her friend Nikki who had gone with her, to try and change the mood.
"I couldn't believe it, she met up with this guy on the second night we were there and stayed in his room with him. Apparently she wanked him off," she said taking a mouthful of her sandwich, "she'd only met him a few hours earlier."
I had never heard Trisha use this kind of language and it nearly caused me to choke on my food. I have to say that it also made me feel quite horny. I noticed that Sam was keeping her head down and not saying a lot.
Trisha carried on. "They were pretty much inseperable most of the holiday. She even fucked him in our room. I wasn't there of course," she quickly added.
I couldn't believe I was hearing her talk like this. She generally came across as extremely innocent, although as she and her boyfriend had got together the same time as Sam and me, I'm guessing she probably wasn't as innocent as I suspected. She then went on to say how unfair it was on Nikki's boyfriend, but Nikki had told her it was just a holiday romance and nothing more, you were only young once and all that sort of stuff. Trisha said she had felt like a spare part and spent most of the holiday with a group of other girls, but hadn't cheated on her boyfriend and seemed quite upset about Nikki's behaviour.
Sam mainly nodded in agreement but didn't have much to say on the subject and after a bit more talk of Trisha's holiday, Sam said she wasnt going to have a shower and headed off upstairs.
Once she'd gone her sister came and sat next to me.
"What's going on with Sam?" she asked. "She's acting really strange. Has she told you anything?"
"Nothing at all Trish. Jenny was acting the same way. Something is not right but I don't know what."
"Hmmm," murmed Trisha as she took a slurp of her tea. "You don't think she, you know met someone else do you, I mean it didn't take Nikki long when we were away. I got plenty of attention but didn't do anything, as tempting as it might have and Sam hasn't exactly been short of attention since she started work."
Of course I already been thinking exactly the same thing and as I had met Sam at work, I knew only too well that there were others that would jump at the chance of asking her out if we weren't together, or in some cases even if we were.
"I really don't know, I can't even bear to think about to be honest, but yeah I guess it would make sense," I sighed in resignation knowing it was a definite possibility and would explain her mood. "Do you think I should ask her?"
Trisha looked uncertain, "Wait until she's out of the shower and go upstairs and see how she is. Don't know if you should ask her outright if she met someone. You've not had a chance to really be alone with her yet, so just try and find out what's going on and see if she opens up. It's not fair on you," Trisha said putting her hand on my thigh touching bare skin as I was wearing shorts. I felt a jolt of something that I knew I shouldn't be feeling.
I quickly got up, leaving Trisha a little surprised. I grabbed the plates off the table and took them over to the sink. I then heard the bathroom door open and listened as Sam went to her bedroom on the top floor of the house.
"Okay, I'm going to go and speak to her," I told Trisha.
"Good luck, I hope it's nothing that can't be sorted. You know where I am if you need me," she replied with a smile.
I wasn't quite sure what she meant by that, presumably just to chat though. My mind was already racing with mixed emotions, and Trisha's touch on my leg had thrown in a few more for good measure. Trisha was a good looking girl, but she was also my beautiful girlfriends little sister so I'd never seen her as anything else. Best not to dwell on that right now though.
I made way up the stairs to Sam's bedroom, where the door was slightly ajar. I could hear her moving about so I knocked on the door, which made it feel like I was going to a job interview not to see my girlfriend, and poked my head around it. Sam seemed to jump a little. She was getting dressed and had just put on her bra and knickers. She looked stunning with her dark wavy wet hair hanging down over shoulders. Sam seemed a little flustered and grabbed her dressing gown to cover herself up and wrapped her hair in a towel.
Was she trying to hide something? She usually had no problem with me seeing her naked. I knew I had to find out what was going on here, whether I liked the outcome or not. Sam tied the belt on her gown and went and sat on her bed.
"Can I join you?" I asked cautiously.
"Sure," Sam nodded and I went and sat beside her, neither of us touching each other.
This was all new to me and I really didn't know what to do, but knew we couldn't sit there in silence.
"Sam, what's going on? You clearly aren't yourself, or at least how you were before you went away. Jenny was also acting weird with James. I need to know what's happened."
Sam looked me in the eye, finally, and I could see apprehension there as if she was having an internal battle with herself. She took hold of my hand and I could see tears welling up in her eyes, but she said nothing. I waited there for a minute or two letting her entwine her fingers in mine.
"Samantha please talk to me, tell me what"s wrong," I begged her.
