Our well earned vacation had finally arrived. Like a lot of Kiwi's, my good lady Vanessa and I were to depart New Zealand for the warmer shores of Australia. To maximize our day, we took the early morning flight from Auckland to Adelaide and landed on a hot sun filled day. We cleared both customs and the airport quickly and were soon deposited in our spacious self contained apartment which looked just like the brochure, and thankfully met all our expectations. The first thing we did after turning the air conditioning on was to collapse on the bed and fall asleep, for it had been an early morning start.
I stirred hours later and found Vanessa standing completely nude looking through the sheer curtains out towards the city, I kept quiet and took the time to voyeuristically devour her natural beauty. Vanessa was a big girl; tall wide shouldered, big breasted with full hips and toned legs. She was strong from her early rowing years and still reasonably fit from gym work. She wore her dark fine hair long; during her corporate days it was usually tied back in a pony tail or up high.
I thought she was pretty, big green eyes, a smattering of freckles on her nose which she hated because when she wore glasses they were more obvious. I didn't care what she thought of herself, to me Vanessa was all woman and I loved her to bits. At forty three years old she still looked pretty damn good in a bathing suit and at the beach I enjoyed watching the lust filled eyes of men of all ages taking in her Amazonian curves.
We were casualties from broken marriages and came together both wounded and scared. Like most couples in out situation, we started out as friends neither seeking another relationship, but we grew close and eventually became lovers.
After six months we rented out our respective houses and together rented another which was deemed neutral territory. I suppose there was an expectation that our first argument would result in us parting company and scurrying back to our own homes, but it never happened.
We grew even closer and cherished our hours together, especially those in the bedroom. Although we never discussed it, I'm sure that we subconsciously worked hard to ensure that we kept each other happy. Fortunately both of us have a black sense of humour and as you will see, like nothing better than to laugh at ourselves and tease each other, which of course keeps things interesting.
Sexually, we are well matched, both love sex and prepared instigate a nice coupling at whim. Our weeknight romps are mostly quick and very physical. But in the weekends, there's lots of foreplay, toys and more emphasis in making our carnal pleasures last. Vanessa enjoys these romps as she has the time to build up slowly and enjoy more powerful and satisfying orgasms.
One of our favourite games is the executive fuck which is made possible because I get home from work earlier than her. When in the mood, she will ring me when ready to leave her work and ask for an executive appointment. Usually she discreetly removes her panties while at work and drives home commando which adds to her arousal.
Once home, I escort her straight up to our upstairs office, sit her on the desk, simply slip up her skirt or dress, and then slowly slide my already excited cock into her. Leaving Vanessa fully clothed except for exposing her large breasts, we then fuck each other stupid hoping the desk won't collapse beneath us, which reminds me that I should really strengthen it before we do have an accident. At the end I have to make sure that I don't leave any of my cum on her corporate clothing, which can be a challenge in our excitement.
I have suggested that she could invite me to her real office and do it there, but alas there are too many glass walls and people working late to chance it, even in the weekends. Tempting, but very career effecting if caught, Vanessa has reminded me several times.
Vanessa eventually realized that I was watching her. She turned towards me and grinned, then tried unsuccessfully to cover her large breasts and triangle of curls below with her hands.
"Oh please sir, avert your eyes, I'm just a shy young girl." she said playfully.
I laughed, flicked off the sheet exposing my very proud erection and made it dance back and forth for her.
Vanessa laughed heartily and placed her hands on her hips provocatively exposing her naughty bits, "Why sir, is that all you have got to offer a little shy girl like me?"
I took myself in hand and pointed my shaft towards her, "You just come over here lady and find out."
She sauntered over the bed and leaned over me allowing her breasts to slide over my cock, then settled down and took it in her mouth. I lay back in absolute splendour as her warm lips and tongue slid expertly over my manhood. After a short time, Vanessa moved upwards until her pussy lips slid over my cock and jammed it against my navel. Pinning both of my hands to the sheet, she rubbed her pussy up and down my shaft until her lubrication kicked in, then slid a little forward and deftly guided it inside her warm tunnel.
Taking me to the hilt and wriggling around for good measure, she leaned down and gave me a kiss, "You're quite handy to have around; do you know that?"
"Handy or cocky?" I asked.
"Both." she replied jamming her tongue in my mouth to shut me up.
And then the fun started.
The next two days were taken up by exploring Adelaide, our apartment sat nicely within walking distance between the Central Markets and the city centre which made sightseeing on foot easy. We took the tram out to the seaside town of Glenelg and spent the day on the beach and cafes, and all in all we agreed that Adelaide was indeed a very beautiful city.
On the third day we booked an all day bus tour out into the Barbarossa Valley. There was about twenty five or so people on the tour, mostly couples and older than us.
We stopped for morning tea at a country cafe, and a lady named Addie joined us at our table. Vanessa and Addie clicked with each other immediately and were soon chatting away like old friends.
Addie was about our age, trim, fair haired and dressed fashionably in jeans and a tight top. I noticed a wedding ring on her left hand although seemed to be travelling alone. She was an attractive lady and I was quite happy to be in her company for obvious reasons. When Vanessa asked Addie where her husband was, she grinned and told us she was divorced and single, and wore her wedding ring to keep unwanted males from hitting on her. When Vanessa laughed and suggested that it might keep Mr Right from hitting on her, Addie smiled smugly and suggested that when she wanted a man, he would certainly know about it, and quickly.
Addie tagged along with us for the rest of the day and the three of us became quite friendly. We all enjoyed the tour and at the end Vanessa and Addie swapped cell phone numbers and made a date for the three of us to go out for a meal the following night.
The following night was a fun filled night of good food, laughter and copious amount of booze consumed at one of the local bars. A rowdy group of males appeared and Vanessa suggested Addie might want to drag one back to her room for a bit of rumpty dumpty. Addie looked them over and decided that none of them appealed.
"So Addie, how do you like your men?" Vanessa asked. "What attributes are required before you drag them off to your room to have your wicked way with them?"
Addie shrugged her shoulders, "Tall, dark and manly with muscles in the right places. Brains not really required, but should be nicely hung. Not too fussy with my women, so long as they are attractive, I'll take them as they come."
