/* This series is a sequel to Neighbors: The Surprise but you really don't have to read the first one to enjoy this one. But you'll probably want to read Chapter 1 of this series before reading Chapter 2.
All characters are of course over 18 years of age. */
It was only Wednesday. I'd just had two days of the most intense sexual experiences of my life to start off a two-week beach vacation. I was sated, exhausted, it was only Wednesday... and I wanted more.
But not right that second. I relaxed on my lounge chair, watching my girls soaking up rays in their birthday suits (I had no right to think of them as "my girls" but how many times do you get an opportunity like this?). Kerri looked up and over at me from between our two new friends and just smiled a satisfied smile.
I was feeling too lazy to go fix lunch and Kerri seemed disinclined to move out from between Alice and Reba, so I called the nearest pizza delivery place for a large veggie and a large pepperoni. I did remember to throw some shorts on before answering the door a few minutes later and grabbing the pizzas.
I started to wonder if two large pizzas were enough after we all attacked them by the pool. Sex is great exercise, I guess, and we had all earned some calorie replenishment.
After lunch, the girls packed up to head back to their house, but not before we talked about the rest of the week. Kerri let them know how much Christy wanted to meet them when she and Tim arrived Friday evening. Alice said, "let me talk to my mom. I think she'll run interference for us." As I said earlier, her mom started to sound really interesting.
After Alice and Reba left, the house started feeling a little empty. Kerri and I looked at each other and decided we ought to get out for a while. Before we got dressed and headed out, we checked the weather forecast and saw that there was a front that was supposed to come through Thursday evening. The morning looked ok though, so I called the local rental place and arranged for a paddleboard and paddle to be dropped off Thursday morning, as I'd been wanting to try it for years.
We got cleaned up and went for a short drive up to the Currituck Light and the Whalehead Club. It was a gorgeous day and the view from the top of the lighthouse was phenomenal. We walked around for a couple of hours, holding hands and taking selfies to send to Tim and Christy.
As it got later, we headed back towards the house but stopped off at one of the soundside shopping areas to poke around the shops. We picked up a few offensively silly t-shirts for Christy and Tim and some cheap shell jewelry for Alice and Reba and finally landed at a local seafood place for dinner, where we could sit outside and watch the sun set over the sound. It was lovely.
Then my phone buzzed. I hadn't relaxed as much as I'd hoped to because I was half-waiting for my phone to ring with some problem with the new application that had just gone live at work. And sure enough, the text was for a troubleshooting meeting at 9 that night to try to resolve some issues that had just cropped up that morning.
We resolved to enjoy our dinner before we headed back to the house where I could log in. Yes, I was on vacation but that really doesn't mean much these days, at least not in IT. Usually the development team wouldn't get pulled in after the new code had been successfully live for three production days, so I assumed this was a really big problem.
We held hands while the sun went down over the water, enjoying a shared dessert and a couple of glasses of wine. I had to go to work, but I was damned if I wasn't going to enjoy a beautiful sunset with my love.
We got back to the house by 8:30 and I booted up my SurfacePro and checked my email. It looked like things had been fine Monday and Tuesday, but as of Wednesday people started having sporadic access issues. It sounded to me like an infrastructure problem and not an app problem, but I was ready to work with the team to figure it out.
I joined the call at 9:00 pm on the dot. Within five minutes there were thirty-five people on the call. A few of us were new to the problem, so the critical incident manager took a few minutes to bring us all up to speed. We got a dump of all the things that had been tried to resolve it so far, with no success.
Kerri was totally understanding of me working during vacation - we'd certainly been married long enough that she knew how these things went. That didn't mean that she wasn't above teasing me a bit so as I sat on one of the big sofas in the great room, Kerri came in wearing nothing but a smile.
First, I think she read my mind, as she grabbed the bottle of wine that I had opened the night before and poured what remained of the bottle into two glasses. She handed one to me, which I accepted gratefully. The other she took with her to the chair across from me, along with the now empty bottle.
She sat back in the chair, legs spread wide, sipping her wine and staring at me while she started to play with herself with her free hand. Her left leg was hooked over the arm of the chair, her right splayed out to the side and she slowly frigged herself with her right hand.
I did my best to focus on work, actually making a couple of suggestions of reasonable things to check on while I tried to scan through the code I had worked on. It was definitely not easy to concentrate with Kerri teasing me, but I figured that the sooner we resolved the problem, the sooner I could get back to sex.
Kerri set her half-empty wine glass down on the table next to her chair and picked up the empty wine bottle. She turned it up over her mouth to get the last few drops out, then ran her tongue into and around the open end of the bottle. That definitely took my attention away from the call. Without breaking eye contact, she lowered the bottle between her legs and slowly slipped the neck into her pussy.
Luckily, I was on mute because while Kerri managed to do that with nothing more than a low moan, I let out a low "fuuuucccckkkk" as the bottle disappeared into my wife's cunt. She worked it in to the point where the bottle widens out, then started fucking herself with it, still keeping her eyes on me the whole time.
I was trying to pay attention to the call and trying to *will* someone to come up with a solution. Kerri continued pumping the bottle in and out with one hand while strumming her clit with the other, finally pulling the bottle into her hard as she had what looked like a terrific orgasm.