Marina put on her bikini and looked outside. It was a simply gorgeous day, the attractive brunette couldn't wait to get outside and have a swim. In the heat of the day, a dip in the cool water would be just the thing.
She adjusted the bikini to cover her tits and pussy, knowing that there were a lot of prying eyes since Jim had brought home his new young bride. She still couldn't get used to being a married lady, it'd been such a whirlwind courtship.
She had met Jim Phillips while waitressing in a Cocktail Bar in Vegas and he'd tipped her twenty dollars. She'd flashed him her most dazzling smile and gone about her business. When he ordered another drink, she got another twenty dollar tip. She thanked him profusely, then told him she was finished for the night.
He came back in the next night and the night after that. It became obvious that he was interested in her, but Marina thought him a bit too old for her at first. He wore his 50 years well, but Marina wasn't looking to become involved with a man 21 years her senior.
Jim had a way of winning people over and he poured on the charm. She agreed to go out with him after her Friday night shift was over and he picked her up in a limo.
"Nice!" she said. "Yours?"
"My company's" he answered. "We have about 20 of them."
As the limo drove them to dinner, he poured her a glass of a truly superb champagne. As Jim talked, Marina realized that it wasn't the company he WORKED for, it was HIS company. She was going to have dinner with a millionaire.
It didn't matter to her really, Marina had never been a materialistic person. She genuinely found herself falling for him, he listened to her dreams of becoming a Romance Novelist, he noticed the little heart-shaped earrings she was wearing. He told her that her chestnut-brown hair was very pretty and her smile made him feel warm.
Jim told her about his wife's running off with another woman eight years earlier and Marina felt sorry for him. She took his hand in her own and she felt it. Right at that moment. Her roommate and cousin, Paulina, had told her of things like this, but she'd figured Paulina was full of shit. But there was a genuine spark between her and Jim.
He took her out for the next week and when they finally had sex, it was electric. Jim was hung like a horse, with a big cock that hung low. It was thick and hard in her mouth as she sucked on it, happy to see the expression on his face as she pleasured him. Sliding her tongue up and down his dick, squeezing his balls and then really going to town on his prick, Marina had never enjoyed a cock this much.
She lay back on the bed, her slim body naked in the moonlight streaming in from the window of his hotel room, she looked breathtaking. Jim slid down between her legs, licking her for a few moments before he took her, fucking her with abandon she hadn't known in men half his age. He pumped in and out of Marina and she used every trick in her arsenal to please him back. As Jim arched into her cunt, she moved forward to accept his mammoth cock, her pussy aching with desire as Jim fucked her. With every stroke, she wanted him more, yearned to be his.
They fucked well into the morning, the sunlight streaming in and warming both of them. He ordered Room Service and fed her as she cuddled in his arms. She didn't ever want to leave his arms, she felt safe and protected for the first time in her life.
She got up a while later, kissed him goodbye and went back to her tiny apartment. It seemed lonely now, but Jim had made no promises, no declaration of love had been made. Marina was in love, head over heels and it hurt to know she was alone again.
Jim came into the bar again that night and sat at his regular table. "Hi honey!" Jim smiled brightly as she made her way over to his table.
She looked around, saw no one was watching and planted a kiss on him. "Hi yourself. I was hoping to see you tonight. When do you have to go home?"
"In the morning" Jim responded and Marina felt her heart sink.
"Can we talk for a minute?"
"Sure." Marina said, putting on a brave face. "Suzie, cover for me for 5 minutes."
They went outside, Marina felt nauseous, knowing she was going to have to say goodbye to this wonderful, special man. At first, it didn't register what he was doing.
Jim was down on one knee, holding out a box with a large diamond ring in it. She couldn't wrap her brain around what he had just said.
"Marina, did you hear me? I asked – will you marry me?"
"Yes, yes, YES!" she screamed, throwing herself into his arms, tears streaming down her face. She was still a little queasy, but she knew it was from being overjoyed.
Jim took her inside, bought the house a drink and told everyone their good news. Marina gave her notice instantly, she went and got changed. Her fiance wrapped his protective arms around her as they left, the drove to a small chapel and one hour later, she was Mrs. James Phillips.
She had never understood women who took their husband's last name, but she did now. She was head-over-heels in love with this man, she took his last name proudly. Marina Swanson was now Marina Phillips.
If only the rest of her life had gone that smoothly, she would have been exquisitely happy. The bump in their life came when they drove up to Jim's luxurious townhouse. He had told her all about Alicia on the drive home.
"I love my little girl Marina, but Alicia is a bit spoiled. Since her mother left, I've tended to indulge her."
"It's okay darling, I'm sure we'll get along fine."
Marina was wrong about that. Jim introduced his daughter to his new wife, Alicia took one look at her new stepmother, back at her father, and ran upstairs, carrying on and screaming.
She had lived with her new husband for a month and the icy cold between her and Alicia had not yet cooled. She looked outside and saw Alicia was tanning on the chaise lounge by the pool. Marina sighed, adjusted the mauve bikini one more time and went outside.
"Hello Alicia" she said to her stepdaughter. "Lovely day, isn't it?"
She got no response from the pretty blonde, but this time she'd had enough.
