A memory flood  

KDR305 46M/46F
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1/29/2006 2:50 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

A memory flood

Browsing the internet today, I came across this picture. Actually, the whole series that this pic is part of. It brought back a recurring fantasy that I had for years.

In it, my wife and I were staying at a hotel in a room on the 3rd or 4th floor, with a balcony looking down on the courtyard below. In the courtyard were a pool and a seperate hot tub.

The fantasy always started with me looking out onto the balcony from inside our room to find my wife leaning against the railing wearing nothing but a thong and a pair of heels. Her right foot was propped on the lower cross bar of the railing, giving me a stellar view of her beautiful, firm round ass. I could just make out the swell of her full breasts on either side of her sleek ribcage.

She didn't turn around as I opened the sliding glass door and stepped onto the patio. She seemed to be distracted by something in the courtyard below. I took my place beside her at the railing and offered her one of the cold beers I'd brought out with me. She took it from me without taking her eyes off the courtyard.

"Thanks." She said, smiling and nodding in the direction of her gaze. "Check it out."

It was late at night, the only illumination in the courtyard came from the lights in the pool and hot tub and a few low-voltage landscape lights scattered here and there.

Near the hot tub I saw a man with his back to us. He was laying a folded towel on the table on the far side of the tub. He was wearing tight-fitting shorts, possibly boxer-briefs. He was muscular without being grossly overdeveloped. A swimmers body. Or a gymnast. It was when he turned back around to face the hot tub that I noticed what had garnered my bride's undivided attention.

He was sporting quite an impressive erection. The fabric of his shorts was pulled taut, clearly outlining the shape of his dick. It was riding to the side, the head nearly reaching the crease of his thigh. He sat down on the edge of the hot tub, lowering his feet and legs into the steaming water as he opened the waistband of his shorts with one hand and reached in with the other. Doing so allowed him the access he needed to reposition his member so it was now poiting straight up toward his navel, nearly poking out of the waistband when he released it with an audible snap of elastic.

He dropped quickly into the water, to just below his armpits and then popped quickly back into his seated position on the edge of the tub. His wet shorts now clung even more tightly than before and he leaned back on his left arm as he brought his right hand onto his throbbing cock and began slow, teasing strokes up and down it's length with the tips of his fingers.

I stole a glance at my wife. I could almost see the saliva flooding her mouth as she thought about servicing this guy. She took a long slow drink of Corona and slowly reached over to grasp my dick gently in her right hand. Finding it rock hard, she let out a little purr of excitement.

"He looks lonely." She said with a grin.

"That he does." I replied. "Maybe you should go down and keep him company."

That was all she needed to hear. She turned and gave me a quick kiss, stroking my cock a couple of times through my jeans and teasingly brushing her hard nipples against my bare chest.

Once she was back in the room, she threw on her terrycloth robe and headed for the door with her half empty beer bottle in hand.

It seemed like it took an eternity for her to appear in the courtyard. While she was on her way, the man at the hot tub pulled his waistband down, exposing the full length of himself and began slowly yet firmly slapping his cock against his belly. I know exactly how good that feels and concluded that not only was he mighty horny.... he was also very patient indeed. This was not a man looking for a quick late-night jerk. He was in for the long haul.

When he heard the tell-tale "click-clack" of her heels on the concrete of the hallway approaching the courtyard, he quickly covered himself and slipped back into the water. This time sitting with his arms spread over the edge of the tub, as though just relaxing for a nice hot soak.

I saw him looking her up and down as she approached and could see them exchanging niceties that I couldn't quite hear.

When she turned her back to him and dropped her robe, I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head. She slyly looked up to our balcony as she casually kicked her shoes off. I gave her a nod to let her know that he was obviously impressed and interested. She smiled and sent me an air kiss before turning to face him. He slowly took in her beautiful face, breasts and then the rest of her tight little body as she slowly lowered herself into the water across from him.

I could tell they were talking about something, but not exactly what it was. Finally, he stood up and removed his shorts before sitting back on the edge of the tub.

My lady slowly glided through the water to him and placed her hands gently against the back of his thighs before slowly, expertly taking the full length of him into her mouth and throat.

I noticed from time to time that his gaze would shift from her face to her ass and then up. At first I thought he was just throwing his head back in pleasure at the awesome blowjob he was receiving. Then I realized he wasn't closing his eyes, so I tried to follow his eyes the next time he raised his head.

Directly across the courtyard, on the same floor was another balcony just like ours. On it was a stunning brunette wearing a robe just like my wife's (apparently they were hotel robes.) The robe was open to expose her beautiful dancer's body and the fact that she had at least 2 fingers in her wet, shaved pussy as she watched the action below.

It suddenly occured to me that he wasn't lonely after all, but had been performing a little show for his own lady. It had taken an unexpected turn, but both of them seemed to be enjoying the new direction it was taking.

I tried to divide my time between watching my wife with her new friend and his gorgeous wife getting off on the whole thing. When my girl finally broke her lip-lock on his cock to retieve her beer from the side of the pool, I got more focused on her.

She downed the last half of the beer in one long drink, and sat herself down next to him, with her left leg over his right thigh. She slowly pulled the crotch of her thong aside, bearing her beautiful little bald pussy and slowly yet effortlessly slid the neck of the bottle deep inside.

As she began to slowly fuck herself with the bottle and he again took matters into his own hands .... I heard the phone ring inside the room.

I couldn't imagine who it could be, and didn't really want to answer it. Then I stole a glance across the courtyard and saw that my neighbor-lady had gone inside. She was standing at the bedside table. Holding a phone to her ear.

I rushed inside and snatched the phone from it's cradle.

"Hello?" I said breathlessly.

"Hi." Came her throaty reply. "Mind if I come over?"

I could barely speak for a couple of seconds. How had all of this happened so fast? 20 minutes before I had simply gone inside to get a couple of beers and now......

"Absolutely." I finally croaked. "Should we tell them to come up?"

"Nah." I could hear her smile. "It'll give us something to watch while we get to know one another. As long as we stay on the balcony, they'll figure it out soon enough."

You can probably imagine what the rest of this story entails, so I'll stop here for now.

Any one who'd like a detailed account of the conclusion of this fantasy need only ask. For now, I think I've rambled on enough.

KDR305 46M/46F

2/7/2006 2:24 pm

Ms. Shawn~

Yay! Somebody finally commented on this one!

I was beginning to think I was the only one who liked it!

Just kidding.... most people just don't like to read that much.

Let me know how he likes it.


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