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“Are you sure?” Rose asked.

“Yes. It looks really hot,” Steven answered.

Rose was holding a skimpy, shiny silver bikini they’d bought a week earlier in a fit of utter confidence. Now she wasn’t so sure she wanted to bring it on vacation.

“Won’t people stare?” she said while staring at the skimpy bottom.

“That’s kind of the point,” her husband retorted.

Rose rolled her eyes. “You always say stuff like that, like you’d enjoy it if other guys were interested in me. I think if it actually happened you wouldn’t like it at all.”

“We’ll never know if you don’t bring the bikini, will we?” Steven said as he smiled.

Rose dropped the swimsuit into her suitcase. “Challenge accepted.”

As she walked back into the closet, Steven took a moment to marvel at his wife’s body. Even in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt she was astoundingly sexy, though she didn’t seem to know it. She was fit and slender with a slight curve to her hips and a pair of small, perky breasts he still couldn’t resist staring at, despite being married to her for a decade.

He wasn’t nearly as fit as her and couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious about it. She was going to look great strutting around in any bikini she put on and he was going to look a little bit doughy and pasty in the heat of the Caribbean sun. It turns out a year of nearly non-stop work in the office isn’t a great way to stay in shape and get a tan.

They were heading to an all-inclusive resort renowned for its lax attitude towards just about everything to reward themselves for working so hard. They’d both been promoted that year and decided to spring for a two week stay in the nicest private bungalow the resort offered.

They’d even upgraded to first class for the flight. They wanted vacation to begin the moment their butts were in those comfy seats instead of suffering through a long, painful flight in coach.

That’s why Steven and Rose were holding drinks in their hands as the coach passengers filed through to their seats. The couple couldn’t help but smile a little as they quietly toasted.

“To two weeks of bliss,” Steven said before they each took a long sip of the surprisingly good champagne.

It turns out that flying with a buzz and on a stomach full of excellent food is a great way to relax, so when they stepped off the plane Steven and Rose were all smiles as they picked up their luggage and found the shuttle with the resort’s logo emblazoned on the side.

Steven was still nursing a bit of a buzz and felt giddy by the time they checked into their room. It was a spacious bungalow with separate living and sleeping areas and a plunge pool on the private deck with a breathtaking view of the ocean and the nearby islands.

“So, what now?” Rose asked after they’d tipped the bellman and unpacked their toiletries.

“Did you see that pool when we were checking in? It was gorgeous. Why don’t we put our suits on and head down there for a few tropical drinks and some sun?” Steven suggested.

Rose smiled and dug into the suitcase in search of a swimsuit. Much to Steven’s surprise, she pulled out the shiny silver bikini. He was sure it would have stayed packed up the whole trip, but she was going for it on the first day.

“I’m impressed,” he said.

Rose gave him a kiss on the lips and eagerly stripped out of the sundress she’d worn for the flight. “It’s vacation, right? Why not live boldly?”

With towels slung over their shoulders, Rose and Steven made their way to the expansive infinity pool that was the centerpiece of the resort. It faced the ocean and offered beautiful views and a bar for as many drinks as the guests could want.

“I’ll get the drinks,” Rose said after claiming a lounge chair with her towel.

Steven noticed an exaggerated sway in her hips as she walked towards the bar. Was she putting on a show for him, or for the other guys that were openly ogling her?

Rose walked with the same sway in her hips on the way back, this time with blended drinks in her hands.

“Well?” Rose asked before taking a sip of her drink.

Steven sipped from his. “It’s great,” he said.

“No, not the drink, silly. The guys. They were totally staring. You must have seen it.” There was a devilish smile on her face as she stared at her husband.

Steven had seen it. It was impossible to miss. His wife was the hottest woman at the pool and she was unquestionably wearing the sexiest bikini. Every guy stared. Even a few women stared. It wasn’t the staring that surprised him. It was his reaction. He was aroused. He couldn’t believe it, but he was aroused.

“Do you want to go back to the room?” he asked her.

“Yes,” Rose said without hesitation.

They grabbed their stuff and hastily walked back to their bungalow. As soon as the door shut behind them Steven kissed his wife with the kind of fervor he hadn’t mustered in years.

“Wow,” Rose said when they came up for air. She reached between his legs and felt his hard cock. A smile crept across her face. “You’re so excited, baby. I guess you really like this bikini…or maybe you like that all the other guys at the pool really liked this bikini.”

Steven’s eyes lit up at the suggestion and he picked up his wife and took her to the bed. He pulled off his swimsuit as she stared up at him with a look of pure, joyous lust and eagerly spread her legs as he took his place between them.

Rose pulled aside her bikini bottoms and guided Steven’s cock inside her. He moaned as the heat and wetness of her pussy engulfed his cock. “Fuck me,” she said as her legs wrapped around him. “Fuck me, baby.”

They shared eager kisses as Steven’s cock slid in and out of his wife’s pussy. It was the kind of insistent, fevered sex they hadn’t had in years. It was more than vacation sex. It was driven by their mutual arousal at Rose having captivated a crowd in her bikini. They hadn’t admitted it to each other yet, but they both knew that’s what was driving the intensely pleasurable sex they were having.

“I’m going to cum baby. Cum with me. Cum inside me,” Rose urged him.

“I will, baby. I will. I’m going to cum inside you. I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Steven groaned as he thrust hard into his wife and came. The overwhelming pleasure of his orgasm spread slowly through his body, leaving him as satisfied as he’d been in years.

“That was incredible,” Rose said between heavy breaths, confirming her experience had been as blissful as his.

“Yes it was,” Steven said as he rolled off his wife and laid next to her.

The unacknowledged truth of their experience hung in the air, but neither Rose nor Steven brought it up. He didn’t want to spoil how good the sex had been with the potentially complicated motivation behind it. He assumed she felt the same way.

“How about a dip in our private pool?” Rose suggested after a few minutes of staring at the slow-moving ceiling fan above their bed.

“That would be perfect. Naked, I assume?” Steven said.

Rose smiled. “Of course.”

The next morning they were on their private deck enjoying a breakfast of fresh fruit, scrambled eggs, and toast.

“I was thinking we’d make today all about rest and relaxation. Maybe hang out by the pool and explore the island a little bit?” Rose said between bites of remarkably sweet pineapple.

“That sounds perfect,” Steven answered as he popped a grape in his mouth.

For a few minutes, they were content to stare at the ocean and listen to the sound of the waves lapping at the sand as they enjoyed breakfast together.

“I feel so good today. Better than I have in a long time,” Rose observed.

“I think it was the sex,” Steven said, much to his surprise.

Rose studied her husband’s face. “You think so, huh?” She paused, suggestively running her fingers over the soft, olive-colored skin of her thigh. “You seemed a little more passionate than usual, if you don’t mind me saying.”

Steven smiled. “I don’t mind you saying. I can’t deny it. It’s been a while since we’ve had sex like that.”

Rose caressed her thighs again. It was the kind of thing she usually did when she was aroused and eager for a little fun. “What was that all about?” she asked in a soft, sensual voice. She was clearly getting worked up.

Steven looked down at his hands. “I…I don’t know,” he said, though it was obvious he was lying.

Rose reached out and took his hand in hers. “You don’t know, or you don’t want to say? Whatever it is, it’s okay. I love you and I can’t imagine you’d say something that would offend me.”

Steven hesitated. It was on the tip of his tongue, but he didn’t want to say it. He didn’t want to put it out in the world. He didn’t want to make it a reality.

Rose did it instead. “Was it the guys staring at me in my bikini? Was it the way I showed off for them? Did you like the idea that they were at least a little bit interested in me?”

Steven looked up. He hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Yes,” he finally admitted.

“Come with me,” Rose said as she took Steven’s hand and lead him to the bed. She kissed him softly, opening her mouth and meeting his tongue with hers. She pressed her body against his and reached between his legs to caress her husband’s already erect cock through his shorts.

“I have to confess something,” she whispered into his ear. “I liked it too.” She kissed his neck and gently bit his earlobe. “I really liked it, in fact.”

Steven’s cock throbbed at her admission. She unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down to free his cock. She wrapped her fingers around it and slowly stroked her husband as they kissed. He was already leaking precum and she expertly used it to lubricate the head of his cock. Steven moaned into her mouth.

“Do you want me to wear the silver bikini today? Do you want me to dress up for the men at the pool, to tease them? Do you want them to stare at me, baby? Do you want them fantasizing about me? Do you want someone else to fantasize about fucking me?” she asked between soft, sensual kisses against his neck.

Steven answered with an orgasm, much to his surprise. He couldn’t believe how quickly he came. He couldn’t believe how easily his wife’s dirty talk, soft kisses, and sensual stroking had made him cum. A part of him didn’t want to believe it, either.

Rose certainly didn’t seem to mind. “Wow, that was incredible!” Steven was relieved to see a big smile on her face.

“Yeah,” he said with a sheepish smile.

Rose gave him a long, slow kiss and said, “That was fun,” before slipping out of the bed. “I guess I should put my bikini on. I think today might be quite the adventure.”

Steven wasn’t entirely sure what she meant by that, but he was convinced that no matter what happened they were definitely going to have fun.

The rest of A Cuckold Vacation can be found on my Patreon page in the stories reward tier. There are five more delicious parts, and in each the couple dives deeper into the action. You’ll enjoy lots of wife watching, creampie cleanup, Rose enjoying two men at once, and much more. I promise it’s worth it!

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