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Always Faithful - Chapter Twenty-Nine
Date: 10/25/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: BobNbobbi, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories
didn’t bother to walk Laura to her car; he closed and locked the front door. The highlight of vacation, as far as Laura was concerned, occurred on the first day as they checked in at their resort beach cottage. Greg signed them Mr. and Mrs. as Laura looked over his shoulder. He saw tears on her cheek when he turned to her with key in hand. “You are crying?” “Joy, pride, I feel overwhelming happiness that we are together; that’s what brought out the tears, no regrets, none at all.” Laura paused at the no regrets, “Yes, one regret.” “What?” “I wish I packed my wedding dress. I would wear it with you holding hands on the beach as the sun rises tomorrow morning.” “We can do that nude instead; I would really like to.” Sun, sand and sex for two weeks, they had a perfect vacation as pseudo newlyweds. Their sun, sand and sex time was interspersed with dinner, dancing and sex, or some days the schedule was sightseeing and sex. St. Maarten is known for excellent food and a cosmopolitan atmosphere. The bathing suits Laura brought along were perfectly suitable, but she replaced the baggy swim shorts Greg packed purchasing two Speedos and a men’s thong for her man. Laura mostly wore her slingshot at the resort pool; she insisted Greg wear the thong to accompany her. Laura also bought three gauzy vacation dresses for when clothing was required. As far as she was concerned, vacation time meant minimal clothing and Greg agreed. The first two days consisted of learning the small island with a ... tour guide. One day they checked out beaches, shops and restaurants on the French side, the next day the Dutch side. The guide showed them a clothing optional beach on the tip of the Dutch coast they immediately loved. He pointed out caves that could be reached by short climbs, and afforded some privacy. “Private enough for me to screw your brains out, Baby.” Greg only pretended he was listening to the guide; he squeezed Laura’s hand. After two days of introduction, Laura and Greg were ready to be alone and enjoy each other. They rose early on the third day and walked to water’s edge in darkness. Laura wore only the anklet and special clip that were gifts from her man. Otherwise, she was barefoot and nude as was Greg. They looked east over the dark water until they saw a glimmer in the sky and then a streak of red at the horizon that marked the boundary between sky and ocean. At that moment, Greg placed the ruby ring on Laura’s left hand and they kissed. A glow of light preceded the orange-yellow ball still below the horizon. They walked into the water waist deep, toward the glow. They waited for a breaker, held hands and jumped into the wave together; they fell splashing into the receding surf wrapped together. Their personal commitment service ended in laughter. Greg and Laura returned to their cottage and to their bed. Their very personal ceremony of commitment continued in bed until well into the afternoon. Only a more physical hunger than their sexual desire caused them ...