If I’m going to be honest, my marriage hasn’t been good for quite a long time. After twenty three years and two kids, it seems we’ve hit a rough patch and we can’t seem to get out of it. The kids are gone and we seem more like roommates than husband and wife, we’re just existing together in the same house.
“You look miserable,” Stacey, my receptionist greets me as I’m walking in.
“She’s looked that way for months,” Grace, my coworker and friend adds.
Resisting the urge to roll my eyes, “thanks ladies.”
Grace follows me to get coffee, “so what’s going on with you?”
“I’m fine,” grabbing a cup and walking to my office. I realize I forgot my cream and sugar as soon as I set it down on my desk.
“No, you’re not,” she places a creamer and packet of sugar on my desk. I give her a silent thanks. Closing my door and sitting across from my desk, “we've been friends for years, don’t lie to me. I know when something’s wrong.”
I hate that she’s right, “what do you want me to say?”
“Tell me what’s going on.”
Sitting down at my desk and letting out a deep sigh, “look, I’m fine. Really.”
We sit in silence for a few minutes, “come on,” she stands back up.
“Come on where?”
“To the spa, we both could use a day of pampering.”
“It’s only nine am.”
“True, but when you own the company you can do whatever you want,” smiling.
“Alright,” grabbing my purse, “but we can’t make a habit of this.”
Opening my door, “deal.”
We were both enjoying our facial and pedicure when Grace broke the silence, “you know Patrick opened a resort in Provono.”
“Really, we haven’t seen him in years,” at one time we were all really good friends, “how do you know?”
“You haven’t seen him in years, I ran into him a few months ago,” pointing her finger at me like a child in trouble.
“Where?” I’m surprised she didn’t tell me.
Leaning back in her chair, “when I was in San Francisco for that conference,” she paused, “he was in town on business. He emailed me last week with information on his resort. We should go for a week.”
“Hmm,” I haven’t seen Patrick in twenty years. I liked him a lot when we were younger, but never did anything about it.
Grace pulled me from my thoughts, “what do you say? You could use some time away.”
She had a point, “you’re right.”
“I know I am! Now move some stuff around,” pulling her dress over her head, “cause we leave on Friday.”
“Friday, as in this Friday?!”
“Yes,” stepping into her heals and smoothing her dress, “two days from now, for a week.”
I wanted to throw my heals at her, “I can’t leave that soon. I have work and David.”
“Oh please, need I remind you that you own the company and you know as well as I do that David isn’t going to care.”
We get back to my office and get out of the car, “what time Friday?”
“Our flight leaves at nine. I’ll pick you up at seven,” we hug and go our separate ways.
I rescheduled what I could and handed the rest off to my staff. I found David sitting on the couch watching television when I got home, “Grace and I are going away for a week.”
“Alright,” was all he said.
“We leave Friday.”
Driving to the airport, “I asked him for a divorce,” Grace is my closest friend and knows about my marriage troubles.
“What did he say?”
“I know you haven’t been happy for a while and I can’t imagine he’s happy either.”
“I don’t think he’ll give me one.”
Settling into our seats, “look why don’t we just enjoy ourselves this week. Who knows maybe we can even get the cobwebs blown out of you.”
It doesn’t surprise me that she said that, “you’re terrible.”
“How long has it been since you guys had sex?”
Too long, “over a year.”
“Exactly we need to find somebody to rock your world. I plan on finding somebody to bang my brains out.”
Rolling my eyes, “let’s just enjoy the flight.” I managed to sleep for the majority of the flight. I couldn’t help but be amazed at the resort when we pulled up, it was stunning. My jaw nearly hit the ground at the man walking out, his tone body, brown hair, and blue eyes. That smile, I know that smile from somewhere.
“Patrick,” Grace greeted him with open arms.
“Ladies, I’m glad you could make it,” he looked my way, “my god Sadie you look better than ever.”
Hugging him back, he smelled wonderful, “look at you, Parvono suites you.”
He laughed, “I’ll let you ladies get settled and don’t worry about a thing, I comped your entire stay.”
“You don’t have to do that,” we said in unison.
“I insist. Dinner tonight?” Was he looking at me?
“We’d love to,” Grace elbows me and I come out of my haze and agree.
Nodding his head, “great. I’ll see you ladies at six.”
We parted ways and headed up to our rooms, they were side by side. The view was absolutely breathtaking as soon as I opened the door.
“Let’s rest and meet shortly before dinner.”
I agreed and walked further into my room. I had a king size bed and the balcony gave me a view of the water. The bathroom was equally nice, large walk in shower and soaking tub that could easily fit five. I started the shower, stripped and stepped inside, letting the hot water envelope me.
Wrapping myself in the plush robe I was provided and my hair in a towel, I unpacked some things. Pulled out my black dress and hung it in the bathroom for tonight.
I left my hair wavy and down my back, simple makeup and walked out to meet Grace before heading down.
Patrick was waiting for us, “you look amazing,” holding his arm out for me, “shall we?”
Grace walked next to me and whispered, “I think he’d be willing to help you with your cobwebs.”
Halfway through dinner Patrick was called away to deal with an issue. I looked at Grace, “you’re terrible.”
Smiling, “I see the way he looks at you,”
“I’m married,” the waiter clears our plates and sets down chocolate cake that looks devine, “we didn’t order this.”
“I know ma’am,” nodding, “Mr. Daniel order them for you. He sends his regards, an important matter come up that needs his attention.”
I was half relieved and half upset, but understood.
Grabbing my left hand, “look, you were married and had your kids before the age of twenty. You put yourself through law school and own the most successful law firm in the area. You should be proud of yourself and your husband should be too. I know he’s not. All I’m saying is to have some fun.” She has a point, as much as I hate to admit it. “Be honest, would you’ve married him if you hadn’t gotten pregnant?”
Sighing, “I don’t know,” I pushed my cake away and stood up, “I’m going back to my room,” I put a tip down and walked away.
My phone went dead during dinner so I put it on the charger, no missed calls or messages. I decided to change clothes and go to the gym. I have to say that it was impressive. After an hour on the treadmill, I felt better. Sweaty, but better. After another shower I crawled into bed and fell into restless sleep.
I woke up early, still nothing from David, I should at least let him know that we made. Then again, it’s apparent that he doesn’t care, if was that worried he would’ve called. I made a cup of coffee and walked out onto the balcony. I watched the ocean as I drank my coffee. I could get used to this view.
After a few hours I tried to call Grace but she didn’t answer, so I got dressed and went down for breakfast. I was nearly finished when she finally came down, “good morning to you too. Long night?”
“You could say that,” sipping her coffee.
She wrinkled her nose, “I’ve had better,” I raised my eyebrow at her, “he didn’t rock my world, but I’m sure somebody will.”
“I have no doubt about that,” she’s definitely not shy.
“What did you have planned today?”
“Lay on the beach or go for a hike. I hear the waterfalls are beautiful,” I may do both.
“That they are,” it was Patrick, “I’m sorry for leaving you ladies last night,” kissing our checks. “I could show you the falls, if you’d like.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, I didn’t want to pull him away from something important.
Giving me a small smile, “I think I’ll sit this one out, I have a headache.” She thinks she’s being sneaky, but I know what she’s trying.
Before I can say anything, Patrick speaks up, “I freed up the next few days,” he looks over at Grace, “I hope you feel better. I took the liberty of booking a swim with the dolphins tomorrow, hope you don’t mind.”
“That sounds wonderful,” looking from Grace to him, “we wouldn’t want to impose on you.”
“Don’t worry about. Meet in the lobby in an hour and we can take off?”
I nod and he walks away. I look over at Grace, who is smiling, “I know what you’re trying to do.”
Smiling like a Cheshire Cat, “me? I don’t know what you mean.”
“I have to go change, take care of that headache of yours.”
“Oh, I plan too,” making eyes at a guy across the room.
The receptionist said that the walk was easy, so I put on a shorts and a tank top over my bikini and headed down to meet him. He looked sexy as hell in his shorts and form fitting shirt, I could tell that he worked out. I could almost feel the wetness beginning to pool.
After walking for an hour we made it to the first waterfall, and after another hour we had made it to the third. “Wow,” was all I could say. The third one was by far the best. The water was crystal clear.
Pulling me from my thoughts, “care to take a swim with me?” pulling his shirt off. His washboard abs and that ‘v’ going down nearly made me drool. Before I knew it he was diving in, “come on, jump in.”
Stripping down, I dove in as well, the water was warm. “It is beautiful here,” looking around.
Swimming up to me, “yes it is,” never taking his eyes off me. I swam backwards until I couldn’t go any farther. Pushing a strain of hair behind my ear, “you’re so beautiful. Why did I ever let you marry David?”
Before I could speak, his lips crashed to mine. He licked my lower lip, requesting entrance, I opened my mouth and let his tongue dominate my mouth. Moaning as his hands found my breasts, squeezing them. I like it a little rough and I’m willing to bet he does too. David was unwilling to try anything new or any other position than the standard two.
Pulling away, “I’m still married to him.”
Pushing my bottoms to the side, he plunged his finger deep inside, “I know.” I could feel my orgasm building as he added a second and feverishly pumped them in and out. He withdrew them, leaving me on the edge.
“We should head back,” as much as I wanted him to finish, I know we shouldn’t.
“Agreed,” helping me out of the water, “we can finish what we started in my suite. I know a short cut.”
I couldn’t help but notice the rather large bulge that was straining against his shorts. I’d had heard that he was huge back in school. Taking my hand he led me down another trail. We made it back to the resort in record time. Stepping inside the elevator he pushed the button for his floor, and I for mine.
When it stopped on my floor, he pulled me to him and pushed the button for the doors to close, “where do you think you’re going?” He didn’t give me time to answer before his lips were on mine again, “I’m meant what I said,” squeezing my breasts over my shirt, “how long as it been since David touched this body of yours?” Unbuttoning my shorts, he slips his finger inside of me again.
His touch felt amazing, “couple years,” I moaned out. The doors opened and I realized we were on his floor. I noticed that there was only one other room, other than his.
Keeping his finger inside me, we walked into his suite, “I’m going to show you what you’ve been missing,” he pushed my shorts and bottoms down with his other hand. “Bury my face in your pussy, then ram my dick into you over and over again until you’re screaming my name. Would you like that?”
“Yes. God yes,” feeling my release building again. Leading me to the bedroom, he stripped the rest of my clothes off of me and pushed me onto the bed. He kissed his way down my body, taking time to give each breast ample attention. Spreading my legs wide, he sucked and nibbled on my clit before teasing my entrance with his tongue. I moaned as he dove in like it was his last meal. “Oh my god,” pushing his head even further in, my body writhing under him. I screamed as my orgasm hit me.
“Give me another one and feel free to scream as loud as you want, my suite is sound proof,” he sucked on each nipple as he thrusts his fingers in and out. I rocked my hips back and forth as he added a third finger. “You like it rough?”
I nodded as he picked up his pace, pounding them into me. “Yes.”
He withdrew his fingers, “turn over,” I complied and he pushed me up onto my knees. Rubbing his dick at my entrance, “I want to pound you so hard.”
He thrusts himself into me and after giving me a minute to adjust, he began pounding away. “Harder, harder,” I cried. The headboard was banging off the wall, the sound of his balls slapping off of me was the best sound I’ve heard in years. My moans turned into screams and his grunts got louder and louder. I screamed out my mind blowing orgasm.
He followed shortly after, “you feel so good.”
“I could definitely do that again,” my body covered in sweat.
He stood up next to the bed and I was able to see his massively huge dick. “So could I. Shower?”
Shaking my head and crawling towards him, “not yet,” taking him in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around his shaft, sucking as I pulled back. Bobbing my head back and forth, sucking him like a lollipop, moaning as he grabbed my hair and thrusted his hips forward to meet my mouth.
“Keep that up and I’m going to cum in your mouth,” I couldn’t help but smile as I continued and within minutes I felt him releasing himself in my mouth.
Giving his balls a light squeeze, “can you go another round?” I feel like a sex crazed teen, but it’s been three years since I’ve had any and I want to get it as much as I can. I don’t care if I have to crawl onto the plane home, I’m going to take as much as he’s willing to give.
“You keep doing that and I could go all night.”
“Good, now lay down,” I moved over and he laid down on the middle of the bed. He grabbed my left leg and swung it over his head, so that his face was in my ass. I instantly took him in my mouth again as he worked his magic with his tongue. I sucked and licked until he was rock hard, twitching in my mouth. Turning myself around, I slid down onto him, “it’s my turn to ride you.”
“Fuck,” he groaned as I picked up my pace, causing my breasts to bounce. His fingers digging into my hips, causing me to moan. As soon as he sucks on my nipple, I orgasm. Before I can recover he flips us over and puts my legs over his shoulders, “fuck,” thrust, “let,” thrust, “me,” thrust thrust, “fuck you,” thrust, “for days,” thrust, “ on end.” He picks up his pace, squeezing and pinching my nipples, groaning as he found his release again and collapsed on top of me.
“I’ve got a few more days here and there are a lot different places in here.” I could feel him coming to life inside me again as I spoke.
He rolled us over and stood up, still deep inside me, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he slammed me against the wall. “On one condition, you let me do whatever I want, whenever I want. If I want you to blow me under the table in the dining room you will. If I want to fuck you in front of everyone, I will. If I want to devour this pussy on the desk in the lobby, I will.”