Bermuda

They had decided to go down to Bermuda for their next vacation. Spending the
last couple of vacations at his parents house, had not been her idea of having
fun. So when he said that this year she could choose where they went, it didn't
take her long to blurt out "Bermuda"

He knew his wife probably had some ulterior motives for choosing to go there,
but that didn't bother him all that much. She had always had roving eyes, and
it made him proud that she would flaunt her body to other men. It made him feel
like he had a "trophy" wife.

He was sure she had an affair with that guy from down the street, but he
couldn't make a big deal of it, because he had scored with several woman at
work.

So if this was gonna be a "fun" vacation, he figured he would get his share of
new stuff too.

The hotel was situated right on the water, with a beautiful white sandy beach,
and a hotel staff that was eager to help at any turn.

They had spent the better part of the morning sunbathing and swimming, and in
the afternoon had returned to their room and had some wonderful sex together.

During the sex, he had mentioned that he seen her looking at some of the young
black men. He noted that immediately she became more active while he was
fucking her. So he knew what was on her mind.

That evening after dinner, they had gone dancing and had a little bit too much to
drink. She was giggling at every little remark he was making, and when they
danced, she was rubbing up against him quite suggestively. He had whispered
into her ear that she was gonna get it good, if she didn't watch it.

She had dug her nails into his back and replied that if he didn't, she would
find someone else who would.

That remark was all it took to set his mind to wondering if he could end up
watching her with someone else.

She had ended up dancing with several different men, but they were all
vacationers just like they were.

Then around midnight, a black man asked him if he could dance with his wife. He
looked over at her, and with a wink to the guy told him to have some fun.

One dance had turned into several, and soon the guy was with them at their
table, drinking and telling jokes. He was a local fisherman, who came to the
hotel to dance with "the pretty white wives". He was looking at his wife, as he
was telling him that, and she had a sly grin on her face.

Pretty soon, they had ended up in a booth off to one side of the dance floor,
with her sitting between them. It wasn't long before he started paying her
compliments about her looks, and how lucky her husband was to have such a
beautiful wife. He could see that the black guy was playing with her leg, as
they talked, but it seemed to turn him on. Who knows, maybe tonight might be
the night he would get to see his wife with another man..... even a black one,
at that.

She had started fidgeting when the black guy started becoming bolder with his
wandering hand. At first she had worried about her husband seeing this guy
playing with her leg. But when she caught her husband with a silly look on his
face while the black guy was parting her legs, she knew he wanted this as much
as she did.

Her husband had suggested that they go back to their room, and she gave him a
questioning look, until he said that their guest could come along too.

That evening had turned into some of the best sex that both of them had ever
had. She had been fucked by her first black man, and had even taken both of
them on at the same time.

That evening of sex, turned into two weeks of sex, with her having several
different black men, and him fucking one of the black mens wives.

It just goes to show you what fun you can have while being on vacation.

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