"Oooohhh! Look out, beautiful! I'm doing it!"
Release for all four of them had been hard and fast and urgent. There had been little experimentation with more subtle sensuality. But now that the first brash excitement of their new relationship had passed, they started to play with each other.
Dinner wasn't until one a.m. that night.
But the hors d'oeuvres were something to remember for Jake and Linda and Tom and Heather. A new phase of their friendship was sealed.
Heather and Tom were taking a well-deserved vacation in Florida.
They had changed a good deal from the rather naive couple they had been many months before. They had a sophistication, a self-confidence, that their more recent sexual experiences had given them.
They knew who they were now. They knew what they wanted from life. They lay by their hotel pool, soaking in the sun, admiring the nearly naked bodies of the other sun-worshipers.
Tom in particular could not keep his eyes off a shapely young Cuban girl in a brief red bikini. Heather watched his eyes ass her full out thrusting tits and round ass every time she stirred on her beach towel. From time to time she would rise and take a quick plunge into the pool. It was then that Tom's eyes shone brightest and the bulge in his trunks grew largest.
"Tom, you've turned into a real lech, you know that?" Heather teased him as she reached out lazily for the Tom Collins that sat on the table next to her.
"Blame yourself, baby. You're the one who helped wake me up to myself. If it hadn't been for you, I probably would never have fucked anybody but you."
"Right up until the end of our marriage… which would have been soon, if it hadn't been for me."
He reached over and damped her hand. "You're right, baby. I'm sure as hell glad I didn't lose you. You're the best wife a guy ever had."
"Thanks, darling. Now tell me, what do you think of that little beauty in red over there?"
He smiled slyly. "She's not bad."
"Not bad, oh? Then what's this?" Heather reached over and squeezed his crotch.
"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing? Someone's liable to notice!"
"What do we care? We're a long way from home. And we're on vacation."
"Yeah… I guess you're right. But try to be a little cooler, eh, baby?"
Heather pouted. She was in the mood for some adventure. She hoped Tom wasn't going to be an old stick-in-the-mud.
"What should we do tonight, Tom? Let's make it something exciting, okay? I think I'm ready for a little titillation."
"Okay, baby. Tell you what… you pick it. Your wish is my command."