- Joined
- Apr 23, 2018
Married life didn't seem to agree with Valerie, the sex portion of it anyway. Yeah, she decided she could deal with being left alone for long periods of time while her husband flew or drove off to attend one of his never ending business meetings---such is the penalty of married life in the 21st century.
She almost wished he'd stay away longer......
One might think that after such prolonged absences sex would be great, but that wasn't the case.....her husband was a graduate of the 'slam-bam, thank you m'am' school of intercourse. He'd always mount her in the missionary position, usually with little or no foreplay, cum after a few thrusts, climb off of her and quickly fall asleep.
Valerie began to wonder if it was her. Was her husband no longer attracted to her? shit, hope not....they only been married for 5 years. Not exactly newlyweds, but certainly fresh enough to keep each other's sexual interest going, she'd hope.
At 30, she was a beauty. Brunette, a magnificent set of 36D tits, a round perky firm ass and slender with the proverbial 'legs that went up to her ears'.
It was after one of those less than memorable nights that the frustrated Valerie decided to see if she could get fulfilled elsewhere.
She went on Google and found what looked like an almost unbelievable deal.....a tropical private island in the Caribbean. The pictures showed wihite crystal beaches, palm trees that went on forever, small intimate lodgings that looked like huts on the outside but inside had all the luxuries of home and more.....the prices were very affordable......
Bit like anything that looked too good to be true, there were catches.....there were plenty of male staff but only female clients were invited, no men.
Women upon arrival had to wear either no panties or crotchless and NO bras. If that wasn't strange sounding itself, there was a agreement to be signed as well.....women would have to agree to be fucked anywhere and anytime in any position or situation, anal or vaginal.
Valerie read and re read the agreement and couldn't believe her eyes.....basically women would agree to be little more than fuck toys!
But the unusually cheap price for planefare and lodging, not to mention all meals and drinks were free was too much to ignore.
Well fuck.....so she'd get some sex and great food, nothing wrong with that, was there?
Valerie took out the money needed, left a note to her husband saying she was going to spend a week with a sick friend, bought a ticket and the next thing she knew she was flying away.
Now she was standing on the patio of the hut, overlooking the beach dressed in a see through gown with crotchless panties and no bra.....
She almost wished he'd stay away longer......
One might think that after such prolonged absences sex would be great, but that wasn't the case.....her husband was a graduate of the 'slam-bam, thank you m'am' school of intercourse. He'd always mount her in the missionary position, usually with little or no foreplay, cum after a few thrusts, climb off of her and quickly fall asleep.
Valerie began to wonder if it was her. Was her husband no longer attracted to her? shit, hope not....they only been married for 5 years. Not exactly newlyweds, but certainly fresh enough to keep each other's sexual interest going, she'd hope.
At 30, she was a beauty. Brunette, a magnificent set of 36D tits, a round perky firm ass and slender with the proverbial 'legs that went up to her ears'.
It was after one of those less than memorable nights that the frustrated Valerie decided to see if she could get fulfilled elsewhere.
She went on Google and found what looked like an almost unbelievable deal.....a tropical private island in the Caribbean. The pictures showed wihite crystal beaches, palm trees that went on forever, small intimate lodgings that looked like huts on the outside but inside had all the luxuries of home and more.....the prices were very affordable......
Bit like anything that looked too good to be true, there were catches.....there were plenty of male staff but only female clients were invited, no men.
Women upon arrival had to wear either no panties or crotchless and NO bras. If that wasn't strange sounding itself, there was a agreement to be signed as well.....women would have to agree to be fucked anywhere and anytime in any position or situation, anal or vaginal.
Valerie read and re read the agreement and couldn't believe her eyes.....basically women would agree to be little more than fuck toys!
But the unusually cheap price for planefare and lodging, not to mention all meals and drinks were free was too much to ignore.
Well fuck.....so she'd get some sex and great food, nothing wrong with that, was there?
Valerie took out the money needed, left a note to her husband saying she was going to spend a week with a sick friend, bought a ticket and the next thing she knew she was flying away.
Now she was standing on the patio of the hut, overlooking the beach dressed in a see through gown with crotchless panties and no bra.....