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- Mar 9, 2016
Sara Sweet sighed as she laid there, relaxing, enjoying the tropical weather. Sweet was her stage name in the business, given to her by her agent when she was younger. She practically grew up at Disney studios as a child star. As she grew into her teen years, she got some movie small parts and back-upped on some songs for other artists. In her late teens, she broke away from Disney to get a more grown up image, did her first solo country album which went to number one, did some guest appearances on sitcoms and got a couple supporting actress roles in movies. But as she got older, she was not able to push away her goody goody image, that casting directors had her magnetized to. So while she did quite well, she couldn't break the view people had of her, to have a better chance to get bigger roles.
The vacation was exactly what she needed from all her work on her new album, the tour, her side roles in two movies, and mental strain over her and her husbands inability to get pregnant after over two years of trying. She laid out by the pool by herself, having left her husband in their bungalow, which was within eye sight of the pool, along with 3 other bungalows in an enclosed area of natural foliage. It left those staying in the area with the feeling of privacy, the resort also known among many famous people for its privacy and the ability to feel free to let loose and have fun. It was a clothing optional in private areas as well. This fact was a total surprise to Sara when she checked in with her husband; the reservations, her flight were all chosen by her agent for her. Sara loved not having to plan anything and trusted her agent to choose something she would like. Slightly taken back when she found out it was clothing optional in private areas, knew it was her agents way of trying to push her to open up more. After all, her agent had been trying to push her, to do and say things. In an effort to open more daring roles, paying a lot more money then her goody, goody roles, which were the only ones she got offered.
Sara was in a two piece pink bikini, it was modest but still showed her lovely figure. She was sipping on her second martini in a short period of time, and not being a drinker, she found herself tipsy rather quickly. While she took in the warm sun on her light skin, she reapplied lotion after each dip she took into the pool to cool off. Upon getting out of the pool, she dried off before reapplying more lotion to her body, then laying back down on her comfy lounge chair. Sara really enjoyed the feeling of being by herself in this tropical setting, she thought if there were no other bungalows she might take her bikini off. But ruled such things out with three others besides the one containing her husband. Though the idea of someone else seeing her naked raised her breathing, she knew she couldn't risk such a thing. Being tipsy, she giggled to herself, thinking her agent would want her to do it and not worry about it. She shook her head, took another couple sips of her drink and picked her book back up. She was deep into one of her romance novels, though the particular one she read was more of a sex novel.
Between the second drink she almost finished, the novel she read and the tropical sheltered area she enjoyed, she found herself turned on. Her small hard nipples poked up against the thin material of her bikini top, she was even a little wet. She tried to control her breathing, but knew it was her new pills. They had been making her more insatiable for her husband, who loved the new Sara who even initiated sex for the first time with him. Even more fuel to her fire was her closeness to her most fertile time of the month, and she knew it. The dates she gave her agent to set up this vacation at the resort directly coincided with her most fertile time of the month. After all the tests, plus other things her and her husband did in an effort to try and get pregnant, she wanted to have the best chance to have him give her his baby while on the vacation. The fertility pills she was on, had her so horny, but even more so, the closer she got to her most fertile days. The couple had been trying for months while she took the pills, they both hoped the get away on vacation would be just what they needed for her husband to fill her with a child.
Sara felt so good and relaxed, with a real feeling of privacy, she felt more at easy to do what she liked. So she started one of her play lists she rarely played at all in public places. She wouldn't want anyone she wasn't close with to know, but she had a thing for an up and coming rapper. She thought he was hot, even with his lyrics of things he did or wanted to do to women. She didn't even know why she had the hots for the guy, but she couldn't help how she felt. So when she was alone, she liked to watch his videos or listen to his albums. Sara was so into the music, even doing the words to the rap out loud. Every so often she lifted up her glass to sip on her dwindling drink. She kept reading her cheesy sex novel, imagining she was the lady in the story and since his rap was playing in her ears, her wrapper became her imaginary fuck in the story she read. She imagined him ravaging her body for his pleasure and she enjoyed it. She was so into what she thought and read, that she stopped looking out to see if anyone came out of any of the other bungalows.
The vacation was exactly what she needed from all her work on her new album, the tour, her side roles in two movies, and mental strain over her and her husbands inability to get pregnant after over two years of trying. She laid out by the pool by herself, having left her husband in their bungalow, which was within eye sight of the pool, along with 3 other bungalows in an enclosed area of natural foliage. It left those staying in the area with the feeling of privacy, the resort also known among many famous people for its privacy and the ability to feel free to let loose and have fun. It was a clothing optional in private areas as well. This fact was a total surprise to Sara when she checked in with her husband; the reservations, her flight were all chosen by her agent for her. Sara loved not having to plan anything and trusted her agent to choose something she would like. Slightly taken back when she found out it was clothing optional in private areas, knew it was her agents way of trying to push her to open up more. After all, her agent had been trying to push her, to do and say things. In an effort to open more daring roles, paying a lot more money then her goody, goody roles, which were the only ones she got offered.
Sara was in a two piece pink bikini, it was modest but still showed her lovely figure. She was sipping on her second martini in a short period of time, and not being a drinker, she found herself tipsy rather quickly. While she took in the warm sun on her light skin, she reapplied lotion after each dip she took into the pool to cool off. Upon getting out of the pool, she dried off before reapplying more lotion to her body, then laying back down on her comfy lounge chair. Sara really enjoyed the feeling of being by herself in this tropical setting, she thought if there were no other bungalows she might take her bikini off. But ruled such things out with three others besides the one containing her husband. Though the idea of someone else seeing her naked raised her breathing, she knew she couldn't risk such a thing. Being tipsy, she giggled to herself, thinking her agent would want her to do it and not worry about it. She shook her head, took another couple sips of her drink and picked her book back up. She was deep into one of her romance novels, though the particular one she read was more of a sex novel.
Between the second drink she almost finished, the novel she read and the tropical sheltered area she enjoyed, she found herself turned on. Her small hard nipples poked up against the thin material of her bikini top, she was even a little wet. She tried to control her breathing, but knew it was her new pills. They had been making her more insatiable for her husband, who loved the new Sara who even initiated sex for the first time with him. Even more fuel to her fire was her closeness to her most fertile time of the month, and she knew it. The dates she gave her agent to set up this vacation at the resort directly coincided with her most fertile time of the month. After all the tests, plus other things her and her husband did in an effort to try and get pregnant, she wanted to have the best chance to have him give her his baby while on the vacation. The fertility pills she was on, had her so horny, but even more so, the closer she got to her most fertile days. The couple had been trying for months while she took the pills, they both hoped the get away on vacation would be just what they needed for her husband to fill her with a child.
Sara felt so good and relaxed, with a real feeling of privacy, she felt more at easy to do what she liked. So she started one of her play lists she rarely played at all in public places. She wouldn't want anyone she wasn't close with to know, but she had a thing for an up and coming rapper. She thought he was hot, even with his lyrics of things he did or wanted to do to women. She didn't even know why she had the hots for the guy, but she couldn't help how she felt. So when she was alone, she liked to watch his videos or listen to his albums. Sara was so into the music, even doing the words to the rap out loud. Every so often she lifted up her glass to sip on her dwindling drink. She kept reading her cheesy sex novel, imagining she was the lady in the story and since his rap was playing in her ears, her wrapper became her imaginary fuck in the story she read. She imagined him ravaging her body for his pleasure and she enjoyed it. She was so into what she thought and read, that she stopped looking out to see if anyone came out of any of the other bungalows.