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camera and take off cover up A trip to Tahoe It
was a perfect day for our trip. Warm and sunny, one of those lazy summer mornings. I was letting
the last of my small worries slide away as we listened to the steady diesel purr of our truck. Sure
our six year old will talk Gramma out of to many cookies and the teen-agers will live on Pizza and
microwave, but they were good kids and this was a treat for them too. As I enjoy the feel of my
husband's hand on my thigh, I think of how much fun he will have this weekend. He is smiling and
driving unaware of my stare. I know he spent longer packing my cloths for me and his camera
equipment than he did on his cloths. I am reasonably sure that I will be able to find something to
wear that is not to over the top. The concept of letting him pack for me was a little hard to take
but I did lose that bet fair and square. If the outfit he had me wear is just a sample I was going
to spend most of the weekend with very little on. mom gave me quite a look when we dropped off our
youngest. With this short skirt and tight tank top I feel like a teenager again. Just pondering the
possibilities is making me squirm just a touch in my seat. I will have to be careful not to let on
that I am getting as much out of this little game of Wilkie's as he is or he will be unbearable for
a month. The thought of wearing a skirt this short and no pantyhose is actually a little exciting.
Ahhh the hotel. Wilkie will want me to get out with him and check in. I will have to be careful
sliding out of the truck. At the desk something catches my eye hmmm. That guy is giving me the once
over. I haven't been checked out like this in ages. There stands my husband totally oblivious of my
embarrassment. I can see him scan from my pony tail, down my shoulders, to my pale pink tank top
through which my nipples are way to prominent for a married lady, down to my hips and flowered silk
skirt, to my legs, thankfully the spa and hours of hard work have kept my butt and legs in good
shape, all the way to my high heels. I feel almost naked wearing heels with no hose. He is pleasant
looking 30ish black hair, minor spare tire and a quick smile. I smile back and complete the
registration form. I wonder if that cute guy is trying to guess if I am wearing panties. I will
admit to swishing just a little as we walk to our room. The room Wilkie reserved is very nice and I
give him a big kiss and thank him for the nice weekend we are going to share. he flops on the bed
and turns on the game as I bustle about unpacking and putting away the bathroom stuff. As I survey
the cloths my husband has selected for me I smile inside. He has balanced the job very well.
Included in the miniskirts and leather tops are a few very nice cocktail dresses and along with the
lingerie is some reasonable underwear. With the string Bikinis are a couple of nice one pieces to
wear. I love him for his consideration. Even though he knew I would pay off on this bet he still
gave me choices I could be comfortable with. As I close the drapes to the small patio to change I
notice that the nice young man is settling in to the room opposite ours. I smile and wave and he
returns my wave as I close the drapes of the sliding glass door. Running across the room I jump on
Wilkie full force and slip my hand up his shirt and tweak his nipple. "Aww Geeze Sunnie I was
watching the game!" " Well tell me what you want to do know or I will hurt you big boy." as I roll
his nipple. " hmmm well lets go swimming." he exclaims with a sheepish grin. "OK I will change.
Last one to the pool is a rotten egg." I say as I jump up and run to the bathroom. As I emerge from
changing I realize he is already gone. Ahhh crap he was wearing shorts already. I grab a towel and
head for the pool. As I enter the pool gate I see my husband parked on a lounge grinning as usual
when he knows he got me. I saunter over to him as he cocks his camera and take off my cover-up far
enough away for him to get a picture. The look on his face is pleasing. I couldn't quite talk
myself into the bikini but I hadn't worn one of my Gramma suits, as my husband called, them either.
I was wearing a black tank suit hi cut in the legs and low backed with multi colored webbing down
the sides. Just a little daring. Wilkie and I jumped in and did a few laps then headed for the hot
tub. Relaxing in the hot water in my husband's arms was very cozy. Slowly the others in the tub
left leaving smittie and I alone. Wilkie slid around to where his camera was sitting and shot a few
frames. He looked at me and slyly grinned. "Lower your top." he said. "WILKIE " I whispered
urgently. "Come on sweetie no one is looking" he replied. "Well ok" I said. I slid my straps down
with my breasts below water and smiled. " Higher" pleaded Wilkie. I raised enough for my breasts to
come up. Click, Click, as I posed. looking over my husband's shoulder I noticed the pleasant
stranger in the shallow end openly staring at me. For a second my brain froze with terror. I
realized that the growing warmth in my tummy wasn't all from my show for my hubby but also from
being seen by a total stranger. I pulled my gaze back to my husband and pressed my breasts with my
inner arms knowing full well I was being watched. I smiled for the camera, with my mouth getting
dry and my nipples crinkling so tight they actually ached. "Wow." exclaimed my husband. Bringing me
back to my senses. I flipped up my straps and slid around the tub to embrace him. "Time to shower
honey we have a dinner reservation." I said. "OK." he said with very little enthusiasm. We hopped
out and headed for our room. After our showers I dressed in a leather top and a tight black mini
with black thitop hose and black ankle strap pumps. Getting many a second look and a few squeezes
from Wilkie. I did wear thong panties. I just couldn't bring myself to go naked under that short of
a skirt. We had a long and pleasant dinner. Over desert I asked Wilkie the 2 dollar question. " So
dear, what little surprise have you cooked up for me this time?" "Well" a pause "I kinda thought we
could play a game. hehehe." he replied. "Ohhh and what might that be dear?" I asked with half a
smile. " I am going to sit here for a minute and you can slip into the Bar and get some guy to buy
you a drink." he said tentatively. " You won't leave me there will you?" I asked. " Naw I will come
and pick you up as soon as I can't take it anymore." he said. " Well how much do you think I am
going to do with a perfect stranger?" I asked.
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" Just flirt a little and maybe Dance, and then I
will be your stud and pick you up ok?" he asked with a tone of excitement showing through. " OK but
don't take to long or I will just leave." I chided. I stood and gave him a quick kiss and headed
for the Hotel Lounge. I felt a mixture of fear and anxiety mixed with anticipation and a wild case
of the hornies. AS I entered the Bar I stood for a sec to adjust to the lighting level. I walked to
the Bar and ordered a tonic with a twist. Before I could even get my wallet out I heard a man
say."Allow me." "Thankyou." was my reply as I spun to see who was nice enough to buy me a drink. My
heart leapt to my mouth. It was our handsome stranger. " Hello, my name is Ben. " he said offering
me his hand. "Hi, Sunnie." I replied. He sat down next to me after taking a look at my outfit. I
could almost feel his eyes traveling over my cleavage that was so prominent in this lace up leather
top. Down to the hint of lace stocking top at my hem. Finally to my ankle strap heels that make my
legs look so long. " I always appreciate a lady with........ well turned ankles." he quipped.
Blushing a little to deeply I replied "thankyou." We did a short set of polite small talk and I
noticed Wilkie slip into the Bar. I looked directly at Ben and said "Ben, I am going to be very
direct with you, and completely honest." patting his hand. He looked at me in wonder and said " go
for it Babe." " Ben I don't fool around. I am just playing a game with my husband and you are being
a good sport by playing along but I can't let you think we are going any further than maybe a nice
Dance." I blurted out. He looked at me again and swished his ice a bit then he leaned closer and
said " Hmmm it is the least I can do for the show you put on for me today at the pool." I blushed
to my roots but my nipples also sent little lightening bolts down to my pussy and made me a little
dizzy with passion. " Well at least you should get a good slow dance." "I can't dance for beans."
he said meekly I chuckled and grabbed his hand and led him to the floor as the strains of a Gloria
Estaphan tune threaded it's way through the air. We did a slow close shuffle, close enough for him
to smell my perfume and me to feel his reaction to it. Not a word was said. As the Dance ended I
realized his hand was firmly grasping my butt. We walked over to the Bar and Wilkie walked up and
said "Hey buddy mind if I cut in?" " It's ok by me if the lady doesn't mind." Ben replied Gallantly
Wilkie and I danced for at least an hour. my skirt creeped up higher than I cared to admit and
Wilkie copped a few feels in sight of the other Bar patrons but our handsome Stranger was gone. "I
have plans for you. Let's go." said my husband. On the way to the room Wilkie was all hands. We
kissed in the hall and got very bold in the elevator. He slid my skirt up and stuffed his hand in
my panties as he held me against the wall of the elevator. I stood there on the brink of Orgasm
praying the door wouldn't open and secretly hoping it would. As we got to the room I pushed Wilkie
out to the middle and dropped to my knees. I looked up at him as I worked his belt loose. When his
cock popped out I could see a little spot of moisture on the tip. He looked down at me and said "
no hands" I gazed up at him and put my hands behind my back. He grasped his cock with his hand and
my hair with the other and slowly rubbed the tip of it over my relaxing lips. He roughly rolled my
head back and stuffed his dick into my mouth until he felt it bump the back of my throat. I willed
my throat to relax even more and flattened my tongue. He slowly began sliding my head back and
forth with his hand wrapped in my hair. With every stroke it impaled my throat a little deeper
until I could feel my nose buried in his course pubs and his balls gently slap my chin. He stopped
abruptly and stood me up by my hair. Reaching to my waist he whisked off my top. He stood for a
moment and slowly caressed my tits with his palm and his eyes. Then he turned me around and pushed
me to the bed. I landed in a submissive pose with my elbows on the bed and my knees spread wide.
Wilkie stepped up behind me and reached under my skirt and ripped off my flimsy thong. He pushed
firmly on my lower back to get my ass at the angle he wanted and entered me with one quick thrust.
The force of the penetration sent my first orgasm thundering through my body. Wilkie reached over
me and stuffed my wet panties in to my mouth and held them there as he fucked me with long full
strokes. As my next Orgasm was building, small little warnings kept running through my head and
then I realized what was troubling me. The drapes were still open and the foyer light was on. If
our handsome stranger, Ben, was in his room he was seeing me get the fucking of my life. I felt
totally wanton and passed the brink of orgasm watching the drapes of the dark room rustle ever so
slightly. Wilkie pulled out and placed the tip of his Iron hard cock at my tiny asshole. I knew it
was useless to resist at this point and focused on the window across the breezeway. He reached
forward and wrapped his hand in my hair and slowly leaned all his weight against my sphincter. It
popped in and slid to the base. I let out a tiny gasp and clutched the blanket in my hands. Ever so
slowly my husband slid his cock in and out of my loosening ass. I moaned and he reached around and
placed his hand over my mouth firmly holding my panties in place. I could feel his approaching
Orgasm and found myself thinking of how nasty this must look to Ben. My eyes went half shut and
began to flutter as my third Orgasm began to build. Wilkie pulled out and shot a geyser of hot cum
all over my ass and back and I quacked with a very intense release. I came so hard that I found it
difficult to remember to breathe. We collapsed on the bed and passed out for several minutes. I
awoke wrapped in my lovers arms. Rising I walked to the sliding glass door and stood there wearing
only heels and stockings with a gold necklace, and enjoying the late evening breeze. I gazed across
the breeze way toward my imaginary lover. Then with a small wave good night I closed the drapes. "
Last one in the shower is a rotten egg." I yelled as a sprinted for the bathroom. " Hey no fair you
got a head start." yelled Wilkie in response as he jumped off the bed.
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