Katie and I did plenty of relaxing around the pool area over the next several days as our fun-in-the-sun Mexico vacation continued. We also took part in a variety of activities that included some boating, jet skiing, parasailing and so on.

I found it entertaining to watch all the heads swivel in our direction when we walked though the resort area or along the beach. Katie’s beautiful curves and prominent boobs were accentuated by her varying choices of tiny, colorful bikinis. She wore a confident smile and appeared to be aware of the mild stir she was creating.

It seemed that it was mostly couples that hung around the pool, as well as a few pairings of lovely ladies. We enjoyed lots of friendly and light hearted conversation with a variety of nice people as we passed the time.

We meshed especially well with one couple from Wisconsin and shared all sorts of entertaining and humorous stories between the four of us. I’ll call them George and Gracie, and they were thirty-somethings, similar to our age. Gracie, although wearing a tiny, thong bikini very nicely, was a bit of a prude and chose not to drop her top like Katie always did.

There was no pressure to do so, and she was a fun loving and humorous person we both quite liked. We noticed George preferred to sit rather close even though his hearing seemed fine. He was clearly enamored with Katie’s very firm and lovely D-sized bare breasts. He wasn’t the only one, and it’s free to look. Katie didn’t mind the added attention at all, and it seemed her pink nipples poked up stiffly the whole time we were around the pool.

I noticed a few times when Katie rolled to her side to better speak with George or me that she’d drape a hand over her breasts. Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t because she was shy. She would discretely fondle her hard nipples, and likely she hoped others were watching.

Some nights Katie and I would head into the city for a dinner out and a change of scenery. Other nights we’d stay on-site and have our meal at one of the several restaurants the resort offered. On the second last day of George and Gracie’s vacation, Gracie got into the adult beverages with gusto poolside, and she was noticeably tipsy when they left to shower up in preparation for dinner.

We had made plans for the four of us to share a table that evening and continue the fun. Bless her heart, Gracie accompanied her husband to the resort restaurant we’d booked for dinner. However, between the extra drinks and all the sun from the day, she soon started to feel uncomfortable. Wisely, she asked George to take her back to their room to sleep it off.

As he was helping her from the table, George politely asked if we would mind if he returned, explaining he needed to have dinner and Gracie wouldn’t be much in the way of congeniality tonight anyway. We happily agreed and the three of us hung out, enjoying a nice meal with lots of laughs.

We watched and thoroughly appreciated the highly talented and entertaining stage show, and soon it was getting late, time to head to our room.

George commented, “Gracie is probably still dead to the world. Is it too late for me to join you for a night cap?”

“That’d be nice.” Katie answered for us with a polite, pretty smile. I wondered if they’d played a little game of footsy under the table.

We chatted as we sauntered along the winding, grass-lined stone path toward our bungalow. Each of the plush units at this resort came with a well stocked bar, so we had a wide variety to choose from. Soon, with a cold beverage in hand we’d all settled into comfy chairs on the charming ocean view terrace off the front of our room.

The warm, tropical night time air felt so soothing, and we could hear the crickets and smell the flowering bougainvillea bushes. The subtle thumping of the irrepressible ocean surf reverberated faintly in the distance.

We joked around and had some laughs, and I mentioned it was a shame Gracie wasn’t here, as we thoroughly enjoyed her company too.

George agreed, then said, “Hey, I hope I’m not being rude and crashing your party. I can go if you guys want some quiet time.”

I glanced at Katie, and she seemed comfortable, so I said, “No, this is fine,” then added with a laugh, “besides, you seem less fucked up than most of our friends.”

It appeared we were all quite relaxed, and I know my hotwife Katie well. It was clear to me that she was becoming very turned on. I suggestively mentioned, “I noticed Gracie wasn’t into going topless at the pool. She’s got no reason to be so shy judging by the way she fills out her bikini.”

“Yeah, that’s Gracie,” replied George, “but Katie certainly doesn’t hold back.”

“I saw you looking my way a few times,” Katie said with a smile, “I didn’t mind.”

“Sorry,” George responded, “I didn’t mean to be so obvious. It’s just that you’re very… attractive.”

“Jeez George,” I said with another laugh, “sounds like you’ve got a hankering for some of my wife’s personal attention.”

He got this look of embarrassment and if it had been less dark outside I thought we might have caught him blushing. Katie seized the moment and said, “Okay.”

George looked at Katie incredulously and exclaimed, “What?”

Katie generously stated, “Sure. I’ve been told I’m pretty good at giving oral sex, and I really enjoy it.”

“Are you… serious?” he questioned.

“Your call,” Katie suggested, “but we should go inside where it’s private and more comfortable.”

He had a bewildered look as he tried to fathom the two-fold good fortune of running into a receptive, willing wife; and also an understanding husband.

“I’d love to, I guess,” he said, “but I’m confused…”

“Come on,” Katie instructed as she pulled him by the hand into our cozy living room, “you’ve been staring at my tits all week. I’d really like it if you’d give them some nice squeezes. Then, I know my husband would love to watch me get on my knees and suck your cock.”

She pulled her tight fitting top off over her head to reveal her breasts, then laughed politely as she needed to push up George’s lower jaw and force his gaping mouth closed. She grabbed his hands and placed them on her firm and noticeably tanned boobs. He gave them a thorough yet gentle massage. His eyes were glued to her stiff nipples as he gently explored them with his fingers and thumbs.

“Suck ‘em,” Katie instructed, and pushed his head in so he could give each of her pretty tits some oral attention.

I placed a throw cushion onto the glossy marble floor near Katie before I settled on the sofa. Then with beverage in hand, sat back to await her performance.

She pressed into him and wiggled her tits against his shirt as she loosened his pants and started to push them down. She sexily slid his pants and boxers slowly over his thighs, then dropped them to his ankles. He was nearly erect already, and Katie wrapped a hand around his dick and stroked it slowly.

She seductively lowered herself until her knees were on the pillow. Then she quickly glanced my way and expressed the cutest smile as the corners of her full lips turned upward. Every time I’ve seen her in this position for me or any guy, she gets that same pleased look, and I take it to mean, I get to suck another cock!

She leaned forward and gave the head of his dick a big, wet kiss. George was wide-eyed and stood stiff as a board. He glanced at me briefly and muttered, “Holy fuck.”

I raised my glass, nodded and smiled back at him, then watched as Katie stroked his shaft with her right hand and massaged his balls with her left. She pushed his dick up against his tummy, then leaned in to lick his sack. She gently slurped each nut into her mouth for an oral massage. Next she licked her way up his shaft, flicked her tongue around the head, then smiled and drew his dick into her mouth. She started to move her head back and forth, the beginnings of a talented blow job on his proportionately sized erection.

“Oh fuck, that feels good,” George managed to mumble.

Katie paused, smiled up at him and said, “Mmm, nice cock. You want some more?

“Please,” he whispered.

“Okay, here we go,” she said, and took his dick back into her mouth. Then she moved her hands onto his hips, and I just smiled and sipped my beverage. I knew what kind of sensations he was about to feel. She already had about half the length of his dick inside her mouth, then she pulled his hips toward her and slowly his entire hard cock disappeared as she pushed it down her throat until her nose pressed tightly against his pelvic bone.

“Holy shit, that’s amazing!” he exclaimed.

She just held him there, and I knew she was now expanding and contracting her throat muscles, massaging his cock head with her spectacular skills. She pushed on his hips to release his dick so she could catch her breath. She always makes this champagne cork popping sound when a dick pops out of her throat.

She smiled quickly my way just to make sure I was watching. She was in her happy place and I wouldn’t think of missing a moment.

Then she looked up at George and asked, “You like that?”

“Oh my God!” he blurted out.

“Good,” she said, then brought him back into her mouth, then slowly as deep as he’d go. Next, she just paused in that fully inserted position and I knew she was giving the head of his dick another massage.

She pulled back with her pop sound and took a breath, grinned up at him and said, “Now I’m gonna fuck you with my throat.”

She slowly took him all the way in again. She held his hips tightly and steadily stroked her head several inches back and forth as she used her mouth and throat like a pussy to fuck his stiff dick.

She’d have to pause every minute or so for a quick breath, then take him all the way into her throat again. After only a few rounds of this exquisite pleasure and lots of groaning, George shouted, “I gotta come!”

Katie’s throat released its grip on his dick with her familiar pop. She opened wide and vigorously jerked him off until he grunted and shot a load of cum into her waiting mouth.

“Oh, wow!” George moaned.

“Katie, you are absolutely incredible,” I complimented.

She squeezed the last few drops of cum from George’s slowly relaxing dick onto her tongue, then tipped her head back to show us her mouthful. She closed her lips and gave us a nice smile for several seconds. I knew she was actually savoring the juice load, swishing it around on her tongue and playing with it. Finally, she swallowed with a gentle gulp, opened wide to show us it was all gone, and went, “Aah.”

She leaned back in to give his softening dick a few nice, long sucks, then pulled herself up his body, smiled as she looked into George’s eyes and said, “Thank you.” Then she shuddered and enjoyed an orgasm of her own.

His hands automatically reached out and grasped her breasts again, and he was visibly shaking as he said, “Wow, Katie. That was head and shoulders the absolute best blow job anyone has ever given me. Thank you!”

“My pleasure,” she replied with a grin, then excused herself and went to wash up in the powder room.

“You are one lucky guy Jack,” George stated as he fumbled to pull his pants up over his still quaking knees.

“Yeah, I know it, I’ve heard that before,” I responded, as Katie returned to sit next to me. She happily sipped her tropical drink and quietly toyed with her nipples.

George looked a little puzzled and asked, “You guys do this type of thing a lot?”

I couldn’t say anything about her private sex club. That was confidential and guarded with full discretion by the club members, but there was a bit of information I could share.

“I can say Katie and I have had a threesome or two, and a couple of times I’ve just sat back, like tonight, and watched her suck another cock. I think she likes it.”

“She’s fucking magnificent,” George commented, then looked at my still bare-breasted wife and repeated, “Katie, I mean it. You’re truly incredible.”

Then I noticed a look of concern appear on his face as he asked, “Uh, this is our little secret, right?”

“Absolutely,” I replied, “unless you and Gracie have a relationship like ours where activities like this get shared, then what happened here stays right here.”

“Yeah, I won’t be telling her about this,” George stated.

“Then neither will we. Done and done,” I confirmed on behalf of Katie and myself.

“Thanks,” he replied, then smiled broadly and said, “Okay, it’s late, I better get going. But I’m gonna remember this night for a long, long time.”

“Probably see you around the pool tomorrow,” I said as he headed out the door.

I looked at Katie, sitting there with a satisfied grin on her face and commented, “It looked like you were enjoying yourself.”

“Oh yeah,” she whispered, then shuddered for a moment. “You’ve heard me say more than once how much I love to…”

Then she got this wanton, horny smile, looked into my eyes and exclaimed, “Next!”

She pushed me back onto the sofa, nearly ripped off my pants, and dove onto my dick like she was a starving shark and it was the last morsel of food in the ocean. Thankfully she never bites, but she sucked and licked and stroked and did everything for me that she had just done for George.

I knew what to expect so I lasted a little longer, but not much, and soon with a loud, “Okay, here I come!” pumped a load of hot juice deep into her mouth.

She didn’t release my cock until she could tell I was completely finished my orgasm. Then she lifted her head with that devilish little smile, swished my cum around in her mouth, swallowed and came with an extremely intense, shuddering orgasm of her own.

“Fuck I love that!” she shouted, then leaned in and gave my relaxing dick a nice, lengthy thank you suck.

“You better be ready to fuck me hard in the morning! I am so fucking horny right now!” she exclaimed.

Her sexuality had just kicked back into over-drive, and this was an element of her personality I usually only saw when she was in the sex club orgy situation. Clearly she was missing her regular cock-fest sessions.

“Let’s get some rest,” I suggested, then assured her, “I’ll eat your pussy and give you a good round of fucking in the morning.”

As anticipated, the morning started out with an intense sex session for Katie and me. I love to go down on her, and today she was so wet and orgasmic I thought she was trying to drown me. We enjoyed an extended fuck in a variety of positions.

When she could tell I was getting close she pulled away and pushed me onto my back. She sucked my throbbing, pussy juice soaked cock deep into her throat. She massaged the head with her awesome muscle control to take me right to the edge. At just the right moment she released me with her familiar pop sound, took a breath, clamped her lips onto my cock head and stroked the thick, glistening shaft urgently.

“Aw fuck, I gotta come!” I shouted, and grunted as my cum load exploded into her mouth. She took it all, and made sure to get every last drop. She pulled her head away very slowly, then swished her mouthful around for a few seconds before swallowing.

Katie still had one hand on my softening dick and caressed my balls with the other, then she just tilted her head up and smiled at me.

I grinned back and said, “You liked that, didn’t you.”

“I fuckin’ love cum,” she whispered, then added, “Thank you for letting me suck another new dick last night. I like showing off for you.”

She shivered through a sensual, sexy orgasm then snuggled her pretty face onto my hip and took my relaxing dick fully into her mouth. She just held it there, gripped gently by her loving lips. Her eyes were closed and she looked perfectly at peace and utterly happy.

“Does that feel nice?” I asked with a whisper.

“Mm hmm,” she purred without moving. Then after another minute or so, she released me as she lifted her head, smiled, and said, “I hope you don’t mind when I do that. I just love having a dick in my mouth.”

I didn’t need to respond. We both knew what pleased her most. Later, both feeling well satiated, we showered up and went for breakfast and a pleasant beach walk. We settled into the usual area poolside by early afternoon, and were quickly joined by George and Gracie. Katie asked her how she was feeling after her night off.

“Much better, thank you for asking. And thanks for taking care of my husband last night.” Gracie replied.

Katie kept a poker face and said, “It was fun.”

“Yes, he said you had dinner and drinks. You’re both nice people,” Gracie commented.

“Yep,” Katie said with a shrug and a smile, “we should exchange contact info. Maybe we’ll catch up again one day.”

“Good idea,” responded Gracie. “This is our last night here, and we’ll be flying back to the cold and snow early tomorrow.”

We hung with them for the day, and at one point George anxiously pulled me aside out of ear-shot from anyone and asked, “You’re all good with what happened last night?”

“What part?”

“Your wife…sucking my dick,” he clarified as he glanced around nervously, “You’re really okay with that?”

I smiled at the sincerity of his concern, then explained, “George, it’s whatever floats your boat. Katie loves what she does, and it gives me a kick to see how happy it makes her. It seems like a win-win situation, and she turns her awesome sexuality toward me after, too.”

“I won’t say anything specific to Gracie about last night,” he stated. “But I’m going to talk to her about doing something similar. I think her and I would both find it totally exciting.”

“Just make sure you’re on the same page,” I responded with an advisory tone, then added, “and be careful what you wish for.”

They wanted a romantic last dinner alone so we left them to their own devices for the evening. Only a couple of days later we did the same for ourselves, winging it away from a tropical paradise, home to the day-to-day realities of life.