A Week at the Beach: A Hotwife Romance Read Free

her to no end that our friendship may have had something do with her getting hired.
    "You said you wouldn't do things like that," she said, turning her eyes down. I could tell she was a little hurt.
    "Samantha, I won't do it again. It was just this once. I've not done anything like this yet, have I?"
    She looked back up and there was a glimmer of forgiveness in her eyes. She shook her head.
    "Think of it," I said, staring deeply into her eyes. "Sand. Sun. Cocktails in the afternoon. Hell, cocktails in the morning if we want!"
    Her eyes lit up for a brief second, but she tamped down whatever enthusiasm had welled. "I'm not supposed to. You know that."
    She seemed to be scolding me, the way she said it. I put both hands on her arms and looked at her squarely.
    "And that. This whole thing, this trying for a baby. Let's put it out of our minds. Let's forget about it for a week and just do what we please. If you want, you can take your diaphragm along. Or not. It's up to you. I just want us to stop worrying about it for a while."
    The tension eased in her shoulders. It seemed I'd said something right. Wriggling free of my grasp, she slapped me lightly on the arm. I could tell there was a more of a smile somewhere on her lips, I just hadn't found it yet.
    "What about the house?" she asked. I could tell she was relaxing, if only a little.
    "Noel said he'd check in on it every few days. No trouble."
    "What about your work?!?" she asked, waving her hand at me. She needed to find something to worry about, didn't she?
    "Oh I've been fired." It had been my best deadpan. Her eyes only widened for a second before her mouth cracked into a wry grin.
    "Stop it Andrew!" She smacked me again, harder this time. I caught her arm as she was pulling it away. I yanked her towards me, harder than she expected. The look of shock on her face made me harden some more. It melted into a smile quickly but I could tell it had given her a jolt.
    "My beautiful Samantha," I whispered, nuzzling into her neck. "I'll bring our new friend."
    Something happened to her body as I said it. The tension in it shifted. "Would you like that? Would you like it if I brought it with us?"
    "Oh Andrew stop it!" she said, trying to wriggle free. I wouldn't let her. I stared at her as she tried to look away.
    "Samantha, you naughty thing. I think you're turned on by it right now!" It was a thrill just saying it. I never said this kind of thing to her. She offended easily. I didn't care. I was determined to make her relax. To make us relax.
    "Nonsense!" she said, making another show of trying to pull away.
    "Are you sure? Are you sure you're not remembering what it looked like, watching that big black dildo disappearing inside your body?"
    "Andrew don't be so crass!" she hissed, "I'll never have children with you if you keep talking like that!"
    It was all an act, I could tell. It was the good little girl she thought herself to be, telling her that proper ladies never thought of such things.
    In an act of marital daring, one I'd never thought I would attempt, I grabbed the hem of her skirt and yanked it up. My hand was pressed to the cotton of her underwear before she knew what was happening. They were soaked through.
    She let out a whimper at the feeling of my fingers on her flesh, but she didn't protest. Our eyes locked. I felt her legs spread slightly.
    Sweeping her up and off the floor, I climbed the stairs to the bedroom, with her staring at me the whole time.
    Putting her on the bed, I hiked up the dress she was wearing again and pulled her white panties to one side. The patch of soft hair above her pussy was soaked now, too. I looked up to see her blushing, but she didn't resist my affection.
    I turned my attention back to the swollen labia that guarded her entrance. Prying them apart with my fingers, I felt myself stiffen as I laid eyes on her sweet, pink opening.
    With a quick hand I reached over and pulled our new friend out of the drawer. Her eyes shot towards it,