A private beach in Mexico

The flight to Mexico took about four and a half hours. Nancy and Robert were in first class. She had to admit that first class was very nice. She was so used to crowded planes with loud snores and screaming kids. One of the stewardesses came up to them. "Hello, can I get you two anything?" She asked with a smile.

Robert answered. "Your finest champagne please."

"Oh, a big spender." The stewardess giggled. "Are you two going somewhere special?"

Robert smirked. "We're going to a private get away. Right honey?" Robert placed his hand on Nancy's.

Nancy wanted to talk back, she wanted to tell him to not touch her. "Y-Yeah, just me and my hubby." Nancy said as she forced a smile.

The stewardess smiled back. "Well, I hope you two enjoy yourselves." She replied as she winked at Nancy.

Nancy and Robert finally landed and after taking a cab, they arrived at a beach house that Robert privately owned. It was a big place. Bigger than Nancy's house even. Robert handed Nancy a bag. "Put this on and meet me on the beach."

Nancy didn't know what it was, but she knew it was something perverted. "Right now?"

Robert glared at her. "Did I stutter, you slut?"

"N-No. Sorry."

"Sorry what?" Robert yelled.

"Sorry, Sir." Nancy said as she ran inside.

Nancy was afraid to go out. Robert was always great at taking control of the situation. But she knew she has to power through it. She walked out onto the beach while wearing a white circle ring bikini that showed her ass. She saw Robert on a beach chair, and he looked back at Nancy.

"Looking good Nancy." Robert said after he whistled. "Take a seat."

Nancy looked around but didn't see any other beach chairs. "Where do I sit?" She saw Robert pat his lap and took a deep breath and sat down on his lap. "R-Remember our deal."

Robert chuckled. "Of course, you stay the weekend and I tell you info about Vincent Carillo." He grabbed her ass. "So, how about we get this weekend started."