George’s perspective.

He left for work a little later than usual, knowing he had a late-night meeting. In the morning Abbey gave him a very slow blowjob, and he returned the favour by eating her out. Every time she approached an orgasm, though, she would push him away.

Afterwards, he had a shower like he did every morning, but re-entering the bedroom, he saw clothes laid out for him: his charcoal suit, white shirt, emerald green tie, matching cufflinks, and kerchief.

He raised an eyebrow at Abbey. “What? It’s quite a recognisable look. You don’t want me to lose you in a crowd of horny men, do you?” He groaned again but didn’t say a word as he got dressed. “Enjoy your day, dear, and I will let you know where I end up so you can come join me. Oh, but if I decide to go home with someone, I will text you their address for safety and meet you back at home.” He groaned again at her teasing before heading to work.

It was about 10:30 when he got a message from Abbey.

‘I’m so horny, so I jumped on the computer to read some stories. This one is hot.’

A link followed it. He opened it on his phone to read the start of it. The story began with a family taking a holiday together. Husband, wife, son and Daughter. They flew into Venice, Italy, for a Mediterranean cruise and while going through customs, the wife was stripped searched. The guard pushed the limits and afterwards put a small notation in her passport before letting her go.

She confessed what had happened to her husband and that it had actually turned her on, and he told her that her story did the same for him. They decided that while they were on holiday, they would have a little fun and be more open.

Arriving at the hotel, they checked in, and the clerk checked their papers. Then he sent the children on before asking if something had happened at the airport. The wife blushed, and the clerk said that the little scribble in her passport was a sort of message to others that the wife allowed herself to be groped. Without thinking, the husband asked if there were other signs which could be added. The clerk nodded, and the wife asked what he was thinking. “Well, you wanted to be slutty on our holiday.”

The clerk told them that he could add other notations to let people know how far they could go with the wife, and the couple looked at each other. Simultaneously they both said, “Everything”.

The story was multiple chapters, and George went to the index to see what the different chapters contained.

Husband fucks woman in Venetian Cat mask while wife fucks hotel staff.

The family boards the ship, and the wife gets taken to tour the bowls of the ship.

Husband finds out his Daughter was his Venetian lover. The wife is excited.

Wife’s birth control is confiscated in Greece. Son finds out his mother is a slut.

Children swap with their parents, and the dad takes the Daughter’s anal cherry.

Mom has a private tour with the locals in Tunisia as the boys tag team the Daughter.

By this stage George was moaning as he was reading the titles of each chapter.

‘How far through are you?’ he sent back to Abbey.

‘They just got to Ghana.’ She replied.

He skipped forward, looking for the Ghana chapter.

Family visits town in Ghana, wife and Daughter shared with the men.

He then skipped down to look at the last two chapter titles to see where the story went.

Last adventure in Cape Town, the wife get’s ganged at a club while the Daughter begs for the father’s child.

Returning home to a new lifestyle and welcoming a new member to the family.

‘Isn’t this just making you hornier?’ he asked Abbey.

‘Yep, can’t wait to get some satisfaction tonight.’

George was about to respond when his work phone rang. The rest of the day was spent working, reading Abbey’s teasing texts, and looking at her sexy pics as she got ready to go out.

As he was about to go into his west coast meeting, he got a picture of her dressed up and ready to go. She was wearing her red party dress. A skin-tight number, a halter neck, which she couldn’t wear underwear with and left a considerable amount of side boob exposed. ‘See you soon at Trinity.’ Came a follow-up message.