Epilogue

Wow, what a journey. The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. We made sure we each had a great night but decided to keep the details to ourselves until we got home. We tossed our clothes into our suitcases and bags as quickly as we could then hopped in the shower. As much as we wanted to use our experience with Tina and the Europeans as a launching point for another night of wild, passionate lovemaking into the wee hours of the morning, the vigorous activities and lack of sleep over the past few days really caught up to us as we stepped out of the steamy shower. I slipped on a sexy red nightie and Scott put on a pair of boxer breifs and we both slipped into bed. Wrapped in each others arms, Scott held me tight to him, pressing his crotch into my ass in a spooning position.

"Mmmm..." I cooed lightly as his cock pulsed. Scott groaned as I wiggled my ass then, less than a minute later, we were both dead asleep.

Our flight was smooth and, by the time we got home, we wanted nothing more than to order pizza and relax on the couch watching Hallmark Christmas movies. We didn't talk about the past few days, not because we didn't want to, but because we didn't need to. We both knew what we had done and were OK with it. It was nice to have an escape from it, even though I couldn't help but find it funny how wholesome the content we were consuming was compared to what we had been up to less than 24 hours before.

Part of me really wished we had spent more time with the group - Mia, Glenn, Madeline, Eric, Ariel and Robert - but we only had so much time. There was something nice about everything staying on the vacation.

Over the next few weeks, life returned to a relative normal. That is, well, until...