Aruba the holiday begins

I awoke to sunshine streaming through the curtains, a nice southerly coming through the open windows cooled the room from the heat of the night, though it was still very warm. I looked over at my still sleeping husband quite out to it. By the sound of the bustle of the town outside, the day was well started. I used that as an excuse to reach down my husband's leg for his cock, why not enjoy this morning with a bit more of what we enjoyed last night, right? As I quietly massaged him I reacquainted myself with his nipples, rolling and toying with one while sucking and nipping on the other, my free hand went to my clit and to make sure I had good access I slung my leg up over his thigh forcing and holding my legs apart enough for my hand too easily reach it's target. God what a mess I was down there, my skin felt dry and crusty and the lips of my pussy had partially sealed from the dried up spunk my husband had deposited, I moved my fingers to my mouth and licked and wetted them as I breathed in the earthy smell that was on them, 'Damn, You really are a little SLUT', and I let out a giggle to myself.

“Oh gggooddd are you awake already, and did you not get enough last night?”

“Nope! Want 'slurp' more.”

I knew I had a smile on my face, even though my eyes were closed I sensed her looking at me, I betcha with that inquisitive look that she get's on her face. I opened one eye slowly trying not to be obvious, Yep, told ya. She even tried to disguise it with a look of mock surprise plastered over the top when she saw my eye.

“Aaaahh ooohhh, alright then lets make it quick, I'm feeling hungry.”

“OH reeeaally,” She said reaching for my ribs and beginning to tickle me, she knows I hate being tickled and in struggling to push her away which had no success, I grabbed her in a bear hug and rolled on top of her as she laughed uncontrollably at my predicament. I couldn't really see what was funny til she reached up to my head and brushed my hair down with her hands, “Haaaaah, pillow hair, you look like you've stood in front of a vacuum cleaner.”

Slowly she kissed, we kissed and kissed again and then we coupled again, it was slow and dreamy and it killed an hour before we had even realised. That was the luxury of a holiday without kids, lotsa time for just us.

Our holiday started in earnest, we toured the whole of our Hotel complex, found the bars, and restaurants, the casino area and the stage shows, we were given a presentation on local attractions, beaches, trekking tours and nightlife activities available. I knew from the look on my husbands face that he wasn't the least bit interested so I should of expected the unexpected when he pulled me away and into one of the little bars adjacent to the sprawling pool complex, that told me he had decided what kind of 'entertainment' he wanted for. As it turned out it was very entertaining, our bar staff were mixed, he was from South Florida and she was Canadian, Vancouver to be exact so we chatted away about our lives, shared stories and generally destroyed another four hours. The bar was empty suffice for a couple of younger guys and then an equally younger group of four women, suffering the beautiful weather and probably the desireable men that inhabited Aruba no doubt. By late afternoon the early show and casino crowd started to drift in and at that stage we decided to disappear. Andrew had text and asked if we would like his services for the night and my husband text back that we would only indulge his services if we could take him to tea otherwise no, we were quite capable of finding one of the restaurants or bistro's in the complex, I really didn't feel like doing anything else other than sitting outside with maybe a couple of Mojitos and watching the beautiful sunset. So when Andrew said he would enjoy having tea if we would let him pick a favorite place of his we agreed. Oh and the food was wonderful, mixed seafood grill, a local paella and salad if you wanted, Oh and wine of course. We learnt a lot about the history of the area from his friends who ran the little bar and eatery, fine people they were mixed local Indian and Dutch which made for a very very beautiful woman in the case of Maria and Phillipe was very handsome, the mix of fine features and dark skin with a European mix was extraordinary. We finished and were back from tea around nine pm and spent the rest of the time enjoying each others company in the relative quiet outside with the last rays of the day disappearing.

While we sat there contemplating our time, a lone man walked past and said, “Hullo, lovely night, is it not?”

He had startled me and he immediately apologised, I replied that it was fine, he was fine, that I was miles away and I'd not heard him come towards us. My husband introduced us he introduced himself, John Riley, actually I recognised him from the pool bar earlier on. We asked him if he would like to join us and he accepted immediately, sitting himself to my right on one of the loungers. My husband asked him how he was enjoying his holiday? Or was it a holiday?

John replied, yes it was there were two of them, friends, both worked for the same Corporation as Sales Analyst's appointed to other Corporate Customers, and that as part of their Companies bonus package, they had done well enough this past year, to have won a trip for the two of them, all expenses paid to any Caribbean Island resort of their choosing. I looked at my husband and noticed that he was looking at John with a strange look on his face, if I wasn't mistaken I'd think he was pondering about something John had talked about. Anyway he realised I was looking at him and he cheekily did a half smile thing he does and a cheeky little wink, oh maybe I was mistaken, sometimes I know I now misread some of his foibles and characteristics, he had changed a lot over the last three years, definitely for the better, really we both had.

Oh when this character had said he and his work buddy had won a bonus trip all expenses paid a red card went up. The Corporation he said they worked for had implemented a new tighter leaner employee contract as a result of falling sales in their market, I'd read an article in the New York Financial Times three months ago, it was a Q&A item with the new CEO, and he had expounded about the changing face of their business requiring a leaning and trimming of all branches of the business, Sales Analysis was only one, their main area of expertise was Business Operation Effectiveness and Delivery Adjusters. OK, they told you whose working and whose making a profit for your business and whose not, basically, when you remove all the BS. At best I found their niche mercenary at worst, well best I not say. The problem this Corporation faced was they charged just about a percentage of the GDP to their Customers and Clients to employ their services and you were locked in for a minimum period of one year. Additionally the new CEO was adopting a partial 'see and review as you go' which allowed Customers to renegotiate based on results, this had meant a huge in-house shake up and realigning cost, overheads, wages and salaries. While he was confident the new policies would be effective he suspected that following a six month shake-down period it would take two years of policy implementation and modification before full results would be seen, til then they knew they faced a period of 'painful readjustment' (and I don't really care!). While they were successful seven, eight years ago a lot of the processes never went through necessary changes to bring them up to speed with the new Customers they had now and in the case of two of the semi-large Corporations they were working with, the analysis was completed far too slow and as a result the market chose before the analysis results were announced to the Clients. Bad, bad form. Since then Clients were not renewing their contracts or worse in the case of one rather large Client they reneged on a part payment, had their lawyers tie the process up for so long that it **** the old CEO to leave and the board faced all sorts of turmoil before the new Guy arrived.

Anyway that was the first thing I found myself being a bit wary about John's little speech.

The other thing that didn't ring true? Well here's the thing. You're two single guys, no partners, with the offer of a free trip to any Caribbean holiday resort you want, so my question would be one word: 'Hedonism' actually four words 'Hedonism 1 or 2'!? Even the Dominican Republic have 'Singles' resorts now. Why Aruba and specifically a complex that prides itself in family holidays?

Actually I had my suspicion's, I just didn't know if I was right.