Island Escape

[radford]

“Why don’t you head on down to the beach, Hon? I need to run back to the room,” Janet stated as they finished lunch.
“Okay, I’ll be down by that row of palm trees.”
Janet nearly raced back to their room. This was a moment that she had been preparing for. Today was the third day of their second honeymoon. Even though they had been married and she was now a mother, two-year-old Ashley was staying with her parents for the week, she wanted to let Mark know that she could still be just as much fun to be around as she had been when she was 22.
Once back to the room, she quickly opened her suitcase and pulled out her prized possession. She had seen it in a novelty catalog and had even had it sent to a P.O. box so there’d be no chance of Mark’s seeing it before now. Janet undressed and slipped on the swimsuit. Then she walked over to the full-length mirror. Perfect. Definitely “Fun Girl.” The suit was an exact replica of a bottle of Budweiser. Even though he wasn’t a heavy drinker, just a few times a year, he would get a kick out of this suit.
Mark sat on the beach and looked out over the Caribbean. This was a great escape from work and home. Though he loved his daughter, he was really enjoying spending a few days alone with Janet. As his gaze swept back across the beach, he couldn’t believe his eyes. There was an incredible looking woman walking his way in a Budweiser one-piece. He wasn’t the only one who noticed. Several guys were staring and one even whistled as she walked by. Janet stopped at the pool bar and grabbed a bottle of Red Stripe; though it wasn’t Bud, it was the only brew available on the island. Then she continued on to Mark.
“How about a cold one, mister?”
“Sure!”
Janet handed Mark the bottle and sat down in his lap. They didn’t say much as they topped off the bottle. Then she got up and pulled him to his feet. Letting go, she ran off into the water. Mark tossed off his shirt and chased after her. She dove under and continued swimming out to the floating dock a ways from shore. Eventually Mark got there as well and pulled himself up on the dock. They lay there sunning themselves for quite a while.
“I’m getting thirsty, want to swim back to the pool bar, partner?”
Mark didn’t answer her; he just dove off the dock and began swimming back. Janet followed close behind. Upon reaching the beach, they joined other couples in lounging by the pool, sipping fruity island drinks and enjoying the reggae music coming over the speakers.
At three, a band set up for the evening show and began practicing. Several couples got up to dance and Janet and Mark joined in. They were all grooving to the beat and having a great time. They even did a conga line, with Janet and her party suit in the front. She was receiving a lot of appraising looks from other guests and a few members of the band. She wasn’t usually this outgoing, but the combination of being away from home, the sun, and the drinks was have just the effect that she had hoped for. Soon, Mark was dancing very close to her. She could tell that he was having a great time.
Pulling her very tight to him, he whispered in her ear, “Do you know what the only thing better than you in that suit is?”
“No, tell me.”
“You out of that suit!”
With that Janet turned around in his arms and started congaing out of the pool area. Mark had his hands on her waist and a huge smile on his face. Janet never stopped swaying her hips as they worked their way through the lobby and up the stairs to their door. Mark managed to get the room key out of his pocket and they danced into the room.
She worked her way over to the bed and sat him down on it. Kneeling in front of him, she kissed him and fondled his neck, chest, and back. She slowly worked her kisses down his face and neck to his chest. She stopped and sucked lustily on each nipple. All the while working her hands lower. Meantime he had his hands on her shoulders and was trying to lower her straps. Once she reached his navel, she stopped and pushed him back onto his back. Standing up, she crawled up over him and straddled his chest. Placing her hands over his she helped him slide her suit down over her breasts. Then she helped him fondle her, while leaning over enough for more of his wondrous kisses. Slipping out of his grasp, she rolled over to one side and reached for the waistband of his trunks. He assisted in removing them, and then she continued her exploration of his body with her mouth. She moved down one leg and then headed back up the other. Upon reaching his genitals, she worked his penis into her mouth and licked and sucked gently until it was very hard. She could hear him starting to moan and knew she needed to move on, in order to keep things exciting. Slowly slipping off of him, she reached for his hand and placed it on her suit over the genitals. She couldn’t tell if it was from the earlier swim or not, but the crotch of the suit was wet.
Mark took a hold of the suit around her waist and worked it down her thighs and off. Then starting at her neck he kissed his way down her body, stopping for an excruciatingly long time on each breast and nipple. Finally, he continued. Reaching the toes of one foot, he then licked his way up the other leg, over the knee and up her thigh until he was kissing and licking her outer vaginal lips. Janet loved when he did this. He worked on those for a little while, then he would slip his tongue down inside. Soon she was breathing heavily and sighing. Mark licked and sucked a little harder every so often for a few moments. Suddenly he thrust a finger inside as well and she just about burst with pleasure. He was moving the finger around in a circular pattern and she was on the verge of coming.
Mark slipped out of his position and lay down next to her. He rolled her over on top of him and she straddled his penis, letting it slip inside her, by now, very moist vagina. She moved up and down on him and he kept his hands on her hips, just like earlier when they had been in the conga line, though this was sooo much better than conga dancing. Gaining a faster rhythm, Janet began to come. She pushed down harder with each stroke and finally let out a sharp cry. Slowing her rhythm down and eventually stopping completely, she laid out flat on Mark. He took her in his arms and rolled her over on her back. Then, he worked his way between her legs again and continued stroking her while she wrapped both her arms and legs around him very tightly. Finally, he came as well and they just lay together in each other’s arms for a long time.
“I’ll never forget this afternoon,” he said at last.
“I know.”
For that was what Janet had been planning all along.