Hotwife on Holiday: The Box Set


 
 
 
 HOTWIFE ON HOLIDAY: THE BOX SET
 
 
 
 
 DENTON LEE
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
 
 
 
 Copyright © 2023 by Denton Lee.
 
 
 
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 HOTWIFE ON HOLIDAY: PART ONE
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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 ur trip to Thailand had been long overdue. My wife and I had to delay our honeymoon due to Covid, and we’d finally arrived in paradise. The fantastic views, friendly people and great weather weren’t the only reasons I’d been looking forward to this trip either. Since marrying Grace, I’d realised what a complete slut she was. For most men, marriage tends to slow the sex life down, but for Grace and I, it’d been the complete opposite. You see, Grace is one of those sexually open women with a very vivid and powerful imagination. Our sex life had been getting better and better, as had our fantasy life, and we’d planned to start making one of our fantasies come true right here in Thailand.
 ‘You look breathtaking.’ Complimenting my wife came naturally, but something about being on holiday made her look even more angelic.
 ‘Being away from the office must make me glow.’ She stretched her arms to greet the morning sun coming through the window. Her plump boobs squeezed together, forming a deep cleavage on display over her tight white top.
 ‘Something tells me it’s not what we left behind. It’s what we’re about to do.’ I lay on the bed and watched her from behind as she walked out onto the balcony. Her red sarong blew in the breeze and showed off the curve of her pert ass.
 ‘Mmmm..’
 I could hear the satisfaction in the simple sound she made. There were no words for what we were about to do. I was sure that most men would covet a wife like Grace. She was beautiful, intelligent and accomplished. Sometimes, I thought I was a fool for getting her into fantasies about fucking other men. But, allowing her to explore whatever sexual fantasy she wanted was my way of showing I loved her, and by the end of this holiday, I’d know whether I was the best husband in the world or the dumbest.
 The kettle boiled, and she came back into the room, poured the coffee and brought it to me in bed. ‘Don’t spill this on the white linen.’
 ‘We’re on holiday, honey. We don’t need to worry about staining the sheets.’ I sipped on the cheap hotel coffee as she sat on the bed next to me. ‘No matter where you are in the world, no matter how much you pay for the room, there’s nothing worse than free hotel coffee.’
 ‘Yeah. It’s a bit grim.’ She put her cup down on the bedside table and began walking her fingers down my body from my neck towards my waist. ‘So, I guess the time for talk is over. What’s the plan?’
 ‘The plan is to find someone to fuck my beautiful wife.’ Just saying those words was so liberating. We’d fantasised about a lot of things over the years, but wife sharing had been what got us off the most in recent months.
 ‘Mmmm…’ There it was again. That sound I loved so much. ‘Are you sure you’re going to be okay, babe? Fantasy is one thing. This is going to be real.’
 ‘I’ve thought about it. We won’t know until we try, and I am fully on board with this. Whatever happens, I love you.’
 ‘I love you too, as long as you’re sure. I mean, you sure it won’t change anything between us? You won’t think less of me?’ She pulled that cute pout she does when she’s trying to convince me to do something I’d rather not while exploring my thighs with her fingers.
 ‘I’m more than sure. As long as you don’t run away with anyone and leave me with the mortgage, it’ll all be fine.’
 ‘See? There’s a doubt.’ She pinched the flab on the inside of my leg.
 ‘Oi! No, there isn’t. What matters is we explore this safely and in a way that doesn’t make you comfortable. Anytime you want to stop, we stop.’
 ‘We should talk boundaries.’ Her fingers stepped onto my cock and began slowly walking along the shaft. Every tip-toe along the journey made it twitch. ‘What if I want to fuck the same guy twice?’
 ‘Fine.’
 ‘Oh.’ A thoughtful expression appeared on her face as if she had a thousand ideas running through her head. I wanted to hear each and every one of them. ‘How about someone who works at the hotel?’
 ‘Yeah. We’re only here a few days. Why not?’
 ‘That’s good to know.’ Her distracted mind caused her exploration of my dick to pause. I moved a little in bed, which soon brought her attention back to my cock.
 ‘Seen anyone you like?’
 ‘Maybe…’
 Images of every man we’d met since arriving flashed through my head as the silence lingered for a bit longer than usual. Hopefully, I’d find out which man she was thinking about by the end of the trip by watching her suck his dick.
 ‘What about a woman?’ She raised her eyebrows, making me think it was more of a question than a request.
 ‘You’re not even into women?’
 ‘True, but you might be.’
 ‘It’s all about you. I get off on your pleasure. If you like