“I dunno, sweetie,” Karen said at the resort gift shop.  She was holding a little b

“I dunno, sweetie,” Karen said at the resort gift shop.  She was holding a little blue dress against her and it barely covered her bikini. “it’s a little short, doncha think?”

“Nah, it’s fine,” Henry assured her. “I think you’re supposed to wear it with a bikini or something,” he said. “Besides, your legs are a lot longer than most women,” he added.

The store clerk didn’t hear them talking, and assumed they were buying it as a gift for a daughter or niece, as it was a junior’s size.  

Karen tried it on back at their hotel room. She kind of liked it, as it showed off her legs.  Karen loved the dress so much, she wore it almost every day.  After a day or two, she stopped wearing her bikini top underneath.  She was getting pretty confident with all of the looks and compliments she was getting.

Henry was surprisingly frisky with her as the attention his wife was receiving had an effect on him as well.  As their sex life picked up, Karen became more and more horny herself.  As their normal routine wasn’t doing it for her, Karen encouraged Henry to be a little more adventurous.

“Put it in my ass!” she practically begged in the heat of the moment.  Henry did and it sent both of them over the edge. Afterwards, Henry said he was surprised she enjoyed it, much less let him try it.

Karen shrugged. “We’re on vacation,” she said.  “Vacation sex doesn’t count!”

Karen found herself flirting openly with some of the single men at the bar and beside the pool. The men became more and more aggressive and Karen did nothing to discourage them.  After dinner, back at the hotel room, she told her husband that one of the strangers grabbed her ass and she liked it.

Henry and Karen were both surprised by his reaction.  He was randier than ever.  “Go ahead and fuck ‘em,” he said, grabbing his wife’s ass firmly.  “Vacation sex doesn’t count,” he added, repeating her words.  After fucking to near exhaustion, they both slept through until morning.

The next morning, Henry awoke to some strange sounds.  He looked up to see his lovely wife, bent over the hotel’s sofa.  Her bikini was strewn across the floor.  A young, strapping stranger was fucking her from behind.  She pulled the other man’s cock from her mouth just long enough to wink at her husband and say, “Vacation sex doesn’t count.”