Alberta Graham - The twins and mother

Her head still swam a little from the rum as well as from the ardent lovemaking, and Carolyn walked quietly, breathing in the clean night air and trying to clear her muddled head.

The terrace contained the same furniture as her cabana next door, and Carolyn started to sit in one of the plastic lounge chairs when she paused. Jack was not looking for his cigarettes, but was going toward the window in which Carolyn had earlier seen a light. There was still a light inside and the shade was halfway up now as though someone had gone to bed and lifted it for nighttime ventilation. But Carolyn could see Jack's whole body alert and tensed. He was listening.

Carolyn listened too. She could hear voices. Jack turned toward her and motioned for her to come closer. Confused and concerned, the new bride approached the window. There was a nylon screen on it and the light inside was quite dim. She looked up at Jack as if for some explanation of what was going on, but Jack was peering intently inside, a fixed expression that she could not fathom on his handsome features.

Carolyn moved still closer and looked in too. Before she really saw anything she heard a man's voice say, "Madre de dios que cono!"

The answer was a feminine gasp and an exclamation. "Yes, Carlos, like that. Oh, do me like that some more!"

Carolyn's eyes adjusted to the dim light inside the room and the distortion of the screen at the window and she felt her breath catch in her throat. There inside the room on the bed she could distinguish two naked embracing bodies, locked in the act of lovemaking. She blinked her eyes and opened them once more in disbelief. The woman was Peggy, Jack's wife, and she was in there with a Mexican! Carolyn recognized the man as one of the waiters at the resort. The new bride couldn't have been more shocked if she had seen a wild man-eating animal in there! As it was, she had to be supported by Jack's strong arm as she felt her knees weaken. She looked up at him, wide-eyed with incomprehension and a vague fear of something she didn't understand. Jack smiled at her and placed his finger to his lips.

"Shhh," he cautioned, his eyes twinkling with mirth. Then he silently pointed back inside the room, and Carolyn found herself turning back to the incredible scene.

Peggy was lying on her back on the bed with her long legs raised high in the air and the dark-haired man had begun to slide down along her body until his head was between her open thighs.

Then she heard Jack's wife begin to murmur words of garbled passion, words that Carolyn found herself listening to as though they were somehow important to her understanding of the situation.

"Eat me out, lover. Yes, lick my clit! Oooooh, niceee!"

Carolyn couldn't believe it. Here she was standing with Peggy's husband, and he didn't even seem to care that his wife was in there making obscene love with one of the waiters at the hotel! A tightening sensation caught at the pit of her belly as Carolyn looked again to make sure she was seeing correctly. Perhaps her eyes weren't focusing. Perhaps she'd definitely had too much to drink. Her mind was playing tricks on her. But it was still the redheaded woman whom she knew to be Jack's new bride. Loud sucking noises began to come from the bed as Carolyn saw the Mexican's dark head begin a lewd wagging motion between Peggy's widespread thighs. It sounded just awful to Carolyn and she made a motion to step back from the window. There was something terribly… she searched for the word… immoral about the entire thing. She couldn't take any more of it. But Jack's arm around her waist was firm, and it held her back, even pulling her in toward him a bit.

"Softer, love. Suck a little softer!" Carolyn heard Peggy exclaim. The redheaded woman sounded as though she were out of her mind with pure unadulterated lust, and Carolyn felt a violent urge to run in there and stop them. But she tried to calm herself, to think clearly, if that was possible at a moment like this. After all, it wasn't her business. It was Jack's wife, and he didn't seem to mind a bit that his wife was indulging in the salacious activities with the waiter. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying it!

The young wife had never seen two people making love before, and even though she had often imagined such things, there was a big difference between imagining and actually seeing with her own eyes!

But her mind was slowly adjusting to the idea of it, and replacing the disquieting sensations she'd felt earlier, she now sensed an odd flickering quivering deep down between her legs.

Inside, the Mexican's head was moving fervently between Peggy's writhing legs and the wet sucking noises increased and seemed to reverberate inside her head. Perhaps one day someone would do that to her and she too would enjoy the bliss that Jack's wife was experiencing! The secret forbidden thought flitted through Carolyn's mind, and then she immediately submerged it.

"Mmmmmmmm!" the aroused redhead moaned, and at the sound Carolyn felt her nipples hardening against the soft material of her dress. She was very conscious now of her nakedness underneath the dress, and of the loving she had just received from Peggy's husband. Inside, the Mexican was working like an animal, slobbering over the widespread willingness of Peggy's cunt, and Carolyn stared, hypnotized by the lewd sight. The hard feel of Jack's hand at her waist and the touch of the small window pane beneath her fingers were the only things that kept her in contact with some kind of reality.

"Stick you finger in my ass, Carlos. I like that. Make it hurt. Yes, like that. Hard…! Oh yes, honey, nnnnnnnnngh!"

The very idea was distasteful and disturbing to Carolyn, and she felt her mouth hot and dry as though she had no more saliva. Never before in her existence had she experienced such a repulsive scene, and yet there was something fascinating and exciting about it, too. Something that made her want to touch herself down there between her legs. Her breasts had begun to tingle with desire, too, as inside the room Peggy began to croon.

"Shit… I'm cuuuuuuuummmmminggg! Cuummmmingg!"

Carolyn squirmed a little, and felt Jack's hand drop down to her buttocks. He began to knead and pinch at the soft flesh there, bunching up her dress with his fingers as he did so. Suddenly an electricity-like jolt coursed through Carolyn as she felt Jack moving around behind her, his arms circling her waist now as he pressed his hard body against her. Even though she knew he had put his bathing trunks back on earlier, the hard outline of his penis was so defined against her ass-cheeks that she thought for a moment he was naked again.

She was momentarily distracted from her vigil at the window, and she started to speak, but Jack's voice began to whisper in her ear.

"There, there," he cried softly, and the wetness of his tongue swirled within the confines of her ear, creating a blinding flash of desire behind her tightly pressed eyelids. "My wife's got an insatiable little pussy," he explained. "I'll bet yours is too. Bet you can't get enough from your old man to make it through the week!"

The strange, insulting words made Carolyn bristle with anger and resentment. How dare he talk to her like that! He thought he could say anything just because she had given in to him like that. Why had she allowed herself to do such a thing?

"Don't get all huffy now," he whispered again. "We all know that fucking is fun, now don't we? You liked it enough a few minutes ago."

Carolyn could feel the hard knob of the tip of Jack's penis throb heatedly against the crevice of her buttocks.

"Look," Jack said, "They're really getting down to it now!"

Carolyn looked inside again. Wild thoughts were running through her mind. She wanted to get away from him, from the whole dirty scene, but something was holding her frozen there.