Jessica Adair - Wife on vacation

"Come in," she said.

Cindy pushed the door open and looked tentatively around it at her cousin. "Are you okay?" she inquired.

"Yeah, I'm okay. I just had to get that out of my system, I guess. I won't bite, I promise. Come on in."

Cindy moved into the room and sat at the end of the bed. She asked, "Why don't you come to the beach with Lenny and me? It'll cheer you up, and we'd love the company. Why don't we ask Jim to come along and make it a foursome? What do you say?"

"Sounds like just what the doctor ordered. I guess I can't spend the rest of my life moping around here. When do we leave?" asked the lovely young woman as she got up from the bed and began to wipe away the smudged make-up from around her red-rimmed eyes.

"I'll call Lenny and tell him to invite Jim. If you'll help me with the food, we can leave in an hour," Cindy answered as she headed for the telephone.

Nancy walked into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She was a pretty woman even with mascara forming circles under her eyes and streaking down her milky white cheeks.

She had always been aware of men's reactions to her, but they had made her uncomfortable until she met Rick. He had helped her to see that the lust in a man's eye was a natural, even beautiful, thing. Still, she avoided situations that would give men opportunities to make passes at her because she felt uneasy about them. She didn't know how to handle them, and she was frightened by the stirrings they caused in her.

It was for this reason that she had turned down several previous invitations that had included Jim. But this time she had not refused.

It was mid-afternoon when the four young people stopped along a lonely gravel road. Lenny led the way as they climbed down a small embankment to a stretch of beach that was practically deserted. In one direction two families with a number of children were having a late lunch. In the other, five teenage boys were engaged in a loud game of touch football.

"How's this?" Lenny asked indicating a portion of the beach equidistant between the two groups of people.

"Fine," answered Jim as he eased the cooler to the sand and threw the blankets which had been draped over his shoulder into a heap nearby. "Last one in the water has to build the fire!"

Soon both couples were splashing in the water and laughing as the waves rolled into them. Nancy and Jim were standing in water that reached their waists and jumping up to ride the waves as they passed.

After a bit, Jim placed his hands around Nancy's slim waist and lifted her high above the white water of each wave. Occasionally an especially strong wave hit them forcing their bodies together.

Before long Nancy could feel Jim's rigid prick straining the soft fabric of his French-styled bikini swimsuit as their bodies were tossed together by the waves.

Although she pretended not to notice, she was pleased at his reaction to her. If Rick felt free to go out with other women while she was gone, why couldn't she have some fun too?

After all, Nancy reasoned to herself, it isn't as if I'm going to do anything really wrong. It's only a picnic, and I'm not even alone with Jim.

Tired by the buffeting they had received from the surf, Jim and Nancy soon left the water. Walking along the beach toward the rocks where the families had been earlier, the pair talked about themselves as they gathered wood far the fire. "I hope you'll forgive me for asking, and I know that it's none of my business, but what's a gorgeous doll like you doing out here on vacation without your old man?"

Nancy stopped in her tracks at the question. A few months ago she neyer would have considered coming to California alone, much less going out with a stranger. Yet things had gotten so bad between her and Rick that here she was.

"Hey, I didn't mean to upset you," Jim said as he reached over and put his arm around her shoulder. "It's really none of my business, I was just poking my nose in where it doesn't belong. I'm really sorry."

The sincerity of Jim's tone touched Nancy, and she smiled up at him with pools of tears standing in her eyes. "It's pretty simple," she answered. "We haven't been getting along lately, and I came out here to sort things out. No big mystery. But I don't feel like talking about it."

Nancy began walking among the rocks again, and Jim dropped his arm from her shoulder. "I really am sorry. I didn't mean to bring up anything unpleasant. I just meant that if I were your husband, I'd stick pretty close to keep the competition away. That's all."

Nancy did not respond but looked up at Jim's face and smiled. They walked on in silence for some time gathering scraps of driftwood and leftovers from other fires. In time, they turned back toward Cindy and Lenny. By the time they reached the other couple they were talking and laughing again. Nancy's mood had passed, and she was determined to have a good time.

Lenny had opened a bottle of wine and offered a plastic cup to Nancy. She walked up and dumped her load of wood onto the sand beside the fire.

"Oh, I don't drink much. Someone else can have that," Nancy said.

"There's plenty more where that came from, so go ahead and take it. Besides, the sun's going down soon, and you'll need it to keep you warm until the fire's hot," replied Lenny as he filled another cup and handed it to Jim.

Cindy and Nancy busied themselves spreading the blankets and setting out food from the hamper as Lenny and Jim worked on the fire. Soon the rife was blazing brightly, and the young couples began to eat the supper they had brought with them.

Talking and laughing, Lenny refined their wineglasses several times, and Nancy could feel the warmth of the liquid spreading through her body. It felt so good to be relaxed and having some harmless fun instead of worrying about Rick, his drinking problem, and all of the seemingly endless difficulties of their marriage.

Nancy noticed Lenny and Cindy as they began to snuggle against each other in the waning light of dusk. As she watched the couple across the fire, Nancy felt a familiar stirring deep within her pussy. The sight of their caresses acted like a drug upon her.

Lenny began to kiss Cindy's face beginning at her forehead and working down to her eyes, temple, cheek before moving to her neck. As his kisses ranged up and down Cindy's neck below her ear, Lenny glanced over to where Jim and Nancy were sitting and winked at Jim.

The sight of the handsome couple sitting across the fire inflamed her. As she watched Lenny's mouth and hands teasing Cindy's body, she could almost feel the sensations in her own tender, yearning cunt. When Jim slipped his arm around her waist, Nancy did not pull away.

Nancy and Jim sat for a while enjoying the fire, and Jim did not move his arm or try to kiss her. Although Nancy pretended not to be watching the other couple, she could not take her eyes off their increasingly passionate embraces.

The burning in her pussy was becoming more and more urgent, and Nancy was relieved when Jim suggested taking a walk. At least taking a walk along the beach would tear her away from watching the other couple. Jim stood up and extended his hands to help Nancy to her feet. As she rose Jim continued to hold one of Nancy's hands and led her down the beach.

Walking down the beach, the beautiful young woman responded to the prickling, burning itch in her crotch by squeezing her legs together to rub her outer pussylips against her throbbing clit. Moving behind a large outcropping of rocks, Jim pulled Nancy to him and gave her a slow, tender kiss. She had not expected Jim's movement and at first responded to his kiss as if he bad been her husband kissing her. But soon she regained her senses and stiffened her body to pull away from the embrace. Jim, however, did not intend to let her go so easily and simply tightened his hold on her and increased the intensity of his kisses.