Jessica Adair - Wife on vacation

Passed-out, she told herself.

For a while she sat beside him thinking about the events of the evening. They certainly confined her worst fears about her deteriorating relationship with Rick. When they had married less than a year ago she never would have dreamed that such terrible things would happen between them.

The kind, loving, and solicitous man she had married had become a cruel, unfeeling beast… at least when he was drinking. She felt lonely, desperate, and helpless.

After a half-hearted attempt to wake her slumbering husband, Nancy went alone to bed.

The dark-haired girl reached over and took her cousin's hand as Nancy recounted the sad tale of the past few months of her marriage.

"Don't let it get you down," advised Cindy. "I'm sure Rick loves you. And since you both love each other, there must be a way to work things out. It won't take Rick long to realize that he hasn't been treating you like he should."

"Do you really think so? I've been feeling so hopeless. If only I could get him to realize that there is a problem, then perhaps…" Nancy's voice trailed off in a tone of despair.

"Of course I'm sure. As soon as he starts missing you, he'll realize what a terrific wife he had and that he'd better start treating you better if he wants to keep you. L.A. is filled with guys that would love to have a chance with a pretty chick like you. My advice is to rein, forget about it for a while, and have some fun while you're here."

Nancy was silent for a few minutes, thinking. She couldn't expect an instant solution to her problems.

I might as well have some fun while I'm at it, she thought.

Nancy made up her mind to stop brooding and enjoy the time she had with her favorite cousin. They had a lot of catching up to do.

At Cindy's apartment they made lunch and sat talking about old times.

After a while, Cindy suggested that they change into their swimsuits and go out by the pool to enjoy the sun. Cindy had cleated space for her cousin's clothes in the large closet in the bedroom, so both girls went there to change. Cindy watched her young cousin approvingly as the two women slipped into their suits.

"Well," Cindy said, "the ol' bod is still in great shape, but something will have to be done about that fish-belly-white skin of yours. It will never pass muster in California."

Nancy blushed as she realized that Cindy had watched her changing. Feeling suddenly shy and somewhat embarrassed, she grabbed her sunglasses and a towel and hurried toward the door.

"In that case, what are we waiting for?" Nancy asked.

The pool area was crowded with other sun worshipers like themselves. As the two women walked toward a row of empty deck chairs, several people called out in greeting to Cindy.

Cindy had said that Southern California was very friendly, and it certainly seemed to be. One man in his late thirties, who was sitting in the midst of a group of younger women, called to them as they passed.

"Hey, gorgeous, who is that with you? We could use some new action like that around here."

Nancy blushed again as she heard the man's reference to her, but Cindy just laughed and waved to him. "Don't let Jack bother you. He's really quite harmless and rather nice. He just gets a little boisterous sometimes."

Just before they reached the empty chairs, Cindy stopped to introduce Nancy to two men who were sitting at a table playing backgammon. Lenny was blonde, blue eyed and very muscular, while Jim was taller and rather dark.

Jim had a broad, engaging smile that appeared as soon as he saw the cousins approaching. As she made the introductions, Cindy explained that Nancy would be visiting for a while, and Jim hastened to offer his services as a tour guide. After a few additional pleasantries were exchanged, the two women moved off toward the chairs.

"Lenny and I have been seeing quite a lot of each other lately," explained Cindy. "He and Jim are best friends and roommates. They're almost always together. Sometimes I wonder which one I have a date with."

The two women had been lying in the bright sunshine for more than half an hour before Lenny came over to ask Cindy to go for a swim. The warmth of the sun had almost lulled Nancy to sleep. Her eyes were closed and she had not realized that Jim had joined her until he startled her by speaking.

"If you don't turn over soon, you're going to look like a lobster." He laughed. "You had better take it easy for the first few days. As fair as you are, you'll try otherwise."

As she rolled over and looked up at the darkly handsome young man, she was surprised at her own interest in him. Pulling one of the empty chairs closer, Jim sat down and began to tell Nancy about himself.

By the time Jim left, Cindy and Lenny had finished their swim and disappeared. Nancy continued to lie in the sun. As she basked lazily in its warmth, her mind drifted aimlessly.

When she turned over onto her back again, the sun's rays seemed to caress her tits and concentrate their heat on her cunt mound. It seemed almost as if the sun were making slow, passionate love to her. She imagined a warm beam of light covering her, enveloping her body, fucking into her pussy.

Although her thoughts were beginning to make her squirm, she continued to luxuriate in the warm sun. Finally, she reluctantly decided that she should go inside to avoid getting too sunburned.

To cool off her thoughts as well as her body, Nancy jumped into the pool and swam a few laps before heading toward her cousin's apartment. Where had Cindy gone? Perhaps she had returned to the apartment, or maybe she had gone to Lenny's. Wherever she was, Nancy knew she could get back into the apartment with the key that Cindy had given her.

By the time she reached the apartment, she was lost in thought. Although she had been trying, she found it impossible to keep from thinking about the problems that had brought about her sudden vacation to California.

The young woman silently inserted the key into the lock and entered the apartment without a word. Still absorbed in her thoughts, Nancy walked toward the bedroom to change out of her wet suit. She was most of the way across the living room before she heard sounds cowing from beyond the doorway.

At first she assumed that Cindy was on the telephone, but then she heard another voice. Something about the tone of the voices kept her from calling out. Instead she walked closer to the partially opened door and peered through the crack.

Cindy and Lenny were naked, and their bodies almost touched as they sprawled across the bed. Embarrassed, she started to turn away and leave the apartment, but she could not. Some force held her transfixed at the door. Nancy was unable to hear what the lovers were saying, but it was clear that they were enjoying themselves very much.

Nancy was fascinated. She had never watched anyone fucking before. Not long after her marriage, Rick had taken her to see a couple of adult movies, but they hadn't interested her very much. She couldn't understand why people made such a fuss over them. At least she hadn't understood until now. The scene before her was truly exciting and certainly better than she had seen in any of the movies.

The two lovers lay side by side, kissing. Lenny's hand moved up and down the body of the young woman from her shoulders to her calves. As his hand began to travel upward along her thigh, he slid it between her legs.

Upon reaching the level where her two thighs touched, he paused to gently massage her soft flesh with his fingertips. Cindy answered by bending one knee and spreading her legs wide enough to allow easy access to her pussy.

Teasing her, Lenny continued stroking her lovely limbs. Slowly his hand moved upward and around her pussy. Once it reached the center of her cunt mound, Lenny used his fingers to rub the outside parts of her pussylips, first with little circular motions then with short thrusts. Although Cindy rolled on the bed and thrust her hips toward his tantalizing fingers, Lenny was careful not to enter her steamy cunt until her pussylips were crimson and swollen.