Cheating While on Honeymoon

I was on my honeymoon with my husband. We had just married, both at 18. We dated for all of high school. We knew we were ready, and I knew he was the one.

We had a hotel on the beach, we didn’t have a view of the ocean from our window, but we didn’t care. We were together, that is all that matters.

My new husband, Owen, was in the shower. We had so much sex, he could barely get hard anymore. The shower will give him some time to recover.

I had drank a lot of wine throughout the day. Feeling carefree, I slipped on a tight white t-shirt and a white g-string bikini. I didn’t bother finding a bra. My nipples could be seen through my shirt. I put on my ring, grabbed a glass, and I walked barefoot to the ice machine.

*We’re on vacation, who cares if a stranger sees me? No one from home will see me looking all slutty.*

My hair is long, brown, and wavy. My skin is pale, my eyes are big and green. I was quite slim with a narrow waist, wide hips, and a nice ass. I felt so sexy and free. Walking down the hallway; I saw an awkward, skinny, nerdy man in his 20s. He looked at me. I smiled at him. I swayed my hips as I walked past.

When I got to ice machine; there was a handsome man with dark hair, a chiseled jaw, fit, about an inch taller than Owen, a little tanned, maybe in his 40s; by a vending machine, holding a bottle of coke, he seemed to have just bought. All of a sudden, I felt very self-conscious, realizing how weird it was to walk around this slutty.

‘How are you doing tonight, miss?’ the man said, with a perfect smile.

I felt really shy. ‘I’m good, I’m just grabbing some ice and I’m going back to my husband.’

‘Nice,’ he said. ‘He’s a lucky man.’

I giggled a little. I filled up my glass full of ice.

‘Let me walk you back to your room, keep you safe for your husband, you’re barely dressed,’ he said, still smiling.

‘Sure,’ I replied. ‘Thank you.’

We started walking down the hallway.

‘What’s your name?’ he asked.

‘It’s Courtney.’

‘Cute name, I’m Ethan’.

I was still pretty buzzed off the wine. I was focusing hard on not coming off as an idiot as we were talking. We got to a turn in the hallway. I suddenly realized we walked by my door, without me even noticing.

‘Hey, sorry, we walked past my room.’ I said, blushing.

‘Too cute,’ he laughed. ‘Hey, is your room facing the ocean?’

‘It isn’t.’

He pulled me towards a nearby door and opened it. From the doorway, I could see his window had a great scenic view of the ocean.

‘Wow, that’s a much nicer view than I have!’ I exclaimed.

Somehow, the ocean and beach looked more majestic from just the 2nd floor. I entered his room, walked to the window, and stared out into the distance, admiring the waves under the evening sky.

Ethan came in behind me and closed the door. He took my glass with ice, made two rum and cokes, and came to the window to stand beside me. He handed my glass back.

We chinked our glasses together. The alcohol tasted very strong when I sipped.

‘I normally don’t drink a lot,’ I said.

‘Oh, yeah?’

‘Yeah, my dad is a drunk. He never turned his life around after the divorce. I’m just drinking cuz it’s my honeymoon,’ I said, unsure if I was starting to slur my words. ‘He’s kind of a bum.’

‘I went through something similar,’ he said. ‘I got divorced too, lost my job at the same time. But I turned my life around. I cut back on my drinking. Got a new wife. Got a better job. Now, I’m making 6 figures a year.’

‘How did you do it?’

‘I went to my daughter for help. She gave me the emotional support and love I needed to fix myself.’

‘You have a daughter?’ *I wish my dad would have cut back his drinking for me.*

‘Yes, about your age.’ He takes out his phone. He shows a picture of him with two very pretty women. ‘This is me with my daughter and the other one is my second wife.’ I noticed in the picture that the wife had a much better ring than me. I also noticed the wife looked like she was in her 20s.

‘Hey, since my phone is open, you should give me your number. I would love to have your advice, from time to time, on how I could be a better father towards my daughter.’

‘Sure,’ I replied. Ethan seems like a real good guy. He handed me his phone.

‘She has a real nice ring,’ I said, as I finished entering my name and number. I forgot to put a ‘u’ in my name. ‘Your wife in the picture.’

‘I like yours,’ he said.

‘No, you don’t,’ I giggled. ‘My hubby had to borrow money to buy it. It was one of the cheaper ones. We could barely afford this hotel.’

‘Let me see it,’ he said. ‘It doesn’t look that cheap.’

I slid my ring off my finger and handed it to him. He got up to see the ring better under a light.

‘Yeah, I mean it’s an OK ring,’ he said. ‘I would never buy jewelry this cheap. But if your husband is poor, it’s pretty decent.’

I put the drink down on the nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed. *Owen is probably out of the shower by now. I should go back to him. I’ll chug this drink and head back to our room. I shouldn’t be in some man’s room wearing a g-string*. I look at Ethan, I start staring and admiring how handsome he is.

I grab my drink. As I go for a sip, the glass slips from my hand. I accidentally spill a whole lot of the rum and coke onto my shirt, his bed and floor.

‘Shit,’ I said standing up. ‘I’m so so so sorry.’

‘You’re adorable,’ he chuckled. He walked closer and looked at me. The spill made my breasts completely visible through the shirt. He stood there, just staring at me. The way he looked at me, excited me. I could hear some men talking loudly in the hallway. I glanced out to the ocean through the window and then I looked back at Ethan. He pulled me into a hug. He rested his head against mine. His hand rested on my back. He slowly slid it down to my butt, gently squeezing it, then rubbing it. My lips started quivering, waiting for his kiss. *This is wrong.* I push him away.

‘I’m sorry, I just got married!’ I quickly headed for the door.

‘Courtney!’

I stop and turned to look at him.

‘Let me give you back your ring.

*Shit*. ‘Thanks, I forgot.’

‘And let me give you a clean shirt. There’s people in the hallway. Your tits are visible through the wet shirt.’

‘OK,’ I replied. My head feeling a little numb.

He tossed me a black shirt, men’s size large. I went in the bathroom. Changed into it. The shirt smelled like he had worn it, recently. I felt so small in his shirt. The shirt completely covered my butt. I came out.

Ethan smiled. ‘Let’s wait for your shirt to dry. We can watch the sunset together. I won’t try to seduce you.’

‘I should go. My husband is probably freaking out. I’ve been gone too long.’

‘I used to watch sunsets with my daughter. Please, stay for a few minutes. I see a lot of her personality in you. I won’t touch your ass again.’

‘OK, I’ll stay for a few minutes,’ I relented. Ethan seemed like the man my father was supposed to be.

We stood by the window watching the sunset. Some time passed. Ethan put his arm on my shoulder. ‘This has been a great evening, Courtney. Thanks for sharing it with me.’

I blushed. I couldn’t think of anything to say. He moved behind me, wrapped his arms around my belly. He pushed his crotch into my butt. I felt frozen, I couldn’t think of what to say. I felt his erection in his pants growing against my ass. I stared out at the sunset, trying to think of a way to shut this down. I looked down and saw a group of three men sitting on the beach. One looked up at us.

‘You’re the perfect girl, Courtney.’ He put a hand under the shirt I was wearing and tickled my belly. I let out a giggle.

‘The sun has almost set,’ I said, suddenly feeling a little more relaxed. ‘I thought you weren’t going to seduce me.’

‘I can’t help myself,’ Ethan said, teasingly. ‘I started thinking how soft your skin was when I rubbed your ass earlier.’

Both his hands were now under my shirt. He reached up and squeezed both my breasts.

‘Ethan, stop, I’m married,’ I said, while giggling.

He whispered into my ear, still fondling my breasts. ‘You’re so hot, Courtney. I need to make love to you. Don’t deny me this. I love you. I need your body. You are so sexy, you drive me wild!’

I was feeling all warm and mushy inside. I tilted my head back on his shoulder, turned towards his face. He kissed me, slow and deep. He slid one hand under my bikini and started fingering me. He started grinding his erection against my ass. I let out a moan. He whispered into my ear.

‘Take the shirt off.’

I obeyed. I took the shirt off. He still had his hand fingering my pussy. He pushed me with his free hand into the window. My boobs pressed into the glass, gliding up and down as he fingered me. I looked down and saw the three men from before looking up and watching us.

I pushed away from the window and pulled him towards the bed. I fell onto my back, and he went on top of me. He kissed me hard. He got up, took his shirt off. He reached down and pulled my bikini off. He took his pants and underwear off, revealing his large boner. *He’s bigger than Owen*, I thought. He climbed back on top of me and put his penis in my pussy, and started slowly thrusting.

‘You’re so hot Courtney, oh Courtney, I love you!’

‘I love you,’ I blurt out. I feel guilty saying these words. Ethan’s cock feels so good, making the guilt a little bearable.

‘You’re so fucking sexy,’ he says back. Pounding me a little harder. My eyes start rolling back.

‘Pound me harder, daddy,’ I moaned. *Daddy? I never said that during sex before. Where did that come from?*

‘Yes, babygirl,’ he starts pounding faster. It hurts a little, but still feels good.

Ethan pulls his dick out and cums all over my stomach. He stands up. I go down and lick some cum off his cock. It had a saltier taste than Owen’s.

‘Thanks, babe,’ Ethan said. I just smile. He grabs his phone and snaps a pic of me naked on my knees.

I grabbed the black shirt and my bikini bottom. I quickly got dressed. Ethan gave me a hard spank.

‘I knew you were a slut,’ he said.

We both laugh. I didn’t know I was a slut, this was the first time I ever cheated.

‘Hey, I’ll call you later,’ he said. ‘Let’s meet up one more time before we leave.’

‘I’d like that,’ I said smiling. I gave him a kiss and I start to head towards the door.

‘Wait,’ Ethan says. He brings my ring and puts it back on my finger.

‘Oh shit, thanks!’ I give him one last kiss in gratitude, and left.

I walked down the hallway. I saw a man walking towards me with his wife. I winked at him, swaying my hips as I walked towards my door. *I feel real good*, I thought.

I got back to my room.

‘Where have you been?!’ Owen demanded. ‘What happened to you?!’

I glanced at the mirror on the wall. My hair was completely disheveled. He’s probably wondering where I got this black shirt from.

‘Sorry, it’s a long story,’ I said. I swished down some wine, to get the taste of cum out of my mouth.

I came to Owen and kissed him. I started making love to him. I’ll think of an explanation, once we’re finished.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/lw43qm/cheating_while_on_honeymoon