Mary’s Adventure, Final Part [FF][FM]

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EPILOGUE – FRIDAY

I woke up slowly, not to any alarm or loud noise, but a gentle realization that I was not alone. Granted, Gina had been with me all night, as far as I knew, but in the morning light, with her warm, naked body pressed against my back, I slowly returned to conversation, as relaxed and, frankly, as happy as I could ever remember being. I laid there for a long while, staring out the window on the sunny paradise that I had been reborn into over the past week. In twelve hours or less, I couldn’t see a clock from where I was, I would be back home, back to housework and dutiful living and…and Frank.

Mary’s Adventure, Part 5.5 of 6 [FFM]

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It didn’t take much convincing to get Alberto to join us back at our towel after the two bullies went their own way, finding themselves low on ammunition. Gina was more insistent that he join us than I was, though I certainly didn’t mind. I laid back on the towel to resume my tanning while Gina and Alberto became acquainted. Gina was quietly flirting with him, clearly interested in our new friend on a purely physical level. In the mean time, I let my mind wander to our kiss. He hadn’t been as passionate or as skilled as R, but it had been more personal. Maybe it was just because I knew Alberto’s name, but R’s kiss was beautifully urgent and filled with lust, like something out of a movie, but Alberto’s had been phenomenally real, searching for meaning and fulfillment. Like apples and oranges, there was no way for me to say which one I enjoyed more. There was definitely an allure to Alberto’s style that left me longing to explore it further.

Mary’s Adventure, Part 5 of 6 [FFM]

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CHAPTER 5 – WEDNESDAY

“Frank, I sinned with another man, and I’m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me, but this place is amazing, and he was amazing, and he made me feel like you never…”

Writing an “I’m sorry I cheated on you” text to my husband was the hardest part about cheating on him.

“Frank, I sinned with another man, and I’m so sorry. There’s no excuse for what I did, and I deserve whatever scorn you have for me. I intend to behave myself…”

The words on the screen were hollow, not exactly the best adjective for an apology. Worse yet, they were a lie. I was sorry, knowing that what I’d done would hurt him to the core, but I really couldn’t imagine behaving myself now.
“Frank, I sinned with another man, and I’m so sorry, but he was so hot and had a massive…”

Best not to go there.

“Frank, I sinned with another man, and he gave me the most incredible orgasm…”

“Frank, I sinned with another man, and he did things for me that you never would…”

Mary’s Adventure, Part 4.5 of 6 [FM]

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I blinked a few times, breathing hard. I heard R’s deep, beautiful, kind laughter, and I was suddenly aware that I wasn’t holding the wine glass any more. I looked over at R, who was holding both, smiling a comforting smile. “Are you alright? The wine can sneak up on you if you are not prepared for it.” I just smiled. He was gorgeous, and we were alone. I should have had one foot on the brakes, ready to keep things under control, should the need arise. Fuck the brakes. We both knew what we were doing, why I was here. I half leaned in, half fell forward, either way, I ended up where I wanted to be, pressed against R’s surprisingly firm chest. He chuckled as I rubbed my hands over his torso, from his firm chest to his ribs to his rippling abs, where my hand lingered. I whimpered, involuntarily, recalling Frank’s slightly flabby stomach. I looked up, my hand flat against his stomach. He looked down at me, his smile somewhat faded, but that energy still in his eyes. In that moment, I was very happy we weren’t on a first name basis. With his physique and those eyes, through the drunken haze, if I’d had a name to hold on to, I might have just fallen in love. For now, lust was the ruling impulse as I closed the distance and placed my lips against the lips of a man who was not my husband’s for the first time since well before we had been married. It felt good. So good, I almost wept. It had been so long since I’d been kissed with half the passion R was pouring into our connection. I drunkenly climbed into his lap, straddling him, without breaking our connection. I got a small jolt, remembering that I had not worn panties, feeling the fabric of his pants against my bare pussy was a definite thrill, and when I realized I could feel him hardening beneath me, I began gyrating my hips involuntarily.

Mary’s Adventure, Part 4 of 6 [FM]

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CHAPTER 4 – TUESDAY

“You’re staring.”

“Hm?”

“Mary, you’re staring at him.” Gina wasn’t wrong, but to be fair, he was staring at me, too. The silver fox from the lobby, or “R”, as he’d credited himself, was sitting by himself across the hotel café with his coffee and his newspaper. Okay, maybe he wasn’t staring at me, but he was certainly stealing glances at every opportunity. He was certainly something else. Tall and broad shouldered, he was easily in his mid to late 40s, but in excellent shape, clearly evident under his dress shirt that was just tight enough to be alluring, with chiseled features, a strong jaw and cheekbones, perfectly straight, white teeth he showed off with a show stopping smile every time the waitress stopped by to fill up his coffee. I found myself getting slightly jealous when he’d flirt with her, but his pale blue eyes always ended up back on me. His silver hair was thick and healthy, combed back without a hair out of place. This crystal clear look at him, as opposed to the passing glance I’d stolen and barely remembered in the lobby, was doing nothing to stop the incessant fantasies clawing at my brain.

Mary’s Adventure, Part 3 of 6 [FM]

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CHAPTER 3 – MONDAY

I held the sturdy cardstock in my hand, studying it. Every pen stroke to every letter of every word. I rolled the wording around in my head, trying to imagine the voice that went to the author, what kind of accent he had, where he was from.
I had an admirer. The very idea set my heart aflutter, never mind the fact that he had admired me over the infinitely sexier, desirable Gina, who had been just a few steps away. I’d never had an admirer before. Even Frank had been a chance encounter. We’d been the only two people to show up to a campus event for a Christian organization. I had almost not come at all, and he’d only come because he’d had other plans that fell through at the last minute. We talked about this and that for hours, losing track of time until a janitor came by and kicked us out so that he could lock the building up. From that point on, we’d just kind of been a couple. But this man, this R, was a true, honest admirer. It made me feel like I was in a fairy tale.

Mary’s Adventure, Part 2 of 6 [FM]

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CHAPTER 2: SUNDAY
I couldn’t remember exactly how I’d ended up back in bed. After Gina’s display the night before, my world had gone blank, lost to sinful, lustful thoughts. The better part of my mind took hold in the morning light, though, and although I certainly adored the feeling of the soft mattress and blankets against my bare skin, a part of me was ashamed of my nudity. That didn’t keep me from lingering in bed for longer than I was used to. At home, as soon as I woke up, I was on the move, preparing Frank’s lunch, getting a head start on cleaning and planning errands for the day. In St. Bart’s, there was nothing pressing for me to do, so, against my instincts to get up and go, or even to get some clothes on, I stretched under the soft sheets and settled in. I even managed to doze off again briefly, something I hadn’t done since college, until a knock at my door brought me back from the brink of sleep. By the time I was back to fully aware, the door was already opening, causing me to huddle even more under the blankets, suddenly very awake and keenly aware of my nudity, not to mention the memory of a very naked man who, last I knew, was still in the suite.