Hotel beach on a Caribbean island. I'm there with missus Rebecca. Black guy comes over and starts chatting up my wife. Ignoring me completely. She's loving it. Giggling and laughing with him. Everyone on the beach can see what's happening. Eventually they go off together to our hotel room. About an hour later they come back. She's walking a bit gingerly and looks quite red in the face. They have a deep kiss and then part. Again everyone on the beach can see what's going on. She lies down seemingly exhausted. Says nothing. I say nothing. I am a bit stunned as
This goes on for the rest of the holiday. Sometimes the same guy sometimes different. Once word gets around there is no shortage of lovers.
The holiday carries on as before – wifey getting chatted up during the day by the studs on the beach and going off for quick sex sessions and coming back.
One time it happens my curiosity gets the better of me and I go and peek in through the slatted windows. She's being taken from behind very hard. Much harder than I can manage without coming immediately. She's making noises I've never heard from her before. I slink away but can clearly hear her coming loudly as I walk back to the beach.