Holiday Disaster

This story comes with a few cautionary notes.

It is pure fantasy, and is unlikely to represent anyone's reality, past or present.

There are divorces but no BTB. It is long winded and crosses into a number of characters' lives.

It is written in my clunky wooden style, as that simply is my skill set. I do not use an editor as have found the process in the past, to be too difficult and people unreliable. If you can get past the grammar and punctuation, would hope it is still reasonably coherent.

I welcome all comments. The complements, the critical and the inane.

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The Humiliation.

The sun shines brightly through the balcony doors of my mini suit. I look across lustfully at the goddess lying next to me in bed. All five foot eleven of her. With her flowing long blonde hair, full figured body, with all those magnificent curves in exactly the right places.

Reaching out, I run my hand gently down her naked body, which causes her to emit a little purr. Down her back and across her bum, she slightly spreads her legs and moves one knee up the bed. This has the effect of exposing her pussy that is covered with light tufts of blonde hair that she keeps well-manicured.

Ever so gently I run my fingers over her pussy lips and opening. Before settling on her magic button. Giving it a little flick, then so, so slowly starting to circle it with my finger. Her purring has now changed to a low moan. Her breathing is now more of a pant.

Rolling on to her side, giving me the perfect view of those DD breasts. Her nipples are standing up, making it more than obvious that she is clearly aroused.

"Really! You want to start this now?" My beautiful wife asks. "You didn't get enough last night." Kate giggles. As she reaches out and takes hold of my rock hard cock.

Last night, she had been wild, totally uninhibited, as we had fucked and sucked into the wee hours of the morning.

I have no idea what Kate see's in me, not only is she gorgeous beyond belief. Kate is also astonishingly smart. A junior partner in one of the city's biggest law firms.

Me, I work construction. No, I do not own the company, I am not a wealthy builder developing properties. I work construction, for about eighty thousand a year. At five foot eight, I look fat but I am not. I am barrel chest with a big bum, huge powerful arms and legs. A legacy of working construction all my life. Keep my hair cut short and wear my cap on backwards.

At thirty six, I am two years Kate's senior and really, I have no idea what she sees in me. Kate gives my cock another gentle squeeze. At seven inch's it is on the large side of average. However it is really thick, which Kate seems to enjoy.

"So" She says. "I thought you were going on another shore excursion today?"

We have been cruising the Mediterranean for the past week. On holiday with Kate's sister, Holly and husband Stephen Nicolls. You haven't heard of Stephen Nicolls, he owns and runs the biggest Real Estate Company in the state.

The other three are over excursions, Rome had been the last straw for them. Unbearably hot and the crowds, just unbelievable. No matter how amazing the sites and history, they have simply had enough.

However I am keen to see Naples and head on up to Pompeii. With some reluctance, I kiss my wife, before getting out of bed, showering and heading off on my adventure.

It is gone one thirty by the time I am back on board. Making my way to our cabin to find that Kate is not there, though really hadn't expected her to be. With roaming switched off on our phones, I cannot ring her but I can text.

"Hey babe, were you hiding." I type.

I listen as I hear Kates phone go off by the bed, as she hasn't taken it with her. Again not surprising if she is up by one of the pools. Though the ship is huge, most of it is cabins. If I trawl the pools, bars and restaurants, it shouldn't take me long to find her.

Half an hour later, I have not only not found Kate, I haven't come across Holly or her husband either. Never mind, I am hungry so I head off to the Horizons Restaurant for a little lunch.

After a quick bite, I head back out by the pool, where this time I see Holly. She is the spitting image of her sister, only four years older. Holly is wearing a red bikini, that I am sure has grabbed the attention of every red blooded male pool side and probably half the women.

I wander over. "Hey sexy lady" I declare.

Holly is a little startled. "Shit... Oh Joe... What are you doing back...? I thought... Aren't you meant to...didn't you go...?" She sounds really fluster. My, 'Hey sexy lady,' has really thrown her off balance.

I know if I start telling her about my trip she is only going to stop listening, as she really has little interest... So I don't bother to explain that I actually hadn't taken the ships organised excursion but instead headed off on my own. Catching the train to Pompeii and taking a private tour, seeing all I wanted to see, then catching the train back, some three and half hours quicker than the official tour.

Sitting myself down in the deck chair beside my very beautiful sister in-law, I ask. "Holly, you haven't seen Kate, have you?"

For just a fleeting second, I think I notice a look, before Holly says. "She was just here a while ago. She said something about going to...um." Holly holds up the book she is reading. "Sorry babe, I wasn't really listening."

"That's ok. I'll keep looking, maybe head back to the cabin." I say.

Before I can go, Holly asks. "Can you be a darling and rub some lotion on my back?" As she passes me they sun block, then rolls over on to her tummy.

I rub lotion on to her shoulders and down her back. "Legs to, please." She whispers.

I rub over her thighs and down her calves. As I come back up, Holly spreads her legs, not only exposing her white inner thighs but a very pronounced camel toe, where the red bikini is stretched tight over her pussy.

I am feeling more than a little awkward and I am sure Holly is well aware of the fact. As she is more than aware of her exposed pussy and camel toe. Both she and Kate would think this funny.

Holly rolls back over. "Sorry babe, I shouldn't tease. It's only that you are such a great guy and make it so easy." She giggles. Before taking the lotion from me, then starts to seductively rub it onto her chest. More embarrassment for me, more giggles from Holly.

Again I am about to leave, when Holly asks. "Just one more favour for your favourite sister. Can you get me another Vodka Pina Colada?" As she holds up her empty glass.

"Ok, anything for my only sister."

"Favourite sister" she corrects. As I walk away. "Oh and don't make me drink alone." She calls out.

When I return with the drinks, the cocktail for Holly and a light beer for myself. Holly is busily texting on her phone. Her husband I guess but I don't ask.

I quickly finish my beer and this time make my escape. Thirty minutes later when I finally circle back to Holly, I still haven't found Kate. "Have you seen Kate?" I ask.

"You just missed her before." Then she points over towards the pool, where Kate is just getting out. As she flicks her hair back, water dripping from her bikini clad body, Kate makes her way over to us. What a sight.

Wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her wet body to mine, she lands a big wet sloppy kiss on my lips. I have no idea what this incredible creature sees in me.

Finally we head back to the cabin, just in time to shower and dress for dinner. It is formal night. Kate is wearing a long blue cocktail dress, with a plunging neckline and low strappy back, simply stunning. Even I scrub up alright, in my Armani dinner suit and black bow tie.

As I adjust my tie, I give Kate my version of a sexy look and say. "Bond. James Bond."

Along with a giggle, it also gets me a very sensual and sexy kiss from my beautiful wife.

I sense Kate is horny, something has her aroused. I have seen this before. My guess is, the little pussy rub I had given her this morning, then her spending most of the day parading herself around the pool in that very sexy bikini, has her turned on. The sex to night is going to be something else.

We meet Holly and Stephen for dinner. Holly, like Kate is stunning. Boobs out and plenty of flesh on show. Stephen, well he could be the real James Bond. Tall, dark and handsome. Charming and unbelievably charismatic. Just a shame a little dose of humility doesn't come with what most women would see as the perfect package. It is no surprise he has ended up with a woman like Holly. Oh and he has a nine inch cock. How do I know this? Well, he is always telling everyone one about his big cock. Holly has told Kate that it is true and it is nine inches long. As I said, he could be the real James Bond.

Stephen Nicolls doesn't particularly like me much and barely hides the fact. As for me, mostly I am simply indifferent about the guy, but for the girls sake we are generally civil.

After dinner Kate and I head off to the Wheelhouse bar for drinks and dancing. Holly and 'Bond' head off to the show.

Kate and I are having a great time, so I am a little disappointed when Holly and her husband re-join us after the show. I was enjoying our time alone. However a few more drinks and dances with my sexy wife, I am soon back in the party mood.

Holly wants to dance but Stephen is being a dick and is not interested. So hoping that it might just piss him off, I ask my very sexy, very beautiful sister in-law to dance.

Five songs, two of them very slow and sexy, before we head back to the table. As we approach it looks like Kate and Stephen are arguing but they stop when we get there.

Before we can sit down, Holly presses herself to me and plants a long sensual kiss on my lips. Certainly not one a married woman should be sharing with another guy.

I look to Stephen, kind of hoping this has got under his skin a little. On the contrary, he looks very relaxed and self-assured, smug even. As I said, the real James Bond.

Sitting back down next to Kate, I lean over and whisper. "What was that all about?"

Kate smiles. "She loves you. It was so nice that you took her out to dance." Then it is Kate who is now kissing me, soft and sensual. However she also squeezing my cock at the same time, at least Holly hadn't done that. Now that would have been awkward.

We are no sooner back in our cabin and Kate is tearing my clothes off, well at the same time trying to rid herself of her own. Kate soon has us both naked, and my cock in her mouth. Sucking and teasing me relentlessly.

For now sucking is not what she is really interested in. "Baby I need your big fat cock in me...Please baby, please." Kate desperatly pleads.

Effortlessly I toss Kate back on to the bed. We have been doing this for a long time and I know exactly what she needs and desires. Pushing my cock, spreading her pussy lips, it opens up and takes me to my hilt.

Now three long slow strokes, followed by three short sharp ones aimed perfectly at her G spot. I fall into a well-practised rhythm. This has Kate moaning, at first barely more than a whisper. "Fuck me Joe...Fuck me Joe."

I am well into my work. Kate has her eyes closed and head thrown pack, she has her cum face on. 'Oh joe...Fuck me Joe ...Fuck me...Oh, oh ..." Kate is now wailing and is no longer quiet. I probably should have closed the balcony door.

Then Kate wraps her legs tightly around me and begins to buck. I can feel her pussy muscles tightening around my cock as she begins to cum, long and hard.

"Oh Joe fuck me... Fuck this dirty slut...Make this slut cum...Oh fuck this slut." Kate screams as a second wave engulfs her.

I am a little taken back. That's new, I have never heard Kate call herself a dirty slut before. Our love making has always been uninhibited and wild but I have never thought of, or treated her like a slut.

In one practised motion, I roll over. Kate never comes off my cock, then she lays on my chest, my full seven inch's buried deep inside her, while she recovers.

"Slut?" I ask.

"What..." She replies but adds not more. So I choose to leave it be.

It doesn't take long before Kate once again starts to move. Kate starts slow, before finding her own rhythm. She loves to ride cowgirl, loves to be in control. It is the lawyer in her. Again it starts as a whisper. "Mmm...oh yeah...God I love this big fat cock..."

Kate is now sitting up, her hands pushing firmly down on my chest, as she begins to vigorously ride my cock. One long stroke after another. Slap, slap, slap she ponds me.

Once again Kate has become loud. "Oh Joe I love your cock... Your big beautiful fat cock..." Slap, slap, slap she rides. Oh Joe...Oh Joe...best cock a girl can have...on yeah...I am cuming ...I am cuming baby..."

Again Kate collapses on to my chest. "Wow..." she purrs.

"Best cock a girl can have?" I ask.

"What?" she again replies.

"You said, best cock a girl can have."

"It is..." Kate pauses to take a long inquiring look at me. "You know I wasn't a virgin when we met..." She laughs.

I say nothing but give a little nod, and Kate continues. "I wasn't a complete slut, not like Holly, but I had my share of cock, but none as good as your big fat monster."

"So best cock a girl has had and not can have." I say. I know it is semantics, but words are Kate's craft.

Kate's answer is to distract me. Sliding down my body, she swallows my cock and begins to tease it with her tongue. In less than two minutes I am cuming in her mouth and have completely forgotten about has had and can have. Like the previous night we continue to fuck, well into the early hours.

The sun shines brightly through the balcony doors of my mini suit. Kate is sound asleep still. I take a quick shower and head up to Horizons for breakfast. There is no sign of Holly and Stephen.

Back in the cabin I get ready for the days excursion. We are in the port of Livorno, the stepping stone to Florence.

Kate, still half asleep rolls over and smiles at me. "Hey babe."

"Hey beautiful. So what's on your agenda today?" I ask

"Mmm...more sleep, food then pool. Tonight dancing but maybe no fucking if that's ok ...sore pussy." Kate mumbles.

"Ok, I will see you when I get back." With that I kiss my gorgeous wife goodbye and head off.

The plan is the same as yesterday. I am giving the official excursion a miss and intend to make my own way to Florence by train. Only, to get to the train station to find they are not running. Maintenance or a break down I am not sure, my Italian isn't so good and the guy at the station, his English is worse.

The other option is by bus, however with that I am not so sure. A train has a specific start and stopping place, with a bus, that can be anywhere. Again with my poor Italian and my friends, 'non Perla inglese' I am unable to sort it out.

Well over an hour later and with much disappointment, I give up on Florence. I had so wanted to see the David, but it isn't to be. That's life I guess.

Heading off to explore the town of Livorno, I plan to find a café with free Wi-Fi, grab a coffee and one of those fancy pastries the Italians are famous for.

My day out, lasts no more than three hours, before I am back on board. I decide to take the stairs rather than the lift, sometimes it is quicker. I am just half a landing down, when the elevator doors on level nine open and they hop out.

I take the last stairs two at a time as I try to catch up. As I reach the top, I see two of the most beautiful bikini clad woman and James Bond walking away. "Kate" I call out. But they are caught up in their own conversation and do not hear me.

I am nearly right behind them when Holly opens their cabin door, as Kate follows her in, I watch as Stephen Nicolls grabs my wife's ass and as she turns, then gently strokes his cheek. I think, I hear him say. 'Let finish what we started yesterday, before we were rudely interrupted.' I watch as the door closes behind them. I stand there stunned and in shock.

It may have been twenty minutes it may have been five, I have no idea, when Michael the room steward approaches me. "Mr Joe, can I be of some help?"

"Michael. Yes I need to get into the room." I sound more than a little frantic.

"That's Mr and Mrs Nicolls room." He states.

"Yes, they have just gone in with my wife."

"Then you can just knock." He innocently says.

"Look Michael, I am a great tipper. If you let me into the room, my tip will be even bigger. Please." I plead.

"I am sorry Mr Joe, I can't." He gives me a sympathetic smile, before wandering off.

"You are from room 9012." A woman's voice from behind me says.

I turn to see an elderly couple staring at me. "Yes."

"We are from 9014 and that room 9016, is your friends." The man says.

"My wife's sister and her husband." I reply.

"The blondes your wife?" He asks.

"One of them, yes. The other, my sister in-law."

"Hard to tell apart." The woman says.

I just nod and continue to stare at the door.

The elderly man opens their cabin door. "Come on in. If they have left the balcony doors open you can hear everything." He blandly states.

I feel myself blush. I am sure half the boat had heard Kate last night. "Thankyou." Then I follow them in and out on to their balcony.

There is silence. "They must have the door closed" the old guy says.

I drag one of the deck chairs over to the railing. "What are you doing?" the woman says with some alarm.

"I am thinking of climbing up and around the railing." I growl.

'It is a shame we don't have a key to this door in the dividing screen." The old guy says somewhat mater-of-factly.

I look at the door, then the lock. It is a simple privacy lock and I am in luck, the release tap is on this side of the door.

"Suppose you don't have a screwdriver?" I ask.

The old guy goes back inside and comes out with a small Swiss army knife. I look at him and then the knife. "Security let me keep it. Said it was too small to do any harm." He says in way of an explanation.

I open the blade, press the tap and the handle is off. I take out the little screwdriver, remove two screws and the barrel is free. Put the screwdriver into the latching mechanisms, turn and the door opens. All done in under thirty seconds.

I thank the old couple and then approach the closed balcony door. I pull the handle and it slides quietly open. I can hear Kate as I step into the cabin.

"Oh yeah... oh fuck yeah..." She is moaning.

Kate is on her back, legs spread wide apart. Eyes closed, head flung back. She has her cum face on. Nicolls is driving his cock into her. It is all of nine inches. The fact that it is quite thin, makes it look even bigger.

Oh fuck yeah..." Kate continues to moan.

Standing behind Nicolls is the beautiful Holly, she is wearing a big pink strap on dick and is pegging her husband's ass. As Nicolls pulls out, Holly drives in, as he drives forward, Holly pulls back. They are in total sync, it is obvious this is not the first time they have done this.

I take out my phone and take pictures before starting to video the action. I move within a few feet of them before I speak. Surprisingly calmly I say. "So what's going on here then?"

Holly lets out a guttural scream, and the big pink strap on dick makes a loud popping sound as it come out of Nicolls ass.

Kate eyes fly open. "Oh no...Oh no...Oh no..." She repeats over and over as she franticly tries to get out from under Stephen Nicolls and is nine inch cock.

As for Stephen Nicolls, he just smugly smiles as he continues to fuck my wife.

Holly is the next to speak. "Joe what are you doing here?" It is a ridiculous question, a simply reflex on Holly's part.

Smiling sweetly at her, I reply. "Why, am I not invited?"

Kate has finally freed herself from Nicolls and his huddled up in the corner, using a pillow to try and hide her nakedness from me. "Joe this is not what it looks like. Please Joe..." Another ridiculous statement.