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A Hotwife Returns (Part 6)

CATCHING A BIG ONE: BOOK 2. After a wild few days of uninhibited play, Jack returns to find Olivia overwhelmed by doubt. As he soothes her fears, his ‘surprise’ guest arrives: Taylor. Her bull is ready to ignite the ultimate fantasy. Passion, reassurance, and raw desire unfold in one unforgettable evening.

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Around noon on Wednesday, with Olivia still sleeping, I was getting hungry. I walked to a nearby restaurant, getting some sandwiches to go.

Before I got back, a text came in from Taylor.

Taylor: Just landed airport. We still on for the surprise at dinner? Jack: Yes. Meet at bar off lobby, near pool. 7:30

That was the one nearest the cabana. I was really looking forward to her getting back together with him. None of the guys this week had a cock anywhere near Taylor’s. All the play up till now was a fun warm-up. I knew for certain that she was ready for the main event.

When I walked back into the cabana, bags of food in hand, Olivia was sitting on the sofa in the main room, crying. I put the food on the kitchen table, then ran over to her.

“What’s the matter?” I asked, wrapping her in my arms.

“You were gone when I woke up. I’m sorry, Jack… just being silly… Afraid you were upset with me.”

“For what?”

“Spending all that time with Barry and the guys.”

“A. I set that up yesterday afternoon. And B. I invited them to spend the night and all day Tuesday. Kicked them out when I was tired of them. Definitely not upset. I had to go out. This resort’s idea of room service is you ordering, then picking it up yourself. I got us some sandwiches. Thought you might be hungry.”

“You’re not upset?”

“I could never stay upset with you, babe. Hall pass… free to do what you want this week… my idea, remember?”

“Leave a note then, okay?” she said, wiping her eyes, following me into the kitchen. I spread out the turkey and beef sandwiches, chips and small salads, and bottles of water.

“Come on, let’s eat. I think you need a break. I certainly do. Let’s go to the beach this afternoon, spend some quality time together, then get all dolled up, go to the bar for drinks and a fancy dinner tonight. A calm evening. What do you say?”

“I’d like that.”

We ate and talked, reviewing the fun activities since we had arrived at the resort. They weren’t kidding about it being a ‘lifestyle’ resort. We laughed together. Everywhere we went, there were guys looking for hook-ups, even at the pool during the day. Scheduled play events peppered the resort calendar.

The guys had entertained Olivia about as much as she wanted. No giant cocks yet, though I knew one was coming! It didn’t matter. Olivia had gotten her fire back. Though there was an undertow of uncertainty. Her crying when I returned told me that, despite how much fun she was having, she was still feeling so far out of her comfort zone that even my unexplained outing for food turned into a major relationship crisis. I needed to calm her down.

“Really, babe. What made you think I’d be upset with you? For god’s sake, we humped with an audience cheering!”

She grinned at that memory, touching my arm. “You gave it to me good for the crowd… I came so hard!”

“And… you were upset… why?” I gave her a spinning motion with my hand to continue.

“I don’t know. Really. When I woke and you weren’t around, I felt like such a shit suddenly, like I had driven you off with this out-of-control lust I’ve been feeling.”

“A. Not a chance you could drive me off. B. Do I need to repeat the hall pass, my idea thing? Getting your lust out of control is why we’re here. Feature, not bug, okay?”

“I’m sorry, Jack. Now that I look back on my fear, it all seems silly. Only…”

“It’s okay, babe. Tell me… you need to get it out.”

“All this play… so much fun… so much pleasure… still, it’s not normal. I can’t help thinking you’re going to change your mind someday, reject me as some kind of slut… or whore… a tramp… all these words kept pounding into me.”

She was crying again as I stepped around the table, holding her. “Should I give you the speech about turning inward this time? Babe… I love you. Want you to be happy. I want you to enjoy the sexual play we started with Rodrigo. That’s why I wanted to come down here.”

I got up to clean the table. Needed a moment to think. Turning toward her again.

“Olivia, I’m not sure why all this play doesn’t make me jealous. It just doesn’t. If you started running around on me at home, leaving me all the time, finding other guys… like Milly did… I might think differently about it. But what we’ve done isn’t like that.”

She was staring at me now. All those growing uncertainties filled her mind. I could see the tears on the very edge of release again.

“Here’s my promise to you,” I started. “Unlike Bob… I ain’t leaving the room. If I were upset about what was going on, I would have drug your fucking ass out of that room, no matter what you thought about it. Your having fun is the most important thing to me, but even then, not at the cost of my hating it. We’re doing this together. Or not. Please trust me on this. I’m not insecure or unwilling to speak my mind. You know that. If I were upset, I would have told you.”

I walked back to her, pulling her up out of the chair into my arms. “And therefore… since I didn’t tell you… then…” that spinning hand again…

She bowed her head. “Then you’re not upset.”

“This is more about you than me, babe. You seem to be upset with yourself!”

“Kind of… I felt bad leaving you for those guys. I understand why you wanted me to do it. Still….” She held me tight, squeezing to emphasize her point. “Jack, let’s not do that anymore. Had fun. Very pleasurable. Just raises my insecurities about us. I don’t want to do that again.”

“Then we agree. Let’s hit the beach.”

She put on that nearly see-through bathing suit and white coverlet. We packed up some necessities, like suntan lotion, and then headed for the beach. The suit was only for the transit anyway. We were heading to the nude beach on the edge of the property. I wanted to show off my hotwife.

After sunning most of the afternoon, playing around in the water, laughing and joking about what had happened since we arrived, my beloved got her joy back. She finally understood I was not upset, nor would be, and I accepted we would stay together for the rest of the trip. No more trips with guys on her own.

We came back to the cabana, took a shower and a brief nap. Then came out ready for our big night on the town. Tonight, I encouraged her to wear the long sleeve A-line mini dress. It was elegant, yet very sexy. It revealed her luscious breasts through the sheer material, with a small clasp at the back the only thing holding it together. Easy to remove!

We walked into the bar off the lobby at about 7 o’clock. I was so keyed up for our friend that I almost spilled the beans about what was coming. Luckily, our time at the bar included lots of interaction. Two of the guys from Barry’s group came in. We chatted with them for a bit, then Harry came over to say hi. It was old home week… at least for former sleeping partners!

I kept looking at the clock, wondering when he would actually show. Abruptly, I heard a shriek from Olivia, right in the middle of the surrounding group. She flew across the room, seeing Taylor as he entered the bar.

“What are you doing here?” She asked as she hugged him in her arms.

“Same as you,” Taylor chuckled. “Wanting to have some fun.”

“Jack, look who’s here. Taylor, Rodrigo’s friend.”

“Good to see you again, Taylor,” I said, shaking his hand. It was the first time I had seen him since the threesome. I was genuinely happy to see him.

We waved goodbye to the people who had gathered at the bar and walked over to grab a table.

For the next hour, we caught up on news and what each of us had been up to. I said nothing about our playing since we arrived, figuring Olivia would be more comfortable in revealing that. She did. In exquisite detail. Harry and his friend, the blowjobs near the pool, Barry’s group for two straight days. Even about my sucking the cock that night.

That last made him cringe, but Taylor kept looking at me like, ‘Why did you need me?’ His laughter at her stories was genuine. You could tell his attention was increasingly being drawn to the nothing she was wearing, and the sexual openness represented by all the enthusiastic humping of the last few days. He was ready to get laid while we finished our dinner and drinks.

“Where are you staying?” I asked. He told us. I looked at Olivia, with the eagerness of playing written all over her face. “Nonsense,” I told him. “We have an extra room. Why don’t you cancel yours and stay in our extra room? Save you some money… and give us a chance to enjoy your company.”

“I’d like that,” Olivia said, reaching over to touch him. “I’d really like that.”

“Sounds good to me.” He got up, walked out of the bar toward the lobby. A few minutes later, he returned. “We’ll need to go get my bags in the room. Want to take a walk?”

It wasn’t far. I walked with them, nudging Olivia to be closer to Taylor as they walked. She eventually put his arm around his waist until the casual observer would have thought those two were together, not us. I didn’t mind. I wanted him to give her some of that big dick for the rest of our time here. If that meant being a little lovey-dovey, that worked for me.

We got his bags, and I pulled them along behind me as the two of them got cozier with every step. I wondered if she was going to drag him into the bushes by the pool for a moment.

To be continued in Part 7…

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