They woke to bright sunshine peeking in through the cracks in the blinds. He’d already been awake for a while when her eyes fluttered open. A gentle smile spread when she turned to see Jeremy looking at her, knowing he’d been doing so for a while.
He pulled her close to his chest as they both remembered the night before, and while thoughts of continuing came to them both, they enjoyed a tender lie-in instead, touching and kissing in ways to please, not arouse.
“Good morning, Baby,” she said dreamily, with passion from the night before toned down for morning consumption.
“Morning, Ally,” he replied with a kiss on her ear. “You’ve got a full day ahead of you, and we’re expected for breakfast in half an hour.”
“I can’t wait. Will you come to yoga with me?” she asked, hoping against hope as he’d shown no interest in it before.
“I will, as long as you’re kind when I fall over,” he answered with a smile and got one in return. “I’ll be with you all day long.”
“Good. As long as you try, I’ll try to help,” she said, delighted he would be there. She wanted to ask what had come over him to get all this attention but thought better of it, gift horses and all that. She loved this side of him and would do her best to prolong it.
They dressed for yoga, covered their exercise clothes with a beach wrap, and had breakfast on a second-floor terrace overlooking the beach. They had a protein-filled meal in preparation for their exercise coming up next, commenting, as they often did, how nice it would be to have a weekend place on the beach as an escape. The talk was escapist, but Jeremy made a mental note to look into it. In his mind, they could never have enough ways to get away from the tortured workdays.
Making their way to the gym for their yoga class, he noted with self-satisfaction that instead of looking at all the beautiful women walking toward the beach in various states of exposure, he noticed the men looking at Allison, letting go of her hand and putting his arm around her with pride. She is a beautiful woman, he thought, and though sometimes he had taken her for granted, he was also proud of himself, feeling the renewed interest in each other as something lasting.
They got to the gym just in time, laying their yoga mats down and sitting briefly, waiting for instructions. Though a little nervous about his inexperience compared with hers, he would try his best and knew she would appreciate it.
Starting with warmup positions to stretch the muscles in preparation for more challenging moves, he did all right with the downward-facing dog, sphinx, and inside dragon, as they were relatively simple. Still, as they got more difficult, his inexperience began to show. Standing on one leg with the other crossed over the knee and bending forward in something called the standing pigeon pose, he promptly lost his balance and fell over to the mat. She smiled at him, encouraging him to try again, but by the time he was ready, they’d moved on, eventually doing the same pose again, reversing left and right. He thought he had it this time but bent too far forward and fell forward, essentially flat on his face.
“It’s okay,” she said with a chuckle, “It’s a hard pose to balance!” She was happy to see him get up and get back into the flow of the poses, proud that he didn’t give up.
At another time, that’s what he would have done or spent the time ogling the pretty, well-toned instructor. Still, his promise to himself and Ally kept him going, looking more at his well-toned wife in her skin-tight leotard, especially noticing the tight curves of her ass and the creases and folds between her legs.
“You’ve got a nice ass too, you know!” she said, having caught him staring, and he immediately fell over again, laughing together at the situation.
The class finished, and they had some time to get a drink at the pool bar before they were expected for their massages. He’d planned with Jamie that the day would be full, but not so they were rushing from one thing to the next. They talked about yoga, and Allison got him to commit to trying it on a regular basis, and she would help him at home with the more strenuous poses.
Finding their way to the spa in time for their massages, the staff was openly appreciative that they’d be together, side by side, and treated them in a genuine and friendly manner. They faced each other on their respective tables, Ally being massaged by a cute young co-ed, while Jeremy had a zoftig woman closer to his age. She smiled a few times, seeing him wince at some painful treatment, knowing his body wasn’t used to the stresses of yoga as a beginner, but even as she smiled, inwardly, she felt a peace she hadn’t felt in years, partly due to the excellent massage, but more because of Jeremy’s wonderful birthday present.
The massage did them both a world of good, especially for him, whose yoga-strained muscles were tied in knots when he lay on the table. They walked out feeling calm, relaxed, and hungry, finding their way to the rooftop café for lunch.
She ordered a rather elaborate-looking salad halfway between healthy and delicious, while the carnivore ordered a huge burger. She resisted the temptation to criticize his food choice, feeling he’d earned whatever he wanted to eat and avoided anything negative on their so-far-perfect weekend.
They reviewed the schedule for the balance of the day on their way back to the room to change out of their exercise clothes and into some casual resort wear. It had been a late lunch, but still, they had plenty of time before Ally’s facial, mani-pedi, and hair appointments back at the spa.
“We have more than an hour before we have to be back at the spa, right?” she asked as they entered their fully made-up room with sun streaming in the large windows.
“Yeah, what would you like …” he started.
“Come here,” she said, taking him by the arm and sitting him in one of the upholstered chairs by the window. Standing before him, Ally did a slow strip tease, kicking off her shoes, throwing her beach wrap on the bed, and starting on her tight leotard. As she pulled the shoulders down and pulled her arms out of the short sleeves, her breasts bounced out of their confinement, and bending over Jeremy, she pressed them against the side of his face, giving him a different sort of massage, occasionally allowing his lips purchase on the protruding nipples.
Stepping back, she worked the rest of the tight garment down over her hips and off, leaving her in the thin, white cotton panties she wore during workouts. Already damp from sweat and her arousal, they clung to her luscious lips, and knowing how much he liked a perfect cameltoe, she kneeled on the chair and pushed the moist fabric into his face but pulled away again before he could taste her.
“Your turn,” she said simply as she lifted his T-shirt up and off, throwing it on the floor with her discarded clothes. Kneeling, she pulled his shoes and socks off quickly to get to his shorts, where she pulled the tied drawstring open, hooked her fingers into the elastic waist of his pants and underwear, and pulled them down over his upraised hips, his erect penis popping out like a jack-in-the-box before sliding them down his legs and off.
Standing but still bent over him, she continued kissing him, not only on the lips but all over his face. Standing upright, she stepped close, her tight, drenched panties just inches from his face.
“Take them off,” she instructed, and when his hands reached for her waist, she added with a giggle, “With your mouth!”
He smiled, looking up at her as he bent forward to take the elastic in his teeth. Knowing he couldn’t do it by just pulling from the center, he gripped them at her side and pulled them down over the swell of one shapely hip. Going back and forth a couple of times, he got them banded around her thighs, but before grabbing them in between, he tried to lick her inviting slit.
“Uh-uh-uh! Not yet! Panties off first!” she scolded and returned his smile as his teeth again gripped the elastic just below her pussy and, coming out of the chair, pulled them down to her ankles, where she helped him by stepping out of them and kicking them away.
Holding his face in her hands, she pulled him back up for a brief, tongue-tangled kiss before pushing him back into the chair. She climbed onto the chair and placed a knee on each arm, positioning her now dripping wet crotch just above his mouth.
“Now, eat my pussy and make me cum on your face!” she ordered, pushing her hips forward and pulling his face against her covetous cunt. Eating with gusto, his lips and tongue feasted on her proffered pussy, sucking her swollen lips into his mouth for his tongue to lick the syrup from her slit.
With unbridled lust, she shoved her cunt in his face and stuffed it in his mouth as he ground himself into her crotch with abandon. Sensing a climax approaching, his tongue concentrated on that sensitive nub, now protruding from her wet slit. Jerking her hips, her pussy wiped his face, smearing her nectar over his mouth and nose as she came noisily.
Not letting her go quite yet, he put his hands on her ass and pulled her in as she was trying to withdraw and continued lapping at her slit and her clit, bringing wave upon wave of orgasmic bliss to his beautiful Allison. Pulling away by sitting on her haunches, she could finally begin calming down, which she did while kissing Jeremy and then kneeling before him.
Sliding her hands up the inside of his legs, one set of fingers wrapped around his shaft while the other massaged his package, Jeremy groaning at both the stimulation and the risqué smile on her face as she leaned in to take him in her mouth. Wrapping her lips around his glans, she licked the underside with short flicks of her tongue, Jeremy straining to hold still and hold on.
Of average length, but considerable girth, she’d never tried to deep throat him before, but that didn’t stop her now as she sucked him in, gagging as the tip reached her throat. He loved that she tried, but he didn’t want to see her gag on his cock so he pulled her off just enough, getting a grateful smile in return. Making up for it, she went to town, sucking his thick shaft while still kneading his nuts and teasing his anus with her other hand.
His body stiff and straining to hold on; he expected her to pull him out of her mouth, but she held fast as the dam burst, his semen pulsing into her mouth while she made a show of swallowing every drop with a big smile on her face. She’d never done that before; no one had ever done that for him, and he looked at her with stunned appreciation for her gift. Cupping her face in his hands, he pulled her to him to put something else in her mouth, his tongue wrapping around hers as they kissed intensely.
“Come with me,” she said, getting her feet back on the floor and pulling him into the shower, where they washed each other with lavish amounts of bath gel, their bodies slithering against each other in the slippery soap.
The rest of the afternoon went as planned, with Allison getting her facial, mani-pedi, and hair done at the spa. They shared a laugh at the pedicurist as the two Asian women spoke in their native tongue, reminding them of a funny TV sitcom where the subtitles of the Asian women were hysterical insults of the spoiled women they served. They were done well in time to return to their room and dress for dinner at the most exclusive restaurant at the resort.
When Jeremy came out of the bathroom and saw her sitting in the chairs by the window, enjoying the warm sun on her nearly bare shoulders and eyes closed, he crept up behind her, put his hands on her shoulders, and massaged them, to Allison’s moaning delight.
“Mmm, feels good, Baby!” she cooed. “Don’t start something we can’t finish right now,” she warned as his hands strayed onto her chest. Coming around to her front, he bent down to kiss her lovingly.
They dressed for dinner, and again, Ally blew him away with how she looked. The royal blue dress with one long sleeve and one bare shoulder was amazing on her body, form-fitting down to her shapely thighs. Her long brown hair, with the newly added highlights, fell over the bare shoulder when she cocked her head to the right with a seductive smile.