While things were heating up with Dale and Amy, my close friend Kyle called us with some unfortunate news.  His wife had left him for his best friend, and he was devastated.  Over the next couple weeks, we tried to cheer him up the best we could, but he was really down and in the dumps.

When we were all together with Kyle one night, he told us about a romantic weekend he had scheduled with his wife that was coming up.  They were going to take a 5-day cruise for their anniversary.  

A couple days later, my husband came home and told me Kyle called him and offered us the cruise since he couldn’t get a refund.  My husband told me that I should go with Kyle to try and bring him out of his funk.  I was floored.  My husband knew that Kyle was the only man I ever developed feelings for and actually fell in love with, and he was suggesting that I go on a trip as his date for a week.  I told him I didn’t think that was a good idea.

Later that night he brought it up again and said he was very worried about Kyle. We talked a lot about it, and eventually he convinced me our relationship would be fine.  I told him I would go, but only if Kyle wanted me to.

Kyle called me the next day and asked if I would go with him. I agreed but made sure he understood that after the week was up, I would be going back to my family.

My husband was a little worried about me leaving, but this was when Amy was staying with us, and she assured me that she would be there for him.  I later found out after the kids went to bed she made sure my husband was settled in really nice for the night.

Kyle picked me up, and off we went. On the way to the airport, I told him for the week I am completely his and he is completely mine. We held hands through the airport and snuggled together on the flight. 

We stayed in a hotel before the cruise the next day. As we walked through the hotel door, I reached down and pulled my dress off over my head and threw my bra and underwear off. I grabbed his hand and led him to the bed, where we started kissing before we even sat down.

He kissed down my body and went straight between my legs. His tongue started going around my lips, toying with me, and when he touched my opening, it sent a jolt of electricity up my spine. He toyed with me some more until I couldn’t take it anymore, so I grabbed his head and guided him until his tongue touched my clit and sent me into an orgasm-filled rage!

As soon as I calmed down from that, I brought him up to my mouth and sucked my juices off of his face and then told him it was his turn as I urged him to lie down.

I sat up and opened his pants up, and in a hurry I took his penis out and reacquainted myself with it. I kissed every inch of it before I stuck it in my mouth and immediately put it all the way down until I could feel it in the back of my mouth. He was really worked up and came in about 30 seconds. I was so happy that I swallowed every drop.

He started apologizing, and I stopped him by telling him how turned on I was that he couldn’t hold out any longer. I then grabbed my dress and put it on over my head and said, "Let's go look at the town."  

I had never seen Galveston before. We walked everywhere as lovers, hand in hand or arm in arm. We were laughing, kissing, and occasionally little touches here or there. I didn’t have to remind him that I wasn’t wearing a bra or underwear; he kept stealing glances or touches.

By the time we got back into our room for the night, we were ready for each other. When the door closed, he reached down and kissed me before I could even take my clothes off. He lifted my dress off and left me standing there naked. After kissing some more, I stripped him nude and pulled him down on top of me. For the first time since he was married, he entered me. It was like we never took a break; we were just so in tune with each other's bodies, and his cock felt amazing inside me. By the time we had fallen asleep, he had made me orgasm 4 times since our plane landed, and he had cum in me twice and once in my mouth.

In the morning, all we had time for was a quick blowjob in the shower, and then it was off to board the ship. After things finally settled down we went to our room and made love for the first of many times. After we were done and cleaned up, we put on our swimsuits and headed to spend the rest of the day lounging at the pool.

I knew we were heading to the adult pool, so I was able to wear a bikini more adult-oriented. I did my hair and light makeup, then walked out, and Kyle’s mouth darn near hit the floor when he saw me. I threw on a short dress-style cover-up, and away we went to the adults-only area.

When I took my cover-up off I noticed a lot of eyes on me and felt Kyle’s pride when I kissed him and sat down, asking him to rub lotion on my back. There were a lot of great-looking women there but Kyle made me feel like I was all that mattered. He took his time rubbing lotion over my body.

We spent the rest of the day hanging out and sneaking kisses and touches by the pool. When we started getting hungry, we headed back to the room for another quickie and then dressed for dinner. 

I brought along a few dresses to get attention, showing a lot of cleavage and legs. We were drawing a lot of attention as we walked around as lovers, and Kyle was finally starting to come out of his funk. While we ate dinner, one of us was always touching the other. I grabbed his hand and put it on my leg while we talked at the table. We kissed passionately, looking over the railings. Anyone that saw us knew we weren’t just in a relationship; we were lovers.

At the end of the night, Kyle made the most amazing and passionate love to me. Our bodies were like we were meant to be interwoven. There was at least one shaking orgasm for me. He knew my body intricately.

The next morning we woke up in each other's arms. He had quite the impressive erection I couldn’t let go to waste. I grabbed some lotion and lubed up my boobs while he watched, and then I massaged his dick between my breasts. When he came, it shot up onto my face and in my hair. That was a first for him, and he loved it. 

On our second-to-last night there, I dressed up in a short fluffy skirt with a blouse that had a keyhole opening right between my breasts. I wanted Kyle to feel proud I was with him. While we ate dinner, I was very flirty, and I showed him off every chance I got.

When we got back to our room, I took the lead. I reached in and encircled his mouth with mine and flitted my tongue in and out of his mouth. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt, and after removing it, I kissed every inch of his chest while I worked on pulling his pants down. I bent over and lovingly took him into my mouth all the way down until I could feel his testicles touch my chin. Then I stood up and removed his pants all the way off.

I sat him down and started to undress. In between each article of clothing, I bent down and kissed him or took him into my mouth all the way until I felt his testicles on my mouth.  Over the next twenty minutes, I repeated this process until I was completely nude. 

I pushed him down on the bed and started kissing up his leg until I lightly kissed his testicles, up his shaft, and then all the way up to his mouth for a deep passionate kiss. I continued up until I was able to stick my nipple in his mouth while I held his head up against my breast. 

Then I had him roll over on his stomach and grabbed some massage oil and started rubbing him all the way down to his toes. I then kissed up his legs and his back until I reached his ears and nibbled on them until I reached over and started kissing him.

By now I had oil all over my chest, so I used that to rub the front of his body. I worked my way over him and slowly lowered myself all the way down. I rode him softly at first and then grew more intense, and soon I was bouncing off of him.

I could feel him getting excited and stopped. He made a disappointed sigh. I started kissing him and soon kissed his neck and down his chest. I took him into my mouth again for just a second, and then I climbed back up his body. We kissed for a long time until I knew he had calmed down a little. I had other plans for him tonight.

I broke our kiss long enough to whisper in his ear that I loved him and wanted to fully give my body to him. I grabbed the oil and started to rub his penis with it. Getting him lubed up really well. Then I climbed up and started rubbing him up and down my butt until I felt my butthole was lubed up. I then started lowering down on him, feeling his head pressing into my butthole.

I applied more pressure until I felt his head pop through. I stopped and reached down to kiss him while my body adapted to the infusion. When I felt comfortable, I lowered myself down some more.  After a while, I was able to take his full length in me. He was only the second man to ever enter me anally.

After a while, I got off and on my back. I lubed him up again as I guided him back into my butt.  It was different kissing him while he was in there. I actually was enjoying it, and the way it rubbed my clit against his body had me cumming. Once I came, Kyle was soon shooting inside me.

As we lay together afterwards, I told him he had me every way anyone can. Now if he sees anyone checking me out, he can be proud he has fucked me everywhere. Mouth, pussy, tits, ass—he has done it all…

We took a long shower together soon afterwards and went to bed, naked as usual. I was woken up twice that night by sharp objects, but I wasn’t complaining.

The next day was spent as a couple. We were never out of each other's sight. As the night came, I held him close and whispered in his ear to take me back and make love to me.

It was beautiful and meant the world to me. I won’t sully the memory by describing it because that night is between us.

As we left for home, I reflected on our vacation together. The mornings were cleaning each other and a quickie. The afternoons were usually just a quick blowjob and oral for me.  The nighttime was amazing—mind-blowing sex. The times in between were beautiful couple times that I will always hold dear in my heart.

When we landed, we made a detour to his place and had one more passion-filled time together before returning to our normal lives.  I told my husband, and Kyle started accepting being single and entering the dating world. We spent a few more nights together over the next few months, but it wasn’t long before he was in a relationship that led to a happy marriage.

I went back to my family life. My husband is amazing and didn’t press me for any details and understands it was more to me than just a free vacation.  As Amy said, she made sure he was taken well care of while I was gone.