Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Part 8 Re-Issued xnxx by gregorthegrant
True Story, cheating
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Gender: male Age: N/A Location: N/A

Previously in Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Part 7 Re-Issued.
I finally arrived at the office and went directly to my office. The first thing I wanted to do was talk to Tom and find out how the meeting the day before had gone. I walked down the hall intending to walk in Tom’s office but there was a note on his door. “Greg: I had to pick up a prescription from the pharmacy. I’ll be right back. Please wait for me. Tom.”

I didn’t have anything important to work on and I didn’t want to start anything new because I wanted to be available when Tom came back from the pharmacy. I sat in one of the comfortable chairs in our lounge and put my feet up. For some reason I started thinking back to the time Sandra and I got married and we were on our honeymoon in Vancouver, Canada. I have to admit I don’t think many couples experienced a honeymoon quite like Sandra and I had. I’m going to think back to my honeymoon with my bride Sandra.
End of Chapter 7.

Now Family Beach Party Turned X Rated Part 8 Re-Issued
I had taken an architectural course after I finished high school. Dad owned his own construction company and after I finished my course and I started working for my dad. Dad wanted me to take over the business when he retired but wanted me to know everything there was to know about construction. Dad hired me as a construction worker. That’s how I met Sandra. Dad’s right hand woman Deloris had worked for dad since he started his construction business. She had been a middle aged widow at the time. She was ready to retire at age seventy. That meant dad had to hire a replacement. I didn’t go in dad’s office very often. I usually went directly to the gym before I went home. I didn’t go out drinking or partying like other young men or women did. I saved my money for the day I would meet the right woman and get married. The woman would have to pass my dad and mom’s inspection so she would have to be a stay at home woman and eventually a stay at home mom to raise our future children.

I didn’t know dad had interviewed different women to take Deloris’ position. I dropped by dad’s office one day on the way to the gym to ask him about something we were working on at the construction site. I was surprised to see a very attractive huge breasted woman. I hired a woman to take Deloris’ place. I liked her the moment I saw her. She answered the school she graduated from. The school contacted her and she contacted me. I phoned her school and they told me she graduated the top of her class.” Dad said.

“I am glad you got someone so fast dad and so highly recommended. Aren’t you going to introduce us dad?” I asked.

“I’m sorry, Greg this is my new secretary Sandra. Sandra this is my son Greg.” Dad said.

Sandra stood up and walked over to me and we shook hands. I don’t think in all my life I had seen a woman with huger breasts than Sandra. She was slim, with average hips. She wore a white cotton blouse buttoned almost to her neck and her dark blue skirt fell just below her knees. She had her dark hair in a bun on the top of her hair. Sandra looked very conservative for a great looking woman.

I don’t know why but right away I felt drawn to Sandra. A couple days after I met Sandra I asked her out for a date. I took her out to my favorite restaurant. It wasn’t a fancy expensive restaurant but I liked their courtesy and polite service.
I was always busy either at the construction site or working out at the gym but managed to take Sandra out at least once a week. I found out she liked to do things that were sneaky, although none were conservative and underhanded. She would do things right under someone’s nose. She told me she did things just to see if she could get away with it. She told me she got a rush out of sneaking around doing things she shouldn’t do. The things she did weren’t hurtful or spiteful. I saw her take a Barbie doll under the nose of a plain clothes store guard. She then walked to the opposite side of the store, took the Barbie doll out of her purse and put it on the shelf. The guard never did see her pick the Barbie doll up or put it down again. I like how adventures she was and asked her to marry me. She accepted and only a few months after we met we were walking down the aisle. Sandra’s parents had died in a car accident by a drunk driver when she had been in high school. Her parents had taken out an insurance policy on their lives and Sandra had been the benefactor. She had been thrifty with how she managed money and had finished high school. She had only been out of school a couple of weeks when dad hired her.

I had traveled a lot with dad when I had grown up so I was a veteran when it came to flying. Sandra had never been but a few miles out of the city she had been born in. I asked her where she would like to go on our honeymoon and she told me she had heard a lot of good things about Vancouver, Canada.

I got a few brochures about Vancouver, Canada. I had never been there before. I had been to Toronto and Montreal Canada but never Vancouver. I found a motel in the brochure that sounded conservative and not far from the downtown area of the city.

Dad and mom drove my new wife, Sandra and I to the airport. I could tell Sandra was excited to fly for the first time in her life. I had paid an extra few dollars to reserve a seat that wouldn’t be over the wing. That way Sandra could look out the window. We had a smooth flight and landing. At the airport I found out where the airport bus picked up passengers going into the city center of Vancouver.

Sandra and I stood to one side to let all the other passengers board the bus before stepping to one side letting Sandra get on the bus. I got on the bus and stood beside the driver. I asked the bus driver if he knew where the hotel on the brochure was. I pointed to the name of the hotel I wanted to go to. The bus driver told me knew the hotel I was asking about. He told me the bus went past the hotel. The bus driver told me he’d tell us when we got to our hotel.

The ride seemed to take forever until the bus driver pulled to the side of the road and stopped. The bus driver told us the motel was across the street.

Sandra and I crossed the road and walked in the front door.

“Hello.” I said walking up to the front desk. I have a reservation under Mr. and Mrs. Thompson.” I said. I noticed the desk clerk looking at Sandra’s cotton blouse and knew he was imagining what her huge breasts look like. I was growing used to men looking at I her. I cleared my voice. “Did you find our reservation Terry?” I asked the balding gray haired man. I thought he was in his mid to late fifties.

“Yes I have Mr. Thomson. I am sorry you chose this week to stay at our motel. You can cancel your reservation and I can recommend another motel. Unfortunately there are no motels close to down town like this motel.” Terry said with a frown on his face.

“What’s wrong with this motel? You did keep our reservation. I made the reservation over a week ago and Sandra was looking forward to being close to the downtown so we could go site seeing.” I said.

“Yes we kept your reservation Mr. Thomson, it’s just that there’s a big soccer play-off is this week and all the teams are staying here and the players may get a bit loud celebrating at night. I am just telling you in advance you probably will hear a lot of cheering late into the nights this week. I will gladly give you and Mrs. Thomson a discount on your room for the week if you agree to stay here in spite of the noisy soccer players.” Terry said.

I looked at Sandra. What do you say Sandra? Would the late night cheering bother you?” I asked.

“It is okay with me if it is okay with you Greg. You’re the one that has insomnia not me. You have troubles sleeping at the best of times. I won’t have trouble sleeping Greg.” Sandra answered.

“You heard my bride, Terry. We’ll be taking you up on your discount offer and stay at the motel.” I said and smiled.

“This is your honeymoon Mr. and Mrs. Thomson. Congratulations on your marriage and I hope you both have a good stay in Vancouver. Terry said. He hit his hand on a bell on his desk. A couple of minutes later a teenage boy I’d say was eighteen or nineteen walked in from a door behind the front desk. He was at least six feet tall and wearing tight black dress pants and a tight white shirt. I don’t think the uniform was supposed to be so tight fitting but the boy was so muscular the black dress pants and white shirt fit him like a glove, emphasizing his muscular body. “Tony, take Mr. Mrs. Thompson’s luggage to room 108.” Terry said.

“Yes Mr. Hills.” Tony said.

Tony’s eyes opened wide and I thought he they were going to pop out of his head the way he starred at Sandra’s large breasts. I could imagine he was wondering what her breasts must have looked like when they were not hidden under her conservative cotton blouse and large bra.

I saw Tony jump when Mr. Hills said. “Tony is working part time this week. He is one of the players on the Italian soccer team, right Tony.”

“Yes I am Mr. Hills, I’m the captain of our team.” Tony said holding his shoulders back as if in pride.

“Go ahead Tony and show Mr. and Mrs. Thompson their room. They’re newlyweds.” Terry said.