I’m Meg… I’m married to Paul, we’ve have been enjoying our Lifestyle for a couple of years now.

Recently I decided I needed more than being a at home mom. I felt I was getting ‘stale’. After initially striking out on my job search, and getting no place, I asked Ed for advice. Two weeks later, Ed offers me an account executive position, working directly for him. I worked my butt off, learning the ropes and taking on more and more responsibility. My reward was a being assigned to manage a new account, a small company, employee wise, but financially, it’s a very big account for our firm. I was invited along on a business trip to get to know the client and build a lasting business relationship.

In Key West, we met, Neil, who is the owner of the company, Neil’s wife Sophie, a black couple, and Glenn, the company’s controller, and Amy, his wife. Neil is a tall muscular man, Sophie is a little larger boned than I, has a nice, and well portioned body. Glenn and Amy are will tanned, with athletic bodies, Glenn is roughly Ed’s height and a bit thinner, and Amy is my size.

Ed and I found out that they’re into the Lifestyle also, our first business trip took on a whole new dimension. It was a business trip in name only, a sex party was more like it. Our time in Key West went by quickly, we were on our way home before we knew it. But not Neil whispered in my ear that they’d love to have Paul and I down to Key West, as he’s slipping airline tickets into my purse, he promised we’d have an unforgettable time!!

So, here it is, our trip to Key West is tomorrow morning.

I was soooo horny, over the last few days I could feel my pussy tingle every time I thought about the trip and what was in store for us. I wanted to shave my pussy before we left, Paul insisted on doing the shaving for me. I wasn’t sure how he’d react when he found my pussy was wet (from thinking about Neil’s cock), but he was fine, in fact commented that he knows I want everything perfect and that I can’t wait to please and be pleased by Neil again… I said you’re going to have a great time as well. Paul gave me a close shave, playing a lot of attention to his “work”. Paul than rubbed a generous amount of oil all over my pussy, inside and out. The ensuing orgasm was pretty strong.. By now Paul was as turned on as I was, I’m sure his fantasy about seeing me with a black man had something to do with it. Needing no encouragement from me, he carried me to our bed, asked me to spread eagle for him, he wanted to admire his handle work, I know he just wanted to enjoy the view!

Looking at my pussy, Paul says “WOW, I do good work!, time to roll over, I want to check you out from the other side, make sure everything is perfect”. I know he loves my butt, so I rolled over and raised my butt, giving him all the time he needed to check me out. I knew what was next, truth is, I wanted to feel his cock in me, between the oil and my own juices, I was ready for Paul’s cock to slip in. Thankfully he did and pounded me hard, just the way I like it. As hard as he thought he was fucking me, I was fucking him back harder.. Afterwards, both covered in cum, we jumped in the shower, we so enjoy bathing each other. Then spent the night cuddled up, perfect way to sleep…

Paul and I got an early start and arrived in Key West Saturday morning. There was no pretence a business trip, this time, and we wanted to make the most of our time off..

Like the last time, Neil had a limo waiting for us at the airport. The driver took us straight to the marina, pulling up as close as he could to the dock and Neil’s yacht..

As we were getting out of the limo, Neil, Sophie and another black couple were walking towards us. Neil gave me a big hug and a kiss that lingered a bit too long.. I introduced Paul, Neil introduced us to Ron, his brother, and Sophie’s sister Shyla, saying Ron and Shyla married about a year after he married Sophie. Interesting how things work out sometimes.. Nothing was said about Glenn and Amy, so I didn’t ask.

I thought it odd that the limo hadn’t left right away. That feeling dropped quickly, Sophie said us girls have some shopping to do, so you boys behave yourselves ‘til we get back. Once inside the limo, Sophie gave the drive our destination. From the outside, the store we arrived at looked like pretty much any other, as we were walking to the entrance, Sophie told me this place caters to fetishes and carries a unique line of clothing. Then proceeded to tell me about the ideas she and Shyla had been talking over, asked what I thought, and if might have other ideas. With a lot of sexual excitement in the ‘air’, we shopped for almost two hours, picking out things we that would fit into our plans, which included driving the men crazy.

While we were gone, Neil gave Paul a tour of the yacht, later Paul said it was exactly as I’d described, state rooms, large lounge, bar, sun deck, kitchen, everything.

We got back to the yacht, changed into something casual. And joined the men for lunch and drinks. Wasn’t long before we heading out of the marina.

Neil took us out of the marina on a relaxing ride, which seemed longer than the last time. Neil brought us to a different, but equally secluded harbor. I was both surprised and disappointed, there was a sleek looking cigarette boat anchored in the harbor. As Neil eased us closer to the cigarette boat, two heads popped up, Glenn and Amy were waving to us.

Neil tied up the yacht to Glenn’s boat, and dropped anchor. Of course this was all planned in advance, Glenn and Amy’s stuff was already in their stateroom.

The afternoon, we relaxed, talked, and got to know Ron and Shyla better. Turns out Neil and Ron have their own little wife swap going between them, when weren’t swapping with others. We all comfortably shared sexual experiences, and agreed to respected each other’s boundaries, not that I recall any.

Sophie proposed a light, easy dinner, and some wine to take the edge off. Following dinner, the girls went below deck to get ready for evening. We’d each bought skimpy bra and panties sets, see through sick blouses and mini shirts, each picking colors we thought ‘fit’ us best.