The Other Couple 1/2

“You see, Brian,” I pointed out, bringing my head forward. “We’re not the only couple that holds hands. They look like they’ve been married for over twenty years and they’re holding hands too.”

“We’re at year twenty-six,” the man informed me as they stopped. “You’re newlyweds I’m guessing?”

“Yes,” I answered before I smooched Brian’s cheek. “I’m Cadence, and this is Brian. We’re on our honeymoon now,” I replied before a pause grinning. “Wow, twenty-six years? Damn, you two look happy.”

“We came here on our honeymoon all those years ago, but of course this place has had a facelift or two since then, but we still manage to book a visit here at least once a year. I’m Ron and this my adoring wife Tammy,” he mentioned, wrapping his arms around her with his chest to her back. “A great tip would be: don’t let this kind of thing be strange or rare, go out from time to time and get away. It has helped us get through some bad times, four kids, and even a couple of grandkids too.”

“Holy crap, you’re grandparents?” Brian asked.

“Yep, over three years now, we’re in our fifties,” Tammy mentioned, taking off her towel.

“And damn, you look good too, Tammy,” I praised her. “What’s your secret?”

“Find the right guy, and do whatever you have to do to be happy. I fill this pink bikini with these big tits, and the rest of this body to get my strong hubby off. It might sound cliche or cheesy, especially coming from a total stranger, but sometimes the most simple solution is the right one. I certainly wouldn’t shame anyone for being afraid to show their body, but sometimes if you just put yourself out there and let your man appreciate it.”

“Okay then,” Brian said, failing to look at her. “We’re going to go now.”

“Brian, they are just friendly with us,” I whined, looking at him. “We’re newlyweds, and they are marriage veterans, hear them out.”

“Okay,” Brain muttered before he kissed me.

“Oh, you two are a cute couple. What are you, in your mid-twenties now?”

“Yes, I’m twenty-four, and he is twenty-five. We met a couple of years ago and started dating a few months later,” I answered, wrapping my arms around his right arm. “Then six months ago, I found a ring in my wine glass,” I announced, letting my hand up somewhat.

“Classy choice there, dude,” Ron complimented Brian, lightly hitting his arm. “I went old-fashioned by telling her how much I loved her, getting down on one knee and whipping out the box.”

“Yep, and twenty-six years later,” Tammy mentioned, bringing her hand up. “I’m still wearing the ring.”

“Nice one, Ron,” Brian said, nodding.

“Well, it was for the woman I love,” Ron added, turning her head to Tammy’s.

Brian and I watched them make out for a moment.

I had to peek at Brian. ‘He seems disgusted, even if we’re just looking at our future, maybe quite a few years down the road, but still, that could be us. We’re only on our way to dinner, that’s all, the big dinner will come and go. And don’t worry, it is our honeymoon, there will be plenty of time for us to be intimate.’

They parted lips and glanced back at us after a moment.

“This should go without saying, but I’m going to say it anyway: be as physical as you can be, without it defining any such situation, except for your honeymoon. Don’t do it to get out of a fight, or schedule it too much either. Be spontaneous and adventurous, so that means use different venues,” Tammy told us.

“Okay then, well, it was nice to meet you two, and we wish you luck, but Cadence and I are on our way to dinner now,” Brian said, taking my hand.

He pulled me somewhat passed them, and we began walking down the hall.

“Nice to meet you too, and check out the hot tub!” Tammy yelled.

“Okay, we will!” I shouted back as we made it to the end of the hall. “Brian, they were just being nice and taking notice of a newlywed couple.”

“I know, but I want to get to the restaurant, that’s all, sweetie. Let’s not fight about this,” he pointed out as we walked out into the parking lot.

“Dude, we’re just talking. Having a conversation isn’t a fight, I think that we’ve proven that. I wouldn’t have said ‘I do.’ if we got in fights over just regular talks.”

“Okay, Cadence,” he said before we both got into our car.

“What do you say that we check out the hot tub after dinner, and then we go back to our room for some sexual activity?” I proposed, placing my left hand on his leg.

“Sounds good,” he responded before kissing me.

We headed off to dinner. The whole time, he failed to bring up Ron and Tammy, but they certainly filled me with hope. With so much separation and divorce going on in the world, I felt the spark from them. Anyway, as we arrived back at the hotel, we got out and met in front of the car.

He encased his arms around me and kissed me. “I love you, Cadence.”

“I love you too, Brian. If you play your cards right, when we’re Tammy and Ron’s age, you’ll still be getting your dick wet. With my pussy juice and saliva, do you like the sound of that?”

“Yes,” he answered, nodding and giving out a small smile.

“What do you say we go to the room, strip and get into our bathing suits? They recommended it, so we have to try it, and I packed that light green one you like.”

He failed to reply and looked away. He just took my hand and then we strolled to our room. We didn’t say a word on our way back, but when we got to the room door, I pushed him against the wall and attacked him.

 “Whoa, Cadence,” he protested, pushing me off him somewhat.

“I’m just crazy about you, and you heard what they said, be spontaneous and adventurous. Do you not want me kissing you out here?”

“No, but what’s with you and them? You seem obsessed with them now.”

“They just made me feel so much happier that I said ‘Yes.’, that’s all. They’ve been married for that long and are still happily married? How can I not be obsessed? I feel high with hope for us now.”

He failed to respond, but he kissed me again before he turned around and opened the door. We both went in and fished out our bathing suits. I didn’t push it further than that for the time being, and then we both arrived at the door.

“After you,” he offered, opening the door.

We went out into the hallway and retook hands. I stayed close to my hubby though and rested my head on his shoulder over the ninety-second walk to the pool.

He opened up the door to the pool. “You may go in first, so then I can look at that ass again.”

I grinned, but gently slapped his arm before I let go of his hand and ambled in there. I looked back at him and shook my butt a bit. He cheesed and came right to me. I turned around, and he kissed me for over a minute as we both wrapped our arms around each other.

“I won’t promise we’ll have grandchildren by year twenty-six, but you’ll still be wearing your ring by then, Cadence. It’ll happen come hell or high water, and I’ll kiss in public if I damn well, please. I’ll definitely extend the right to you as well.”

“As if you have a choice, buddy,” I chuckled before I turned to the wall.

I grabbed a couple of towels, and then we both headed towards the hot tub. He kissed me on the cheek a few times during the short walk.

Although, as we got close, I suddenly stopped. “Holy shit,” I giggled, covering my mouth with both hands.

“What?” he asked before he peeked over at the hot tub. “Oh, Tammy and Ron are getting it on now,” he laughed.

“Even a grandma can take it from behind. Ron is pounding her hard, so he can still give it too. Wow, I’m stunned.”

We both watched for a moment, and I took my hubby’s hand. I didn’t peek at him, but it seemed he didn’t mind watching either.

‘Well, we can see the sides of them, which includes Tammy’s still quite perky tits and her blonde hair hanging down. She is sexy at her age, and Ron isn’t too bad himself. I can see his dick going inside and out of Tammy’s slit, and she is moaning quite a bit too. Who doesn’t like a gray and black-haired grandpa doing his wife?’

Then Brian pulled me away so we couldn’t see them. “We shouldn’t watch them, babe. I’m pretty sure it’s against the rules to have sex in here, but that doesn’t give us the right to be voyeurs. They do have the right to privacy.”

“Maybe, but didn’t they actually invite us to come to check out the hot tub?”

“Yes, but I don’t think they did it with the intention of us catching them. Come on,” Brian said, pulling my arm somewhat. “Let’s just go back to the room.”

“You’re telling me you aren’t even a little curious? We both know we can admit if we’re attracted to someone else, and I know you do like MILF porn. I’m not shaming you for it, but you may confess it to me: you think Tammy is sexy. Why else would be reluctant to keep talking to them or talk about them at dinner? Is it because she is a GILF?”

He bit his bottom lip and broke eye contact. I saw him peek towards the wall leading toward the hot tub, but he couldn’t see them. After a moment, I couldn’t resist, but to glance down at his crotch.

I brought my hands to his swim trunks. “Your dick is hard, Brian. You like this scenario, how many more times will we get the chance to watch another couple have sex? Let’s just watch them until they finish.”

“You’re lucky I love you, Cadence,” he pointed out before he turned me around and we nonchalantly walked back towards the wall.

We glanced out again and continued to view the act of love going on in the hot tub. “Maybe we can do it later when they leave. I’d love the thrill to feel you pound me like that as I just hold onto the bar over the stairs going into it,” I whispered.

“Shh, hun, we don’t want them to hear us,” he muttered back.

So, we both stayed silent for the most part as we just continued to watch them.