I treat my amazing wife to a sexual surprise vacation once a year. We have a fantastic relationship. A big part of it is our varied sex life. We are well off so we can afford to play where and when we want and with who we want. Its become traditional for me to surprise her with some type of sexual vacation every year. She does the same for me. This year left me wanting as I have no idea what took place after I delivered her to a business acquaintance for the week.

We flew to Jamaica and enjoyed a great week together. I knew she was expecting some kind on cliche deal where I was going to have a few black guys fuck her. That wasn't the plan. After the first week she was confused and started hinting around about her surprise.

Inside I was thrilled. I had made arrangements with a friend who was experienced in the dom/sub life style. My wife, at first glance a brown haired innocent beauty, has always been a sub seeking a master. That adventure isn't my thing but I knew it would give her a thrill so I arranged for a business acquaintance she had never met to spend a week at the resort we were vacationing at. He guaranteed her a never to be forgotten sexual experience. We were staying in a first floor suite and he was on the sixth floor in a beautiful suite I had arranged for him.

On our second Saturday night at the resort, we were dressing for dinner, I watched her as she got ready. What a tremendous beauty she is. Long gasp inducing legs, mouth watering lips, succulent full breasts, breath taking pussy, hard-on inducing ass, and deep beautiful eyes more than one man has drowned in. She had stopped hinting around. Little did she know the hour was upon her.

While she sat nude at the make-up table I produced a black leather collar and latched it around her neck. At first she was confused then intrigued then she realized the game was at hand. She smiled and continued preparing. She was so beautiful I started having second thoughts. Honestly I had very little idea what she was in for. Was she going to be with him alone or was he going to share her with others??

When she reached for her lingerie I told her not too. She looked on in confusion as I hooked a leach to her collar. "What's going on??" was ignored. I told her to put on her shoes. She put on a pair of black six inch pumps. I stood her up and looked her over. Worry and anticipation on her face, hard nipples giving away her excitement, engorged pussy lips exposing her innermost wanton desires. I told her it was time.

I walked her to the door. She hesitated before entering the hallway nude. "What are you doing??" greeted with silence. Feet dragging I pulled her to the elevators. "Honey someone is going to see!" Press the buttons and wait. "Honey please." The doors opened. Empty. Feet dragging, press the button. Me as nervous as her. I told him I would do as he asked and this is what he asked. Finally were at the sixth floor. Just before the doors open I smelled it. The unmistakable odor of my wife's pussy when she was aroused. The smell filled the elevator. I knew then that her pussy was dripping wet.

The door opened. He was waiting outside with a smile. My wife shuddered and resisted. I pulled her out of the elevator, shoulders hunched, hands covering her tits, walking funny with her legs clenched hiding her pussy. I
got the feeling my friend was going to become intimately acquainted with her pussy before long.

I walked her over and handed the leash to him. She was shaking, mortified and terrified. He took the leash with an arrogant sneer. I told her I would see her in a week. She started to tear up but didn't speak. She looked the man in the eye but resisted speaking and dropped her head. He took her away leading her by the leash. The last image of her I had was of her perfect ass cheeks wiggling down the hallway towards his suite.

I checked out of the hotel and into a private home I'd rented. I sampled several local women and a few vacationing wives as well over the course of the week but I never shook the thought of where was my wife and what was she doing??

On the following Saturday I was back in our hotel room. It was exactly as I had left it. That night at the expected hour there was a knock at the door. I opened it and there was my amazing wife, nude in her pumps, my friend holding the leach, her looking down, demure, enticing.

He handed me the leash ans walked away. I brought her in and removed the collar. She hugged me close, desperate, needy. "I love you" again and again. Deep kisses, grabs, dragged to the bed, furious love making, her uncomfortable but cumming anyway.

After sweet tenderness and gentle kissing. Her pussy to sore to fuck any more, welts on her ass, her tits,thighs, her pussy swollen. What did he do?? Smiles and hugs and a tender thank you. She asked me not to pry. Told me this was the best vacation of her life. Said it was her private fantasy come to life. I have no idea what happened while she was with him that week but I know she still becomes wet at the very thought.