Kafta

I met Kafta while I was at an ocean resort in Kenya. A bit more info - I'm Mark, I've been a purchasing manager for a large import/export company in Canada for over 20 years and for the last 6 months my boss had been trying to get me to manage one of the smaller offices we had, except it was in Nairobi, Kenya. It mainly looked after exports of local commodities like furniture, carvings, art, souvenirs and other wood products but it also did exports of food products like spices and other African foods. He was my boss but also a good friend and having worked together for years, we would often meet socially and he knew the biggest reason I was still with him was because of the friendship. I really didn't need the work and could have retired if I wanted to. Apparently, there were both financial and logistics issues and he wanted me to run it at least until I could get things straightened out and then possibly do the same for a couple of other offices elsewhere or stay and run that one. I'd been saying no, he kept trying to make the transfer more worthwhile and eventually I said yes. By that time, there was a significant raise, everything for my work visa would be looked after, all travel expenses covered plus the company would pay for my apartment while I was there. I'd worked out a few things on my own and had already applied for 2 weeks of vacation that amazingly started about a month after I would be getting there.

The biggest reason I'd said yes was that I just needed to get away, I'd had a few major personal losses in the last 18 months and figured if I didn't say yes, my other option was to quit, take the time I needed and then either come back or find a new job.

It took a few days to settle and when I first went in to the office, I realized there were lots of little things that needed changing and a few big ones but nothing too bad. Over the next few weeks, I straightened out a number of the little ones plus the one biggest one - I fired the current office manager. I'd done a bit of research so I knew that a bit of 'kickback' was pretty much normal, whether it was to speed up a shipment, get out of a ticket or to close a deal but this guy was actually 'charging' staff to work for him and I strongly suspected he was also where a lot of 'undetermined' expenses were going.

He wasn't happy about getting fired but oh well, the rest of the staff were quite happy to know that they basically just got a 5% raise by not having to pay him. They were even happier when I told them that if anyone had an idea that increased revenue by lowering expenses, better quality products, increasing sales, etc then they'd get a percentage of what their idea had gained.

By the end of the first month, sick days were down, revenue was already climbing and while there'd been some expenses, they were all short term - timers/motion detectors for lights, additional solar panels, better ventilation and everyone seemed to be enjoying coming to work.

I'd been doing some other research and had booked a resort on the coast for my two weeks off the next month. My boss wasn't happy when I told him I'd be off for two weeks but when I told him that he'd signed things before I left and his other option was to fire me, he grumbled a bit but agreed.

Anyway, as soon as I got there, I knew it was going to be a relaxing two weeks. It wasn't fancy but it was a nice resort, quite a few good-looking ladies and a dive shop right next door. I'd only been there a couple of hours when Ben, the 'Activities Director' talked me into joining for a bit of archery so after grabbing a drink, I wandered over. It had been a few years since I'd used a bow but I used to belong to a indoor club so I figured it would be fun to see how I did now. It would have been more fun except there was another guy there who was putting down some of some of the poorer shots and trying to impress the ladies. He was good but not that good so I held back just enough that he could tell I'd shot before but let him think he was better. Bit by bit the others drifted away because they weren't enjoying it until there was only 5 of us left.

Eventually he said, "Ok, we've all had enough practice - how about a bit of competition?"

I could see Ben was pissed at him but before he could say anything I said, "Sure why not?"

With a big grin he said, "Great - maybe a bit of a bet too?"

I winked at the Ben and said "How about the loser buys a round for everyone and a six pack for the winner?"

Being pretty sure of himself, he quickly agreed and while the others stayed to watch, it was obvious it was just the two of us competing. He suggested 25 points for a bullseye and then 10, 5 and 1 for the next rings out, 3 shots at a time, 5 rounds. I made sure I stayed close to his score but let him lead for the first 3 rounds. On the fourth round I shot 45 points which put me slightly ahead. That must have flustered him because he only got 20 on his next round and just to rub it in, I shot 75 on my last. With a bunch of grumbling about wind, bad equipment and anything else he could think of, at least he took us all to the bar and paid up but didn't hang around. One of the ladies who'd stayed to watch introduced herself as Kafta and thanked me for beating him. I'd noticed her when we were all shooting but sitting right there, I realized she was a very good-looking lady, likely about 5 years younger than my 50 with an awesome smile. I told her I didn't usually hustle people but I didn't like him upsetting people who were just trying to have some fun and figured if I could get him to buy drinks it would be worth it.

We were just finishing our drink when Ben came up behind us and said, "Why not come down to the beach - we're going to have a few games there?" Then quietly he added, "and it looks like the archery guy has gone away to sulk."

Both of us laughed at that and headed to the beach. When Ben had rounded up everyone he could, he said everyone needed a partner and the idea was to hold a balloon between the two of you, go as fast as you could about 30' down the beach without dropping it, then come back, go down again and finally come back but each time you had to hold it differently. It seemed almost everyone were already couples so I was quite happy when I asked Kafta and she agreed. We didn't win and we dropped the balloon a few times but we had a great time and were both hot and sweating when we were done.

"How'd you like another drink to cool off? I've got that six pack with my name on it thanks to the archery."

With a quick "Love to!" we headed back to the bar, grabbed two drinks and found a spot on one of the padded benches in the shade. As we relaxed, we talked and when she asked what I was doing in Kenya, I asked if she wanted the short or the long version.

With a bit of a puzzled look she said, "Maybe start with the short version and go from there?"

"Sure!" and I told her that I'd transferred to the Nairobi branch of the company I worked for to resolve the way it was being run and had decided to take a vacation at the coast while I could.

"Anything planned while you're here or just planning on hustling drinks at the archery area?"

Kafta was smiling so I was pretty sure she was just teasing me a bit.

"Not much, although I've already booked a few dives over the next week."

"You're a diver? I haven't dove since...." and she kind of trailed off with a sad look on her face.

Having just met her, I didn't want to pry so I just said, "If you want to talk, I'm a good listener and if not, I'll happily respect your privacy."

I could tell she was thinking before she finally said, "Well, the last time I dove was a few months before my husband died."

Just hearing her say it brought tears to my eyes. I put my hand gently over hers and said, "I'm sorry, I understand."

All of a sudden she looked up with a bit of anger in her eyes and said, "Do you? Everyone says they understand but most have no clue what it feels like."

"Well, you asked for the short story first but maybe if I give you the long story it'll make more sense. About 18 months ago, my sister was diagnosed with ALS and was gone within 6 months. Two days after the funeral my wife Ruth didn't feel well and was vomiting blood. I took her into hospital and by the end of the week, they'd diagnosed her with stage 4 stomach cancer and she was gone 5 weeks later. I'd just finished watching my sister slowly die of something they couldn't fix and now even thought it was faster, I'd just had to watch my wife die of something else that couldn't be fixed. A big part of the reason I came here was just to get away from everyone I'd known who always said they'd be there but never called after the funeral and like you said, I heard 'I understand' way too many times."

As I talked, I could feel the tears flowing down my face and when I stopped talking, Kafta put her other hand on top of mine and with tears rolling down her cheeks she softly said, "I'm sorry, I guess you do understand. Asher and I had been together almost 20 years until two years ago when a transport lost control and crossed into his lane. Our son was killed right away and he died about a week later in hospital. I lost my accounting job because I couldn't function properly and have had about 6 jobs since. The only family, I have is my sister, her husband left her a few years ago and when Asher died, we ended up a lot closer together. I finally decided to take some of what I'd saved and just go away for a couple of weeks to try and figure out what I wanted to do. Do you have any kids?"

"Yes, I've got a 24-year-old son from my first marriage but he's single, no kids, has his own apartment and works midnights so other than Facebook chats I don't see much of him since I came here."

Nothing else was said for a few minutes, both of us feeling better that we actually understood what the other was going through and were here for pretty much the same reasons. Eventually I broke the silence and said, "Feel free to say no but would you like to go diving with me tomorrow?"

"I... well.... I would but it's likely too late to get everything ready."

"Maybe not, let me check." I made a quick call to the dive company; told them I had a friend who would like to join the dive tomorrow and they said no problem as long as she was certified. I had to be there earlier to get fitted for a BCD and do the paperwork so it would be just as easy to fit two of us.

It was only about a 2-minute call but the smile on her face when I said she was good to go would have made a 2-hour call worth it. We talked a little more before Kafta said, "Looks like they've got supper out, I'd love to talk some more while we eat."

I agreed and before long, I was enjoying the food but equally enjoying the company. After dinner, Kafta said, "Thank you for everything today and I'm really looking forward to tomorrow. I'd love to enjoy some more company but I hope you'll understand if I head back to my room for a quiet evening - it's been a tiring day both physically and emotionally."

"I know the feeling; I'll likely do the same thing - can I walk you back?"

Kafta nodded with a smile and we headed back to the line of units. We agreed to meet for breakfast before heading to the dive shop. It turned out hers was about 6 before mine so when we got there I said, "Have a good evening, I'll see you tomorrow."

It wasn't planned but the next thing I knew we were sharing a very comfortable hug. It was only a few seconds but it felt really good and when we pulled away, Kafta said, "thanks for a great day, I'll see you tomorrow morning!"

When I got back to my unit, I grabbed a quick shower and headed to bed but for the first time since Ruth passed, I was thinking how good a quick hug with another woman felt.

Kafta was right on time so after a quick breakfast we headed to the dive shop. It only took about 15 minutes to get the paperwork done and both of us set up with our gear. By now the heat and humidity were already picking up so she decided to pull off the beach wrap she'd had on and when she did, I couldn't stop myself from letting out a soft, 'WOW'. She was wearing a one-piece suit but it was cut high at the hips, low at the top and she looked amazing in it.

Of course, she heard it and when she looked over at me, I'm almost sure I blushed. "Sorry, I couldn't help it - you look great!"

She just laughed and said, "I hope the day never comes that I get offended when a guy looks at me and says 'WOW!' "

Glad that I hadn't offended her, we both chuckled a bit and before long we were heading out. Our divemaster was in first, Kafta second and me third. When we started descending, I could tell she was a little nervous so I reached out with my free hand and we held hands on the way down. I made sure I stayed pretty close to her until she got comfortable but we never got far from each other during the whole dive. I can't remember everything from the dive but it was great having someone I could share what we were seeing with. When we finally came up, the first thing she said when we had our gear off was, "I'm so glad you invited me and that I said yes, that was amazing!"

The captain took his time heading to the next site so we only had to wait about 20 minutes before we were able to dive again. This time she looked a lot more relaxed in the water but we held hands as we descended again anyway. There was a lot more coral and small stuff on the second dive so we took our time to look in, under and around everything and I got what I hoped were great pictures. The time flew and in just under an hour we were back on the boat and heading to shore. On the way, I asked Kafta if she'd like to dive with me again the next day and without having to think about it she said, "Yes, I'd love to!"

When we got back, it was almost a repeat of the afternoon before. A few beach games, some drinks and then we decided to go to a small, rustic restaurant a little way up the beach for supper. We changed into some clothes that were a bit warmer and would hopefully keep most of the bugs away. The fish was fresh and perfectly cooked but honestly it was the company that really made the meal good. By the time we headed back it was dark and I quickly found myself holding her hand as we walked. As we got back to the resort, she said with a smile, "I'm glad you don't mind holding hands with a black lady in public."

I looked at her for a few seconds before saying, "Actually, I think of it more as holding hands with an attractive lady that I'm enjoying spending time with who just happens to be black so no, I don't mind and I don't care if anyone thinks it's odd. In fact, more than once today I've wondered what your reaction would be if I gave you a quick kiss."

We'd both stopped and with a smile, Kafta said "You'd better be careful, in some parts of Africa, kissing in public is an announcement that you're dating."

By now we were standing close enough that it was easy to put my hands on her hips and move close enough to kiss her. I'd planned on a quick kiss just to see what her reaction was but as our lips met, I felt her arms go around my neck and we were quickly pressing against each other in a slow but very hot kiss."

When we finally moved apart again, I asked with a smile, "So is a single kiss enough to prove you're dating or would you have to do it more than once?"

She caught on immediately saying, "Oh definitely more than once, in fact I think it's at least three times!"

I'm not sure but I think it ended up being four or maybe five kisses and each one was just as hot or even hotter than the first one had been. I know I thoroughly enjoyed each one and when we finally moved to one of the cushioned seat things I was pretty sure from the smile on her face that had too. We started out sitting but after a few more kisses, we ended up with me laying on my side, her spooned back against my chest any my arm around her waist just enjoying the feeling of being with someone else.

Eventually I said, "Luck or fate?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, two people who've had very similar losses, ending up at the same resort, at the same time, running into each other pretty much the first day here and it already feels like I've known you for a lot longer. We both enjoy the outdoors, travelling, diving/snorkeling and you said you'd love to go camping sometime. I'm not sure about you but other than enjoying the view of some ladies at the beach, doing some diving and relaxing, I certainly hadn't planned on finding someone that I wanted to spend more and more time with."

"Ahh, I'm not sure which it would be and to me it really doesn't matter because whichever one it is, the result's that I feel pretty much the same as you do. It's been a long time since I've laid beside anyone and felt a hand tracing patterns like that on my belly."

As soon as she said that, I started to pull back but quickly felt her hand holding mine in place. "No, it's ok, please don't stop. It's just that since our first kiss I've felt a little guilty about enjoying it so much but at the same time it's been too long since I've enjoyed a kiss like that with anyone. Ever since, I've been trying to convince myself that it was ok and then just when you were saying that you wanted to spend more time with me, I saw a big shooting star. I know that sounds a bit odd but when my father died about 5 years ago, I was finding it really hard to let go and keep going. Asher and I were sitting outside and when we both saw a really bright shooting star and he said, 'There - that was your dad saying good-bye' and all of a sudden I felt like everything was lifting and I could keep going again and I just felt the same way when I saw this one."

I couldn't stop the tears from starting as she talked and I could tell she was tearing up as well so I just pulled her tight against me, kissed her neck and held her for a bit. After a few minutes she said, "I've lost track of how many nights I've wished I wasn't going to be sleeping by myself again but tonight's the first time I've actually been with someone I wanted to spend the night with. Just so there's no misunderstanding - I'm not thinking sex but I'd really like to go to sleep being held like this and wake up the next morning still together."

Her hand had been over mine the whole time and as she talked, she slowly guided our hands upward until she was holding my hand over one breast. "But that doesn't mean I don't want to enjoy you touching me and me touching you."

"I'd like that, I'd like that a lot!"

Hearing my reply, Kafta turned her head enough that we could kiss briefly before saying, "Then we'd better go before I chicken out!"

"Sounds great - I think I'll swing by my place for a quick shower and be right back."

"Well, you could, or if you'd like I'm pretty sure my shower is big enough for both of us!"

The smile on my face must have been all the answer she needed because as we got up, she gave me a quick hug and said, "I don't think I've ever been so nervous and so happy at the same time."

I just nodded agreement and we held hands all the way to her unit and as soon as we got inside, she stopped, turned and we pretty much melted into each other for a couple of minutes of the hottest kissing I could have imagined. What made it even hotter was having each cheek of her ass nicely cupped in a hand and the feel of her subtly grinding against me as we kissed.

When we got to the bathroom, Kafta turned so I could undo the back of her dress which slid down to the ground. As it did, I immediately noticed that apparently a bra was the only thing she had under it because I was treated to the spectacular view of not only her back but two very well rounded and firm looking ass cheeks. I kind of expected her to turn around but instead she just looked over her shoulder and whispered, "May as well undo the bra too."

I was surprised to realize that my hands were shaking a bit but I managed to get it undone without too much fumbling. As she took it the rest of the way off, I couldn't resist moving closer to her, putting a hand on each hip and slowly sliding my hands up her sides and across her ribs until I was cupping a breast in each hand. At first, I could feel her tense slightly but almost as quickly, she relaxed and as I caressed and teased her nipples, she leaned back against me and moaned slightly. I'd never been good at judging a woman's chest size but they totally filled each hand with a little left over but certainly none to waste.

After a little bit, she finally turned around and so far, the sexiest view I'd had was her wearing was her bathing suit but when she turned around, I changed my mind. From the twinkle in her eye, the sexy smile down a bit to her full, firm breasts and as my eyes kept travelling, I could see that other than a slight pubic patch, her pussy was bare. Yes, the years had caused a bit of sag in her chest but only a little and as dark as her skin was, her nipples were even darker, were beautifully hard and her skin felt amazingly soft against my hands. I'm sure her belly used to be a bit firmer but if anything, the little extra there was just made her look sexier. As I looked back up, I could see a bit of worry on her face as she said, "Well?"

I just smiled and said, "If you remember the 'wow' that slipped out when I first saw you on the beach - seeing you like this has just taken that to a way higher level - you look amazing!"

With a quick smile she said, "Sure, sure - easy to say but how about we find out just how good you really think I look?" and before I could say anything, she'd lifted my shirt over my head and had undone my pants.

As they slid down, she quickly realized two things; one, she wasn't the only one that had gone commando and two, I was already fully hard. She tentatively reached out and ran her fingers along the 7" length and said, "Mmm, I guess you really do like what you see!"

"And just as much of a turn on is the person I'm with!"

Now totally naked, we pressed against each other for a long, hot kiss before Kafta whispered, "If we don't get into that shower, it's going to be hard for me to remember my 'no sex' comment from earlier."

"That wouldn't be a bad thing at all but let's shower anyway!"

With a grin she turned the shower on and the next 10 minutes or so were washing ourselves, washing each other, kissing, touching and just generally enjoying ourselves. Her nipples had felt so good against my hands that I just had to bend forward so I could take one into my mouth and suck gently on it before moving to the other one. Even though the water was good and warm, they both hardened like a cold cloth had been put on them and she moaned every time I sucked on one. At one point, I gently ran my fingers up the inside of her leg and across the slit of her pussy. When I did, she let out a soft moan and retaliated with a couple of strokes of my cock which hadn't softened since we got undressed.

Of course, that meant I just had to touch her again, only this time I went slower and with a little more pressure. Before long, she was stroking me, I was fingering her and we were kissing like a couple of teenagers. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to make her cum this way but apparently that wasn't an issue because after only a minute or so she suddenly pushed harder against my fingers, her whole body tensed and she let out a long, low moan as she came. Just hearing and feeling her cum was all it took for me to explode with spurt after spurt of cum. Some hit the shower wall but most of it seemed to hit her leg before being rinsed away by the water.

Once we'd both relaxed again, I looked at her and said, "Wow, it's been while since I've cum that hard and even longer since it's been other than by myself."

As she pulled me in for a hug and another kiss, I heard her whisper, "Me too, me too!"

After drying off (and lots more kisses), we were soon curled up in bed almost exactly the same way as we'd been laying on the chaise earlier - her back to me with my hand cupping her breast but this time there were no clothes in between. I don't think I'd slept that well for a long time and when I woke up, I was on my back, Kafta was curled against my shoulder and what was even nicer was her fingers were randomly teasing my already hard shaft. I started to say something but then realized she was still sleeping so I just lay there and enjoyed the feeling or her random touches.

Eventually she woke up and when she did, she also realized what she was doing with her fingers and pulled back with a "Sorry, it's just that I often woke Asher up by..." and then her voice kind of trailed off.

"Kafta, until I met you, I'd been living with the past but now I've realized that I need to look forward to the future. I don't know what our future holds but from the way I've enjoyed the last few days, I know I want to find out. Whatever we've already done has made us who we are - are you ready to see what your future holds?"

I could see a bit of a tear on her cheek but her smile told me it likely wasn't because of sadness. "Yes, yes I think I am and if you stay as part of it then that'll make things even better."

Then she surprised me by reaching down to stroke my cock some more before saying, "So let me show you what your future could hold" and then shifting so instead of her fingers on my shaft, it was her lips and tongue. Thankfully I'd cum the night before and I wasn't fully awake or my 'future' would have been pretty short because everything she was doing felt amazing and when she started taking my whole length in and then keeping a firm suction as she backed off, I knew it still wouldn't be long.

"Damn that feels good! I'm not going to last much longer before I cum though."

Kafta stopped just long enough to whisper, "Mmm, pretty sure that's the idea, I'm ready when you are" and then resumed what she'd been doing.

Ruth had been great at giving oral but seldom took me all the way so when I came, I totally enjoyed the feeling of her continuing to suck on my as spurt after spurt of cum erupted into her mouth. When I finished cumming, she gave me a big smile and said, "Maybe not as much as you did, but I certainly enjoyed that!"

"It felt amazing, how about you lay back so we can both enjoy my tongue on you?"

I'm pretty sure she was starting to say 'Yes' but it got cut off by me pulling her in for a kiss. There was still a slight taste of my cum on her lips and more when our tongues met but that just made it even hotter and she apparently thought the same because when I pulled back she said, "Mmm, that's the first time anyone's kissed me right after they came in my mouth and I liked it!"

I just smiled, then proceeded to kiss my way down her body. While I could have happily gone straight to tonguing her pussy, I held back, took my time and left a slow, winding trail of kisses from her neck and across her chest, spending lots of time on what I'd already found were very sensitive nipples before moving on. Eventually I was right where I wanted to be and judging from her moans, right where Kafta wanted me to be. I teased her slit with just the tip of my tongue before slowly working deeper until I could feel the tip of my tongue actually penetrating her. Apparently, she could too because she was definitely starting to moan which changed to a bit of a gasp every time I either flicked my tongue across her clit or sucked one of her lips in between mine and then ran my tongue across it. After a few minutes I heard her moan, "Oh yes, I'm gonna cum soon!"

I figured sooner was better than later so the next time I used my tongue on her clit, I also slid a couple of fingers inside her pussy and curled them up against the rough spot inside. That brought an immediate, "Oh my God!" followed by her whole body shaking and even though I had no intention of stopping, I felt one of her hands holding my head firmly in place.

When she finally let go and I could move my head, I looked up and saw a very contented smile on her face. "So, now you've had a peek into your future, how does it look?"

Her smile just got bigger as she said, "I'm not sure about how it looks, but damn it feels awesome!"

We pretty much lay there for almost another hour, just enjoying the closeness of each other and of course more than a few hugs, kisses and touches while we did. Eventually we decided to grab a shower and head down for breakfast. We'd decided to take a day off diving so while we ate, we talked about what we'd like to do. I'd been talking with the divemaster about snorkeling areas and while he said there wasn't any great shore snorkeling by us, if we went about 30 minutes further south the snorkeling was pretty good so that's what we decided to do.

It didn't take long to find a Tuk-tuk (3 wheeled, enclosed motorbike) to take us to where we'd been told was good snorkeling and he was right. Within 20' of shore, we were already seeing fish and over the next couple of hours we saw lots of fish, some lobster and even a few small rays. After a bit we decided to grab some lunch and because it wasn't a big tourist area there weren't near as many beach vendors so we enjoyed some quiet time just looking for shells, taking an occasional break in the shade and of course a drink or two. We went back in the water for another round of snorkeling and by mid-afternoon we were starting to get tired so we grabbed another Tuk-tuk and headed back to the resort. Our first thought was grabbing a shower, change and then meet for supper but when I suggested Kafta grab some fresh clothes, join me for a shower and we'd just get room service instead, she readily agreed.

I'd just got the shower at a nice temperature by the time she got back and we spent the next 10 minutes or so washing away the sand, remnants of salt water and sunscreen. Of course, we spent a lot of that time touching and teasing each other, enough that I jokingly told her I'd have to get them to leave supper at the door or I'd be showing my hardon when I opened the door. Thankfully I was able to get things back to 'normal' before the food got there, no thanks to Kafta walking around in just a wrap. Any doubt she was naked underneath was wiped away when she either moved or bent just right and I could easily see what I hoped to be touching more of later.

We had a great meal and the $20 that I tipped the waiter had gone a long way to making sure a bottle of nice cold wine came with the meal. Some good food and a few drinks later and I'd put all the dishes on the porch and went back inside. Surprisingly, Kafta wasn't at the table any more but it didn't take long to find that she'd moved to the bedroom. When I looked in, I started getting hard almost immediately as she was sitting on the bed, leaning back on her elbows without a single bit of clothing on.

"How'd you know what I wanted for dessert?"

"Hmmm, maybe a good guess?"

"Just a guess? I guess I'll have to show you how right you are!" and with that I moved so I was standing just out of reach and slowly undressed. By the time I was naked, Kafta was cupping one breast with her hand and had tweaked the nipple into a wonderful hardness.

"I think I might have squeezed my nipple too hard; it hurts a little. Would you kiss it better?"

It wasn't like I needed any extra reason to enjoy sucking on her nipples so I happily moved closer and as she lay back; we shared a few long kisses before I moved enough that I could switch my attention from her mouth to her nipples. Over the next few minutes, I kept shifting until I was pretty much kneeling beside her which gave me a perfect angle to continue my kissing all the way to her pussy. My first lick confirmed what I already thought, she was already nicely wet but I loved both her taste and her reactions so I kept right on licking. After a minute or so, she gently guided me onto my back and shifted so that I could keep licking her pussy while she sucked my cock at the same time. Her first orgasm came quickly and the second one a few minutes later, with each one I could feel the quivering of her body and her moans of pleasure.

Just after her second orgasm, she lifted her mouth off my cock long enough to ask, "Would you like me to keep going until you cum?"

Before I could shift enough to give her an audible answer, I heard her continue with, "Or maybe you'd like to switch so I can feel your cock inside me until you cum that way?"

Damn, I was glad I hadn't been able to say 'yes' to the first question because I damn near came when I heard the second one but held off and gave her a very enthusiastic nod of my head.

As she shifted around and straddled my hips, she leaned forward, gave me a kiss and said, "Good, because that's what I'd like too!"

While we were still kissing, she lined up and slowly lowered herself onto my cock. I don't know if it took 5 seconds or 30 but it felt amazing and when I was fully inside her, she lay forward against my chest and whispered, "Just hold me for a bit."

I did just that and the combination of our naked bodies together, her warm/wet pussy snuggly holding my cock and us kissing was incredible. I was fine to just enjoy it until she decided to move and when she did, it felt even better. We'd both been around long enough to know what the final result was going to be and were equally happy to just enjoy getting there. Kafta sat back so she could ride me which left her in a perfect position for me to cup, caress and tweak her nipples which I'd already learned were very sensitive. It didn't take much longer for her to cum and just when her orgasm slowed, I reached between us and gently rubbed her clit. That took her right into a second, harder orgasm and she pretty much collapsed back onto my chest whispering, "Bastard... but I loved it!"

I took the opportunity to roll both of us over and continue making love except instead of a somewhat continuous, slow pace, I randomly sped up, slowed down, went deeper, went shallower so she couldn't really get used to any one thing and several times I stopped altogether when I thought she was going to cum. Finally she said, "I'm so close, don't you dare stop again!"

That was fine by me so I gradually went from slow and shallow to deep and fast until I felt her whole body start to tense and with a loud, "Oh yes!!" she came.

She'd told me not to stop so I didn't - if anything I sped up a bit more and lifted her legs to get a different angle. I'm not sure if the result was one long, hard orgasm or a series of smaller ones but when her next orgasm started, it seemed to just keep going and going. As she finally quit cumming, I could feel my own orgasm building so just to hold off a little longer, I pulled all the way out and slid three fingers inside her pussy and used a couple from the other hand to stroke her clit. I could feel her building to another orgasm so just when she started cumming, I pulled my fingers out, slid my cock back in and started fucking her hard and fast. At the same time, I leaned forward so I could suck on one nipple while I played with the other. There may have been a couple of second delay but we both came at pretty much the same time. Later she said she could feel each spurt of cum and I know I could feel every contraction of her pussy.

I somewhat rolled to the side so we were still able to touch, kiss and hug as we both came down from an amazing time making love. As we lay there, I looked over at the clock and we'd been having sex for well over 2 hours. We pretty much melted together, I'm not sure who fell asleep first but the next thing I knew, the birds were making their morning noises and we could hear people heading down for breakfast.

She looked so relaxed and content laying there that I couldn't resist shifting so I could give her a gentle kiss. After about 4 or 5 of them, she slowly woke up and after a few seconds of realizing what was happening, she smiled and returned my kisses with longer, more passionate ones of her own. At one point we rolled slightly away from each other and I smiled as I looked at her.

When she noticed me looking, she cocked her head a bit and said, "What are you thinking?"

I wasn't sure if I should tell her what I was thinking or not but finally pulled her close for a nice long hug before saying, "I hope it's not too much, too soon but I was just thinking that I'm quickly falling in love with you and hoping you're feeling the same way."

I was hoping for the best but prepared for the worst when I saw tears start in her eyes and she pulled me tight against her. "Of all the things I could hear first thing in the morning, that has to be the best! For the last few days, I've been thinking that you were the first guy I've met since Asher passed that I thought I'd like to spend the rest of my life with but too afraid to say anything in case it was just me."

"No, it's not just you. We'll need to figure out a few things but I'd really like us to stay together after this vacation's over."

Needless to say, we missed breakfast because we decided that making love again was more important and it felt even better than the first time, especially now that we both knew it was an emotional attachment not just a physical one.

I really can't remember exactly how the next few days went because they were a bit of a blur. We dove, we swam, we did some touring and enjoyed every minute of being able to do it together. Of course, there was lots of great sex in there as well, I know I felt like I was trying to make up for lost time and I think Kafta felt pretty much the same way.

We only had 4 days left before we had to head back to our 'real' world and I definitely knew I didn't want to be without Kafta if I didn't have to. That night, we'd gone to the little restaurant up the beach for supper, which had been awesome. We were just talking and finishing a bottle of wine before heading back to the resort and I asked if she had a job when she got home. When she said she was currently working checkout at a grocery store I asked if she'd be interested in something better and she quickly said yes but that good jobs were hard to find unless you knew someone. I think she was a little upset when I laughed but then realized I must have something in mind, which I did.

"You'd said you used to work in accounting so I'm assuming you're good with numbers and can use a computer?"

She just nodded her head so I kept going; "Well, here's what I've been thinking. I'm trying to get things straightened out at work and I've pretty much got the office running right and most of the employees are doing much better but financially there's still some issues and I'm no accountant. Part of it is outstanding receivables and part of it is that I'm pretty sure the manager I fired was altering the books to make it look like it was doing better while also skimming money off the top for himself. As a bonus, you're good in both English and Swahili. Would you be interested in taking over the accounting end of things?"

Even as I was talking, she was starting to smile but then suddenly frowned. "But you said you were likely only here until you got things running properly again so if I get the accounting straightened out then that just means that you'll be leaving sooner and I really don't want you to leave."

"I've thought of that too but I'm pretty sure I'll be here at least another 6 months. After that, my boss has said he'd be fine if I decided to stay and run it permanently, move to another office that needs to be improved or go back to the main office. I've already decided I don't want to go back to the main office so if I stay here then it'll be easy for us to stay together. If I go somewhere else then I'll just have to convince the office that I need my favourite accountant to go with me."

By now she was smiling a bit more and said, "Both of those sound good but it wouldn't be as easy to get me a work visa somewhere else as it was to get yours."

"I've thought of that too and have a few ideas but my work visa here is good for a year before I'd have to either apply to stay or go back and that would give us enough time to get everything figured out."

By the time we'd finished the bottle and made it back to the resort, we were both a bit giddy and really happy. Not surprisingly, we were also really horny which led to a trail of clothes from the door to the bed. Once we hit the bed, it was a flurry of kissing, touching, stroking & fingering until she finally shifted down the bed and started licking and sucking my cock. I could already feel an orgasm building so I said, "If you don't quit sucking me like that, I'm going to cum and it'll be a while before I'm hard enough to go again."

With her usual sexy grin she said, "So you want me to stop?"

"Only for now, how about you shift up so I can use my tongue on you for a bit?"

With an even bigger smile on her face, Kafta moved up until her pussy was right over my face and I spent the next 10 minutes or so licking, kissing, sucking and nibbling her pussy through several orgasms. Maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the excitement of the proposal and the sex to come but as I licked her, I got a finger nice and wet and gently pushed it against the pucker of her ass."

As soon as she felt my finger against her ass, she instinctively moved away from it which resulted in the contact with my finger being replaced by my tongue. When she felt my tongue on her ass, she moved back down. I hadn't moved my finger but thankfully it was nice and wet with spit because when she moved, she ended up pushing the tip right into her ass. I thought I heard a bit of a moan as she pulled away and ended up with my tongue against her ass again.

This time I definitely heard a moan and she stayed where she was for a few seconds while my tongue circled and pushed against her pucker and then intentionally pushed back against my finger until it slid in to about the first knuckle. She kept moving back and forward until my whole finger was sliding in and out of her ass while my tongue played back and forth from her clit to her pussy. I could tell from her moans that she was getting close so I gently added a second finger to her ass and at the same time focused on licking and sucking her clit. That combination was enough to push her into a huge orgasm and I actually felt a bit of her juices splash against my face.

As her orgasm faded, she kind of rolled, kind of fell to the side and as she did, she pulled me to her for a passionate kiss. When she pulled back, she said, "Mmmm, I do taste pretty good" followed by, "I think I must have gotten a bit wetter than usual!"

"You certainly did, I've only been with one lady who actually squirted when she came and I'm pretty sure that's what you did."

"Wow, I've came hard before but that was amazing. I hope you didn't mind?"

"Mind? Hell, I loved it and hopefully it won't be the last time."

"Speaking of not being the last time, I've never been a big fan of anal sex but your tongue there and the combination of your finger and tongue - well that's something I really hope to feel again!"

"I wasn't sure you'd like it but I'm really glad you did, and yes I'd be quite happy to do it again but right now I've got something a bit bigger than my tongue for your pussy."

As Kafta rolled the rest of the way onto her back, I moved with her and with only one 'realignment', I could feel my cock slide inside her. I was still hard but at least a few minutes without her touching or sucking my cock had brought me back from the edge so we spent the next half hour or so enjoying every kiss, touch and stroke as I slid in and out of her. I was almost ready to cum and Kafta must have sensed it because she said, "How about you get on your back for a bit?"

We'd made love quite a few times with Kafta riding me so I figured that's what she was thinking but I was wrong. Once I was on my back, she shifted so she was laying between my legs and started sucking me again. Even though I knew I wouldn't last much longer before I came, I certainly wasn't going to say no to that, so I just lay back and enjoyed the feeling. After a minute or so she stopped and when I looked down, she was looking up at me and whispered, "Can I try something?"

Right about then I think I'd have agreed to just about anything so I just nodded. She grinned and went back to sucking me. At first I didn't notice but soon I realized as she sucked me, she was also pushing a spit-lubed finger against my ass. I'd never had anyone do that and wasn't sure I really wanted to but seeing as I'd just done it with her, I really couldn't say no.

I could feel it go in a bit further every time she pushed and while it felt ok, it wasn't the kind of 'oh ya' feeling that I was getting from her mouth. It didn't take long for her to get her whole finger in and by now it was feeling a lot better than it had at first. When she realized I was ok with what she was doing, I felt her finger rotate inside me and that's when I felt the first 'oh wow' - the tip of her finger hit what I later figured out was my prostate and it felt like a small electric shock from her finger to the end of my cock. I couldn't help but groan and when she hit it again with the same result, she started massaging it with her finger as she made love to my shaft with her mouth. I'd been getting close to cumming but the way her finger was hitting that spot inside sped things up and with a groan I felt the first spurt shoot from my cock and I'm pretty sure she felt it too and if not, I know she felt the next 7 or 8 spurts. I often cum fairly hard but wasn't sure if I'd ever felt that intense an orgasm.

When I finally stopped cumming and looked down, I could see her looking up almost like she was wondering if I'd enjoyed it or not. With a grin of my own I said, "Come here!" and guided her up to my face. Once she was close enough, I gently pulled her head toward mine so we could kiss. Unlike the first time, there wasn't just a trace of cum in her mouth, she hadn't swallowed yet so as soon as my tongue crossed with hers there was an immediate flow of cum from her mouth to mine. As we kissed, we swapped it back and forth until there wasn't any left.

After we pulled apart for a breath I said, "Before you ask, yes that was the first time anyone's done that and it felt great. I'm not sure when the last time was that I came that hard."

Kafta just chuckled and said, "I could tell... I was on the receiving end! I'd never played with a guys ass before either, it was one of the few things that Asher wasn't open to but when you used your finger and tongue on my bum I thought I'd give it a try and see how it went."

"Oh, it went really well and I'd definitely be up to doing it again but for right now how about we grab a shower, between the wine and the sex I'm pretty much ready to crash."

"Me too!" was her quick reply so we grabbed a quick shower and curled up together in bed.

When I woke up the next morning, Kafta was already awake and I quickly realized she was slowly masturbating. I was able to watch for a minute or so before she realized I was awake. When she noticed me looking, she almost seemed embarrassed until I told her I found it really hot to watch a woman playing with herself. After a few minutes of me watching her, she suggested that it would be just as hot to watch me play with myself too, so we did just that. I watched her stroking and fingering herself while she watched me stroking my cock. As expected, the 'watching' only lasted for a few minutes until it turned to touching which eventually turned to Kafta kneeling on the bed with me thrusting into her from behind which I'd already found was a good position for her to cum in and she did. The only downside to it was it put pressure on just the right spot for me and it wasn't long before I was cumming too but even one really good orgasm made for a great start to the day.

We spent our last couple of days just enjoying the beach and the water and even managed to get one more dive in. We'd pretty much decided that seeing as my apartment was paid for and she was renting that as soon as we could get things worked out, she'd give her notice and move in with me. Unfortunately, our flights out were a day apart and it would have been too much to change them so on the morning of our last day there together, we spent all of it in bed making love before she had to get to the airport. The rest of that day felt longer than the whole trip had felt and mine was a later flight as well so I knew I'd be getting in long after she'd gone to bed.

The next day was an equally long day with a boring flight and by the time my Uber got me back to my apartment, it was almost 1am. We'd talked a few times on WhatsApp so I knew she'd gotten back safely and we'd made a supper date for the next night. As soon as I got inside, I dumped my suitcases by the door and headed straight to bed. Even as I crawled into bed, I was thinking of how good it would feel once Kafta had moved in and as tired as I was, I got hard thinking about it so I figured I might as well release that pressure before I tried going to sleep.

I'm not sure if you've ever had one of those 'am I dreaming or is this really happening' moments but I was just getting into the feeling of my hand sliding up and down my shaft and thinking of Kafta and that's when I heard, "Let me do that!" at exactly the same time that I felt a warm hand closing around my hand. I'm not sure how long it took for me to realize what was happening but later Kafta said it was all she could do not to laugh. Once I realized that not only wasn't I dreaming but it was actually Kafta beside me in bed, I pulled her to me for a long hug before saying, "I know it's only been two days but damn I missed you! How the heck did you get in here?"

She just giggled and said, "I know, I just couldn't wait for tomorrow night, I hope you don't mind? Have you already forgotten that you gave me a key 'just in case'? "

"Somehow I can't see me ever minding having you beside me and touching me like that and ya, I guess in the excitement of finding you here, it's pretty easy to forget about a key."

"Then I'm pretty sure you won't mind this either" and before I could figure out what she meant, her mouth was closing over my cock and she was turning so her pussy was over my face. I'd been tired but all of a sudden, I was as awake as after a full night's sleep and enjoying her taste and the feel of her lips and mouth on me. As I licked her, I started thinking of the one night at the resort and got one finger nice and wet before pressing the tip of it against her pucker. This time she didn't pull away, instead she actually pushed back against it and a few seconds later, I felt the tip of her finger pressing against my ass.

We'd both enjoyed the little anal play we'd already had and with her mirroring what I was doing, this was even hotter. A few more minutes and lots of gentle pushing and we'd both gone from one to two fingers in the others ass as we did everything that we could to make each other cum with our lips and tongues. I could feel her starting to quiver when I heard a soft, "slow... down... a bit. I want you to cum with me."

I loved that idea so as I slowed down a bit, she sped up and sucked harder. I'd gotten pretty good at reading how close Kafta was to cumming so I kept her right on the edge until I knew I was going to cum and then started sucking on her clit. It worked and we both exploded at pretty much the same time. For the second time since we'd gotten together, Kafta squirted a little bit and even though I was tired, it had been a couple of days since I'd cum so I let loose with a good-sized load as well.

Now totally relaxed, we curled up together and I'm pretty sure we were both asleep in just a few minutes. Thankfully I'd booked the next day off because it was almost 9:30 before we woke up and even then, I wasn't functioning normally. It was a Friday so that gave us a long weekend to relax before work started again on Monday.

My boss wasn't overly happy when I told him I'd hired a woman to look after the accounting. I got bombarded with 'do you think she can do the job?', 'do you think you can trust her', 'make sure you double check everything she does' and a bunch of other things until I finally told him to shut up and listen. I gave him the quick rundown (less any of the details he didn't need to know) of us meeting, the fact we we'd already decided that we wanted to be a couple and the bottom line that either she worked with me or I'd find somewhere else to work with her which pretty much calmed him down and shut him up. Over the next month, I couldn't have been happier and everyone at the office picked up on it pretty quickly and readily accepted Kafta not only as a co-worker but as my partner.

Initially Kafta and I had similar concerns; that working together would put a strain on our relationship, that things wouldn't feel 'the same' now that we weren't on vacation and that maybe we'd moved to fast. Kafta still had her apartment but had moved a lot of her stuff into my apartment. As it turned out, it didn't take long for our concerns to fade away. If anything, we were enjoying being together at work even more than we'd thought and our time together after work brought us even closer together. The only minor problem was not being able to touch, kiss or have sex anytime during the day like we'd gotten used to at the resort but that translated to even hotter times once we were back home. Being on vacation, things had backed up a little at the office so I had to go back in on the weekend to catch up without any interruptions from customers or staff. Kafta said she'd drop by with some lunch and just before noon, I heard the her familiar, "I'm here!"

When I walked around to the lunchroom, I stopped and stared for a second because Kafta was standing there in a short skirt and pretty much see-through blouse as she unpacked the food. A quick, "Hello sexy!" got a big smile from her and an even bigger kiss. I'd have been happy to forget the food and just undress her right there but when I tried to sneak a quick feel, she just laughed, slapped my hand away and said, "Later... if you behave!"

It wasn't easy but I did my best to behave as we shared lunch. When we were done, I looked at Kafta and asked, "So, have I been good enough?"

Just the way she grinned gave me the answer I was hoping for but just in case, the kiss and gentle squeeze of my already hard cock ensured I understood. By the time she left, the papers on my desk were slightly messed up due to her bending over it while I thrust into her from behind until she came, followed by me sitting on it while she finished me with her mouth because, "I don't want to make a mess of the car with your cum oozing out while I'm driving!"

When I sent my end of month financials back to the head office, the boss was even happier as Kafta had resolved almost 80% of our outstanding receivables, cleaned up the payables. She had even found a couple of monthly automatic transactions that the previous manager had set up while he was there that went to an account that wasn't on the approved list and shut them down as well. Between what I'd already done and what she'd managed to do, the branch had gone from running at a deficit to a profit of allmost $100k/mth and we'd also gotten back a few customers that the previous manager had pissed off. What made me even happier was when I found that the previous manager was now in jail, not because of what he'd done at the company before he was fired but that I'd found the company he'd moved to and given them a warning. Apparently when you try to rip off a company whose owner is related to the chief of police, it doesn't go well.

About 5 months later, we were just as in love as when we'd been at the resort and likely more with everything was going great both work and personally. The first time I told my son I'd met someone special was when I was still at the resort and his reply was "Wow, you usually don't move that fast on anything!"

I'd kept him posted since then and we'd had a few video chats between the three of us. After the first video chat, he messaged me with, "She's a great looking lady - what's she doing with you?" followed by a smiley face.

One night, we'd just finished watching a movie when Kafta asked, "Do you know whether you're going to stay here or go to another office yet?"

I turned so I could actually see her and held both her hands before saying, "No, I don't know what I'm doing that way yet. I do know we haven't been together for six months yet and that neither of us went on vacation looking for a permanent partner but whether I stay here or go elsewhere, I definitely know I want you with me and I'd really love it if you were with me as my wife."

Kafta just stared at me for a few seconds and at first, I thought I'd said too much too soon but then she got up and pretty much launched herself at me, tears rolling down her face and mumbling, "yes! yes! yes!"

With her saying yes, we knew that was the time for her to move the rest of her stuff into my apartment and get rid of hers so that weekend we got everything moved. When we were almost done on Sunday, Kafta said she'd like to grab a shower so I told her to go ahead and I'd unpack a bit more and then grab one myself.

When I saw Kafta's bare ass heading from the bathroom to our bedroom I decided that was a good cue for me to quit, grab a shower myself and with any luck she'd still be naked when I got out. I hurried a bit more than usual and when I went to the bedroom, not only was Kafta still naked, she was laying back on the bed with a couple of fingers toying with her pussy. That was the only invitation I needed so I dropped my towel and moved toward the bed. Damn she looked good and it didn't take long before I was enjoying how good she tasted as well.

My plan was to bring her to at least one orgasm with my tongue before we made love but just when she was getting close, she stopped me and whispered, "I want you in me for the first one."

I wasn't going to argue that and I think she came even before I was fully inside her and then a couple more over the next 10 or so minutes. I was just settling into a nice rhythm when Kafta said, "I've got a surprise for you."

When I asked what she meant, she just smiled and whispered, "Stand up and I'll show you."

Intrigued, I stood up and her fingers went back to her pussy. At first, I thought she was going to masturbate for me but then she kept going and was soon sliding the tip of a finger around and slightly into her ass which I realized was already well lubed. As I watched, she slid one, then two fingers into her ass while she used the other hand to slide a couple of fingers into her pussy. When I finally tore my eyes away from her fingers and looked up, she had a really sexy smile on her face and whispered, "Ever since you used your tongue and finger on me, I've been thinking about trying more. What would you say if I said I'd like to see how your cock felt in my ass?"

"As long as you're sure, I'd definitely say yes!"

Her smile never changed as she slid a pillow under her ass to raise herself up a bit and handed me a bottle of lube that had been beside her. I lubed my cock and applied a little more to her ass before easing the head against her slightly open pucker. As I eased forward, I watched her face for any sign I should stop but other than a brief flinch just as the head popped in, there was no sign that it was hurting her so I continued to slowly push until I was all the way in. I stopped there for a few seconds and asked, "Ok?"

"At first I wasn't sure but it feels ok, just go slow for now."

I leaned forward to give her a kiss and whispered, "Of course, you know I wouldn't want to hurt you!"

After a quick return kiss, a smile and a soft, "I know!" I started pulling back but rather than pulling all the way back, I pulled back about an inch then pushed back in, pulled back two inches and pushed back in and repeated that until I was almost pulling all the way out before sliding back in again.

Every few strokes, I added a little more lube until I was moving in and out quite easily. When I looked at her face, her eyes were slightly shut and she was biting her lip a little which I'd noticed she did when she was aroused. Just to ramp things up a bit, I reached down and alternated between teasing her clit and sliding a couple of fingers in and out of her pussy. The reaction was almost immediate, her eyes opened wide and she started bucking against my fingers. Doing that also meant she was bucking against my cock so I did my best to hold still and let her move how she wanted.

That gave me an idea so I pulled all the way out of her ass and lay back on the bed. Kafta looked puzzled for a couple of seconds but then caught on and straddled me like she'd done many times already except this time she guided my cock to her backdoor and slowly lowered herself onto it. At first, I could tell she was 'playing' to see what felt best - she went from long/slow strokes to short/quick strokes, sometimes going all the way in and sometimes just keeping the head inside her. Eventually she settled on a combination - a couple of long/slow ones and then a few shorter, quicker ones with the head almost out and then back in again before going full depth and then starting over.

"Feels good?"

"Mmmm, I like it better this way."

"Why not make it feel even better and play with yourself?"

Kafta looked at me for a second or two and then reached down with one hand to stroke her pussy. She was a bit tentative at first, likely because she knew I was watching but bit by bit, she sped up. As she went faster, she started moaning, I could feel the muscles in her ass constricting slightly around my cock and when she got closer to cumming she started rubbing her clit faster and faster. Normally I could hold off cumming but the combination of watching her rubbing herself, her moaning, the overall tightness and the feeling of her ass convulsing around my cock as she came took me there way faster than I thought and I erupted in her ass just as I felt the first squirt of her juices hit my groin. It wasn't a long orgasm for her but it was a big one and when it ended, she pretty much collapsed against my chest which unfortunately caused my softening cock to slip out with a soft popping noise that made both of us chuckle a bit.

We just lay there enjoying the feeling for a few minutes before Kafta said, "Wow, I was hoping it would feel good but I wasn't expecting it to feel that good. Thanks for suggesting I get on top, I loved being on top, it felt awesome that way."

"I liked it too and watching you play with yourself at the same time made it even hotter! I still prefer 'regular' sex but if you enjoyed it enough, I'd certainly enjoy doing it again occasionally."

After a nice long kiss Kafta said, "So would I!"

We each took a few minutes in the bathroom for a 'cleanup' and then went back to bed. As we were getting comfortable, I heard Kafta whisper, "If my bum is sore tomorrow, will you kiss it better?"

As I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to my chest, I whispered in her ear, "You bet I will!"

Things don't always go as planned and apparently, we forgot to set the alarm so we didn't have enough time in the morning to do much more than get dressed, grab a tea and get to work. When Kafta sat down in the car I heard a small, "Ohhh, my bum is a bit tender!"

"Hmmm" I said with a grin, "unless I can find a way to send everyone out for something, I might not be able to do anything about that until we get home."

She gave me a little fake pout and said, "I know... but if it's still tender when we get home, you've got some kissing to do."

"So if it's not tender then you don't want me to kiss it?"

"Seeing as you put it that way - I just KNOW it'll be tender when we get home later!"

Mondays were always busy so the day went by pretty quickly and honestly, I'd kind of forgotten about her bum until about 10 minutes after we got home when I heard Kafta asking me to give her a hand for a sec. When I looked into the bedroom, she'd undressed and was kneeling on the bed with her ass toward me. "Did you forget that you promised to kiss my tender bum when we got home."

I laughed and said, "Kind of, but I didn't think you meant right away."

As I was talking, I was moving onto the bed behind her and undressing at the same time. By the time my clothes were on the floor and I gave her right cheek the first kiss, I was already hard as rock. Each time I kissed her, she'd whisper, "That's not where it's tender!"

As I kissed from cheek to cheek (and occasionally a quick kiss on her thighs and pussy), I realized this was going to be different. It was the first time I'd ever intentionally used my mouth on a woman's bum. The last time I'd done it, it had been accidental and we were both already aroused from everything else we'd done. This time, I'd be kissing and likely using my tongue on her bum intentionally. I wasn't totally sure about it but at the same time, she was asking for it which made it hot enough I wanted to try.

I got closer and closer to her pucker and as I did, I could hear her moaning softly and she'd started pushing her bum back against me every time I got close to kissing her where she wanted. Finally, I figured 'what the heck' and planted a big kiss right on her pucker. Her reaction was immediate - a long, low moan and I could feel her cheeks clench.

"Was that the tender spot?"

"Ya, right there - but it's still tender!"

I just chuckled and kept kissing around and, on her pucker, before I decided to kick it up a notch and ran my tongue from her pussy all the way back across her pucker and back down again. This time instead of a moan I got, "Oh fuck yes!"

That was all the encouragement I needed to do it a few more times before I got up the nerve to push the tip of my tongue against her pucker. "Damn, I enjoyed the feel of your cock there last night but I'm loving the feel of your tongue there right now!"

I reached around with my fingers to play with her pussy and once I had a couple of fingers inside her, I started pushing my tongue harder against her pucker until it was sliding inside as far as I could get it. I think she was trying to say something but it was only coming out as partial words, moans, groans and soft gasps.

A minute or so later she pretty much exploded in orgasm, shaking, clenching and moaning. By now my cock was throbbing and I couldn't remember being this aroused in a long time so as she started to collapse forward onto the bed, I grabbed her hips to hold her in place and thrust into her pussy in one long, quick stroke. As soon as I did, she started cumming again and I started fucking her with long, fast strokes. Normally I'd have said we made love but this was just raw, hot sex and it was likely only a few minutes before I was cumming as well. I knew she felt it because as soon as I started cumming, she groaned, "Ya, fill me!"

Fill her I did, I'm not sure when the last time was that I'd cum that much or for that long but it felt amazing. When I pulled out and let go of her hips, she pretty much fell forward onto the bed and rolled over. Normally, I'd have laid beside her, we'd have hugged and kissed as we both came down from our orgasms but even though I'd just cum, I still wanted more and looking down at Kafta on the bed, breathing heavily, eyes, pretty much closed, nipples still hard, covered in a thin sheen of sweat and pussy puffy and swollen with my cum oozing out, I made a quick decision.

It was something I'd thought about a few times with girlfriends and my wife but usually after cumming, the desire faded so before that happened, I knelt on the bed and lowered my mouth to her pussy. As soon as my mouth touched her pussy, I heard a quick intake of breath and "What are you.... oh my God!"

I took the fact that she didn't push me away as a good sign and when I felt her hand on the back of my head and heard, "No one's ever....", I knew she was enjoying it. Even better, those few words were as far as she got before she started cumming. This one wasn't a big one, just a lot of clenching and quivering but it seemed to go on forever. Each time she clenched, a bit more cum oozed out and I kept licking it off until eventually she did have a nice big orgasm that likely pushed all the remaining cum out.

I'd have kept going but she gave my head a gentle push away and mumbled, "too sensitive" so I stopped and moved up beside her. She looked slightly dazed as she put her arms around me and pulled me to her for a kiss. It was one of the hottest, most passionate kisses we'd shared. I know I still had some cum in my mouth as well as her juices and as we kissed, they were swapped back and forth until everything was gone and eventually, we moved apart and just lay there relaxing.

After a few minutes, Kafta said, "I'm not even sure where to start! I wasn't totally serious about you kissing my bum but the more you did it, the more turned on I got. I'm still not sure I'd want your cock there too often but you're more than welcome to use your fingers and especially your tongue if you'd like. What made you decide to lick me after cumming? I've heard about it but never had anyone do it with me before?"

"Well, I've thought about doing it a few times over the years but usually after I cum it doesn't appeal to me any more so that was the first time I've done it. Everything we did then seeing how hot you looked laying there made me want to go ahead and see what it was like. I'm glad you didn't freak out."

"Well, I don't know what it was like from your end but from mine it was amazing, surprising but amazing!" and then with a different look she asked, "Did you enjoy it enough to do it again sometime?"

I didn't have to think for long before saying, "Ya, I'd definitely do it again!"

About the last thing I remember as we curled up together was Kafta saying, "I'll definitely keep that in mind."

Unlike at the resort, we certainly didn't have sex every day/night and sometimes it would be a few days in between but whenever we did, it was great. Even if we didn't have sex, we both loved curling up on the couch or in bed to watch a movie or just laying there enjoying being with each other. Sometimes if one of us wasn't totally in the mood, we'd just get the other off with fingers, mouth or whatever worked at the time without expecting anything in return.

Like most couples, sometimes we 'planned' for sex a certain night and sometimes it was totally spontaneous. Both were great but different. One night we'd had supper, relaxed and were getting ready for bed when we Kafta said, "Come here and look at this."

When I went over, she was on our balcony looking up and at first, I couldn't tell what she was looking at and then I saw about 3 shooting starts all at once. Remembering what she'd told me about shooting stars with both her dad and Asher, I moved up behind her, wrapped my arms around her and for the next 10 minutes or so, we watched one of the largest shows of shooting stars I'd seen. As we stood there, I suddenly realized that I'd gone from just having my arms wrapped around her to having one hand inside her robe and cupping a breast. I also realized that she was not so subtly rubbing her ass back against my quickly hardening cock. Needless to say, I quickly forgot about the stars and started kissing her neck as I slid my other hand under her robe as well to lightly tease her pussy and at almost the same time, I felt her hand slide between us to stroke my shaft which took me from 'hardening' to 'hard' very quickly.

After a few minutes of playing, she looked over her shoulder at me and said, "How about we continue this in bed?"

Just for fun I said, "It's dark, I was thinking we could continue it right here!" so I was a bit surprised when she gave me a quick kiss and said, "Ok, let's do it!"

Before she could change her mind, I lifted the back of her robe so I could slide my cock back and forth against her pussy. It felt good, but the angle wasn't quite right for entry so Kafta shifted back and bent over the railing slightly. That did the trick and soon we were having sex right on the balcony. We, or more accurately Kafta, tried to be quiet but quite a few moans escaped, especially when she came and on her fourth orgasm, I came too and pretty sure we both moaned a bit loudly on that one.

We stayed in place until I softened enough to slide out which got a bit of a giggle from Kafta. She stood up, turned and we were just sharing a nice, hot kiss when we heard a voice from somewhere below, "I hope that felt as good as it sounded!"

Kafta quickly whispered, "Oh my god, someone heard us!"

I just laughed and said, "Maybe sometime we'll do it during the day and see if someone sees us!"

"I'd be totally embarrassed, but does sound kind of exciting too!"

As we went inside, I gave a loud, "Good night, glad you enjoyed!" to whoever had been listening which got me a slap on the arm from Kafta.

We spent the rest of the weekend relaxing and getting ready for the next week which I already knew was going to be busy. I usually worked out of the office but occasionally had to meet with prospective clients and that week I think I was out of the office more than I was there and of course that was the week that the office was crazy too - computer issues, staff sick, delays in shipping, you name it and it seemed to happen. As a result, we'd both been too tired to do much more than hug and kiss all week but I managed to get Friday in the office to make sure everything was done before the weekend.

At lunch, Kafta came over to me and said, "I think we should go out for supper tonight, have a few drinks to relax, have a nice shower together when we get home then go to bed and make love. We've both been too busy all week but I really want to have some good sex tonight."

Not surprisingly, I didn't have a problem with that either so by 6, the office was locked and we'd gone home and changed beore walking to a little restaurant close to the apartment that we'd found. Supper was great, partly because of the food but mainly because we'd enjoyed a few drinks and spent most of supper teasing each other under the table. I'd worked her skirt up high enough that I could just touch her pussy and at one point she'd unzipped me, given my cock a few strokes and tucked me back in."

By the time we left, I could have pulled her into an alley, bent her over and fucked her right there but I wanted a nice long, passionate evening and that wouldn't have been it so I made do with a lot of groping and kissing as we made our way to the apartment. It didn't take long for the clothes to be off and the two of us to be making out even more in the shower. She seemed to really enjoy teasing my cock but not enough for me to cum but I had no problem fingering and teasing her til she came which she did at least 3 times before we got out.

Finally, we turned the water off, dried off and went to the bedroom. As we kissed on the bed, Kafta said, "You know you picked a good week to be out of the office, I don't think so much has gone wrong since I started."

"I know but you got everything figured out and working which really helped me. I'll just have to do my best to make it up to you tonight."

With a big grin she said, "Exactly what I was thinking so how about you start by giving me a nice massage?"

I was fine with that because every time I gave her a massage before sex, she was even more aroused than usual. I grabbed the lotion and for the next 20 minutes or so, I worked from her neck, down her back, her arms, down her legs and then she rolled over and I worked my way back up again. When I was done she said, "Mmm, that felt great but I think you missed a few spots."

I'd intentionally stayed away from her nipples and pussy so I just chuckled saying, "Oh don't worry, I've got a different massage in mind for those spots" and to prove it, I bent over so I could run my tongue around and over a nipple, give it a quick suck and then move to the other nipple.

When I ran my finger lightly up her slit, I could feel how wet she already was so I moved from her nipples down to her pussy and spent at least 15 minutes 'massaging' her pussy, smooth/puffy lips and her clit with my tongue and stopping briefly whenever I thought she was close to cumming. Finally, in between moans she said, "I'm close, I really want to cum!"

Figuring I'd teased her long enough, I started rubbing her clit with a finger while I pretty much sucked her pussy into my mouth and then slid my tongue as far in as I could go and started flicking the tip back and forth. That must have been what she needed because with a loud "Oh ya!" she came. Normally I'd have kept right on licking her but I was ready for some fun too so I slid up to give her a kiss and at the same time slid my cock into her pussy.

We both moaned a little as I bottomed out and then started fucking her slow and easy. Following exactly what I'd done with my mouth, every time she felt like she was going to cum, I either slowed down or stopped so I could kiss her or suck on a nipple before starting again. Eventually, she said, "That feels great but I want to cum again and I want to feel you cumming in me" and with that, she rolled me over so she was on top. She started slow and easy but quickly built-up speed until our bodies were slapping together with each stroke. Her next orgasm hit quickly and as always; I loved the feeling of her pussy convulsing around my cock. Originally, I'd been thinking it was going to be slow, passionate kind of sex but I quickly found that she had other ideas and I was fine with it. She kept thrusting and after five or so more minutes of hard, fast sex I could feel an orgasm building and was pretty sure she was close again too but I couldn't quite hold on and came long and hard inside her.

"Teasing me that much wasn't nice but feeling you cum in me certainly was. I was just about to cum when you did. Do you want me to cum again?"

"Mmmm, I'd love you to come a few more times!"

As she said, "That's what I hoped you'd say!" she started moving and from straddling my hips, to straddling my face only took a few seconds.

I quickly realized what she had in mind and that she'd likely planned on me cumming before she did. "I've been thinking of this for weeks" was the last thing I heard clearly before her pussy was right over my mouth. Gravity alone was drawing some of my cum out of her and when I started licking and sucking, that brought even more out. I don't think I'd realized it until right then but I found that being in a position where she was more in control than me was a big turn on. After licking her pussy for a couple of minutes, I felt her shift again and soon her pussy was by my nose which left her pucker right over my tongue. This time I didn't hesitate and started tonguing and licking her there as well. It's hard to keep track but as she moved back and forth on my face, I know she had at least 4 more orgasms and squirted a bit with two of them.

I was pretty sure she was ready to take a break but I wasn't quite ready to let her so when she started to move to the side, I just held her hips and started sucking on her clit while I slid a couple of cum lubed fingers into her ass. Her reaction was immediate and from the way she bucked, it was almost like I'd used an icicle instead of my fingers. She started cumming again and it was the strongest one yet, moaning, groaning and thrusting her pussy against my face.

This time when she moved to the side, I let her and she lay there looking very well satisfied. After a bit of kissing she said, "Thank you - that was amazing. It's too bad it'll be a while before you're hard again or I'd see if you could cum a second time."

With a big grin, I took her hand and brought it down to my cock which was just as hard as it had been when we started. "Damn, what got you that hard that quickly?"

"I'm not sure... maybe the hard/fast sex, maybe having you straddle my face when we were done and maybe feeling you cum so hard but we can figure that out later. For right now.."

Rather than continue, I figured it was easier to show her so I grabbed a pillow, slid it under her hips and straddled her legs. She knew exactly what I was going to do, or at least she thought she did. Instead of sliding my cock into her pussy, I lined it up with her pucker and eased it inside. The cum lube from earlier worked quite well and while I didn't slide as quickly as I would have into her pussy, I did slide in just as deep. As I watched, I could see the surprise on her face turn to pleasure as she felt my cock start to slide back out again. I grabbed the lube from the nightstand and put a little on before sliding back in and that made it a lot easier.

"Does that feel good?"

"I wasn't expecting it but yes it feels good!"

"Then let's see what this does" and before she could ask what I meant, I put the vibrator I'd grabbed against her clit and turned it on. Damn... she bucked, she moaned, she groaned and even better, she came almost immediately. As she was cumming, I shifted enough that I could slide the vibrator into her pussy and held it against me so as I pulled back, it pulled back and as I slid back into her ass, it slid back into her pussy.

"That's intense!" but her smile told me it must be a very good 'intense' and then her smile changed to a wide-open mouth as the fingers of my other hand started playing with her clit.

"Damn, damn, damn!" was about all she could get out as she started cumming again except unlike when I was teasing her earlier, I didn't stop and the stimulation of her ass, pussy and clit took her from one orgasm right into the next.

I did my best to hang on and enjoy the ride, already feeling that I might be cumming again soon. It took a few minutes but eventually I was there and shooting my second round of cum for the evening deep in her ass. Feeling me cumming there seemed to put her over the edge one more time as she came again. This time it was me who pretty much collapsed beside her and I was breathing as hard as she was.

When we finally caught her breath she said, "Wow, from the week of hell, to an evening of absolute heaven. I don't even know how many times I came."

"Neither do I, but from the wet spot on the sheets, I'd say it was quite a few."

When she saw what I was looking at, she seemed almost embarrassed until I said, "If you cumming like that means we have to do a bit more laundry then I'll just buy a commercial washer because that was amazing."

With her arms wrapped around me she said, "It certainly was... and here I thought I'd surprise you."

"You did, so I guess we can call it even... at least for now."

After going to the bathroom for a quick wash, we were soon curled up together in bed, very relaxed and very happy. When we got up the next morning, Kafta gave me a kiss and said, "I'm glad it's the weekend, after last night I don't think I'd be able to function well enough to work."

We spent Saturday picking up some things for the wedding but decided on Sunday that it was such a beautiful day that we should spend the afternoon and a bit of the evening at an outdoor concert where they had lots of different bands playing. While she was changing to go, I said "remember the night we went to the restaurant and teased each other until we got home?"

With a sexy smile she said, "I sure do!"

"Then why don't you wear a short skirt, we'll both go commando and have a bit of fun there before we come home for some more fun, maybe even go braless?"

When she was finally ready, I just looked at her and whistled. Her skirt was a thin wrap-around style that went to just above the knees and she was wearing a blouse that was loose enough you couldn't easily tell she was braless but if you looked the outline of her areola and nipples was definitely visible. I just whistled and said, "Damn, you look good enough to eat!"

"I might just hold you to that later but for now we'd better get going."

We'd packed some food, drinks and a blanket to sit on. It was only about a 20-minute drive there and it was right after lunch so we were able to find a good spot near the bands but with enough privacy that we could play a little without anyone seeing us. As the day went on, we enjoyed the music as well as seeing how aroused we could get each other without anyone noticing. A few more couples were sitting near us and from what we could see, they had the same idea we did because there was lots of kissing, touching and even a fair bit of groping going on. From the occasional 'caught ya' kind of smiles, shared between the couples, it was obvious that everyone knew what was happening and no one really cared.

I was leaning back against our cooler bag with Kafta sitting in front of me so it was easy for her to reach back and fondle me and while a little harder, I was definitely able to have some fun with her nipples as well as sliding my hand under her skirt and playing with her pussy. One of the other couples had been making out since they got there and we'd seen more than one flash of boob as he'd slid his hand under her crop top and one of the other guys had been trying to run his hand under his girlfriend's skirt but she'd kept stopping him.

Eventually the couple that was just making out got up and left, likely to go somewhere and have sex. By late afternoon, we were both horny as hell so when Kafta got up to go pee, I took a chance and unzipped so I could get my cock out more easily. The other guy noticed so I just gave him the 'shush' sign and grinned. When Kafta got back and started to sit down, I quickly pulled my cock out and flicked her skirt up enough that when she sat down, she felt my hard cock right against her pussy.

She quickly turned and gave me a very surprised look. I thought maybe she'd pull away and shift her skirt back but instead she just looked around then back to me and mouthed the words, "Are you serious?"

When I gave her a kiss and nodded, she whispered back, "Then we'll have to be careful" and with that, she lifted a bit so she was a bit higher against my lap before sliding back down again. When she did, I could feel the tip of my cock slide inside and with slow and careful movements, she managed to get me all the way inside her. I hadn't really worked out how we'd be able to move without giving away what we were doing but Kafta took care of that by slowly rocking back and forth to the beat of the music. To anyone looking, she appeared to just be sitting on my lap, enjoying the music.

At least to anyone but the guy who'd spotted me unzipping because he quickly realized what we were doing and must have said something to his girlfriend because she casually looked back at us. I just grinned and shifted Kafta's dress enough without Kafta noticing that there was no doubt what we were doing.

The girl's eyes opened up a bit wider and her guy gave me a nod and a quick thumbs up. Without making it too obvious, bit by bit they shifted so they could watch both us and the bands. Kafta still had no idea that they knew what was happening and I figured I'd keep it that way for a bit. Apparently seeing us going at it got the girl horny enough to let him run his hand under her skirt and start feeling her pussy and slowly it shifted up until I could see his fingers moving.

Finally, I just had to see what Kafta's reaction would be so I whispered, "If you look left a bit, we're not the only one's having fun."

Just as she looked, the girl looked our way and grinned, making it pretty clear that she knew what we were doing too. I wasn't sure which way it would go but from the way Kafta moaned when she looked, I figured she was enjoying what was happening.

Apparently, the other girl also enjoyed being watched because she said something to her boyfriend then got up and walked towards the washrooms. Kafta and I kept an eye out and just as she was coming back, he unzipped except he moved onto his side and she lay in front of him. With a quick look at us, she flipped her panties into their bag and lifted her skirt enough that he could slide into her.

Just like they couldn't really see what we were doing, we couldn't really see what they were doing but it was still pretty obvious. After a few minutes, she looked around and apparently happy that no one else was watching, she shifted her top so we could see her tit and then pulled his hand over it. Our position wasn't the best so we shifted to match the way they were laying and when I slid back into Kafta, it was a much better angle and more comfortable too. As we settled into our new position, I found Kafta had undone her top enough to expose one breast which I quickly covered with my hand.

In the second or two before I had my hand over it, both of the other two had seen it and both smiled to show that they enjoyed what they saw. I shifted my hand so I was still cupping her breast but they could see her nipple as I played with it and a few seconds later, he did the same thing. As each of us rocked back and forth, sliding in and out of our respective partners, I decided to see if Kafta would let me go a little further so I eased her skirt up enough that they could see her pussy and maybe even a bit of my cock as we fucked. Not only did Kafta not pull her skirt back down, the other girl shifted her skirt to give us the same view. This was the first time I'd ever seen anyone else have sex in person and later I found it was the same for Kafta.

As each couple watched the other, intentionally or not, we sped up and thrust harder. I think his girlfriend came first, followed very shortly by Kafta. We kept going and just before I came, Kafta came again. It looked like her cumming set the other two off because from the moans, they both came at almost the same time. Both ladies shifted enough to pull their skirts back down and covered their boobs.

Our timing was pefect because very shortly after we made ourselves presentable, a loud group of about five couples sat close to where we were but it certainly looked like they wanted the privacy to drink without being caught rather than fooling around. The other guy and I were able to tuck ourselves back in and get zipped up without the other group noticing, then without saying a word, the other couple got up, grabbed their things and left.

We stayed a few more minutes before doing the same thing and as we headed to the car, Kafta leaned close and said, "That was a lot of fun except for one thing."

"What's that?"

"It's hard to walk normally when you've got cum running down your leg!"

I looked down and sure enough, I could see a wet trail running down the inside of her right leg. I chuckled a bit and said, "Hmm, guess we'll have to add wet wipes to the list when we do this again."

"When? You're assuming that I want to do it in public again."

When I looked at her with a bit of concern, she just laughed and said, "Ok, doing it in public was a definite turn on. Watching the other couple and knowing they were watching us made it even hotter so ya, I'm looking forward to doing it again sometime but for now I want to go home and see if I can get you hard enough to go again. It seems we both enjoyed it but now I'd love 'long and slow' instead of 'hard and fast'.

I totally agreed and less than 5 minutes after getting home, we were naked, in bed and doing just that. Just for fun, we started in the same position we'd finished in at the park with her curled up in front of me so I could slide in from behind. With at least some of my earlier cum still inside her, 'slide' is exactly what I did. We'd definitely had sex more than once in a day or evening but usually with a shower in between, I think this was the first time we'd ever had sex when she still had cum in her and not only was it a great lube, just the thought of having sex while she still had cum in her was a turn on.

We made love that way for a bit, then she got on top of me, then I got on top of her and after she'd had at least 6 good orgasms she said, "I know you're close, go ahead - let me feel you cumming again!"

I stopped long enough to spend a minute or so just kissing her then I got up, stood beside the bed and pulled her to me. With her right at the edge of the bed and me holding her legs up/back, I was able to get nice and deep plus hit the angle that always seemed to work for both of us.

I doubt it was another forty or fifty strokes before I was cumming and just as I was finishing, I reached down to rub her clit and that brought her to one more orgasm. As I pulled out, I could see a definite ooze of cum and Kafta must have felt it too because she looked at me and said, "If I had the energy, I'd roll you over and see what your tongue could do."

I just laughed and said, "If I had the energy, you wouldn't even have to roll me over, I'd dive in with you right where you are."

We both laughed before we said, "I love you" almost at the same time. After laying there for a bit, arms around each other and just touching/caressing I asked "So any preference between the hard/fast/public and the soft/slow/private?"

"Well, if you'd asked me this morning, I'd likely have said the second but having had sex with others watching even though they really didn't see much, well I'm not sure" and then with a bit of a grin she added, "Maybe I'll just have to try again before I decide."

"That sounds like an awesome idea, how about I let you pick where/when next time?"

As she snuggled back against me the last thing I heard before falling asleep was, "I think I will!"

It was back to work on Monday but at least it was a calmer week and in between work and life, we'd been working on the wedding. We'd finally picked a date and decided to have it at the resort where we'd met, now we were just working out final details. We'd decided to have the wedding at the beach we met on with us, my son and her sister plus inviting a few friends but weren't sure if any would make it. When we'd gone to get the license, I couldn't believe it when the young, white clerk looked at me and outright said, "Just to make sure there's no delay, you should also start the paperwork for her visa to Canada."

"Why would she need a visa for Canada?"

"Well, generally that's the reason that most women here marry men from other countries."

That got me pissed so likely a little louder than I should, I said, "Oh, so you're assuming that if a black woman marries a white man, it's just so she can get out of the country. Have you ever considered that it could actually be because they love each other? Oh, and just for your information, if anything I'll be applying to have my work visa here extended because up until meeting you, I've found everyone I met to be very polite, friendly and non-racist and was looking forward to staying here for a while."

Oh boy, that did it! I got looks from several people, nods, grins and even a couple of chuckles from a lot of the black people near me, both male and female. A manager quickly came over, told the clerk to wait in his office and profusely apologized for what had happened. When we got back to the car, Kafta said, "Oh my god, I don't think I've ever seen someone shot down that well for making assumptions like that. If I wasn't already in love with you, that would certainly have clinched it!"

For some reason what I'd been told would take several weeks to process was ready in three days and when I went in to pick it up, I didn't see the clerk I'd originally dealt with anywhere and I got yet another apology from the manager.

With everything for the wedding finally planned and ready, the next couple of months flew by. We'd booked our room at the resort for an extra few days before and after the wedding. Before just to make sure everything was good to go and a few days after to relax and have a bit of fun before going back to work again. Everyone at the resort was awesome and helpful so everything went smoothly that way. My son Steven got there the day before the wedding and he and Kafta quickly hit it off and were soon carrying on like they'd known each other for years. After supper that night, he said, "I'm really happy for you! Kafta seems like an incredible woman - both looks and personality."

I told him how happy I was that he liked her too and told him that Kafta had said that she really liked him too and hoped we'd all be able to get together before too long. The wedding the next day went off beautifully. Neither of us were really religious so we picked a more personal ceremony. A few of our friends made it so there were about eight of us for supper that night and we were quite surprised when we settled the bar bill and saw they'd given us a 20% discount as a wedding present. It was a Saturday so there were quite a few locals there for the weekend and enjoying a bit of a party as well. We'd changed out of our formal wear so I was in shorts and a button up shirt and Kafta had changed into a mid-thigh wrap which based on how nicely her nipples were showing and the lack of any panty lines, I figured she had nothing on underneath it. We were slightly drunk but still running on adrenaline from the day so Kafta suggested we grab one of the big cushioned chairs and just relax before going to bed. I was all for that so while I ordered a couple more drinks, she went to the bathroom and we grabbed a seat. After a bit, she said she was getting cool so instead of sitting, we stretched out with me spooning her. We'd been talking with a couple from England who'd just gotten there that day and filling them in on things they could do or see while they were there. As we talked, I could feel Kafta's hand work its way between us and start teasing my hardening cock.

With the minimal light, I didn't think the other couple would see so I figured two could play at that game and managed to slide a hand in between the folds of her wrap so I could cup one breast and enjoy the feeling of her nipple hardening against my hand. I figured we'd enjoy fooling around for a while and then go back to our room for our first night of sex as husband and wife so I was a bit surprised when I felt Kafta undoing my shorts, opening the fly and easing my cock out. The gent's wife had just said that they'd decided before arriving that they'd take turns deciding where to go and what to do for the day when I heard Kafta reply, "We're pretty much the same, as a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure it's my turn to choose where and when, isn't it love?"

Just as I was trying to figure out what she meant, I felt her holding my cock as she pushed back and from the tightness I felt, I knew my cock was slowly finding it's way into her ass. Temporarily forgetting where we were, I let out a soft, "Oh ya!"

When Kafta noticed the other couple giving us a slightly puzzled look, she said, "He gets really excited when it's my turn because I always try to find something exciting and different, don't I?"

Now that I had everything figured out, I was able to give a much calmer, "You certainly do my dear and it's always great to open our options!" and as I said 'open', I put one hand on her hip and pushed most of my cock into her ass.

That made her give an involuntary, "Ohhhh!" and when the other couple looked at her, she quickly said, "Sorry, just had a bit of a spasm."

As we kept talking, I pushed into her and she pushed back into me. I wasn't surprised that it wasn't a good enough position for me to cum but by the time the other couple said, "We're really sorry but we're pretty tired from the flight and need to head to bed. Hope to see you tomorrow!", judging by the clenching around my cock, Kafta had already cum a couple of times. Shortly after they left, Kafta and I stopped long enough for me to sit up and her to sit on my lap, while letting my cock slide back into her ass at the same time. With no one else near us, she was able to lift herself off my cock and then lower back down onto it quite easily. It was a much better position for me and when I got close to cumming, I reached into her wrap so I could rub her clit at the same time. That not only caught her a bit off guard but also made her cum right away. As she came, she let out a bit of a, "Oh fuck!" and clenched even tighter around my cock which triggered me to release into her ass. Apparently one of the bar staff had heard her and popped over to make sure everything was ok. She still wasn't quite able to talk so I just said, "Everything's good, I think something just ran across her foot and scared her."

The staff just grinned and said, "It's ok, nothing that comes out onto the beach at night will bite you!" and then headed back to the bar. As soon as he was far enough away, I whispered in Kafta's ear, "Maybe not bite, but I'm sure you could get nibbled!"

As she got off my lap and looked down at her wrap and my shorts she laughed and said, "Well, before we do any nibbling, we'd better find a way to get back to the room without anyone seeing some really obvious wet spots."

When I looked down, I could tell right away what she meant, the front of my shorts was wet, as was the back and side of her wrap. Standing up, I took her hand and said, "Come on, I've got the solution!"

She was a bit puzzled when I started walking toward the beach rather than back to the rooms but by the time we'd gotten to the water, she understood and as we laughed and held hands, we walked out to our waists in the ocean. Then we stood there for a few minutes hugging, kissing and laughing before heading back to the beach. When we got to the sand, Kafta wrung her wrap out as best we could and then we headed back to our room holding hands. About half way, the sand turned to walkway and the lighting was good enough that anyone we met could see that we were soaking wet and dripping as we walked but we just grinned and kept going, figuring they'd have no idea of why we were that wet.

Our plan was to go back to the room, shower, enjoy the hot tub that was part of the luxury unit and then go to bed and make love. We got the first three done without any issue but when we got to bed, we ended up kissing passionately for a few minutes and then curling up together and going to sleep. Both of us woke up the next morning, shortly after 9am, feeling totally awake, alive, refreshed and happy to know it was our first morning waking up as husband and wife. After a quick round of 'good morning' and 'I love you', we were soon kissing and gently touching each other. As much as both of us were enjoying what we were doing, we also wanted more but there was a brunch planned for the wedding party and any of the guests that had stayed so we knew we wouldn't be able to spend the entire morning in bed making love. We also knew that there was no way we were going to make it to the brunch without some relief so Kafta slid her naked body up mine, turned around and as she lowered her pussy to my mouth, her mouth was sliding down my shaft. We didn't have lots of time but we weren't in a huge rush either so she enjoyed teasing me to make me last but I was fine because I knew she could cum over and over. By the time Kafta finally took me past my breaking point and I erupted into her mouth, my face was nicely soaked from the 5 or 6 orgasms she'd already had. After relaxing for a little bit, we got up, showered, dressed and headed to the brunch. Honestly, all we really wanted to do was say hello, thank a lot of the people for coming and get back to our room but even that seemed to be taking forever. We picked at the food as we mingled and when one of my friends said, "No appetite this morning? Must have had too much to drink last night!", I just grinned at him, looked over at Kafta and said, "Nope, I actually already ate this morning!" and then both Kafta and I laughed when he was dribbling coffee from his mouth and down his shirt.

By the time we'd talked with everyone we wanted to talk to and made it back to our room, it was almost noon and I don't think the door had even fully shut behind us before we had our arms around each other and were kissing like teenagers. We weren't leaving until after supper so as we undressed each other, we touched, felt and kissed each body part as it was exposed until we were both totally naked. It wasn't much longer before we were both on the bed with Kafta's legs wrapped around my waist as I slid my cock in and out of her wonderfully wet, tight pussy. Now that we knew we had the rest of the day with no commitments, I focused on making her cum as often as I could, while holding back my own. Whenever I felt that I was getting close to cumming, I'd pull out and either lick or finger her until I'd calmed down and then slide back in. I'm not sure how many times she came before I finally exploded inside her pussy but the bed under us was already wet and got even wetter when I pulled out and a run of my cum escaped and mixed with her juices on the sheets. Normally, that's when we'd curl up and cuddle for a while but today, Kafta had other ideas and promptly pushed me onto my back so she could stroke, lick and suck my shaft. I'd already noticeably softened but with her stimulation, it wasn't long before I was thickening again. When she looked up at me and said, "Once you're hard, I want you to make love to me on the balcony."

That certainly helped get me hard and once I was ready to go again, she pulled on a loose wrap, I stayed naked and we went to the balcony. We were on the top floor so no one could look down on us which meant the railing hid pretty much everything from the waist down. By lifting up her wrap as she bent over against the railing, I was easily able to slide back into her pussy and with her bent over, I was also able to slide a hand into her wrap so both of us could enjoy me gently squeezing and pulling on her nipples as we made love. The thrill of doing it on the balcony seemed to out-weigh the fact that I'd recently cum and after about 15 minutes of straight fucking, I came inside her pussy again. As we went back inside, we didn't make it any further than the couch before we were kissing and touching again. I'm really not sure how but between her mouth, tongue and fingers plus how much I loved making her cum, by the time we finally stopped, we'd had sex in the bed, on the balcony, on the couch, back on the bed and with her sitting on the table. She'd cum multiple times in each position and I managed to cum once in each position. When we eventually collapsed onto the bed, after giving me a long, tender kiss, she said, "I think I'd better get cleaned up."

Afterwards, she told me that she'd meant that she needed a shower but she didn't complain when I guided her onto my face and proceeded to give her a thorough cleanup with my mouth and tongue. Considering I'd cum in her pussy five times, I wasn't too surprised at how much cum was oozing out of her pussy as she rode my face but I was a little surprised at how many more times she came and how wet she got each time she did. I even used some of the escaping juices to get a couple of fingers nice and slick and as I licked her pussy, I eased them into her ass which set her off on yet another orgasm. When we finally separated, she moved so we were looking right at each other and after a soft, "I love you!", she leaned down and after kissing and licking whatever juices were on my face, we enjoyed a kiss that was long and passionate as well as being flavoured with our juices. Even then, the shower didn't happen right away because we ended up laying together on the bed, just holding each other and enjoying the feelings of love and satisfaction that were flowing through us.

We were just starting to pack a few things up when I got a call from my boss. As soon as I answered, he said, "Mark, I'm really sorry I missed the wedding. I was tied up in something really big that came up last minute."

I knew him well enough to say that if it was big, then it was because otherwise, he'd never have missed the wedding but I wasn't sure why he was calling now instead of waiting until I got back.

He must have known what I was thinking because then he said, "I'm sorry to be calling you now and it's going to sound odd but it'll make sense in a minute. I kind of need to know what your plans are with the office there. Are you going to stay there with Kafta, are the two of you coming back here or would you like to go to another office together?"

It still wasn't making any sense and I was a bit pissed that he was calling the day after my wedding to ask about it and I pretty much told him so.

"I know and I told you it would sound odd. What came up was an international company that made me an offer out of the blue for my company that was way beyond anything that I'd have thought it would be worth so I've pretty much said 'yes'. The only office that isn't currently included in the sale is the one you're managing."

"Why, don't they want it?"

"Oh, they definitely want it and if you're not interested in staying then they can have it but if you're thinking of staying there then I'm not going to include it in the sale."

"I'm confused, you're selling the company so it really doesn't matter who runs this office but if I'm going to stay, you're not including it?"

There was a pause on the other end before he finally said, "You've been with me for a long time and dug this company out of some pretty big holes or at least things that could have been big holes. If you want to stay there, I wanted to give you the first shot at having it."

"Thanks very much but I'm too close to retirement to invest what it would take to buy this office and I really don't want to manage it for someone else."

"I figured that but that's not what I meant by 'having it' - I've talked to my lawyer and he's told me that for some sort of international trade law, I'd have to sell it to you but the price would be up to me."

"Ok, but I've already said that I don't have the money to buy it or the time to recoup whatever I paid for it."

"I know, I figured that but what if I said I'd sell it to you for $1.00?"

"What? Either you're nuts or this is some weird joke."

By now, Kafta was looking at me wondering what was going on.

"No, it's not a joke. I'm making enough on all the other offices that I'll have more money than I can possibly spend for the rest of my life and likely another life too so the difference in what they'd be paying with or without that office doesn't even matter. Call it a wedding present if you want but I thought maybe this could be something that you and Kafta could run together and give yourself a better retirement package than what you've got right now."

"Holy shit, you're actually serious? What about all our buyers, do you think they deal with me once I'm not part of the company?"

"I thought about that so I called some of the bigger ones. They all said pretty much the same thing; since you've been there, they're getting faster deliveries and better products with less issues. When I mentioned that you might be going independent there, they all said they'd definitely stay with you."

My mind still wasn't quite able to wrap itself around what he was saying so I told him I'd need a day or so to digest what he'd said, talk to my own lawyers as well as Kafta and see what she thought. He said that sounded fine but ideally, he needed to know in the next 48 hours so he could get things finalized for the sale either of everything to the new company or my office to me and the rest to the new company.

As soon as I got off the phone, Kafta immediately said, "What the heck was that all about?"

When I explained everything to her, her first thought was, "Do you have any idea what this office is worth in sales?"

"Yes, you've kept me up to date really well on gross and net sales and profits which is why I'm totally shocked at his offer. He's offering us what is basically a million dollar a year company, you're going to say 'yes' aren't you?"

"That was my first instinct but I wanted us to talk first. I'm getting close enough to retiring and I don't want to miss the opportunity to spend as much time with you as I can whether it's at home or travelling to places we've never been and owning a company would likely put a big crimp in that time."

As she nodded, Kafta said, "Well, your boss found a great guy to manage things and you found an amazing lady to do the accounting. It might slow us down for a year or so but maybe once things are running how we want them, we could find someone to manage it and look after the accounting while we travel."

I was still to shocked at my bosses offer to have thought of that but it made perfect sense so after bouncing around a few more thoughts, I called him back and put him on speaker. "Thanks so much for the offer, Kafta and I have talked about it and yes, we're definitely interested. It'll be an amazing opportunity for us."

"Perfect! That's what I was hoping you'd say. I'll get the deal on the rest of the company finalized and my lawyer can get ahold of your lawyer to get everything drawn up. Now that I'll be retired, there shouldn't be any problem with me getting down there sometime to see you and finally meet your amazing wife!"

After finally hanging up, we looked at each other and said, "Wow!" before we locked together in a sensual kiss.

Unfortunately, we had to leave in an hour or so which meant we wouldn't have time to make love one more time before we left but both of us knew that as soon as we got home, the suitcases would be waiting until tomorrow so we could get naked and celebrate the next step in our life together!