A Night 'Alone'

When my husband suggested I take a weekend away all by myself, to relax, refresh and recharge, I don't think he anticipated that it would turn out quite like it did. We had been married for 10 years, and neither of us had yet experienced the "7 year itch" that we were warned about. But this weekend did reveal and itch that neither of us knew I had... and that itch was well and truly scratched!

I'm Charlene, a 32yo stay at home mom... a short blonde with a relatively fit body for someone who had 3 young children. I enjoyed working out, and had managed to get back into shape after each child. I have smaller, but still perky breasts... and I'm often told that my best asset is my toned legs and butt. My husband, Steve, is a busy business manager, but still finds plenty of time for me and the kids. And he, very sweetly, notice how exhausted I had been, and so he suggested this weekend away, so that I could come back refreshed and ready to go again. He had booked a nice hotel at a beachside town about an hour away, and even though I declined his suggestion at first, he wouldn't take no for an answer.

And so, here I was packing a few clothes, including some bikinis that I didn't often have the chance to wear, and some books so that I could do absolutely nothing all weekend. Just as I finished packing, Steve arrived home from work with a little present for me... it was a dildo about the same size as his penis... in case I missed him while I was away. I had absolutely no intention of ever using it, but packed it just to humour him. And so I was off for my little getaway.

When I arrived to check in, it was still only mid afternoon, and since the hotel was right on the beach I decided to spend the last few hours of sunlight relaxing down on the beach. So I changed into a pretty pink bikini, rather modest compared to what most girls wear now, but it still showed off my nice figure, and my sexy legs that I was very proud of. I took a mirror selfie and sent it to Steve... he always liked it when I sent him sexy selfies! He sent back telling me to make sure I wear my wedding ring, so all the guys leave me alone! Of course, I never take it off, so he has nothing to worry about. I put a little sundress over the top, left my phone in the room and headed down to the beach with a book to read. I found a nice quiet place up the beach, past the crowds, and set my towel down, removed my dress, and lied down to read my book. It was a beautiful sunny afternoon, I was eager to get a nice tan on my very white body! This was beautiful, no interruptions, just nice and relaxing. My husband knew exactly what I needed!

After a couple of hours past, and the sun was getting closer to the horizon, I was just about ready to go. But just then a group of shirtless young guys strolled down the beach to the very spot I'd found and started playing with a football quite close to where I was. This was my sign to get out of here, but as I started to put my dress back on and get ready to leave, one of these shirtless young men came over to introduce himself to me. He obviously didn't notice or didn't care about the wedding ring I was wearing, because he didn't even try to hide his looks as he was looking me up and down. He introduced himself as Latrell, a 21yo college student on a holiday with his friends. He was friendly, funny and easy to talk to... offering plenty of compliments! And even though I was not interested in pursuing a friendship with this young man, I still enjoyed the brief conversation we had. I told him I had to get going, to which he replied that he was very disappointed, then he asked for my number so that we could continue our conversation later. I have no idea why I did, but I just gave it to him, without even thinking... and spent the whole walk back to my room regretting it! Why couldn't I have been smart enough to give him a fake number? Why didn't I mention in our conversation that I was happily married? I don't know the answers... all I know is that Latrell had somehow managed to sweet talk me into giving out my number like I was some young college girl still looking for love, and I didn't even realise what had happened until afterwards.

When I got back to my room, I checked my phone, and found 2 new messages... one sweet message from my husband, Steve, asking how my afternoon down at the beach was... and one from a new number, Latrell, asking me on a dinner date. Both messages were hard to reply to... what do I tell Steve? It's not like anything happened... but surely he wouldn't like me giving my number out to other men, especially one as good looking and smooth talking as Latrell! And what do I tell Latrell? I did really enjoy talking to him... but there's no way I could go on a date with him! I replied to Latrell first, I had to tell him straight before he could sweet talk me into doing something wrong. So I told him that I was sorry for giving him my number, and let him know that I'm happily married and can't go on dates with other men. That ought to send him packing! Then I decided I should be honest with Steve... so I told him all that had happened, including Latrell asking me to dinner. Then I waited anxiously for both men to respond...

Latrell replied first... he said he saw my ring and knew I was married, but he enjoyed my company regardless and just wanted to hang out as friends. He made it clear that the dinner invitation was still there, but just as friends. Then Steve's reply shocked me... he asked if I wanted to go on a dinner date with Latrell? He said he wouldn't want to stop me from enjoying my weekend away. I didn't know how to reply... but thought I'd just be honest. I told Steve that I did enjoy Latrell's company, but didn't think it would be smart to spend too much time with him. Then Steve shocked me with his response... he told me to accept Latrell's dinner invitation, wear something pretty and just enjoy the night out.

Now I had to decide how to respond to Latrell... I had my husbands blessing to go and enjoy my night... so I told Latrell to pick me up in an hour. He replied with a love heart, and I was starting to think this was a bad idea. But as I got myself ready, without even realising I'd put a lot of effort into how I looked for Latrell! I was wearing a black lace g-string with a matching lace bra, I had thigh high black stockings, a short and tight colorful flower patterned dress, black heels, and my hair and makeup was perfect. I didn't even put this much effort into a date with my husband! But I did think I should send my husband a selfie so he could appreciate my beauty. He just replied with don't stay out too late and a winky face. So I headed down to the lobby to wait for my "date".

When Latrell arrived, he was a vast difference from the shirtless young man I met on the beach. He was in jeans and a white button up shirt that really showed off his muscular arms and chest. His dark brown skin was a stark contrast to the white shirt, an exotic look... that I quite enjoyed! A brief thought of his dark brown skin against my pale white skin gave me a brief trembling feeling, that I quickly shut down! But either way, this young man looked incredible! I was going to enjoy being his date for the night!

As Latrell approached me he put out his arm to escort me, and asked me if I had decided whether this dinner was a date, or as friends...? I recalled my husbands messages and answered that I was quite happy to be his date for the evening. He must've liked this response, as he gave me a quick kiss on the lips and told me he would then make the evening go forever. This was the first sign that I had already taken things too far... I really hope Steve meant what he said in those messages, because I am falling for Latrell in a bad way!

Dinner was amazing, Latrell had picked a nice seafood restaurant, and looked after me all evening, the conversation flowed so freely, he made me laugh, he made me smile, and he made me want him more than I should! The champagne definitely wasn't helping either, but there's no way I could blame my actions on the alcohol that night. After dinner, Latrell asked me if I'd enjoy to walk back to my hotel along the beach... and a walk on the beach in the evening is perhaps the most romantic thing in the world, so of course I said yes! As we started to walk his hand found mine... we were walking together down the beach like to young lovers, strolling slowly enjoying our time together... wishing the hotel was getting further away so that I could spend more time with this gorgeous young man! But eventually we ended up at my hotel... he said he'd walk me up to my room so he could give me a quick goodbye kiss, since we were on a date and all.

Well we made it to my room, but that goodbye kiss was far from quick! Latrell's tongue parted my lips with absolutely no resistance, I'd been waiting for this kiss all night long! Once again I had the thought, that I really hope Steve meant what he said, because I was about to enjoy the rest of this evening very much! I was well past the point of putting up any resistance to Latrell, I would give him everything he desired!

Well somehow we made it inside the room, and Latrell had pinned me down on my bed as he continued to kiss me passionately! He had somehow reached around and undid my bra strap and was taking it off through my dress as he started to kiss my neck. His hands then started to play with my nipples through my thin dress, as he sucked on my neck... I knew I'd have to tell my husband everything when he saw the hickies on my neck! Latrell slowly moved his head down my body, until he was between my legs which I'd spread wide open for him. He pulled my gstring to the side as he began to slowly lick my pussy lips and find my clit with his tongue... I looked down and was so turned on by the stark contrast of his black skin against my pale white legs! Is this why they say black is best? It was such a turn on for me! But as Latrell worked his magic with his tongue, I didn't see much else, as my head went back, my eyes closed and I felt that orgasm coming! It had been years since Steve ever used his tongue to satisfy me, but even then it was never as good as this was! Latrell was a genius down there, my hips bucking and legs tightening around his head as my moans turned into screams!

He let me lay there for a minute to recover, but then he stood up and slowly started to undress himself... and what a beautiful sight that was! His naked body was incredible, but I was not ready for what fell out of his pants, and dangled there in front of me! I never realised that a man's cock could be so beautiful, so long and thick and veiny! Like a wonderful work of art! This was a million times more beautiful than that little dildo Steve had given me for my trip... and it would bring me far more pleasure!

I had never sucked a cock before, but I knew I had to taste Latrell's! It looked so delicious! I crawled to the edge of the bed... opened my mouth and slowly began to lick the giant head, before making my way down his huge shaft. The more I licked it, the more upright it became, until it was pointing straight at my face. So I opened wide and tried sucking it, I could only fit half this thing in my mouth, how on earth would I fit it all inside my pussy!

Then Latrell took charge once again, throwing me back on the bed, before taking me dress off and sliding my gstring down over my legs. He had me on my back, and grabbed my legs and pulled me to the edge of the bed, legs held wide open and his huge black cock lined directly at my dripping wet pussy. At this point I did briefly consider the fact that he should wear a condom, as I wasn't ready to explain a black baby to my husband! But when I suggested he put one on, he gave me the ultimatum... I could either have his cock inside me bareback, or not at all... there's no way I was going to miss out on his beautiful cock inside me, so the decision was quite easy, I would take his cock the way nature intended, no condom!

Latrell slowly guided the head of his cock between my pussy lips, spreading them wide apart as he inserted just the head inside me to begin with. This was enough though to send me wild! My legs began to shake again as just watching that beautiful black cock part my juicy white pussy was too much for me to handle, there was just some too erotic about it that turned me on! Latrell waited for my body to calm down, but then used my pussy juices to lubricate his shaft as he started sliding that monster deeper and deeper with each stroke. Each stroke was driving my body wild, I'd never experienced anything quite like this in my life! It seemed my body was in a constant state of pleasure! But as his cock reached all the way inside my tight wet pussy, my body went out of control as I orgasmed harder than I ever have before! I was gripping onto Latrell for dear life, as my body bucked out of control and my moans were uncontrollable screams of pleasure! All of this brought Latrell to his orgasm, and I have never felt anything like it before as his cock tensed up and shot stream after stream of his tasty sperm deep inside me! This was by far the greatest date I have ever been on in my life, and I still have another night 'alone in my hotel'! Now I just have to respond to my husbands latest message, asking how my night went...