Vacation from Hell

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Vacation from Hell

The plane was coming down through the clouds and the ocean was an amazing blue. The flight only took a few hours from Miami to reach their destination. It was one of the smaller Caribbean Islands known for their inclusive resorts, white beaches, crystal clear waters and clothing optional locations.

Little did Tom know how much that was going to come into play on the vacation he and his wife hoped would put the spark back into their marriage.

Tom Watson was the maintenance director at a large Northeastern college known for their sports teams. Football and hockey to be precise. He loved his job, had a staff of about fifty that included his office personnel. He was always busy, especially during the winter. A campus with thousands of young adults who thought they knew everything but really had no life experience kept them busy. From the clogged toilets to salting the campus' miles of walkways and sidewalks, you never knew what each day would bring.

Thankfully Tom was good at hiring competent people or he would be bald from pulling his hair out. His four managers took most of the everyday maintenance issues off his desk. He had the joy of the many meetings dealing with capital projects, future planning committees, budget approvals and hob knobbing with the campus President, Deans, Professors and charity boards. At least twice a month he was at fund raisers or charity events sponsored by the college.

Tom's position took many hours of his week. It didn't help that his wife Nancy was just promoted to a supervisory position in charge of nursing at the largest hospital in the city. Her job was just as time-consuming as Tom's.

Luckily one of the perks of having a job at a college, your children get free tuition, so they were able to have a large savings and retirement investments. Both their children were full-time students. The oldest was a junior and on his way to becoming a chemical engineer, their daughter was at the school of nursing which happened to have their clinicals at the hospital Nancy worked.

Ryan, their son wanted the full emersion into college life and chose to do the dorm room lifestyle his first year. He and several friends rented an apartment for their sophomore and junior years. Megan decided to stay at home as Nancy did not handle Ryan moving out very well. Megan was an exact copy of Nancy, liberal in many ways where Ryan was following in his father's footsteps.

Ryan had a high school sweetheart, but they went their separate ways when she went out west to college and he went for free at his dad's workplace. Even during college Ryan concentrated more on studies than on dating and partying.

Megan had multiple boyfriends in high school and college. Tom had numerous discussions with her through the years regarding her attire and the parties but Nancy always came to her rescue.

An especially heated confrontation occurred between Ryan's freshman and sophomore years when he invited his college buddies to his house for a pool party. Tom and Nancy thought it a great idea, giving them a chance to get to know Ryan's new friends. Nancy and Megan's swim wear was questionable, especially Nancy's as she would be walking around Ryan's friends in a skimpy bikini.

"Don't you think that is inappropriate to wear around Ryan's buddies?" Tom asked a little heatedly. At that moment Megan walked by the kitchen heading to the patio in a next-to-nothing bikini.

"HOLD IT young lady, get up stairs and put on something more modest."

"What?" Both Nancy and Megan said at the same time.

"There's nothing wrong with these swimsuits." Nancy said.

"You want to go out there with a bunch of hormone dominated young men?" Tom said, "not on my watch."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that I'm putting my foot down, it's one thing that you two swim in those with just our family here, it is way out of line if you walk out the door in next to nothing."

"It's my body..."

"Don't even give me that" Tom turned to Megan, "Megan, upstairs and change NOW." Megan went and changed into a one piece where Nancy glared at Tom.

"This isn't the 50s, you don't own me." At that moment Ryan walked into the house and spotted his mother."

"Don't tell me mom that's what you intend to wear outside with my friends. I'll never hear the end of this."

"What's with you two? If your friends can't handle their bodies that's their fault not mine. I have no problem with my body and am not ashamed..."

Ryan cut her off. "Fine, wear what you want and give my friends the impression that my mother has questionable morals. I am going out there and letting them know this pool party is over. I'll see you all later."

"Ryan, ok, I'll change." Nancy gave Tom a look that said this is all your fault.

Later after the party Nancy got on Tom's case regarding the confrontation. "Do you really think that Ryan would appreciate all his friends tonight masturbating to the image of his mom? How do you think that would make your son feel?"

Nancy was silent for a moment then went to speak but Tom cut her off, "don't give me that feminist crap that what you wear isn't the cause of problems between men and women. Yes, I know that no man should ever attempt unwanted advances on a female, but if you think what the female wears doesn't affect the situation, you're dumber than a box of rocks."

"Here's a little biology for you, men are excited by sight. Why do you think there are a hell of a lot more strip clubs catering to men than to women. Why do you think the vast majority of porn produced is geared towards the male of our species? Hell, you've gotten horny watching a romantic Hallmark movie because the brain is the largest female sex organ you have. I must wine and dine you, bring home flowers, do little romantic things to get you in the mood. I read books on keeping the flame alive and what I can do to get you in the mood.

"What do you need to get me in the mood?"

Nancy didn't say anything. "I'm waiting Nancy, what do you need to do to get me in the mood?"

"I see your point." Nancy said.

"Yah, you know. Just coming out of the shower naked or bending over and picking something up off the floor in your underwear has me ready.

"You would have made life very difficult for your son had you walked out into the pool area with that bikini, not to mention the problems you and I would have.

"What do you mean?" Nancy asked.

"Do you really think I would appreciate you flaunting your body to a bunch of horny young men? Do you not know me after almost 20 years of marriage." Having made that statement, Tom turned around and went up the stairs to go to bed.

Tom and Nancy had met at a smaller Christian College near Cleveland. It was rather conservative, Tom going there because of being raised in a conservative Christian home, Nancy going because she had a scholarship to play volleyball.

They happened to meet in between sophomore and junior years at a beach bash on Lake Erie. Tom chanced to see a rather nice-looking blonde playing beach volleyball and joined in, Nancy was a little too competitive and spike the ball into Tom's face. Not exactly the most romantic way of meeting your future wife.

She felt bad, he played up the wounded wing syndrome, they went for coffee, the rest is history. Now twenty some years later, two children, the big house, and two very demanding jobs pulling each other apart, they were going to a paradise island to reconnect.

When they originally discussed this, each was too busy to research the resorts. One of Nancy's nurses mentioned an all-inclusive resort that her friend just raved about, she took the information and did a cursory review of the adult resort. When she asked her coworker what an adult resort means, "I think that means no children allowed. They don't want any screaming kids around; they want their peace and quiet for their guest."

"Oh my god, that would be perfect." Nancy said. "We went to Florida for Megan's 16th birthday, and the next door had like five kids between 1 and 8 that screamed at all hours of the day and night. We complained but the management said that there was nothing they could do other than tell them to please be mindful of other guests.

"How well did that work out?"

"Let me put it to you this way, we needed a couple days of sleep to recover from those brats." Nancy said.

Later that evening as they were eating dinner, Nancy told Tom of her conversation. They went online and saw the website, but it was booked all the way through to spring. Both were a little disappointed. It was late October, and they were wanting to go in January or February.

"Tomorrow, I'll look when I am at work and see what I can find." Nancy told Tom.

"What do you want me to do if I find available dates?"

"I guess just go ahead and secure a room. Preferably one with an ocean view if you can."

So, the next day Nancy looked up adult all-inclusive resorts. She saw their preferred dates were open, it was a beach view bungalow literally 50 yards from the ocean. She quickly texted Tom what she found and then booked the resort.

I guess through her excitement she failed to see the smaller marquee under the resort name, "Nudist and Lifestyle Resort." She gave all their information, put in their credit card numbers and booked the reservations.

That evening She and Tom looked up the resort and loved what they saw, again in their excitement they didn't see the resort description as they were looking at the many photos of the room, the beaches, the bars, and the other amenities the resort offered.

Now was the unbearable waiting period, almost three months before the vacation. At least they had plenty of time to plan, prepare and get ready.

It was now mid-January, and the plane was coming into the runway on the island. As they were making their final approach, they both were looking out the window and in awe at how amazingly crystal blue the waters were. Tom had booked several snorkeling excursions and couldn't wait to use the new underwater camera gear he had purchased just for this trip. Tom had always been a photography nut, and this trip was an excuse to add to his impressive amount of equipment.

The plane had landed and was taxying into their terminal. About 20 minutes later they were taking their carry-ons out of the overhead compartments and were making their way off the plane. They overheard the younger couple in front of them talking about Paramour's Cove Resort, which was the same place they were going.

"I hear you talking about Paramour's Cove, my wife Nancy and I are on our way there, I guess we'll see you there." Tom said.

"My name is Skip Thornson and this is my wife Helen, nice to meet you." Skip said.

"Have you ever been to Paramour's before?" Helen asked Nancy.

"No, we've not been on a vacation in a while because of work, so we are so excited to finally be here." Nancy said.

"How about tonight we meet around 8. Come out to the poolside bar, Helen and I love it, and we'll buy you a drink and welcome you properly." Skip said.

"Sounds like a plan" responded Tom.

Tom and Nancy were separated from the Thornsons walking to the luggage area and when they went out to catch the shuttle buses, they noticed them in a crowded bus and decided to take the next shuttle.

They finally made it to the resort around 4 p. m. and the porters helped them with their luggage as they walked to the front desk. Looking around Tom thought it odd as signs were posted everywhere talking about rules. Upon closer review, Tom noticed that many of the rules dealt with clothing-optional areas and some mentioned that verbal consent was always required and if violated would mean immediate expulsion from the resort.

Tom said to Nancy, "I don't know if we fully understood the website when we booked this place."

"What do you mean, it's absolutely gorgeous." Nancy said as she was looking through the open-air lobby and seeing the surf barely 100 yards from where they stood.

"Have you read any of the posted signs?" Tom said nervously.

"You're reading signs, I'm soaking in the beauty of this place."

Tom reached over and grabbed Nancy's jaw to turn her towards the posted signs.

Nancy's eyes became as big as saucers. Right up on the wall was a sign that stated, "Nude beaches were for nude bathers, no swimsuits allowed. The ocean side is clothing optional, the bay side is nude only."

Then Tom pointed out another sign which read, "Although Paramour's Cove Resort is not a swinger's resort, we do allow the lifestyle. Please obey all rules that apply to the lifestyle, especially the consent of all partners. No means NO!"

Nancy was white as a ghost as she looked at Tom. "Maybe we can get them to transfer us to another resort?"

They walked up to the front desk and Tom said, "There seems to be a misunderstanding, we didn't know this was an "adult" adult. We thought this was an adult as in no children resort. Can you see if there are any available rooms at another resort we could maybe transfer to?"

The concierge looked at Tom and Nancy, "Our website plainly states we are an "adult" resort. If you do transfer, you'll lose your 50% deposit and we're at the height of our season for snowbirds to come down. I doubt you find an available room on this side of the island, probably the entire island."

Having said that, the concierge pulled up their website and turned the monitor around so we could see their homepage. Right under the large "Paramour's Cove Resort" which was like size 48 font, in size 12 font it said, "Nudism and Lifestyle Resort."

Both Tom and Nancy realized their folly, they both had been so excited about finding a resort they totally overlooked the "Nudism and Lifestyle Resort" plain as day. What made the situation even worse, they were on the bay side which meant no clothing allowed other than the main walkway to the restaurants and lobby. The beach, pool, bars, cabanas, everything was nude only. They were to carry towels to sit on, but it was nude only.

Tom sat down on the chair in the lobby as Nancy talked with the concierge who looked through the computer and couldn't even find a room on the clothing optional side open for a trade. The vacation that was to be a breath of fresh air was turning out to be a vacation from hell. A what circle of Dante's hell they were going to end up, nobody new. Had Tom known, he would have turned around and got right back on the plane back to the United States.

After about an hour of searching, going back and forth with André (the concierge) it was finally decided that Tom and Nancy would have to make do.

Tom had even suggested to Nancy that they turn around and go back to the airport, this suggestion was met with a reaction from Nancy that surprised the hell out of Tom, "If you think we are going back, you will be going by yourself. We can make do with the situation and make the best out of it."

Tom was more than a little shocked at that. He had gone to a Christian College, not because of a scholarship, but because he was brought up in a Christian home and his alma mater best reflected his beliefs. Now, how could he justify staying at a resort that allowed nudism and swinging? His emotional state at the time was like a pane of glass that a stone chipped, causing a crack, which caused another, soon a small spider web of cracks was forming, getting bigger, and bigger...

"TOM" he heard shouted which brought him out of his mild panic attack. "Tom, they've put our luggage in our bungalow, let's go and relax for a while before we meet Skip and Helen" Nancy said as she reached out to grab Tom's hand and help him up out of the chair. Tom was still somewhat lost in thought, dazed, maybe a little disoriented as he started to walk with his wife.

"I guess we're stuck here because you won't go home with me."

"That is not an option Tom, we both overlooked what type of resort this is, and we'll make the best of it."

As they said that they were outside walking towards their room and everything became crystal clear as to the situation, two very well-endowed women in their birthday suits walked by them. Tom was staring as Nancy looked at him, "What, you've never seen breast before?"

Tom quickened his steps as more nudity was presented to them on their way. Once inside their bungalow, Tom went to the minibar and downed a little bottle of Jack Daniels. He almost threw it up as he is not a drinker, social drinker at the most, but he was not a man experienced with the consumption of alcohol.

Tom had finally relaxed a little, Nancy even got him to sit out in the patio area of the bungalow hoping that he would get used to naked people walking by. It was getting close to 8 p. m., meet with Skip and Helen. Nancy looked at the resort map and gave a little sigh of relief as the pool side bar Skip mentioned was on the clothing-optional side which meant they could be in swimsuits. She thought that if it was on the nude side, Tom would have had to have a sedative.

They both dressed in their bathing suits, Nancy's was a conservative suit but still a two piece as she was still a looker and had a nice body. Nancy was mid 40s, about 130 lbs, C cups with beautiful nature blond hair. She threw a see-through wrap around her while Tom had the classic swim trunks that were mid-thigh with a flowered button-down shirt. Tom could easily pull off Speedos as his job kept him fit. He also had access to the facilities at the college which he used several nights per week. The walk over to the bar was not too over stimulating but when they got to the bar the first thing they noticed was that Skip and Helen were naked.

Tom slowed to turn around, but Nancy had anticipated this and grabbed Tom's wrist, turned and looked him in the eyes, "you'll get through this Tom, I promise. Relax and imagine them in cloths, okay?"

Tom looked her in the eyes, "We should have gone back to the airport, I have a feeling this vacation will not bring the results we have hoped for." Nancy rolled her eyes and turned with Tom's hand in hers and proceeded to the bar.

"Hey Tom, Nancy, glad you could make it." Skip said as I noticed an older distinguished looking couple with Skip and Helen. "This here are the Fishers, Ron and Nina from Hartford Connecticut. We've been here with them before, they're good people."

Nancy greeted all of them verbally, while Tom nodded his head acknowledging them. They all started small talk, Nancy doing most of the talking as Tom was still not comfortable talking to four people sitting in plain view totally naked. Nancy explained their situation, which garnered sympathy and laughter, Tom finally loosening up a little and laughing at the situation he found himself in.

A few more drinks, Tom was feeling a little better about sitting in the presence of four nude people. Skip was a typical former high school jock who now has a dad bod, he was about 5'10" tall and seemed average down below. Helen was about 20 pounds over her optimal weight but showed it nicely, large c cups and a beautiful head of red hair. Ron was a tall thin man, looked like a college professor with slightly greying hair while Nina was a typical Italian, dark hair, large breast, about 5'8" and a huge bush of dark pubic hair. Tom noticed that Ron was above average size, and he noticed Nancy looking at his penis several times during their conversation which he wasn't appreciating, but at the same time had to fight his eyes from looking at Helen or Nina's ample chest.

After a few hours the discussion eventually turned to the lifestyle allowed here at the resort. Nancy had many questions, first and foremost she asked if they all were in the lifestyle. Apparently, Ron and Nina have been swinging for 10 years, and they loved it. Skip and Helen were interested in it but have yet to take the "plunge" and were also asking questions. Ron and Nina mentioned that it has heightened their love making but if you join the lifestyle that it had to be a mutual agreement between both husband and wife, it also had to have total honesty, open communication and total transparency.

"Many couples enter the swinging lifestyle thinking that it will save their marriage, and they are wrong. It's like a couple that is having problems in their marriage thinking that having a child will bring them together and make their marriage stronger when the exact opposite happens. Both swinging and children will expose the weakness of a marriage if the foundation of the marriage isn't strong to begin with," Ron said.

It was getting near midnight, everyone tired with the flights, TSA, and airports. All agreed that it was time to get some sleep.

On their way back to their bungalow Nancy asked Tom, "What did you think about their discussion on swinging?"

"I think if someone needs another person in their lives other than their spouse, what was the reason for marriage in the first place?" Tom could tell that his wife was a little disappointed in his statement but didn't say anymore.

That night both Tom and Nancy were too tired to make love and as soon as they hit the pillows were out.

Tom woke up first as was his norm, he was a morning person and walked down to the lobby and got him a cup of coffee. The lobby had a star bucks type barista who kept real percolator coffee available 24 hours a day. One of the desk attendants said, "You know you don't have to walk down here for coffee; we supplied a Keurig in your bungalow and different flavors. If you want a flavor that is not in your room, just ask and we will supply it."

"I appreciate that, but I am a coffee connoisseur and Keurig's leave a lot to be desired."

The young man looked at Tom with a big smile, "I agree with you sir, anyone too lazy to make a good cup of java, isn't worthy of a good cup of java."

Tom poured a large cup and walked back to his bungalow and sat on the patio with his kindle reading the latest dragon warfare novel. It was about 7 a. m. when people trickled out exercising, walking, jogging and going to get a good cup of java. He started hearing moaning when he got up and walked down the next couple of bungalows and noticed the sliding glass doors opened and four people on the king size bed, all naked, two were sleeping while two were fucking like rabbits. That was when Nina's head turned to Tom as she was getting pounded into the bed by a rather well-endowed black man. She winked at him, then closed her eyes in ecstasy moaning even louder. He turned and walked away not believing what he just saw.

Tom sat back down on my patio and put earbuds in to listen to some music and to drown out any moaning from the swingers.

About an hour later Tom awoke to a tapping on his shoulder. It was Nancy in her bathing suit, "Skip and Helen are meeting us in 30 minutes at the breakfast buffet. They wanted to know if we could go sailing with them later, they have rented a sailboat."

"That actually sounds like fun" Tom said.

Walking into the restaurant Tom noticed that Ron and Nina were there at the table along with the man that was fucking her. Tom was visibly uncomfortable, and Nancy noticed.

"What is wrong Tom?"

"This morning while you were sleeping, I went and got me some coffee, during my stroll I heard moaning noises and walked by a bungalow that the patio doors were wide open. I saw Nina getting fucked by that man with them."

"I think this is going to be rather awkward" Tom said as they neared the table.

Skip, Ron and Nina's lover all stood up for Nancy and said good mornings. Ron introduced the man, "This is Jonathan, he's our friend from Chicago."

Jonathan reached out his had to shake Tom's, "I hear you saw Nina and I as we were engaged this morning."

"Engaged, is that the politically correct term being used for what the two of you were doing?" Tom asked a little annoyed.

"Well, if you weren't being nosey, you wouldn't have seen the beautiful experience Nina and I shared."

"Maybe next time close the damn doors and people wouldn't see you. I believe that is why doors are made, to keep private moments private."

Ron tried to qualm the situation, "I think from now on we will keep the door closed, ok Nina? Not everyone here at the resort is in the lifestyle."

Jonathan looked puzzled, "why would you come to this resort if you aren't in the lifestyle or at least curious?"

Skip and Helen then explained to Jonathan the mistake that was made by Tom and Nancy which caused a chuckle from him. Helen squeezed Tom's hand as she knew his anger was being provoked.

"It was an honest mistake," Helen said, "And so far, Tom has been a real trooper being totally out of his element. I would appreciate you not poking the bear, Jonathan."

"I apologize for my seeing the humor in your mistake. But I will not apologize for our lifestyle."

Tom looked at Nancy, "I believe I will go and find another place to eat my breakfast" and quickly turned and walked away before Nancy could stop him.

"Have you been an asshole all your life Jonathan?" Nancy asked as she turned to follow her husband.

Nancy found Tom at the barista having a scone with a coffee. "Did you have to act like a little kid?"

"I'm not going to stand around taking shit from a condescending asshole. Excuse my language." Nancy knew Tom was extremely angry as he didn't swear often. "And if you think I was acting childish, what the hell do you think a bunch of people who go around fucking each other like there's no consequences actions are? Or are you envious of such actions?" he spoke a little louder than he wanted.

"Look Tom, we're in a situation for the next week and need to live with it."

"No, we don't need to live with it. As I remind you, you're the one who told me that I could fly back by myself if I wanted to leave."

Nancy was now floundering, "please let's just figure out some things we can enjoy together, and enjoy this paradise we're in."

Skip had come out and asked if they were okay. Tom sat there eating his scone and Nancy explained that Jonathan and his attitude ticked Tom off.

"Well let me tell you that it will just be the four of us this afternoon. It is still on if you want to go sailing. I know swinging isn't for everyone and Helen and I are not diving in headfirst. Every night we talk and talk because once you enter, you can't unfuck someone. We both realize that swinging has the potential to destroy a marriage.

"I also told Ron and Jonathan that it was not okay the way he instigated the situation. Ron apologized and told Jonathan that if he didn't straighten up, he would no longer be welcomed with him and Nina.

Later that day they met Skip and Helen at the marina, what they thought was going to be a little sailboat like a cat boat with one sail, turned into a 50' catamaran. The captain and his one-man crew stayed in the cockpit which left the top deck open for privacy to lounge around and soak up the sun.

It wasn't long before Skip and Helen were nude which increased Tom's apprehension. Tom was in his swim trunks and Nancy wore her skimpy bikini that she attempted to wear at Ryan's pool party. Tom's eyes looked like saucers when she took her wrap off. Nancy noticed the look on Tom's face and the thought that she went overboard entered her mind which she quickly dismissed.

"I can't believe you're wearing that out in public!" Tom hissed.

"We're not in public Tom, and they're naked, I have way more on then them."

"I don't care what they have on, I'm not married to them!"

You might as well have nothing on in front of Skip, the captain and his teenaged deck hand.

Nancy got pissed, "Fine then I won't have anything on." She quickly took her top and bottom off.

Tom got up and went back into the cockpit area. Nancy now knew she went too far but her stubbornness refused to put the bikini back on and go smooth things over with Tom.

"Are you sure you're doing the right thing?" Skip asked as he came over and stood next to a very naked Nancy. Helen was still in the netting area between hulls sunbathing.

"I'm not letting him dictate my life."

"I believe you allowed that when you made your vows Nancy. As he allowed you to dictate his life. We dictate each other's lives to a certain degree, it's called marriage. You two came down here to get back what your busy lives were taking out of your marriage, this is not the way to get that spark back." Skip having said that walked up to the front to sunbathe with Helen.

The rest of the sailing went that way, Tom at the back of the cockpit watching the captain and deck hand leering at both women. Nancy or Helen not noticing how many times the teenager went to check the sails so he could get closer to two naked women. At one point Tom asked both, "Are you going to jack off? The way your fucking looking at them you both are acting like perverts!"

The captain quickly looked away from the women and kept his face and attention steering the catamaran the rest of the journey.

As they were coming to the pier, the deck hand jumped off and started tying the ropes off. Tom immediately jumped onto the pier and proceeded to walk away. Nancy shouting for Tom to wait but it was too late as he was already near the end.

Tom had decided to walk the three miles back via the beach rather than ride the taxi as the other three did. This gave Tom plenty of time to think about his plans. He always knew that he and Nancy had a different moral upbringing, but he never thought she would do what she did today. Now he was wondering what else she might attempt at a resort like this.

It took Tom much longer than necessary to return, he stopped several times to appreciate the paradise they were in only for the phrase, "trouble in paradise" to fill his mind.

The path leading up to the resort went through the bar area that they went to their first night and he noticed that Skip, Helen, Ron, Nina, Nancy and Jonathan were sitting having a drink. Jonathan being in the chair next to Nancy. They noticed him walking up from the beach and Skip was the first to speak.

"I thought you would wait for us, I had a taxi reserved to pick us up."

"I needed time to think; I wanted to be alone." Tom said.

"We're having a couple of drinks and then going to the Reggae bar in a little while." Helen said.

"No thanks, I'm not thirsty." Tom said as he walked past them and headed for his bungalow.

"Are you going with him?" Skip asked Nancy.

"No, if he wants to ack like a child let him steep in his misery, I'm planning to have fun tonight."

"Nancy, I think that ill-advised," said Helen. "You already pissed him off by going nude on the sailboat, you really want to cause a bigger rift between the two of you?"

"He's making the decisions to not have fun, he's judging me and everyone else here because we don't have the same" she used air quotes, 'moral compass' that he was raised with"

"Yah, big party pooper" Jonathan said jokingly which Ron quickly turned his head and gave him a displeased look. Jonathan turned his head, not looking Ron in the eyes.

They got up to go to the Reggae bar and Helen stopped Nancy, "You know that the Reggae bar is on the nude side of the resort. I really think you need to go back and talk to your husband."

"If he doesn't want to have fun, that's on him. I came to have fun," Nancy said as she walked to catch up with the others. Helen stood there shaking her head thinking how dumb Nancy was at that moment.

It was nearly 2 am and they were all getting tired. Skip was keeping an eye on Nancy and had told her multiple times that she needed to stay away from Jonathan seeing how Tom felt towards him. Jonathan seemed to be her dance partner of choice that night. Skip came between them on one occasion as he noticed Jonathan's erection was jutting out and multiple times was between Nancy's legs.

There was clearly no penetration but it sure as hell didn't meet the husband test.

Little did any of them notice a figure out in the dark, on the beach with his telephoto lens. Tom had come to check on them and was clearly disappointed in Nancy's decision. She would clearly be disappointed in the decision he just made.

Nancy finally returned to the bungalow around 3 am. Tom was not in bed; he took a blanket and was sleeping on the lounger out on the patio. Nancy looked out the door at Tom and tears started to streak down her face. Why was he so stubborn? Why can't he let his hair down and live a little? Why is the world so black and white for him? All I want is to have some fun, who cares if I'm naked with others. God damn him she said to herself and turned to go lay in the bed.

Nancy had awakened to the sun shining in from the patio doors. She got up and Tom wasn't on the lounger; he must be getting his coffee like he did every morning so far. She waited until 9 am and finally went to the breakfast buffet. All five of them were there but no Tom. She sat next to Jonathan again after she got a plate of fruit and coffee.

"Has anyone seen Tom, he wasn't asleep when I got up."

Ron said, "I saw him at the front desk early this morning with his camera and a coffee. I asked him what he was doing, and he said he was getting a couple of his photos printed. He seemed short in his responses to me. Are you two, okay?"

"I truly don't know," Nancy said.

Towards the end of their breakfast Nina said, "Oh here comes Tom." Everyone turned to follow the direction Nina was looking.

Tom walked up to them, "Well everyone is here. I'm not going to make this a big production, as I have a taxi out front waiting for me."

"Where are you going?" Nancy asked.

"I had my return ticket changed to this afternoon. I will be catching a flight in a couple hours and going home. I only changed mine as I didn't expect you to come home with me as you are having way too much fun." After he said that he tossed several photos onto the table showing Nancy and Jonathan in a tight embrace, the photo showing his sizeable dick coming through Nancy's legs.

As Nancy saw this she said, "Nothing happened."

"Oh yes, a lot did happen. You may not have fucked him, I guess you can do that tonight as I won't be there to hamper your fun. But that sure as hell doesn't pass the mustard.

"When you get back, I will have separation papers ready for you to be served. Obviously, we don't want the same thing anymore. You've always known my moral beliefs and I wouldn't go along with any of this. I am beginning to believe this resort wasn't a mistake. Oh, it was a mistake on my part, I trusted you and didn't look closely at the website's marquee. Now thinking back how quickly you refused to go home, I'm starting to believe you set me up."

"Go back, Nancy and I will have plenty of fun" Jonathan said.

Everyone turned at the same time except for Nancy and told Jonathan to shut up.

Tom laughed, but it wasn't a laugh emanating from something funny or joy, it came from the realization that his marriage was most likely dead.

"Everyone told that asshole to shut up but you Nancy, that is very telling."

Tears flowed heavily from Nancy's eyes. She was so caught off guard that nothing came out. Did she subconsciously plan this? Was her life so boring that she risked destroying her marriage for what? A little fun that in the scope of a lifetime amounts to nothing. As all these thoughts ran through her mind in a nano second, Jonathan had put his arm around her. Realization hit her that he had done this.

"Get your fucking arm off me you asshole," was spoken with such vehement, disgust and desperation. "You might have danced with me last night and I had way too much to drink, but there is no way I would ever fuck a slimy asshole like you!"

Nancy had moved away from Jonathan and Ron said, "Jonathan, I think our association with you has ended. You may have a big dick, but you are an even bigger dick." He turned to Nina and said, "if you ever come close to this dickhead again, I will divorce you immediately."

Nina looked at Ron dumbfounded. Ron continued, "it was your idea to open our marriage and for what? You get a bunch of dicks, what did I get, mostly cast aways or pity sex from you. The only time I ever get laid in this arrangement is when we come down here or go to a swinger's club. You go out on dates all the time."

"That's not true Ron," Nina cried to him.

"Oh yes, it is. This arrangement was never fair. You're a good-looking woman, even at nearly 50 years old. All you must do is open your legs and say come and get it, and you'll have 100 candidates to fuck you. I on the other hand can't go to a bar as a middle-aged man and be guaranteed a hookup, you, most definitely.

Ron turned to Skip, "I know you're contemplating this lifestyle, but you better know that it is never on a level playing field. We've been to swinger's clubs where Nina gets fucked all night long, I've had the partners of Nina's hookups either get up and go find a more desirable guy or I get a pity hand job, maybe sometimes a blowjob. Seldom do I get fucked.

"You never told me that Ron," Nina said.

"Yes, I have, you just didn't listen or didn't care, as you were getting your needs met.

The night that Tom walked past our bungalow, you were still getting fucked by Jonathan, I was sleeping or trying to as you both didn't give a shit that you woke anyone up, but Jonathan's date only gave me a blowjob.

"I'm tired of this and think I will be looking for a new companion that thinks about my needs as much as I think about hers."

Nina was bawling at that time.

Skip and Helen were speechless. All the hype about how good it was burst at that moment. Skip looked at Helen and she said, "fuck this, it isn't worth losing you over." They embraced each other.

It was at this time that somebody noticed that Tom was no longer there. Nancy got up and ran through the reception area and there was no Tom or a taxi. She went to the front desk and gave them her information and told them to get her on the next available flight.

Nancy ran to her bungalow and packed her suitcases. It was then that her phone in the bungalow rang, "Hello?"

"Mrs. Watson" as this was said a sense of dread came over her, how long will she be able to say that she is Mrs. Watson?

"Yes, have you been able to find me a flight?"

"I can get you on a flight to Cleveland at 8 pm tonight."

"Book it! Also get me a taxi asap." Nancy was going to the airport as quickly as possible. She was hoping to talk to Tom before he got on his flight and deeply apologized for ruining their vacation.

Tom was sitting with his earbuds in and felt a tapping on his shoulder. He looked up to see a tearful Nancy asking if he minded her sitting in the seat next to her. Tom motioned for her to take a seat.

Nancy went in depth telling him how the conversation turned out, she didn't know at what point he had left and so told him everything.

Tom wasn't shocked at the revelation Ron gave regarding the lifestyle. He always knew it was much easier for a woman to find a willing partner than it was for a man. He also thought it fitting that Nina was going to lose Ron. Ron was a very nice person.

As they sat and discussed everything Tom made it clear that he was still going for a separation which caused Nancy to cry once again.

"I said separation, not divorce. I think we need to go to a marriage counselor and see if what we have is worth saving. I am willing to try as I know you didn't fuck Jonathan but what you did do was disrespect my feelings. I'm sorry, but your body is mine and I didn't appreciate the captain and deck hand eye fucking you.

"Do you know why I love your tan lines so much?" Tom asked Nancy.

"Why?"

"Because when I see the white of your skin in contrast to your tan, I know that whiteness is special to only me. I know that I am the only one under God's green earth that gets to see that. Your breast are mine and they're special." Tom said tears were streaming down his face. "Your gorgeous behind is special, and your pussy, I can look at it all day long as I lick the little man in the boat. Why? Because it is a no-mans zone, except for this man," as Tom's index finger poked his chest.

"There are breasts out there that put your's to same by the world's standards. There are asses out there that are much firmer, better shaped by the world's standards.

"Are you trying to make me feel better?" Nancy said jokingly.

"To me, nobody has an ass as nice as yours because I see it through the rose colored glasses of love. Nobody has breasts as nice as yours because I again view them through those glasses.

When I look at you, I don't see a mid-40s woman whose body has changes over the years and having 2 children. I don't see the gray (as he took his finger and moved hair away from her face), I see the same woman that I said "I do" with 20 some years ago. I don't see you aged, I see the same woman. The woman who spiked a volleyball in my face with the body and face of a goddess.

At that moment, a bunch of women were oohing and awing over what was overhead. One guy was heard saying, "way to go buddy, you just made the rest of us guys look like chopped liver."

Nancy had had enough, she threw her arms around Tom and was bawling into his neck. He held her as his tears freely flowed.

Tom heard the announcement that his plane would be at the terminal soon. He got up and went to the airline desk. Nancy was wondering what he was doing as he was there for a good amount of time. He came over and sat with her, picked up her carryon and said, "let's go get something to eat."

"You're about to board, we can't."

"I am flying out at 8 pm with you, they had seats available, so I had them change my ticket."

Epilogue

When they got back, Tom went through with the separation. It was hard to explain to the kids what was going on. They didn't get into too many details but enough to let them know that rather than the vacation bringing themselves together, it revealed some flaws that they both needed to work on.

They started seeing a therapist that was also a sex therapist, and she worked on Tom's inhibitions and worked on Nancy's insecurities.

Tom got a room in the dorms, one usually given to an RA, larger with a living area, bedroom and kitchen. It was an easy commute as he only had to walk a few hundred yards to his office.

The therapist had them dating. She went over their intimacy issues and even got Tom to be a backyard nudist when Megan wasn't home.

About six months later they renewed their vows at their church. What Nancy didn't know was Tom invited Skip and Helen as he was in communication with Skip, they had sparked a friendship during the ill-fated vacation. He jokes with Skip that he is the only friend he has, that he's seen naked. One visit they came over to the house and all four were in the backyard enjoying the pool. Nancy looked at Tom, do you want to test how far you have come?

Tom looked at the three of them and his swim trunks hit the patio before anyone could blink. All four soon were naked and soon skinny dipping. It wasn't until they all looked over and saw a very shocked Megan looking at four middle-aged skinny dippers that they decided to put their clothes back on.

Skip had been in contact with Ron and a very contrite Nina was still his wife. It took a lot of therapy, but Ron figured he had so much invested in her, he would give her a second chance. Ron made her sign a post nuptial agreement that if she ever was unfaithful, she'd leave with nothing. Apparently, Ron owned several businesses.

The lessons they learned through all of this was that marriage took work, you had to respect how each felt and that it isn't just sex with someone else that makes one unfaithful.

The end.