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Jamaican Resort, The Final Night
Date: 7/7/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: ckbres, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
For dinner Carol wore a sheer strapless dress. When she stepped into the light it was as if she were naked. Carol was at her most beautiful. Her hair was soft and shining, her skin glowed from all the sun and sex, her lips were glossy and her mouth pouty. I wore a white summer tux. We had a martini at the bar. The resort was beautifully set up like a Caribbean mansion. We could hear the faint sound of reggae and some bongo drums. There was a full moon and a soft breeze. Carol and I spent some time looking around. The tables had been smartly set with silver and china. The women were all dressed in their finest sexy outfits. The men were in their summer dress up best. Everyone was in a party mood. The atmosphere was decadent. Carol and I chatted about the evening. I asked her what she expected. Carol said, "A depraved wanton evening." I said, "Sounds like our kind of fun." I smiled to myself. I hadn't told Carol that I had arranged for every man she had had sex with to be there that night. We had dinner with the usual crowd. We had wine and a sumptuous meal. The wine was an Argentinian Malbec and the meat was Tuscan steak. There was a little more intensity to the flirting. All the men were very complimentary about Carol's look. I was sitting with my arm around the back of Carol's chair, softly stroking her neck. Carol was into full flirt mode with the other men them, gazing into their eyes and touching their arms and legs. A resort staffer went up to the stage and asked if ...