A Holiday Fling…

Here’s a story I will forever remember with a person I would probably never meet again…

I met him at the dinner buffet … we were both waiting for our pasta. He was due to go before me and didn’t know what to order… we shared a laugh and some small talk about what we’re both doing here. He’s Australian living in Canada who came to the Red Sea to attend a wedding with his family. He stayed and waited with me for my order, which was kind of sweet, I thought, and then walked me to my table. During dinner one my best friends leaned and asked me who is that hottie you were talking to… and he was hot; tall and well-built with blue eyes and the cutest smile I have seen in a while and some few years younger than I was I could guess…

I sat with my daughters and friends and he with his family. After dinner my kids went to play with their friends and all of my table left but for me and my best friend … the only person who knows everything that is going in my life. We were chatting and enjoying a glass wine and he was sitting alone just two tables away and apparently I was concentrating more on him than on the conversation. She looked where I was looking and smiled and told me to stop staring and just invite him over to join us, so I did and of course… she left…

We talked for a bit until my little one came to ask for something and started playing and chatting with him. I tried to make her go play with her friends, but she just stuck, so I told him I probably should go put them to bed. He asked what I was doing later, I told him that I had nothing much planned… so we decided to meet up for drinks later after he had said good night to his family, so we exchanged phone numbers and each went their way…

I put the kids to bed and I genuinely thought nothing from it, so I asked my younger cousin who was staying over at my place to tag along… We had a few drinks and he talked about his fiancé that broke up the engagement a few months earlier and how decided to take a year off of relationships. He told me about his life and how he ended up in Canada when he we was 18, which of course was about a girl but then started his own business there and decided to stay… We talked about my separation and how I feel it’s been affecting my children… we talked about relationships and commitment and sex… and ironically you say the word fucking one too many times and you turn a guy on… Ok I had been drinking all day so I was a bit tipsy, so maybe that was intentional…

My cousin was beat, so I drove her home and as I was driving him… we talked and cruised around the bay for like an hour. We talked about life and differences in culture, about faith and age differences and how we were trying to calculate each other’s age from the conversations … I showed him the house I bought there and he said he was thinking of maybe buying one as well as an investment… As I was dropping him off, he leaned in and kissed me. It came so natural, that I didn’t think twice about it… it was so fervent and seamless and soft… just a perfect end to my day.

I went home and was so beat from the day I fell to sleep right away and woke with a message from him saying, “Good morning pretty lady, I look forward to seeing u at the beach”.

I was with my kids and so many friends that I though it would seem very uncomfortable seeing him, but it wasn’t, he was in fact very casual, played with my girls a little, and we both split ways.

Later that night via texting we decided to meet for drinks … I met him at a bar next to his hotel, I was wearing this silk purple Indian dress and as I sat beside him he grazed my thighs from over the dress and he complimented how soft it was… he starred at me with lusting eyes and slight touching from underneath the table and quickly we both realized we didn’t want to stay, we didn’t want to be around people. So… we went for a walk along the promenade that eventually led us to one of the beach-beds right off of the water. It was shaded with bamboo from behind for no one to see … and no one was around anyways…

All we could hear was some faded music from afar and the sound of the waves … moonlight lit the sky, which was so flawless that you could see milky ways and stars so clearly. The setting was absolutely breathtaking… He came closer to kiss me and gently whispered in my ear that he has been thinking of this since I he saw me on the beach that morning…

We sat there kissing for a while and then gently pulled my thigh for me to climb on top of him and the kiss got much more intense and way more passionate. He then untied my sandals… then leaned us both back while I was still on top and brought me closer… I could feel his hand from underneath my dress holding my breasts and pulling on my nipples and slipped his head underneath and stared licking my nipples and pulling on them with a slight bite… I uncovered his face to kiss him again as he slid his hands from behind and untied my dress… and there I was, in the open air, underneath the stars half-naked…

I started to unbutton his shirt and kiss his chest; he smelled great and tasted even better. With the smoothest move he turned me around, and that just took my breath away …

He looked at my tanned body from being in the sun for more than a week now… and my tan lines were glowing… my breasts and ass a completely different color from the rest of my body and he kissed every part of it… going down from my neck down my clit… He was trained and experienced and knew exactly where to press and when to let go… I arched and shivered and he didn’t stop… He made me cum again with his fingers inside me and his other hand holding and squeezing my boob and leaning in to kiss me a few times during… fuck that was hot… and I smiled… He asked if there is anything wrong and I said; not at all, I was just happy.

I gently guided him up and took his shorts off and held his cock in my hands and it got harder and harder as I put it my mouth… I looked up and there he was staring at me… as he was about to… I couldn’t wait a second longer… I asked him he had protection, and as he was putting it on I was melting with lust… his naked hot body glowing from the moonlight standing there in front of me… I bit my lips and grasped for air… couldn’t wait for him to be inside me… and leaned in and we stated to fuck… an hour of non stop throbbing and moving and dripping with wetness… by the end I was on top, with my toes touching the floor from both sides of the beach-bead and my hand on his chest and we started moving together until we both came… and maybe even for a tad longer after he came… we were sweating… and panting…

We then laid there staring at the stars and talking about the constellation; what a perfect place for fucking he said, with this strong Australian accent and how utterly romantic this is. He then took me in his arms as we both fell asleep…

It was getting pretty late, so we got up and he walked me to the car and we kissed good night.

If anyone would have ever told me that I would ever fuck a complete stranger I just met the day before I would have gotten so angry, thinking they thought I’m a slut… but I did and it didn’t feel sluttish… it felt very romantic and hot and fucking amazing and he was by all means a true gentleman, although for a few separated moments during I’d panic thinking this cannot be real… I am still married aren’t I!

The next day we met briefly by the beach and managed to steal a kiss and some flirting and I don’t know, but I managed to turn him on that I could see it from inside his swim-shorts and he couldn’t get up, It was hot, but I was so anxious that anyone would see us, especially my girls and he totally understood… and so we both went about our day, chatting and flirting every now and then during the day…

We figured out away to very briefly meet the next day in his room for a goodbye fuck and a last kiss, just an hour before he flew to other side of the planet for good… that time it was different, it was somewhat a bit sad. Also, I had gotten my period, but we still managed to make it work… with a shower running and focusing more on him, nevertheless, he still made me cum. We exchanged goodbyes and later some texting on his way to airport, knowing that we would never meet again…

There it was … my holiday hookup coming to an end with a person who I will probably never see again, with a person who has no idea about how abused or fucked up my life is, who has no clue how fragile or broken I get, who does not know that I have never done such a thing before in my life and who was despite everything a gentleman…

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  1. Sometimes, that is just what you need. You need to be with a person that makes you remember what normal feels like. I think it’s part of the healing process. Like a way of your brain and your emotions realizing “Oh … there is good in this life. I’m not worthless or undesirable.”

    Eventually and probably through many small encounters, you will start to heal.

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    1. Oh my that is exactly what i was thinking… there is normal and nice out there. and although that evening after he left i thought wtf have i done.. but just the feeling of being wanted by a person who could have had so much around him is a pleasure

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