I'm on vacation for a couple of weeks. That's why you haven't heard from me lately, but you're never far from my thoughts, Prowlers.
Unfortunately, the reason you haven't heard from me so far is the same reason why I was pretty sure there would be no vacation sex for me. I'm never alone.
All day I'm trapped in a mini-van with my husband and offspring, with the exception of occasional sightseeing stops, and all night I'm trapped in a hotel room with my husband and offspring. I don't do well without alone time, but living in close quarters with a group of males is particularly trying at times. But that's a story for another day.
Anyway, tonight we got back from dinner and the boys decided to go down to the pool. The minute the door closed behind them I ran to the door, pushed the security latch closed so it couldn't be opened even with a key, and started peeling off my clothes as I headed toward the bed, shouting at Hubby, "Come on! We have at least 30 minutes. Let's go!"
I flopped on the bed naked and looked at him expectantly. He said, "I really want to get these bags organized so the van will be easier to pack tomorrow. Maybe later."
I sat straight up. "Are you fucking kidding me? There is no 'later' and you know it. This is the first time we have been alone in five days and who knows if we'll have another chance like this."
"You'll survive a couple of weeks without sex. You've done it before."
"Fine," I said. "I'll just play with Spartacus." And I reached into my suitcase and pulled out my favorite toy.
Not even looking up from his task, he shook his head, saying, "I can't believe you brought that thing."
I didn't answer. I just spread out on the bed and turned on Spartacus. I closed my eyes and disappeared into my fantasy world.
"Dammit, Kat!" I could hear that Hubby was a bit annoyed.
"Don't interrupt," I moaned.
The next thing I knew, Hubby was on the bed next to me, kissing my neck, and attempting to pull Spartacus out of me. I could feel his hardness pressing against my leg.
"No, no, no," I said. "You had your chance. You gave up your turn to Spartacus. Now you have to wait."
I smiled and went back to what I was doing.
Hubby groaned, "Tell him to hurry up. I want my turn," just before he took one of my nipples into his mouth.
After that, it took no time at all for me to cum hard. Just to yank his chain a little, I decided to say, "Oh, Spartacus!" as I came.
He growled and slowly pulled Spartacus out of me and rolled me over. I lifted myself up onto my knees and elbows just in time for him to slide deep inside me. After a few strokes he pulled out and said, "I don't want anybody's sloppy seconds. You gave your pussy to Spartacus, so I'll take your ass." Before he was half way through with that statement, his cock was already in me. I squealed (it really did hurt) and instinctively tried to pull away, but he grabbed my hips and pulled me back against him forcefully.
"Oh no. You started this. You're gonna finish it." Then he pounded me hard, forcing me to push against the headboard just to keep from being slammed into it.
He groaned loudly as he came. When he pulled out, I whined a little wishing it could have lasted longer.
He got up, cleaned up a bit and went back to his packing task as if nothing had happened. I jumped into the shower, pleased that I managed to get a little vacation sex after all. Then I took the security lock off the door and started writing this. Five minutes ago, the door burst open and the room was full of boys again.
My youngest jumped onto the bed and said, "Mommy, you should have come swimming with us! We had so much more fun than you did!"
I tried to keep my smile from betraying what I was thinking.
"I'm sure you're right, Sweetie," I replied. "Tell me all about the fun you had."
While he was talking, I noticed Hubby was smiling.
He said, under his breath, "You guys didn't have more fun than I did."
My oldest heard his little comment and said,"Dad! That is so gross! We can't leave you two alone for even a few minutes."
Well, there goes my chance for any more vacation sex.