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Hotwife: Sexy Beach Vacation
Hotwife: Sexy Beach Vacation
Hotwife: Sexy Beach Vacation
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Hotwife: Sexy Beach Vacation

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Jenny and husband Michael are off on vacation to a tropical island.

 

But what they don't expect is to discover a new side to their sexuality while they're away on their relaxing adventure.

 

Join them as they find out more about who they are, what they like, and how naughty sexy can be. Particularly when there's no strings attached.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherMS Naughtee
Release dateApr 5, 2024
ISBN9798224547906
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    Hotwife - MS Naughtee

    Chapter 1: Paradise Found

    Jenny Lavendish and her husband, Michael were on their first tropical vacation in years. They were just disembarking from the plane in St. Vincent, a Caribbean Island with some of the bluest water known to mankind. They couldn’t be more excited to get through customs, get their bags, and get on their way to the hotel. The warm weather was almost too hot to bear - They were thoroughly overdressed from when they’d left their home in the US, where it was much cooler.

    Jenny and Michael shuffled off the plane, blinking in the bright Caribbean sun. St. Vincent, a jewel in the crown of the Lesser Antilles, stretched before them, a tapestry of emerald green mountains and cerulean blue water so vivid it seemed painted. Years of dreaming about a tropical getaway were finally here, their first vacation together in what felt like forever.

    The humid air clung to them like a damp towel, a stark contrast to the crisp chill they'd left behind in the US. Jenny tugged at her lightweight cardigan, already feeling the beginnings of a tan blooming on her arms. Michael, ever the practical one, loosened his tie, stuffing it into his pocket. Excitement crackled in the air, a shared current that made their smiles wider.

    Customs was a blur of friendly faces and stamped passports. Reclaiming their luggage took a little longer, the conveyor belt groaning under the weight of a hundred vacation dreams. Finally, they emerged from the arrivals hall, blinking at the dazzling sunshine.

    A line of brightly colored tour buses jostled for position, each emblazoned with the name of a different resort. Spotting theirs – a cheerful turquoise with Sun Haven Resort emblazoned on its side – Jenny and Michael hoisted their bags and joined the queue.

    The bus ride was a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors. Lush vegetation carpeted the mountainsides, punctuated by bursts of flamboyant flowers – hibiscus in shades of red, orange, and yellow, and bougainvillea cascading in purple waterfalls. Winding roads carved their way through the dense foliage, occasionally revealing glimpses of the turquoise coastline fringed with white sand beaches. The salty breeze carried the sweet scent of plumeria and the rhythmic crash of waves against the shore.

    As they neared their destination, the landscape softened. Neat rows of palm trees punctuated manicured lawns, giving way to sprawling buildings with terracotta roofs. Sun Haven Resort unfolded before them, a sprawling oasis nestled between the mountain and the sea.

    Check-in was a breeze. The open-air lobby bustled with a friendly energy, the staff welcoming guests with warm smiles and refreshing hibiscus-scented towels. Overhead, a crystal-clear chandelier tinkled in the gentle breeze that wafted in from the ocean. Through the open windows, Jenny caught a glimpse of a lagoon-style pool surrounded by sun loungers and swaying palm trees. Beyond that, the endless expanse of the Caribbean Sea beckoned, its surface shimmering like scattered diamonds.

    Their room key felt heavy in their hand, a tangible promise of relaxation and adventure. With a final, satisfied sigh, Jenny and Michael followed the bellhop, eager to explore their own little piece of paradise.

    The bellhop, a young man with dreadlocks woven with colorful beads, swung open the heavy wooden door, revealing a haven of cool air

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