Girls Getaway

The blue text bubble on Kelsi's phone read, "phone off, go have fun."

Smiling, she pressed the power button on her phone. Just before the screen went dark, she saw the pop-up; "I don't want to hear from you all week. Just go be free."

Setting the phone down, she sighed, turning and looking at the room behind her. A king-sized bed, covered in thick, soft covers, had a towel-swan and rose pedals. The perfect romantic scene for two.

But there was only one. It was nice her husband had encouraged her to take a girls trip, or at least it would've been sweet if it hadn't been under duress.

It wasn't that things were bad, but they weren't exactly good, either. They'd been in a rut, and while he was trying to make partner at work, she'd been left to basically raise the kids alone.

When he finally made partner, and things didn't go back to normal, she'd kind of lost it. She hadn't exactly threatened to leave, but he knew she needed some recharge, and she needed it NOW.

So when her college roommates decided to stage a long-overdue get together, the timing was perfect. What started as a reunion in their university town, turned into a weekend at the beach, turned into a week at an all-inclusive in Mexico.

She felt guilty spending this much on herself, but her husband insisted. He insisted on the first class ticket. He insisted on the suite all to herself, even though her friends were sharing a room. He insisted she go, completely unplug, and enjoy herself.

There was no denying she needed it. It wasn't just doing so much on her own. It was also the long days at home, alone. Now that the kids were in school all day, she found herself too bored.

The mind tended to wander.

She loved him, and her kids were her world, but during those long afternoons by herself, the third glass of wine in, she couldn't help but think about the life she didn't have.

The career that never happened, even though she was a better student, and frankly more talented professional, than her husband.

A few months earlier, when he made partner, the company flew him to LA on an all-expense paid celebration with the other partners. While he was gone, she found herself bitter. Angry. Imagining the life she could've had.

She even found herself dreaming of her ex-boyfriend. The man she almost married. The one who she knew would've supported her career. At least that's what she told herself.

A recharge was essential. A chance to unplug. To recommit herself.

Pulling a blue bikini from her suitcase. It was just slightly small, but one of the benefits of being a stay at home mom was her workout schedule. Of course she was going to show herself off to her friends. A little rivalry was part of any good girl's friendship.

Wrapping a sheer white coverup around her waste, she checked out her firm legs, already tanned and ready to go. Snapping up her beach bag and a bottle of water, she made her way down towards the pool.

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The pool was busy, filled with pasty northerners getting away during the winter. Waving, she spotted her friends, who had come down earlier and secured some lounge chairs. She loved them, and it was great to reconnect.

"Kels!" her friend Jessica shouted, waving. Jessica has always been the "hot" one, but the mom years had made her curvy. Not that she wasn't still beautiful, but the way she was so comfortable with herself made Kelsi feel strange. Some people are just so content with who they are.

Their other friend, Ashley, was the one who tried too hard to compete. She had a nice career, though nothing special. Tall with long black hair, she was wearing a one-piece that just barely held her 30-something body in.

Kelsi sat down on the chair, accepting the slushy drink they'd secured for her with an appreciative smile. They girl-squealed and toasted each other. Kelsi congratulated herself for being the sexy one. She was sure the married men around the pool would be checking her out.

The afternoon lazily disappeared. Kelsi lounged into that perfect kind of vacation day, where you loose all track of time, place, and how many fruity drinks you've had.

As busy as the resort was - and it was very busy - she was surprised the lounge chair next to her had stayed empty. The chair next to that was occupied by a red headed woman who kept scowling at her.

She was chatting with her friends, getting louder and louder as the day drifted by and the empty drink glasses piled up. Kelsi was so distracted, so relaxed, she didn't even notice the man sit down next to her.

Kelsi was talking loudly about nothing much at all, swinging her slender arms around, she her hand made contact with something warm and soft.

Turning, she gasped.

It couldn't be.

The chair was occupied with a middle aged man - she figured about her age - with sandy blonde hair swept back. He was a little soft - a dad bod by any definition - and looked all too familiar.

He turned and smiled at her, but clearly didn't recognize her at all.

Kelsi smiled back and quickly turned to Jessica. "Jess, is that..." her voice trailed off.

Jessica looked past her, scowling. "Jared?" she asked, tentatively.

"YES!" Kelsi shout-whispered. "Doesn't it look like him?"

"I guess," Jessica replied, waving her away. "Obviously he'd say something if it was."

Kelsi nodded, settling back into her chair. She tried to ignore him, but couldn't help but keep glancing at him.

It was the strangest coincidence. She'd just, so recently, been thinking about her ex, and here was this man who looked exactly like him. What were the odds.

"Is something wrong?" the man asked, his voice deeper and stronger than Jared's was.

"Yes, no, I mean..." Kelsi stammered. "You just...you remind me of someone."

"Someone good looking," the man chuckled. Kelsi giggled, his confidence impressing her.

"I guess so," she replied. "Someone I haven't seen in a long time. I'm sorry."

"Baby," the man responded, "nobody is going to complain about someone like you looking at them."

Kelsi blushed. She scolded herself, but she couldn't help it.

"Sir," she said, faux-scolding him, "your wife is going to hear that and be pretty mad at you. And me."

The man laughed. "No, no wife."

Kelsi turned on her chair, towards him. "Girlfriend, then. You aren't here alone."

The man scowled at her. "No, no girlfriend either. And you've made me feel very good about it," he teased.

Kelsi giggled, like a girl. "I'm sorry. I just assumed everyone here was part of a couple, and someone who looks like you..."

The man smiled. "Well, there are three of you. That's an odd number."

Kelsi laughed, shrugging. "I guess you have me there."

"I'd be lucky to have you anywhere," he filled back. Kelsi blushed again.

The easy way he flirted with her, she couldn't help but like. She knew it was wrong, but she was enjoying his attention. Jared was like that, she thought back. It was almost like she was reconnecting, but without the history and failure.

She learned he was a businessman, who took a few days to himself every winter. His only vacation of the year. No wife, no family, just off enjoying some quiet time alone.

Time to recharge. She understood.

~~~~~~~~~~

Eventually, the sun sank deep into the horizon, and the girls gathered their things and returned to their rooms to get ready for dinner. They agreed upon one of the on-resort restaurants, and got ready for the night.

Kelsi chose a short, green dress, skin tight, that highlighted her dark hair. Adjusting her breasts to sit up nice and high, she grabbed her purse and took off to meet her friends.

The restaurant was open air, under a thatched roof, with the salty sea air flowing through. The girls had beat her there, again, but had been nice enough to order her a glass of wine.

They ordered dinner, the glasses piling up again. Kelsi felt free. She hadn't thought about home at all.

Then she heard his voice, again.

Turning, she spotted her new friend, sitting alone at a table for two. He was accepting a glass of whiskey from the waitress, who cleared his plate.

"Dinner for one?" Kelsi asked, turning in her chair and teasing him.

"My dinner date ran off on me," he teased back, smiling.

"Who would do that?" she replied, playing back. "I can't imagine."

"Kels, we're going to the theater," Jessica said, breaking their conversation.

"I guess we're leaving," Kelsi said, rising to her feet. Striding confidently past him, she could feel his eyes on her as she walked away. It was intoxicating.

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The resort had a theater, with some lame show each night. It was large, with most of the seating consisting of couches and love seats. Couples were scattered about, most looking like they were ready to fall asleep.

Kelsi and her friends, however, took up station at the bar.

"I haven't had this much to drink in YEARS!" Ashley slurred. Kelsi laughed and cheered. It was true for her, too.

"Buy you a drink?" she heard from behind her, just as the show was ending.

Kelsi turned, steadying herself against the bar. "The drinks are free. Besides, I think the bar is closing, she said, gesturing to a bartender quietly packing bottles away. "Besides, I'm a stay at home mom. We don't usually drink like this. Another, and I might lose all control."

The man laughed, shrugging. "I guess it will have to be something else," he said.

"Kelsi, I think we're going to call it a night. We have three whole days left," Ashley said, putting her hand on Kelsi's shoulder.

"Walk together?" Jessica asked, barely able to stay upright.

"My room is on the opposite side of the resort," Kelsi replied, offering a meek objection.

"Are you over there?" the man asked, pointing in no particular direction.

"I am!" Kelis

"Get her home safely?" Jessica asked, sounding like she was already falling asleep.

"I won't let anything bad happen to her," he said.

As the girls disappeared, Kelsi was happy they were too drunk and tired to think the situation through.

A few minutes later, she was arm-in-arm with him, making their way through the dark resort. It was quiet, and she worried someone might hear them flirting, as if anyone would suspect they weren't together.

As they walked down the beach, she thought about how exciting it was to flirt with danger. She never once thought about home.

Arriving in front of a small villa, on the edge of the resort, he slipped his arm from her and took her hand.

"Nightcap?"

Looking up at him, his sandy hair blowing in the cool breeze, looking so familiar and safe, like a fantasy, she felt powerless to say no.

Kelsi nodded yes.

He led her by the hand into the villa. It was huge - two full stories - a bedroom opposite the door, looking out over the ocean.

Leading her by the hand, they made their way silently to patio doors, open to a large balcony perched atop a cliff. He ocean waves crashed below. It was like a dream.

He spun her around, standing tall above her. Their lips were intertwined before she knew what was happening. His lips felt different, but he was an expert kisser. The way his lips felt against her, she felt her body melting, giving in.

Closing her eyes, it felt like she were back with Jared. They had such great sex, and his hands on her shoulders felt familiar.

He slid her hands down her arms, then back up to her shoulders. Slipping his fingers under the shoulder straps of her dress, he pulled them down. The dress gave way, sliding down and exposing her breasts. She felt her nipples grow hard against the cold air, suddenly aware they were out on the balcony.

He pushed down on her shoulders. Obediently, she lowered herself to her knees. The cold tile was rough against her skin, but her hands quickly got to work unfastening his pants. The belt fell apart, and as she unzipped him, a long cock fell few.

She found it unbelievably sexy he wasn't wearing any underwear, as she reached out and started stroking him. The light was dim, but she could see the glistening drop of precum on the tip of his dick. Squeezing him, the drop grew larger, before it slowly descended onto her hand.

She stroked him, feeling him grow harder and thicker. His hands on the back of her head guided her forward, taking control as her mouth opened. His cock entered her mouth.

Kelsi moaned as he filled her mouth. She stroked him into her mouth, feeling him swell between her lips. Slowly, she started sliding it in and out, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue as he moaned. Holding her head still, he stared to push himself in and out. Soon, he was fucking her face, her tits bouncing back and forth as he took over.

Looking up at him, she loved the way he was staring down at her. His eyes were so intense, his lips tight together, grunting as he used her mouth.

She pushed back, gagging. Wiping the spit from her mouth, she felt him pull her up by the arms. Pushing her back, she fell onto the daybed.

Kelsi closed her eyes, listening to the ocean, looking up at the stars, as he pushed her legs up into the air. She felt him pull her panties aside, and then his lips were on hers.

She cried out, screaming into the night, as he sucked on her clit. He ran a finger between her lips as he licked her. She coated it with her juices; she couldn't believe how wet she was.

He continued sucking on her clit, as he ran his finger up and down, spreading her lips. The tip would just about enter her, and then would continue gliding up and down. She could feel her juices run down between her cheeks; she was sure she was soaking the bed under her.

He licked her clit more vigorously, as his finger kept moving. It slid down between her ass checks, sliding just over her ass. Her hips bucked up into the air as his finger made contact with her back door; she'd never let anyone touch it before, but she knew he could do whatever he wanted.

Then, his tongue flicking away at her clit, she felt his finger rise up and slid into her hole. She cried out, her pussy opening up for him. Then she felt something else - another finger, sliding between her cheeks.

She'd gotten so wet, everything was so well lubricated, the other finger slid right in.

It was unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Her ass opened right up, squeezing him, sending a shiver between her hips. She could feel the two fingers, almost touching, each sliding in and out, as he ate her.

Reaching down, she pulled him by the hair into her. "Don't stop! she cried out. "Feels so good!"

It started somewhere she'd never felt before, exploding through her body. She shook, screaming, thrashing about. Both her holes gripped his fingers, her body convulsing in the most intense orgasm she could ever remember.

Pushing his head away, her hips continued to vibrate. Rising her head, looking down at him, she demanded, "fuck me."

He pulled his shirt over his head, pushing her dress up and climbing up her body. He slipped in so easily, her body was primed for his cock.

His body above her, he plunged into her, his hips thrusting into hers. She felt his stretch her pussy open, her walls gripping him, coating him, giving him full permission.

She dug her fingernails into his back, wrapping her legs around him so he couldn't pull out.

He grunted loud, before shoving his way free. "Fuck, he grunted," sitting up and running his hand through his hair.

Kelsi sat up, pulling her dress over her head. He laid down beside her, and she quickly climbed on top. Sitting so she could look out at the dark ocean, she sat down on him.

"Oh fuck that's good," she cried out, settling down. She felt him push against her cervix, filling her up. Her hips took over, slowly bouncing up and down. His hands were on her ass, encouraging her, as she started to bounce up and down.

Then she felt him slip another finger in her ass. The effect was instant. Burying herself onto him, her lips gripped him, her body shaking as she came again.

She felt like she'd gone blind. Next thing she knew, he was behind her, taking her doggy. He thrusted deeper and deeper, her pussy expanding to take all of him.

Her tits swayed back and forth, their bodies matching one another as he fucked her.

She heard him grunt. She could tell he was close. Her pussy gripped him, his hands on her hips.

He grunted again, his thumb back in her ass. It was as if it transformed her into someone else.

"Fuck yes! she screamed into the night. "Keep fucking me. Don't stop."

"I'm going to..."

"Keep going!" she moaned.

"I'm not wearing a..." he pleaded.

"Don't stop, Jared. Please don't stop. Fill my pussy with your cum!"

He moaned again, desperately. "Are you sur...."

"Keep going. Breed that pussy. Breed my cunt."

He moaned that deep, angry, out-of-control sound that only happens at one time. With an angry thrust, he pushed all the way in. His thumb disappeared into her ass.

Kelsi felt her body shake, her insides exploding. She could feel him flexing, pumping himself deep into her womb.

They came forever, both screaming and moaning as loudly as they could. After an eternity, he fell back, panting. Kelsi rolled over, gazing up at the stars. A warm, thick prize oozed from her.

She might've laid there for a minute, or an hour. She had no idea. Her body hadn't felt so satisfied in years, the post-orgasm haze letting her drift off.

Sleep had almost overtaken her, when she heard him say, "who is Jared?"

~~~~~~

Kelsi flipped on the light in her room, dropping her bag onto the couch. The cold air conditioned air woke her all the way up. Puling her dress down, she left it in a pile in the middle of the room. She could still feel him, oozing down her leg.