The Retreat Ch. 03

"Let's go for a walk. I'm not ready for that yet. This is what nudity is supposed to be; no sexual energy, no curiosity, just simple acceptance."

"Back to the beach?"

"No there is also a hiking trail. Put some clothes and shoes on and we'll do that. I've realized that I've had nudity tied up with our sexuality, and those two things should never be. "

Isabelle dressed in a pair of silly panties Alex had purchased for her; they had a tiger's head of rhinestones on the backside. She then slipped on a pair of cargo shorts and a denim shirt that, rather than button she tied at the waist. Her breasts were unencumbered by the bra that she normally wore religiously. As she stood they had the slightest bounce to them that she knew would draw Alex's attention.

"looking forward to lesson 4?" she asked.

As Alex slipped on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, he appreciated the view of Isabelle. He grinned and said, "You can't imagine. Isn't that a little risque for you?"

She smiled her cheekiest smile and said: "Lesson 4."

Alex shrugged at this and they headed out toward the hiking trail. When they got there the saw there were 3, 5 and 8 km loops. They decided on the middle loop and started walking hand in hand. The trail was well marked of beaten dry earth. The summer made the air smell heavy and wet. The resort obviously sprayed for mosquitoes. Alex and Isabelle appreciated this, considering how skimpily they were dressed.

Where the 3 and 5 k loops shared a common starting path, they came across a couple, dressed in T-shirts and shorts. They waved to each other in passing.

Alex and Isabelle looked at the various types of flora. Alex was in awe of his wife's eye for color. She could see so much more of the spectrum than he could. Many times she took a leaf from one tree and carried it to another to show him that they were indeed different shades of green. Only when they were held beside each other could he detect the difference. She was his beautiful artist.

Aside from a single chipmunk that caused a small squeak to escape Isabelle, they saw no other animals; two or four legged.

When they'd walked for about 25 minutes, they stopped.

"Ready for lesson 4?" Isabelle asked.

"We're not near the MP3 player." He responded.

Isabelle, undid the knot at her waist, her beautiful breasts that were only marginally contained, came free. She slipped off the shirt. Alex immediately groaned.

"I think, we've learned a lot already this weekend, and I'm looking forward to the rest, but when it comes to you and Lesson 4, I'm already an expert. With that she took his hands and raised them to her breasts. She felt for him. She felt his cock grow harder faster than she could remember.

She could actually feel it pulse through his shorts.

She slowly dropped to her knees in front of him, his hands transitioned from her breasts to her hair. She looked up at him; her eyes softened, and she lowered his shorts. His cock sprang forward and was pointing straight up; it bobbed on it's own with his pulse. Isabelle slid her finger along the underside of the shaft feeling the hardness and letting her fingers feel each of the veins. She lovingly played with him and looked up at Alex. Then she took him in her mouth. It was slow. It was loving. It was amazing. She could tell Alex wasn't going to last very long.

His cock came out of her mouth with a popping sound. She rubbed the swollen purple head with her thumb and said: "Ready for lesson 4?" With that she got up, unbuttoned her shorts and said:

"I need you to take me."

She turned away from him and bent over. She looked over her shoulder and said: "take me. I need you to cum inside of me."

With an ease that spoke to Isabelle's wetness Alex penetrated her easily. His hips moving almost involuntary after the day and a half of teasing, Isabelle pushed back to meet each of his thrusts. Soon very very soon, Isabelle looked over her shoulder and said: "Claim me, make me yours."

Alex would have liked this to last longer, but with those words he came. He came so hard he thought he might black out. He certainly had to struggle to keep his balance. When his orgasm subsided and he was able to think clearly, he pulled out of Isabelle. The mess was more than either of them had experienced before, he took his t-shirt and lovingly and gently wiped up between Isabelle's legs. She would leak for the rest of the walk.

Isabelle giggled and said:

"Just two more days here."