“Such a beautiful resort”, Sophie said taking in the sea breeze and watching the palm trees that framed the hotel. 

“I know,” Jeremy led the way towards the lobby, hugging his wife by her lower back. 

“It was very generous of your boss to give you this vacation as a bonus,” Sophie leaned her head on him as they waited in line. 

There was a small tray with free piña coladas, Sophie took one and sipped on it. 

“This reminds me of our honeymoon,” She sighed, “Remember Cabo?” She said grabbing her husband’s ass. 

“Sophie!” Her husband jumped in place, “Save it for the bedroom,” He said and took her hand away from his ass, he held her until they arrived at the receptionist. 

“Hi!” Said the woman at the reception, “ Welcome to Puerto Vallarta, is this your first time visiting our resort?” She asked in a chirpy voice and perfect English. 

“Hi, Yes. The reservation should be under West, Jeremy West.” He said and slid his passport so the receptionist could read it. 

“Perfect, Mr. West.” She began typing and compared the passport to the computer, then she returned it to him. “Jeremy West, reservation for two, One Villa, all-inclusive for two weeks and optional manager program. Is that correct Mr. West.”

“Uhm, yes. I think so. What is that thing you said at the end?” 

“The manager program, it's like a concierge, but one of our managers will be assigned to you to look after all your needs 24/7.”

“That sounds expensive, I think we could do without it.” He said 

The receptionist typed some more and read the computer, “It is already paid within the package your company ordered for you Mr. West, it is yours if you wish.”

Then she looked up and down at Jeremy and Sophie and gave a concerned look.

“The Manager program normally is something that is asked by our repeated guests, it is rarely advised for new guests.”

“Is there a particular reason for that?” Sophie asked. 

“The Manager normally programs activities according to the desires of recurring guests. It takes time to create a profile and first-time guests are encouraged to enjoy the facilities and review the activities first before hiring a manager.”

Sophie gave the receptionist a soft smile, the kind that she used when she wanted something, and knew she could it, “And, can’t the manager explain or recommend activities for the newcomers?”

The receptionist lowered her eyes and typed, she knew that look, she was already decided and was printing the acceptance contract. 

“Yes, our Managers are trained to cater to and learn from our guests as they work with them. It is simply a program that, when a guest comes back to our resort they already know what it is they are looking for.”

“If it is already paid then-” Sophie said and the receptionist slid a paper in front of them. 

“If you wish to hire one of our managers all you have to do is sign these forms. Both of you, please.”

Jeremy took the silver pen that the receptionist was offering and signed, then he passed the pen to Sophie. 

She stared at the pen, it was odd, when he signed it wrote with red ink that shinned pink when exposed to the light. 

Sophie signed as well. 

“Excellent.” The desk girl typed and pulled one big key and one small key and handed them to the couple, “Here are your keys, a Manager will be with you shortly and help you with your baggage. In the meantime, you can enjoy the facilities, order anything at the bar. Make yourselves comfortable. Have a nice day.” 

The young couple thanked the receptionist and moved to the bar to order another pair of piña coladas. 

“It is a lovely place, and to think your boss would even pay for a premium like that.” Sophie said to her husband and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek, “You must have done a great job.”

Jeremy felt a bit flustered, “Well, it wasn’t much. I don’t think it was that big of a deal to close that sale, it was a team effort.” He said. It was true. Jeremy still wasn’t sure why his boss thought he deserved the bonus. The team did most of the job and the sale was solidified even before he was assigned to the project. 

“Well, even luck is a skill,” Sophie said taking a seat by the bar. She was ready to jump into the pool as soon as possible. She had worn her bikini under her blue tube top and a matching beach skirt, a sarong, one simple pull from the fabric, and she could throw it away and swim away. 

Jeremy ran a hand over her back. 

“I think this tropical weather suits you.” He said returning the kiss on the cheek. 

“I like it. I can show off my belly piercing. Normally you are the only one that can see it back home.” She gave her a mischievous smile and a complicit wink. 

“So I will have to share this sight with everyone on this trip?” He said snuggling her neck, “such travesty.” 

There was a cough behind them. 

“Good day, are you Mr. And Ms. West?” The man was tall and tanned, he was wearing a crisp navy blue uniform and had a military-like posture. 

“Yes, are you the manager,” Jeremy asked.

“Yes, Mr. West. You can call me Enrique. If you would follow me, your villa is ready.” He snapped his fingers and two young men jumped ahead and carried the luggage from the young couple. 

Walking ahead of them, the manager kept a solemn and serious demeanor while explaining the facilities. The road to the beach was that way, the pool was open 24/7. There are different restaurants and bars, there is the club that way and the theatre that other way. 

Jeremy and Sophie barely listened to his explanation. Mostly enthralled by each other’s bodies, the husband’s hands were playfully exploring his wife’s body that wasn’t covered by the bikini fabric. And Sophie closed her eyes and let herself be led by her husband, enjoying his touch and love. 

Eventually, they reached the villa, a small house of two floors with a balcony that faced west towards the distant sea. Enrique coughed to call their attention. 

“Your keys, please.” He said and waited for the key to be handed to them.

Jeremy felt a bit odd that this man demanded the keys from them but he relented and handed the pair of keys to them. 

Enrique pointed to the big key, “This is the main key, it opens all the doors in this villa.” He said and opened the door for them. 

There was a kitchenette, a small living room with a TV, a dining table, and a stair that led to the second floor where the bedroom was. 

The two bell boys walked ahead and climbed the stairs to leave the luggage in the bedroom. They ran back and waited by the door, next to the Manager. 

Jeremy pulled out his wallet and pulled a few dollars to hand it to the two boys. 

Enrique lifted a hand. 

“Keep your money, Mr. West.” He said and made a sign towards the two bell boys who immediately left the building. “It is your first time at this Resort, we run things a bit differently around here, we have no need for monetary tips.”

His eyes looked behind Jeremy and settled on Sophie. Then he turned towards the door to leave. 

“I will be explaining along as it is needed during your stay, I will accompany you in all your activities while you are our guests. For now, I will take my leave to prepare a recommended itinerary while you settle yourselves. See you in half an hour Mr. And Ms. West.”

With that Enrique closed the door and left. 

It took Jeremy a few seconds to realize that he had left with the key. Well, he would be coming back in half an hour. 

Jeremy turned to his wife. The sight of her body wearing a bikini was turning him on. After all those days at work that he had to stay late at night and arrive tired, he missed his wife’s body. 

He hugged her close and kissed her before she had time to react. 

His tongue danced with hers as Sophie melted into his arms.

She broke the kiss, gasping for air. 

“Jeremy,” she said flustered, “I really wanted to go to the pool.” Her husband leaned in and kissed her neck eliciting a moan. 

Kissing her husband’s neck, Sophie began to undress him, taking off his polo shirt, going down over his chest she bites his right nipple and grins at him. 

“I love when you do that,” He moans. 

“I also know you love when I do something else,” Sophie kept going down, getting to her knees, getting his belt and pants out of the way. 

“Fuck, yes,” He moaned caressing her head. 

She kissed his half-erect cock, licking the underside. 

“Do you think we have enough time?” Jeremy moaned as Sophie engulfed his member between her lips. 

Bobbing up and down, getting him hard for her. 

“I will make it fast,” She said. 

She began to play with his balls. Her tongue caressed the underside of his cock. Sophie kept looking up to her husband.

He could see a hint of her cute smile in her eyes as she pleased him.

She pulled down her bikini top and showed him her tits with a wink without missing a bit of bobbing her head. They were pale, with her pink nipples and her skin free of much-needed tan lines. 

Her suction and skill were driving him closer and closer, he could feel his balls tightening. 

Sophie felt his cock twitch. 

Jeremy grabbed his wife’s head “I am so close,” He moaned. 

*knock knock knock* “Mr. And Ms. West?” it was Enrique’s voice. 

“Fuck.” Jeremy groaned. 

Sophie pulled out his cock from her mouth and gave him a wicked smile as she kept pumping him with her hand. 

“Yes?” She said, still on her knees as she looked over her shoulder. 

“I have your itinerary ready, would you care to join me at the pool?” 

She looked up at her husband and kissed his cock. 

“Please let me-” He said before her hand slid away and she stood up. 

Sophie winked at him and reached for the door, “Of course,” She said, “Give us one second, my husband is changing into his swimming trunks.”

“Of course Ms. West. May I come in?”

She kissed her husband and pushed him over to the bathroom and threw him his trunks before closing the door. 

“I really want to go to the pool,” Sophie said to her husband before walking to the door and letting Enrique in. 

“Come in, please.” She said, “He won’t be long now.”

Jeremy sat at the toilet and groaned. His erection showed no sign of receding. He took off his pants and boxers and pulled the swimming suit over his hard penis. 

“Shit.” He stared at his stubborn member. 

Groaning, he decided he could not let his wife wait until his erection calmed down. 

“Honey, why don’t you follow Enrique to the pool, I can find my way on my own. It won’t take long.”

“Of course my love.” She felt satisfied with herself, it would take a bit more for him to join her. She was proud of his stamina, but it was him that started all of this. Now she could take the sun while he waited in the bathroom. 

“This way Ms. West.” Enrique opened the door and led the way. 

Jeremy thought it would be faster if he could simply, jerk it off, after all, he was already almost cumming by the time Enrique arrived. 

But as much as he wanted to touch himself, to simply grab his thing. Something in his mind would not allow it. 

His hand would reach between his legs but he would not reach for it. His fingers tightening only to find them grasping air. 

“Fuck.” He groaned. “Okay. I fucking wanted to do it with Sophie. Ok. Calm down.” u

Little by little he controlled himself. 

It took him almost twenty minutes, but he finally managed to get his dick into a soft enough state that he could shove it inside his trunks and walk out of the bathroom without it looking awkward. 

But it felt terrible, his dick was so sensitive against the mesh from the swimming suit. 

He tried to focus on the breeze, the smell, anything but the memory of his wife or the feeling of his sensitive penis. 

But the landscape wasn’t helping. Everywhere he looked around, women wearing the most revealing bikinis and swimsuits were walking past him. 

“I’m a married potato, I’m a married potato, I’m a married potato.” He kept repeating to himself as he approached the pool. 

He found Sophie lounging on her back over a beach chair. The back of her bikini was undone and her hair was wet. 

“Hi, how are you doing,” He said taking a seat in the chair next to her. 

“Already jumped into the pool and now I was just taking the sun waiting for you…” She said in a lazy coquettish tone, “but you took so long to get here that I had to ask Enrique to help me put on some sunscreen.” She looked at him. That grin on her lips. 

He felt himself twitch. Was he turned on or was it just jealousy. He looked up at Enrique who held his military stance by Sophie’s side. 

“Strictly professional, sir.” He said. 

Sophie purred and stretched with feline grace, “Yes, Strictly professional.”

Jeremy rolled his eyes and laid back. 

She sent him a kiss. 

“Enrique, would you pass me the sunscreen?” He asked. 

“Of course, sir, would you like some help applying it on your back?” He said without any trace of mockery or irony.

“No, thanks. I can manage.” Jeremy said and applied the sunscreen on himself as best as he could.

She was just trying to get into his nerves. He took a deep breath and relaxed, feeling the breeze, the smell of her coconut sunscreen, he stretched and listened to the calming sounds of the sea and the moaning of lovers having sex. 

He sat down and looked around. They were loud, and just across the pool. 

Jeremy stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him. The girl had thrown her bikini top and it was floating in the pool, she didn’t have any tan lines either, all her body was completely tanned. 

She was riding her lover and playing with herself, she was almost making a show out of it. Her long blond hair pulled in a ponytail that the man was grasping with dominance. 

She moaned and begged and no one seemed to care.

His wife seemed oblivious to them and Enrique did not move a muscle. 

“What’s happening?” He asked. 

“This is an adult hotel, Mr. West.” He said matter of factly.

“That doesn’t explain anything,” Jeremy said pointing to a random man taking out his cock and offering it to the woman to suck on it. She smiled and opened her mouth for him to shove it. 

“Relax,” Sophie said and turned, her nipples exposed to the sun. 

Jeremy could not understand what was happening. 

The young wife continued, “Enrique kindly explained it all to me, this is an adult-only hotel and it since we are all respectful, healthy adults here. Everyone can be sexual as long as all parties agree to participate.”

The sun made her pale skin almost shine. Sophie's nipples were erect and he could not help but stare at her chest as it rose and fell with her breathing. 

No one else seemed to pay attention to it, not even Enrique who had a stern look while he stared ahead and observed the threesome, quickly turning into an orgy, on the other side of the pool as if he was a lifeguard waiting to jump into the pool at the first sign of someone drowning. 

That is if he ignored the erection that Enrique concealed in his pants. 

“I am going to take a swim,” Sophie said and stood up, not caring for her bikini top, “Do you want to join in?”

Enrique stared down at his own modest erection and gulped. 

“I think I will take the sun for a moment too.”

“Suit yourself.” She said and jumped into the pool to swim all the way across the pool where Three men and two women were licking and kissing each other’s bodies in plain daylight in the middle of the hotel. 

Sophie leaned over the pool and caught a glimpse from up close. The blonde girl pulled out a cock from her mouth and winked at her, “Want to join?” She said grinding her hips on the cock beneath her. 

Jeremy could not take it anymore and decided to jump on the water and swim towards his wife. 

“Thank you,” She said and showed the girl her ring. “I am married.” 

“Me too,” She said showing Sophie her own ring, her hand began pumping the cock in front of her. 

“Oh, you have such a great husband,” Sophie bit her lip watching the cock thrusting inside her pussy.

The girl giggled, “He is not my husband.” She kissed the cock in front of her. 

Sophie tried to find a ring in either of the men around her, finding their hands empty. 

“Oh,” She said and swam backwards, her eyes fixed in the cock thrusting into the girl’s pussy. 

Jeremy found his wife’s body in front of her. He kissed her from behind and groped her tits. 

She hugged, she could feel his erection against her back, but she never stopped watching the  cocks buried inside the girls in front of her. Sophie pulled his hands away from her breasts and turned to kiss him. 

“You know,” Jeremy whispered into her ear trying to avert his eyes from what he considered should be an intimate act, “we could still book a different hotel, if you want.” 

Sophie scoffed, “Rally? Are you not enjoying this?” She said pushing her tits into his chest. 

“You know I rather have you just for myself, I am not comfortable with you showing  your assets to the world.”

She rolled her eyes. 

“Is that why you just groped my tits just now?” She pushed him back. 

“Just listen to yourself, since when do you call your breasts ‘tits’?” Jeremy grabbed her hand. 

“You know, I think I would rather swim by myself for a while.” She slipped away and swam away from him. 

Jeremy groaned and turned away, splashing water in anger. 

Enrique handed him a towel and Jeremy dried himself, wrapping it around his waist to try to conceal his erection. 

“Would you like a drink, Mr. West?” Enrique offered him another piña colada. There was another one waiting for Sophie. 

“You know, I think I am tired, I will be in the Villa until tonight,” Jeremy walked ahead taking the glass with him. He sighed and turned back to Enrique, “Can you make a dinner reservation for two? Not the buffet, something fancy.”

“Of course Mr. West. Did you have anything in mind? We have different restaurants with different specialties, Italian, Mexican, Japanese.”

“I don’t know, whatever you recommend, Something romantic.”

“Of course Mr. West.”

Jeremy walked away leaving Enrique pulling out a small walkie-talkie and his wife making circuits around the pool. 

Sophie pulled out her head from the water and looked down at her naked chest, a trace of shame made her face red. Maybe her husband was right. 

Enrique handed her a towel that she used to wrap herself from her shoulders down. 

The orgy across the pool was dissipating, leaving only the two girls lounging on the chairs with some cum over their bodies like it was sunscreen. 

One hand slid over her bikini and slid it to the side, sliding one finger over her smooth skin. She had gone to the salon and gotten a Brazillian wax just for this trip. It was a surprise for her husband.

And now they had gotten into a stupid argument. 

She sighed feeling her smooth skin.

“Ms. West?” Enrique called her attention. 

Sophie felt herself turn beet red and rapidly fixed her bikini under the towel. 

“Yes?” She said looking up at the Manager. She was at the height of his cock, she noticed it was erect and seemed bigger than Jeremy’s. 

“I made a reservation for a horse riding tour through the beach. Would you like me to cancel it?”

“What?” She asked trying to look past his pants. “Riding like a horse? I mean horse riding?”

Sophie shook her head, “Yes, I mean, no. I would like to do it.”

“It was a reservation for two, but I don’t think Mr. West wanted to be disturbed. He said wanted to rest.”

Sophie rolled her eyes, typical, anytime there was any kind of confrontation he would retreat and cage himself in his room. 

“No, you are right, I can go on my own…” Then she looked at Enrique.

“Would you care to join me?”

“Of course Ms. West. I will be your guide.”

Enrique led the way. It was at that moment that Sophie noticed his cologne, a mix of citric aroma and vanilla that woke something up in her. 

She noticed his neck, the perfect cut of his hair, his dark skin. 

Looking at him made her heart race. She stiffed a giggle, is this how men feel when they see a sexy woman? She noticed the state of undress she was in, still dripping with water from the pool, and the weird arousal she got from watching people have sex in front of her. 

Oh my gosh, she thought turning red, I just saw an orgy in front of me. Did I think about joining them? Was that why Jeremy got angry? What- 

“Here we are, Ms. West.” The Manager stood in front of her, he was taking off his jacket and pulling up his shirt’s sleeves.

It was a lovely ride by the beach and the setting sun. 

Of which, Sophie didn’t pay attention to anything but her muscled and disciplined guide. 

Something between her legs was throbbing with each step the horse took. There was something else she wanted to ride. 

And her stupid husband was nowhere around, so her mind drifted to Enrique and his hands guiding the horse. She wanted to feel those around her neck, on her hips, anywhere on her body. 

“And that’s all Ms. West,” Enrique said as she noticed her horse ride had taken her around the beach and back to the hotel very close to the villa. 

“Ah, yes, thank you, Enrique, that was lovely.” She said holding his hand as he helped her climb down from the horse, “Are you sure there is nothing I can give you as a tip.”

Enrique shook his head, “No, Ms. West. I am afraid I can not ask you for anything but if you wish, the receptionist can explain in detail what you can do if you find that we have done a good job. The same goes for your husband…” He stopped by the door of the small villa, “Who I think has come to understand how our tipping system works.”

Enrique opened the door and Sophie was assaulted by the sound of moans coming from inside the room...

To be continued.