Chapter 24: A Business Trip

Whenever I accompany my husband on his trips, I get bored stiff, and he knows it perfectly well.

This new Caribbean trip was not going to be an exception, so I decided that even if I didn't know anyone in this new country, I could take a walk around that small coastal city and distract myself a little. After all, I could understand everything because Spanish was spoken, and it wasn't difficult to rent a boat and enjoy that magnificent day and that wonderful place. However, my husband would not allow me to go alone through those places without any kind of protection, so he asked for help from one of his collaborators, who turned out to be an attractive and young Argentine executive who accompanied him on many of his trips and who was also the director of his office in Buenos Aires. He gladly accepted to be my guide and protector. My husband introduced us:

"Look, darling, this is one of my most loyal collaborators and also the new partner of the company in America that I've told you so much about..."

I extended my hand and greeted him:

"So, you are...?"

"Diego, at your service for anything you need," he replied, shaking my hand, and as he did, I felt a warmth run through my whole body.

His Argentine accent captivated me. He seemed like a very attentive, courteous, and handsome man. His dark complexion stood out against beautiful coffee-colored eyes, his well-combed black hair, and his well-defined lips made him enormously attractive. To top it off, he was wearing a tight-fitting T-shirt, which emphasized his muscles—in short, I liked everything about him from the first moment, and I must admit that I felt an unusual sexual attraction toward him, why deny it... Nor did I seem to be the only one with that attraction, since the gaze he gave me, taking in my entire body from top to bottom with eyes full of desire, was a complete poem...

"Diego, if you don't mind, can we use the informal tú with each other?" I asked him.

"Of course, it will be more comfortable for me too."

So there I was, ready to explore that beautiful city and very well accompanied by my husband's attractive partner. We walked through several shops by the port, and there Diego invited me to an iced tea, and after looking at several hats, he gifted me a very beautiful pamela (wide-brimmed straw hat) to protect me from the sun. Very gallantly, he offered to fulfill all my wishes, and I naturally let myself be carried away. A woman always likes those gallantries.

We bought some fruit and a few bottles of a delicious white wine.

We headed to the port in search of some kind native who would show us the coast and let us be caressed by that Caribbean sun.

On the way to the port, I realized that I was the object of many glances. Despite being accompanied, I felt observed and, at the same time, admired. My youth, combined with my long blonde hair, was something that automatically drew the eyes of many men; if we add seductive sunglasses, a short white dress with a lot of flow showing my tanned legs, and enhanced by thin high-heeled sandals, the entire outfit became a perfect complement for me to be the object of some comment of admiration—something I must admit, I like and it excites me enormously.

As soon as we arrived at the place where the sailboats were docked in the port, several of those locals approached us, ready to offer us their tourist services. Diego discussed the rates with some of them, but the offers did not seem to be of interest to him. I let him do the organizing because he seemed very willing and very sure of what he was doing. I noticed how the looks of all those men became lustful as I passed, or at least that's what it seemed like to me. Maybe the sun, maybe feeling attracted to Diego, being in a different, unknown place... or all of it at once, I don't know, but the fact is I was super horny.

Diego acted like my husband. He took me by the waist with complete naturalness, and I loved feeling trapped by his muscular arms. He introduced me as his wife, which didn't bother me. On the contrary, it made me feel good. Images even passed through my mind of Diego embracing and stroking me all over my body, but they were just bad thoughts...

At the end of the port, only two sailboats remained, and after discussing the price with the first one, we headed towards the last one: a young native, who, as soon as he saw me, undressed me with his eyes and wiped his lips with his tongue. He looked very strong and very handsome, with a tanned, dark complexion, even more so than Diego's. He had curly brown hair, brown eyes, and very thick lips that I found divine. They both greeted each other like two old and good friends and gave each other a very effusive hug. I couldn't guess, although I could intuit, something they whispered in each other's ears, which was undoubtedly about me, especially when both looked directly at my thighs.

"Welcome aboard, I hope you enjoy the ride... My name is Yami." He greeted me while giving me two kisses and grabbing me by the waist.

That man seemed a bit daring, but far from making me uncomfortable, I seemed to like his boldness. His gazes at me did not cease, and Diego seemed to enjoy the situation. I felt in heaven because I was about to embark on a small sailboat, accompanied by two young, handsome, unfamiliar men who overflowed with eroticism, sensuality, desire, lust, sin... that is, an explosive mix for a lonely and hot woman like I was at that moment.

The journey began slowly, and the gentle breeze accompanied us as we moved away from the port. Diego and I sat on the side of that sailboat while our feet got wet in the seawater. Yami steered the helm and occasionally smiled kindly at us, but especially at me, even winking.

The heat was becoming suffocating, and I was hot inside and out. I felt how those two guys were also heating up. I felt it when their glances and shiny eyes gave them away and when I showed my sexiest side possible, using very seductive poses, crossing my legs, stretching my back, puffing out my chest, or stroking my long blonde hair.

"Oof. It's so hot..." I said to Diego, fanning my face with my hand.

"I know, as we go further out to sea, the temperature is rising," he replied.

"If I only had a bikini..." I said with a certain double meaning.

"That's right, we didn't think of it. We could have bought some swimsuits before leaving..." Diego replied.

Having my feet in the water wasn't lowering my heat.

"If you want, you can take off your dress. After all, your underwear would act as a bikini, don't you think?" Diego proposed to me.

"I don't think that's right..." I replied.

"Come on, don't worry. It's just the three of us here; no one else is going to see you..."

I played hard to get. The proposal didn't seem like the most appropriate one in such a situation, especially when dealing with two men I didn't know at all and who wouldn't stop observing me with brazenness and desire.

"If you want, I can take off my clothes too..." he said to me.

Without hesitation, Diego stood up and offered me a nice show, taking off his shirt, showing me his powerful naked torso—very well-shaved, just the way I like it—and then lowering his pants to remain in boxer-type underwear, but very tight, accentuating his package. When I looked back, I could see that Yami had already stripped off his pants and was also in his underwear. The sexual excitement was invading that boat and all of us.

With the heat I had on me, and although I felt a little embarrassed, I cheered up, and like an automaton, I stood up while slowly lowering the zipper as if to offer my companion—or rather, my two companions—a good striptease session. Then I let it fall slowly until the garment ended up on the floor. I stood facing Diego in my minimal underwear: a beautiful white bra and panties set with lace. That little set was quite sexy since it was semi-transparent, and both my pink nipples through the fabric and the trimmed hair of my pubis could be guessed. The panties were very minimal in the back, and without being a thong, they nestled in the crack of my butt. With complete naturalness, I returned to my position and sat next to him on the side.

Out of the corner of my eye, I looked towards the stern of the boat and saw Yami straining his neck trying to get a good look at me. This was the most exciting thing that could happen to me