Family Vacation Part One

Family Vacation – Part One


We had gone to the beach to escape the mundane existence of everyday life. It was our family’s regular vacation time. Aunt’s, Uncles, Cousins, Nieces, nephews, the whole family would be there for fun and relaxation. We had rented almost an entire floor of a condominium complex in Florida for an entire week.

Although I dreaded the thought of an entire week with my family, I was happy and surprised that my younger sister in law decided to come and help with the kids. I had paid for her airplane ticket and the help would be welcomed with all of the kids and especially our 2 year old. You see my wife and I have an active sexual life and we were trying to get pregnant. This week would be the week that she was ovulating, according to her calendar, so we for sure were going to be screwing like rabbits the whole week. And, with a 2 year in tow, for those of you who know, requires constant supervision, I was relieved that we would have help throughout the week. So, the fact that my sister in law could come, was a welcome relief. My wife and I were looking forward to sun, sand and sex. Not necessarily in that order. 😉

The plane arrived and as I hurried to get the rental car, pull it around, get the child seat in the car and pull around to the baggage claim area, I was hoping that we would be on the road soon. It was about another hour and half drive to the beach from where we landed and I was looking forward to getting to the beach as soon as possible. My wife was beautiful as always. Even though a plane ride with two year-old was always challenging, she always took them in stride and didn’t look any the worse for wear. She had no care for what others thought anyway. Besides the plan ride wasn’t that long and by the time we landed, our little one was ready for a change of scenery.

As I pulled around to the baggage claim terminal, I jumped out of the car, grabbed, my sweetie-pie from my sister in law and strapped her in car seat. My wife was inside looking for our bags and I rushed in and she had already gotten two of them. Only three more to hoist from the carousel and we were good to go. I told her to head for the car and that Stephanie was entertaining the munchkin. I told her to drop the bags by the trunk and that I’d get everything arranged so it would fit in the trunk! I grabbed our bags and rushed to the car, got packed and we were off.

“Ready,” I said as I pulled the door closed and looked at my wife. She peered out from her sunglasses and said, “What do you think,” with a grin on her face. I smiled back, but then shot a look back at her as she pointed between her legs. I smiled widely thinking that she was ready as soon as we got to the condo. I was more than ready too. However, her smile turned to a frown as she indicated that she had gotten her monthly bill early. I patted her leg and said, it’s okay and took off for the condo. I thought to myself as we drove that some of my fun would have to wait until the end of the week but, as we sped towards the beach, I tried to relax even though the sexual situation with my wife would be delayed a few days. You see, I’m not one of those guys that can screw his wife while she was on the rag. We would play around and she’d probably give me head (she is a great cock sucker). So, our antics would be tame for at least the beginning of the week. So I had resigned myself to having to wait a few days for my sexual desires to cum inside a sweet wet pussy could be realized. Or at least that’s what I thought.

I hadn’t paid any attention to my sister in law in the back seat during the brief exchange with my wife until I had reached the interstate. I glanced in the rearview mirror to see Stephanie smiling widely, as if she was waiting for me to look at her. I didn’t think much of it as I merged into traffic and headed south on Interstate 95. Thankfully, this part of our journey would be much more pleasant than our aeronautical one just an hour before. This was due to our little pumpkin fast asleep, safe and sound in her car seat. She had begun her terrible two’s right on schedule and again I was thankful that my sister in law Stephanie was here to help out with all that. She had a great way with children and it would definitely ease the load on my wife and I.

As we pulled into the condominium’s parking structure, the first order of business was getting inside and the portable crib set up so pumpkin could finish her nap. I rushed in, set up as my wife came right behind me with the munchkin, still fast asleep. “Thank god,” I mouthed to my wife as she passed by me at the doorway of pumpkin’s room! She would sleep for another hour or two which gave us plenty of time to get unpacked and mostly settled. Thankfully, the groceries I had ordered before we left were arriving just as we finished getting our clothes out of our suitcases and into the closets and dressers. I had built a great relationship with the local store owner over the past few years that we’d been coming here. He loved tequila like I did so every once in awhile, on my travels abroad, I would send him a rare bottle. Two or three times a year, a phone call every now and then and Joe was good to go. I could pretty much ask for anything while I was on the island, and he would have it delivered or deliver it personally. He was a great guy. He and his wife were from the same area as me and he had gotten rich in the online boom in the late nineties, cashed out before the downturn and moved here permanently.

He and his wife had no kids and decided not to have any and were spending their years, running the store on the island and living the good life. In fact, Joe owned a lot of property on the island as well as his store, a liquor store, two restaurants, all the beach equipment rentals and three Tiki bars that were setup along the beach in strategic places. He was making a killing. I envied his lifestyle. I thought one day, I’ll be able to do this, just not for a while. But, he was a good friend and I was happy that he hadn’t let his good fortunes change his small town sensibilities, other than for the better. Surely, my wife and I would spend a few nights out with them and they were good for great conversation, meals and a bunch of laughs!

Ted, the delivery boy was about Stephanie’s age. So, as he brought in the groceries, I made sure to introduce them. I thought surely Stephanie wouldn’t mind having a little male attention on her holiday as well. After all, I couldn’t have all the fun, right? My hopes were shattered when Stephanie paid no attention to him really and then later told me that Ted swings for the other side. Man, I guess my “gaydar” had not detected that. Oh well, guess I must be getting old. I tipped Ted 30 bucks for bringing over the groceries and told him to tell Joe to put it on my tab for the week and we’ll settle up at the end. He thanked me and left and then came back.

“Mr. Jones, I almost forgot this,” he said as he handed me a paper bag with what looked like a bottle of wine it. “Thanks Ted! Will we see you around later in the week,” I asked him, trying to be polite. “Yes sir,” he answered and with a wave, he was gone.

I turned around to see my wife already in her bathing suit, beach bag in hand, ready for the sun.