Time to kill.

It wasn’t exactly beach front but when Ifunanya looked out the window, she had a breathtaking view of the water. The waves rising high, before crashing and giving the sand shore a new surface.

“Babe are you ready? Heading downstairs”, Sylvester called. She grabbed her sling bag and shades off the dresser and shut the door behind her. Sylvester came out of the kitchen, holding the basket they had packed earlier on that morning.
“You have everything?”, he asked, she nodded and winked, together they walked to the front door. Stepping out first, Ifunanya wore her shades and stood to the side as Sly locked the door after him.

They were off to the beach.

They reside in Beachfront Estate; yeah, literally on the beach. So, all they had to do was exit the main perimeter and they were there—on the beach! It was a gift from the couple’s parents a few years ago for their 2 years anniversary.
They settled at their spot; a little area coolly shaded off by a tree. Sly served drinks while Ifunanya rolled and lit the joint.
“I have a seminar on Tuesday and I’m presenting a paper that day. Can you imagine?”, Ifunanya said and shook her head.
“I’m not saying I’m not adequately prepared—I was just not informed early enough”, she paused, her face in a little frown. “My boss calls it ‘Sensitization’; he wants the employees to have a better understanding of all the research I’m constantly carrying out”.
Sly chuckled, “What’s wrong with that again?”, he asked. Ifunanya laughed, rubbed her thighs, “they already get MONTHLY reports!, I hold discussions with the invdividual departments over time… Isn’t that enough?”
… On and on…they talked about anything and everything that came up.
Sitting in silence now, smoking and holding hands; Ifunanya looked down at their wedding rings and smiled—she almost said No to him… Almost. She shook her head. That would have been a monumental mistake.
Sly started playing music.
Loud enough to be heard by them; not totally drowning out the sound of the waves crashing hard on the shoreline.

“Do you have any work to do this evening?”, Sly asked. It had been almost two hours. She thought about it for a bit…
“No, no. No I don’t. Why?”,
“I just want to know how much we can get out of today, together… You know? Its been a while…”
She nodded in agreement.
“Well, I’m not working tonight, are you?”, He shook his head “nopes!”
“Let’s put it to good use then”, she smiled.
“Home time. Shall we?”, he asked, with a mischevious glint in his eye. Ifunanya nodded.

His hands roamed her body, squeezing, stroking, fondling, scratching—the whole nine yards. Slowly, his hands trailed downwards… Lower and lower… Till he got to her hot core. She moaned aloud as his thumb found her bud and worked its magic. When she felt herself about to explode, she pulled his hand away and tackled him till he was lying on his back. She straddled him.
Making her way down his body, she kissed him—lips, neck, chest, nipples, navel—lower and lower then she grabbed his shaft with her right hand. He was hot; a little juice was spilling from the top, she licked it and took him in her mouth.
Sly sucked in sharply; it was hot and soft and wet and he loved it. She sucked him, playing with his balls as well, sucking on them too—one by one.
Sly pulls her up, carries her and drops her on her back, plunging into her at once.
She gasped!
Her legs wrap around his waist, locking him in.
The orgasm hit her at once.
She bucked underneath Sly, whimpering as the wave crashed through her.
He began thrusting; deep and fast.
It was even hotter in here and wetter too…
Sly grabbed her ass, pushed it higher. She wrapped herself around him, moving her hips higher, urging him to go deeper…
He stopped, came out of her…
Then he went down on her… And savoured every lick.

She was on her knees, he was spanking her while fucking her from behind.
Ifunanya moaned as he fucked her, she could feel him deep in her… Her third orgasm was growing, she felt it. Her toes were tingling, her thighs were getting hotter and her pussy felt like it was about to explode!
Sly grabbed her ass and started going faster, the heat in her groin rose higher and higher with each thrust.
The orgasm hit him and he plunged hard and deep and Ify cried out; her legs shaking in the wake of the orgasm.
She lay down, Sly followed suit, landing on her.

He looked at the time, it was 3:58pm. Plenty of time to kill before going to the casino.
“Fancy another smoke?”,
He got up; a naked, satisfied grin on his face.
Ifunanya laughed, “why, of course Sir!”, she extended her hand and he pulled her up.