The Empty Nest(closed)

Bill spent most of the day looking at different options for their vacation. Traveling was always something he wanted to do once the kids were out of the house and he wanted to make their first trip something special. Looking at various international cruises he found one that seemed ideal.

Embarking from Venice it was a 10 day cruise with stops in the Greek isles of Rhodes, Mykonos and Santorini along with a few stops on the mainland of Greece. Excited by the idea of the trip he sent the itinerary to Cara with the idea of arriving in Venice a few days early so they could explore before the cruise left.

Having never been on a cruise he wasn’t quite sure what they should expect but a lot of the comments on the itinerary seemed promising.
 
That evening, Cara got home first. She was excited about the prospects she had found for them to discuss. The brochures that the travel agent had given her were promising with their bright colors and attractive hype. She had one for a couple of cruises to Greece, someplace she had always wanted to see. There was one for Sweden, one for Australia and even one for New Zealand. The latter was another place she had always wanted to visit.

She set all her belongings on the table next to the door and still clutching the brochures in one hand as she rushed to get dinner ready. She set them on the counter, gave one last check on dinner and practically skipped all the way into the bathroom for a quick shower and a change of clothes.
 
Walking into the house bill found the brochures that Cara had laid out on the counter. He could hear the shower going in the master bath so he took a few moments to go through a few of them as he waited. He was relieved that at least they seem to have circled in on an international trip but the array of options made his head spin. Each of them seemed like fun but for a broad set of reasons. To Bill it didn't much matter where they went. The criteria he had in his mind was pretty simple. As long as Cara was there and they were going to be able to relax and spend time with each other, he was good.

Walking toward the master bath Bill slipped his tie from his neck and slowly pushed the bathroom door open just as Cara was stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around herself. "Saw the brochures. Any of those jump out as must do?" he asked as he stepped toward her and wrapped his arms around her waist then gave her a kiss. "I think all of them look like a good time so we might have to put them all in a hat and just pick on if you're undecided." A smile stretched across his lips at the idea of leaving the whole decision up to chance. It was the kind of spontaneity that they didn't have the luxury of when the kids were home.
 
"Saw the brochures. Any of those jump out as must do?"

Cara briefly stopped with tucking in the ends of the towel around her chest and kissed Bill back before answering him. Her head canted to one side as she thought about it.

“Ummm, maybe the one to Greece? I don’t know. I was debating on a cruise there or just flying. Any thoughts? The travel agent I spoke with made the cruise sound interesting. Think you can handle being stuck with me in really close quarters while at sea?”
 
"I can definitely think of worse places to be then stuck with you in really close quarters." Bill said as his hands slipped down her back then cradled her ass and he kissed her again.

Over the course of the next couple weeks Bill and Cara worked with the travel agent to arrange everything. The cruise itself was pretty simple but settling on the excursions they wanted to sign up for at the various ports in Greece took a little more thought and planning than Bill had first anticipated. With such a long trip for just the two of them Bill also did some planning ahead, taking the opportunity to purchase some lengths of rope, cuffs and an assortment of other items that he could pack that might help them pass the time. He not only saw it as a time for them to reconnect but also an opportunity to further explore some of the things they'd been dabbling in more fully.

As their departure date approached Bill couldn't help but feel his excitement building for what he expected would be a memorable trip.
 
Bill and she worked diligently with the travel agent to get their trip all planned out. When they booked the cruise, they were able to get a room on one of the upper decks that came with a small balcony. Having never cruised before; to say she was excited for their trip was an understatement. Not sure what to expect or what they were going to find to do on this long cruise to the Greek islands, Cara was not only excited but slightly apprehensive. It was conceivable that Bill was going to find some luscious woman to fuck and she wasn’t sure how she was going to feel about that. Obviously, she had fucked other men, so Bill also had fucked Marsha. They had agreed that it was something they could do with others without affecting their own relationship. So many possibilities lie ahead of them. She couldn’t wait.

As the day of their trip came closer and closer, it was hard for Cara to keep her mind on her work. Bill and she poured over their itinerary. They had a little bit of flight time ahead of them before they got to their port of call. They could have driven, but that meant extra fare for storing their car and while Cara enjoyed driving, the flight time was much shorter. So flying it was. In the meantime, Cara went to their safety deposit box and got their passports and she had an open suitcase so she could pack slowly exactly what she wanted to take with her. She had gone to the shop she had visited with Marsha and bought a few more sexy undergarments to wear. This trip was almost like a second honeymoon for them and she was starting to get butterflies in her stomach. She wished the days would hurry up and slip by so they could get on their way.
 
On the morning of their departure Bill and Cara were up before the sun rose to catch their flight to Miami. Miami had always been a place that Bill wanted to visit but they wouldn't have time to see much before they needed to to board the ship for their cruise. Still groggy and half awake they made their way through airport security and got to their gate with plenty of time before their flight boarded.

As they waited Bill rummaged through his backpack looking for the small gift bag he'd packed the night before then handed it to Cara. "You should go to the restroom before the flight." he said handing her the bag with a wry grin,

When they'd booked their flight he couldn't help but think about the prospect of joining the mile high club but he'd been in enough airplanes to know that those small bathrooms made it far from a practical reality. As he was shopping for the trip he found something that he thought might be the next best thing and a fun way to kick off their trip.

As Cara took the bag from his hand he slipped the remote into his pocket then nervously glanced around at the people around them.
 
She was extremely curious about what Bill had gotten her, but she didn’t say a word and slipped into the ladies' restroom. Once secured in an empty stall she sat down on the toilet and opened the bag. As she pulled out what was inside, her eyes widened and she slapped a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing out loud. Bill was going to be naughty, was he? She hurriedly slipped off her panties and put on his gift. Dear heavens! She didn’t see the remote so he must have it. Oh, this was not going to be fair. Fun, but not fair. Tucking her underwear in the gift bag, she made sure she left behind no evidence, gathered up the trash and tossed it before she exited the bathroom and scurried over to her husband. When she got close to him, she bumped her hip against his and grinned when he looked at her.

“Naughty.” She mouthed up at him just as their flight was called. She wanted to tell him to play nice but then, what fun was there in that?
 
Bill waited in anticipation for Cara's return then tried to act casual as she emerged from the bathroom. "What??" he said with a smirk when she nudged him. He thought there was a chance she'd just hand him the bag back and decide not to play but he was happy that she didn't.

When their boarding group was called they made their way to the jetway then waited into the line that had stalled as people made their way on then found their seats. Reaching into his pocket he bumped the device on and then off again a couple times giving Cara a little jolt each time that he did.

When they finally made it to their seats Bill put their carry-ons in the overhead then took a seat in the center seat while Cara took the window. He was half tempted to put her in the center next to whoever they were seated with but he was worried that it might make things more awkward than necessary. As they sat there waiting for the rest of the passengers to board Bill fidgeted with the remote in his hand and twirled it between his fingers making sure Cara was aware that he had it handy and could be activating it at any time.

As the plane started to fill up and older gentleman took the isle seat next to Bill causing Bill to be less conspicuous with the remote. He was enjoying the fact that Cara had no control over what he intended to do and extending the uncertainty only added to his entertainment. Finally the engines fired up and the plane pushed back from the gate. The taxi out out to the runway only took a couple minutes and as the plane started to accelerate for takeoff Bill clicked the vib on low as he gripped Cara's hand with his free hand.

Seeing Cara's reaction out of the corner of his eye Bill increased the intensity as the plane began to climb then began to intermittently alternate the intensity avoiding the most powerful setting for the time being.
 
"What??"

She simply gave him a knowing look with a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. He knew exactly what. They were waiting patiently in the main aisle as people located their seats and got comfortable. Bill gave a little jolt to her panties, making her jump a little and almost squeal. Oh, he was going to enjoy this flight, she could bet on it. When they came to their isle, she immediately hurried to take the window seat. She had a feeling she was going to do a lot of squirming. Bill sat next to her and an elderly gentleman soon joined them.

They buckled up and got ready for take-off. So far, so good. Bill was behaving himself. Cara stared out the window as their plane began to taxi down the runway. Bill’s hand reached for hers. He knew there were two times she hated flying, taking off and landing. However, just as the plane picked up speed to ascend, the rumble of the plane covered her little squeal as Bill turned the panties on and if that wasn’t bad (or good) enough, as they started to ascend into the skies, he was messing with the intensity of the vibration, making her squirm but trying to appear not too. She squeezed his hand hard. Leaning against his shoulder, she whispered.

“You’re a brat and pay back is a bitch. Just remember that, love.”

As the plane leveled out, the flight attendants were getting ready to come around to ask if anyone wanted something to drink. By the time they got to the row where the couple were sitting, Cara requested a 7-Up and a blanket, saying that was always a bit cold on flights. Someone came back with a small, folded blanket for her. Cara wasn’t really cold but she needed something to put over her lap, thanks to Bill’s mischievous ways. Privately, she made a mental note to research if they had such a thing for men as well. However, her revenge on this trip was going to be something different if she could carry it out. It all depended on how things worked out.

The flight wasn’t an overly long one, but Cara’s clit probably wouldn’t necessarily agree. It throbbed so bad and Cara’s need was almost out of bounds. Her pussy ached and throbbed with desperation. She needed something inside of her, ASAP and Bill was going to provide it. However, before they even got to their hotel, she knew there was the cab ride to get through. She’d be lucky if she could walk straight to just check in.
 
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Toying with Cara throughout the flight proved to be far more entertaining than Bill had ever anticipated. By keeping the intensity of the vibrations low he was able to edge her through most of the flight, giving her periodic breaks to gather herself before he began to torment her again. He could tell there was a building desire inside her and he couldn't wait to help her relieve that when they finally found themselves alone.

Bill turned the vibrator off when they started to exit the plane and gave her a break through baggage claim but as soon as the taxi pulled away he clicked it on again as his hand slipped between her thighs, just out of the view of the driver and pressed it more firmly against her for a moment. He could hear her breath quickening as she approached the edge one more time. Bill let her get achingly close again before he turned it off with a devious chuckle.

Pulling up to the hotel the grabbed their bags out of the trunk of the taxi then made their way to the room since Bill had checked in online and downloaded the key app. Pulling his phone out at the rooms door they heard the lock click open and Bill led Cara inside before looking at her and chuckling.
 
She never knew when Bill was going to ramp up the vibrator in her panties. She was silently grateful for having the window seat. She wasn’t sure the poor man on the other side of Bill could handle her periodic squirming. By the time they started to descend in Florida, she wasn’t sure if she was glad she played along and donned the panties or club Bill with her purse. He knew just how to keep her on edge, taking her to the very brink of an orgasm and then denying her it. Ugh. She hadn’t realized how much of a sadist her husband could be. Okay. Maybe that was a bit unfair. Judging from Bill’s face, he was enjoying this and actually, so was she. It was just that being taken right to that point and denied the ability to fall over the edge. Ohhh, he was going to pay for this, she silently vowed as she disembarked the plane.

They got their bags and hailed a taxi. He waited until the taxi pulled away from the curb and headed toward their hotel before he turned the vibrator back on, only this time, he slipped his hand between her slightly parted thighs. She felt his fingers press the vibrator more firmly against her pussy. With the slightest of moans, her head fell back against the seat, her thighs parting wider for him. Then…click. It went still again, making Cara want to moan but didn’t dare to. Luckily, they had pulled up to the hotel. It was a good thing too because her panties were ultra soaked. Bill had taken care of their signing in to the hotel. Cara was just trying to walk like a normal person. No sooner had he unlocked their room’s door, drug their luggage inside and closed the door, locking it behind them, she turned on him. Pushing him up against the nearest wall. She started to kiss the side of his neck as her fingers frantically worked to get the front of his slacks open. She pulled the zipper down as she sank to her knees on the carpet in front of him, slipping his cock from his pants. She wasted little time in stuffing him into the interior of her mouth, working it up and down his length, her tongue laving underneath, over the top and around the crown. Her lips worked their way down until she had him fully loaded down her throat until she could feel his heavily laden balls against her chin. She got the juice saturated panties down around her thighs as her fingers found her sodden, deprived pussy. As she sucked on Bill’s cock, she rubbed her clit before slipping her fingers inside of herself, plunging and retreating until her fingers matched the rhythm of her lips on his cock. The demands of her body were not to be denied. He had worked her up multiple times on the flight, driving her to the point of madness.
 
Though Bill was relentless in his teasing of Cara he was paying a steep price for it himself. It was as if his own arousal was rising and falling along with hers. The sound of her stifled moans and ragged breathing drove his own desire each time to took her to the edge then abruptly pulled her back.

Pinned against the wall, his fingers combed through her hair as she took him deep into her mouth. The subtle rock of his hips met the bobbing of her head sending him just that much deeper each time her lips traversed to the base of his cock. "Fuck, I need to be inside you now!" he said as his hand hooked her underarm and he guided her to her feet.

With his pants and her panties down to their knees he awkwardly walked her over to the bed then forced her, face down onto it. "umm, I'm going to wear you out!" he said with a grin as he lifted her hips and Cara pulled her knees under her, offering herself to him.

As aroused as she was, there was no need for Bill to gradually work himself into her. With a single thrust he sank his entire length into her then paused for a moment as he savored the sensation before fucking her hard. His hand slipped up her back to take a handful of hair then pulled it taut lifting her head and chest off the mattress. "Fuck yes!" he groaned out as the sound of his hips slapping against her ass filled the room.
 
"Fuck, I need to be inside you now!"

The urgency in his voice told her that he had not been unmoved by their flight and her predicament, as she had initially thought. She just figured Bill will was having a high old time edging her the whole flight to Florida.

Somehow, with their underwear down around their knees he managed to get them to the bed before pushing her face down on it. Her torturous panties had, by then, fallen off her leg, leaving it to dangle on one ankle as he lifted her hips. She was so aroused by then that she lifted her ass in the air, offering him an unobstructed view of her soaking wet pussy. Her back arched as he sank into her in one hard thrust, making her moan. His hand sunk into her hair, yanking a handful back, forcing her head up.

"Fuck yes!" He groaned.

As she felt the enflamed cockhead rub against her cervix on its way to slamming into the back wall of her cunt, she couldn’t help but moan in agonizing need.

“Oh fuck! Yes Bill. YES….”

Cara ground her ass back against him, rotating her hips furiously. Her hands gripped the top of the bed coverings, balling it into her hands. Her legs spread wider apart as if she could get more of him inside her. Cara could feel and hear his balls slap against her mixed with the sounds of her wet pussy providing him with a warm, tight haven to cum in. Her inner muscles clenched around him, rippling along his hard, throbbing length, urging him to fuck her faster, harder and deeper.
 
Since the reset in their marriage Bill and Cara had plenty of nights where the fire between them was all consuming but since the revelation at Steve and Marsha's things seemed to have cooled a little. Bill knew this vacation was exactly what they needed to get back on track and this was exactly what he was hoping for.

Cara's cries sent him to a new level of desire as he feverishly pounded into her. Releasing her hair he gathered each of her wrists then pinned them to her back as the sounds of his cock plunging into her wetness filled the room. "Fuck..... Yes.." he cried out as he slammed hard into her one final time then shuddered as he released into her. His cock pulsating inside her releasing jets of his thick cum deep inside her. "Yeah, this is going to be a fun trip. I think I like that new little toy of ours." he said as he flopped down next to her on the bed.

The rest of the day Bill and Cara stayed in bed until the evening when Bill's stomach started to grumble. "We getting some food down at the bar or ordering room service?" he asked as his fingers traced over Cara's skin damp with sweat.
 
Cara laid there, beside him, all sweaty. Panting and tingling from head to toe.

“What the hell just happened?” She panted, turning her head slightly to look at Bill. She laughed.

“You like our new toy? I know I do. Especially if it’s going to get a reaction out of you like that.”

They were on vacation. So, they could do whatever they felt like doing or not doing.

"We getting some food down at the bar or ordering room service?"

Her fingertips traced lazy circles on his thigh, the one closest to her.

“What do you feel like? I can go either way. Although sitting might be a little delicate,” she laughed softly, “if we’re going downstairs, I need a shower first and no, I’m not putting on the panties again. At least not today.”

Now, if she could just muster up the energy to get up and head into the shower. In a minute. She’d go in a minute. Her head found a resting place on Bill’s shoulder as she listened to him breathe.
 
Both Bill and Cara quietly vetoed the idea of going downstairs for dinner choosing instead to just order room service and relax. It seemed a far better way to start off the trip than forcing themselves to clean up and get presentable.

The next morning they woke early and took a taxi to the cruise terminal to board the ship. The long line that wrapped several times through the terminal gave them the opportunity to see the people they’d be spending the next couple weeks with and Bill was relieved to see it wasn’t a lot of kids. Thinking about it, it made sense to him that the crowd doing a cruise this long would be mostly adults. He couldn’t imagine having to entertain their kids for that length of time when they were younger.

They finally got all checked in and settled into their room in time for their introductory lunch. It seemed awfully regimented when it was mention but it was explained that they’d have a set group of passengers they’d dine with each night and it was a good opportunity to meet them and receive and orientation about the boat and its amenities.

As the dining room began to fill couples started to arrive at their table. To Bill’s relief they all seemed to be roughly their age. As they began to chat they found they had a lot in common as far as being newly empty nesters and all relatively successful in their career areas.

“So what is it you do?” Brenda asked from across the table as she clutched her husband Mike’s hand.

“Architecture” Bill replied with a smile as he stared into the pale blue eyes across the table from them.

“Oh that sounds fascinating.” Brenda said “Mike’s in investment banking.”

Mike nodded as he glanced over at Cara. “And you?” He asked as his gaze fell slightly from her eyes then back to them quickly.
 
Cara’s stomach fluttered with butterflies as they processed in for their cruise. They found their cabin with little trouble. She made a mental note to thank their travel agent when they got home. Their cabin was compact yet seemed spacious. Maybe their little balcony helped make it seem like there was more room. They were located about mid ship and halfway up the ship. Their agent told her it was the best place to be, especially if either of them got seasick. She quickly unpacked her things, hanging her dresses and stowing her shoes, trying to leave enough room for Bill’s things.

That evening they made their way into the dining room and were shown their table. They were the first ones there and ordered drinks before they were joined by another couple. Introductions were made.

“And you?” Mike asked.

Cara picked up her glass of wine and took a sip before answering.

“I’m in the designer industry,” Cara spoke softly, “not fashion but interior design.”

She clarified as she noticed Mike’s eyes wander just a bit before they met hers again. Cara turned toward Brenda.

“What about you, Brenda? What do you do?”
 
"Oh I don't work. Mike keeps me locked up at home." Brenda said with a laugh as she nudged Mike with her shoulder. "With the kids I just never had the time for anything other than them. Now that they're off at school I'm thinking about it though. I think the silence of the house might be driving me crazy." Though she made it sound like a joke it was a very real concern in Brenda's mind. Left with too much time on her hands she found her thought wandering to places they never had before and she wondered what was wrong with her.

Mike, still consumed with his career that placed high demands on his time, knew she was going through something but he just assumed it was restlessness from their now empty nest. It was why he'd suggested the cruise to her. He was long overdue for some time off and he thought the change of scenery and the exotic destinations might help Brenda feel a little more like herself.
 
Cara nodded, “I get that. Bill and I are empty nesters now. We’re here to enjoy a well deserved vacation. For us, it took a bit of adjustment as we were so use to doing things for the kids. Now that they’re grown and doing their own thing, Bill and I decided it was time to see to ourselves. He and I both still work so the silence of being home alone hasn’t affected us. In fact, with it just being us, we don’t hear the constant, ‘Mom!’ ‘Dad!’ bursting into the room. Our schedules are all about us now. It’s great.”

Mike, she noticed, was quiet and Cara wondered what he was thinking. She noticed he glanced over at his wife a few times as she spoke. Cara didn’t think there was a problem there, but Mike looked a little puzzled.

“So, have you guys explored the ship yet? Or the bars?”
 
"We haven't but I'm looking forward to it. From the brochure it looks like there's lots to check out." Mike said, happy to change the subject a little. "I'm hoping to check out the casino at some point."

The mention of the casino caught Bill's attention "Yeah, that definitely sounds like something to put on the list. I don't know if you're looking to spend alone time with each other or not but if you'd like to we'd love to hang out after dinner and have some drinks." he said thinking it might be fun to have a couple to hang out with on the long cruise.

"That sounds like fun." Brenda said "As long as Cara doesn't mind us tagging along with you." She didn't no if Cara asking was necessarily an invite or just making conversation so she wanted to be sure that they wouldn't be interrupting any couples time she had planned.
 
"That sounds like fun. As long as Cara doesn't mind us tagging along with you."

“No, not at all. It sounds like fun. So does the casino, if Mike doesn’t mind the tag along when he goes.”

And Cara meant it. Her and Bill had to start socializing sometime, It might as well start now. Brenda and Mike seemed harmless enough. Besides, at the moment, all they were looking for were companions on the cruise. It was a start at least.

“I also hear they have a really good cabaret show later tonight,”

Cara threw in at last moment and she’d tell Bill later that if they go, she wasn’t wearing his panty gift. At least not yet.
 
“No, don’t mind at all!” Mike said, glad that there seemed to be at least the start of a friendship forming. He’d been apprehensive about he and Brenda spending so much one on one time and the chasms in their relationship and connection that it might expose. It had been so long since it was just the two of them for any extended period of time that he had doubts they’d find each other nearly as interesting as they did when they were first together. Another couple to hang out with would take some of the pressure off that he was feeling.

“There is plenty to do so it’s doesn’t sound like we’ll get bored. I’m up for whatever.” He said as he glanced over at Cara then Bill with a smile showing his appreciation.

As Bill listened to the exchange he wondered how similar Mike and Brenda’s situation is to how they were before they found their way. He imagined the frustration he’d have felt being on this cruise only to have Cara keep him at arms length and wondered which of them was the one that shut down. He was naturally inclined to believe if it was Brenda but there seemed to be a coolness to how Mike interacted with her that made him believe it might possibly be him too.

“I’m ready for another drink whenever you all are.” Bill said as the bus boy cleared the dishes from their table.
 
“I’m ready for another drink whenever you all are.”

“I know I am,” Cara piped up, “What do you two say to finding one of the bars and commencing our evening forward?”

She looked from Brenda to Mike then to Bill. Her hand was resting lightly on Bill’s thigh. She wasn’t expecting for anything to happen with people they had just met but maybe, later tonight with Bill would be another story. She was, however, looking forward to some drinks and getting to know Mike and Brenda better.

Cara couldn’t say she was a sailor, but she was starting to get her sea legs. They found a bar easy enough and settled into some comfy seats in the lounge area. It didn’t take long for a waitress to come over and take their drink orders. Looking around, Cara had to admit that the atmosphere and the live music was just thing she needed right now. Under the table, her foot tapped lightly on the floor in time to the song the lounge singer was belting out.
 
Mike couldn't help but notice how effortlessly Bill and Cara interacted and how connected they seemed to be. It was how he and Branda were early in their relationship but over time that seemed to get harder. As they walked to find the bar he watched as they strolled, holding hands. It seemed do unforced and he envied them and how they seem to have managed to maintain the spark in their relationship.

When they found the bar the 4 of them found a table and took a seat. When the drinks arrived Bill relaxed even more, settling in for a nice evening getting to know their new friends. As the conversation quieted for a moment Bill watched a woman walk in dressed to kill. Her short mini skirt barely hid the bottom of her ass and her low cut top left little to the imagination when it came to her breasts.

"Hey Mike, Incoming!" he said with a laugh. "I think she's looking for you."

Mike immediately tensed when he looked to see what Bill was talking about then nervously looked over at Branda to gage her reaction. "I ummmm." he started out before Bill cut him off. "Cara, can I get a pass for the evening?" he joked as he mocked getting up from his chair then sat back down with a laugh.

Mike couldn't believe that Bill would openly ogle someone like that much less joke about going after her with his wife. He could never imagine doing something like that in front of Brenda. Based on the glare she was shooting at him, she didn't even like him being involved in such a conversation.
 
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