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Sliding my right hand down to my kitty, I started rubbing a finger on either side of my clitoris, nice and slow. Tanner began rubbing my breasts harder, more urgently. It felt good, accompanying my fingers. I sighed. I even put my legs over either side of the tub, giving myself more access. Eventually, slow could only go so far. I started rubbing faster, sometimes dipping my fingers in my vagina, then returning to my clit. I could feel Tanner getting hard behind me, his penis pressing against my buttocks. Apparently, I wasn't the only one enjoying this. His hands got rougher, pulling, tugging and twisting my nipples, which both hurt, but felt strangely good. I moaned, rapidly approaching my crest. My bottom was bouncing up and down, getting ever so close, and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. My legs tightened, my butt dangled seven inches above the bottom of the tub as my whole body went stiff and I spiraled into a fabulous orgasm. No sooner did it start then Tanner bodily lifted me up in an amazing display of strength, turned me around and set me on his cock.

He slid into me like a sharp knife through warm butter.

"Tanner, we're practically in public," I panted. "What are you doing?"

"I'm fucking my wife. I don't give a shit. If they want to watch me fuck you, more power to them," he moaned, all the way inside me.

It was too late to do anything about it now. The deed was done. The only thing I could do was hope not to give away what we were doing. Fat chance of doing that since I was facing him and he was pumping into me by the simple expedient of gripping my ass and bouncing me up and down on his thick, stiff penis. Already highly aroused by my previous orgasm, I climaxed again, not more than two minutes after he started thrusting into me and I stifled my cries of pleasure by biting his shoulder, hard enough to leave tooth marks, though not so hard I broke skin. I climaxed again a short while later, surprised I was this aroused. Perhaps the idea I was making love to Tanner where people might see was giving me a dark, forbidden thrill. I had a fourth orgasm before I felt Tanner's penis swell inside me and a flood of his seed coat the inside of my sheathe.

I sat there, hugging him, my head on his shoulder, totally sated, when I heard people cheering and clapping loudly. Startled, I turned to look and saw a motor boat less than a hundred yards away, four people, two guys and two topless girls, standing up and waving at us.

"Well done, man, great show," one of the men said.

I turned flame red. Tanner shouted back to them, "Thanks."

"If you can pull that off again in another hour, I'll be over for a ride," one of the women, a blonde, shouted, to the whoops and hollers of her friends.

"No can do," Tanner yelled back. He held up his hand, showing them his ring. "Just married. I'm taken."

"Damn straight, he's taken," I hollered, still flushing red. "I waited a long time to find a man like him."

"Lucky girl," the blonde said. "You looked like you were having a hell of a time."

"I was," I shouted. "Four times wonderful" I kissed Tanner. "Now go away. Can't you see we're busy."

They all laughed and I heard the boat start and move away.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Tanner asked.

"I was mortified they saw us," I said. "I've never been so embarrassed." But I couldn't deny the thrill of it either, though I didn't say that to Tanner. I was in enough trouble the way things were. I didn't need to ask for more.

Tanner kissed me and got out of the tub, drying off and slipping on a robe. I could see the evidence of our pleasure floating around in the water. I looked around to be sure there weren't other people loitering nearby, then got out of the tub and under the shower to quickly rinse off any of our cum, before drying off and putting on my robe. It was close to six and our food was arriving at six-thirty. Tanner called our butler and she arrived within fifteen minutes, shortly after I'd put on a skirt and blouse and nothing else.

"Yes, sir."

"I'd like to get my suit pressed for dinner tomorrow night, and my shoes shined," Tanner said. "Anything for you, honey?"

"Could I see you for a moment over here, Roberta, please?" I asked. I stepped out onto the patio, Roberta following.

"Yes, Madame."

"I'm sorry to bother you, but my husband and I made love in the tub," I whispered. "It probably needs cleaning. I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, Madame. It frequently happens. People often come here for their honeymoon as you did. I can sanitize it now for you, or the cleaning crew does it every morning."

"The morning should be fine. Thank you."

"No thanks necessary, Madame. We pride ourselves on taking care of our guests." She looked around to see where Tanner was and whispered, "You enjoy yourselves to the fullest. He's a handsome man and you're very lucky."

"I think so too, Roberta. I appreciate that. We will." I smiled at her and she smiled back. She went back into the bungalow.

"If that will be all, sir," she said taking his suit and shoes, "I'll be off. Your suit and shoes will be returned around the time you have your massage scheduled."

"Very well, Roberta. Good evening. This should do it for the evening."

"Yes, sir. Thank you sir. I'll see you tomorrow."

Our food arrived as Roberta left. She had a few words for the waiter as she departed.

Tanner had ordered me the Pesce Spada, grilled swordfish with roasted potatoes with a lemon mint drizzle and for himself, the carved strip loin with marsala demi-glace, grilled vegetables and crispy potatoes. It smelled delicious. Our room came with a wine fridge with a selection of Robert Mondavi Twin Oaks wines. The waiter opened a bottle of chardonnay for me and a Cabernet Sauvignon for Tanner.

"Would you like me to make a pot of our Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee to have with your dessert, sir?" The waiter asked.

"Please, it sounds wonderful."

"Do you have decaf?" I asked. "It's getting fairly late."

"I don't plan on you getting much sleep tonight, Mrs. Mason. The caffeinated will do just fine."

I blushed and the waiter got a small smile which he covered up quite well. "Very well, sir. Caffeinated it is." He glanced at me to see if I would say more, but I didn't.

"You ordered the tiramisu for dessert. It's under this cover when you're ready." He pointed to a lid. "When you've finished, put the cart outside the front door. Someone will be by to collect it in about three hours."

"Thank you. Have a good evening," I said.

"Very well, Madame. You too, sir. Have a pleasant evening." He disappeared out the door.

"We shouldn't be disturbed for the rest of the evening," Tanner said. "Why don't you unbutton a few more buttons on your blouse? Or better yet, remove it entirely."

"Mr. Mason. You must think me a total harlot to request I undress for dinner."

"We've already established your sluttishness," Tanner said. "You just had sex in front of several people. I'm merely trying to establish how far your lack of morals extends."

"Mr. Mason. That was hardly my fault. You were having sex with me before I even knew what you were about. I had very little say in the matter."

"But you loved it, didn't you, Brooke. I felt how many times you climaxed. You were excited beyond your imagination."

"I will neither admit nor deny any level of excitement on my part. It was what it was."

Tanner laughed. "Take off your blouse, Brooke. I want to see those beautiful breasts and proud nipples while I eat."

I slowly undid the buttons of my blouse and slid it off my shoulders.

"Extraordinary," Tanner said. "I doubt if I'll ever get tired of seeing you naked, Brooke."

I blushed again and my nipples perked up to rigid little nubbins under his intense scrutiny. We ate in relative silence, Tanner content to gaze at my peaked breasts and I was a little uncomfortable at the potency of his stare. I could feel my sex becoming wet. I wondered if it was this way for all newlyweds, or if we were different from others. I wondered if it made a difference that we'd waited, if couples who'd surrendered to their passion earlier in their relationship would be this focused on sex during their honeymoon. All I could think of at this moment was the thick penis under Tanner's robe waiting for me. I found myself rushing through my delicious meal, my mouth dry, which caused me to drink more wine then I intended.

I was done before he was and I watched him eat while I was on my third glass of wine.

"Would you like a pre-dessert, dessert?" Tanner asked.

"What would that be?" I asked.

He undid the tie on his robe and pulled it to either side of his hard body exposing his penis to me. "You could make the balance of my meal quite amazing."