Remi and Eden – The Lifestyle Pt. 02

Remi and Eden: The Lifestyle Pt. 02 – An Erotic Journey of Pleasure and Exploration

Literotic asexstories – Remi and Eden – The Lifestyle Pt. 02 by Mitchsmind

Up until her week of sexual excess in Hawaii those few months back, Remi had been faithful to Mitch, her husband of 25 years. He had been the only man she had ever given her body to.

They worked together at his veterinary clinic and went home together at the end of the day.

People would ask, “Don’t you ever get sick of each other?”

But they were very happy. Remi helped him to deal with the stress of business at the office, dealing with vendors, staff problems and, occasionally, difficult owners.

The animals were a delight but some of their humans could be a challenge to deal with.

Indeed, Mitch was very happy with Remi. He considered himself lucky to be able to go home with her every evening.

She was the woman of his dreams. She was beautiful. Tall for a Filipina, a touch under 5’3″ and she had a gorgeous figure with full, round breasts and a slender figure.

He loved sticking his face in her ass to give her pleasure. But her face was his favorite feature. He could stare at her for hours.

Despite being over 50 years of age, she still enjoyed the good looks of a much younger woman. Mitch felt proud that his wife still looked hot. His friends often compared her to Christy Brinkley and Kathy Ireland, famous models in their 50’s that were still known for their beauty.

In addition to her enduring beauty, she took very good care of him.

She had been a wonderful mother. Their two children were grown now, the older one living in Southern California with the younger away at college.

Remi came from the Philippines and was raised to believe that a wife had to take care of her man. And she did, domestically and sexually. She worked to keep Mitch satisfied.

Though he often thought about it in his fantasies, he had never strayed in his marriage. Remi, too, had been faithful to her marriage vows.

Faithful, that is, until that fateful trip to Waikiki.

Numerous men used Remi for their pleasure during that week in Hawaii.

It was mostly Derek, though, a younger man in his 30’s who seduced her through the use of alcohol and a good amount of Rohypnol, a drug designed to strip her of her ability to resist sexual overtures.

Though she thought she was being careful, the bartender working at the bar slipped roofies into her drinks in order to help out his buddy. As a result, Remi and her girlfriends spent their night, and the entire week, naked and on their backs, sucking and fucking, servicing total strangers.

Though she had been an unwilling victim, wanting to be true to Mitch and her marriage vows, she ultimately fell to the pleasures of the body.

Initially, she accepted her fate for the week knowing that the photos and videos taken the first night of their seduction could possibly result in the end of her marriage. Later on in the week, she just yielded to her desires of the flesh, participating willingly.

Despite being under duress, she enjoyed Derek’s large, hard cock. She couldn’t help how her body felt from the many men who made use of it for their selfish pleasures.

For 6 days and nights, she was used as a fuck-toy in a variety of locations: at their bachelor pad, in a hot tub, at the beach, even the men’s room at a restaurant.

Her last night on the island, Remi was the main attraction at a sex club located in downtown Waikiki.

During the course of that week, Remi experienced of a lifetime of hard, turgid cocks in a every possible position. She was double- and triple-penetrated. She had the erotic experience of having sex in public places. She watched as lusty men jacked their cocks hard as they waited for their turn with her.

Remi never dreamed that young men would want to use her this way.

She was very relieved that her week of passion had not impacted her marriage.

Still, she felt bad that she was continuing to have naughty feelings….

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Though he had been faithful to Remi during the entirety of their marriage, Mitch had his own sexual history to look back on.

He had attended a university in Southern California where he did his undergraduate work and attained his degree in veterinary medicine. It was during his college years that he was able to experience everything that the female species had to offer.

He didn’t come from a rich family, so he couldn’t afford to join the extensive fraternity system at his school. But he had a good number of friends that were frat members. Because of this, he was often able to wrangle invitations to the rowdy parties where alcohol flowed freely, and nubile young coeds were in abundance.

He soon learned to pick off the occasional stray, to separate the girl who may have had just a little too much to drink and whose inhibitions were relaxed. He also learned to identify the newer girls who weren’t quite integrated yet into the sorority crowd. It was easy to approach a female left standing by herself or not really participating in the conversation. These coeds were only too happy to have someone to dance with and talk to.

He found that there were also a good number of girls that were virgins and who just decided that it was time to have their cherry popped.

He soon had developed a nice stable of women who were willing to date him on a casual basis. Not being ready for marriage just yet, he still was able to take advantage of several “friends with benefits” relationships despite not being a part of “the system”.

There was one girl, though, that he met outside of the Greek system. She was a Lebanese girl named Verona that he happened to sit next to on their first day of biochemistry class. Actually, he was already seated, and she sat down on the empty desk next to his.

After the professor’s introductory remarks, they were directed to the lab benches to become familiar with the equipment that they would be using in the class. Mitch was delighted when they found spots immediately adjacent to each other and became lab partners.

Many times, during the course of that semester, while deep in concentration, she would lean onto the lab tabletop. Mitch could feel her soft right boob pressing into his elbow. He obviously didn’t mind at all and she was seemingly totally unaware of the intimate contact.

This girl was incredibly sexy. She was about 5’6″ tall, had olive Mediterranean skin with pretty brown eyes and long, black hair. She was made up impeccably, not too heavy-handed but enough to know that she made the effort to look good. She wore a pretty shade of red lipstick.

Verona was a stylish dresser, always wearing name-brand, fashionable clothes, fitted to show off her body.

And what a body! Simply put, she was gorgeous with an hourglass figure and luscious breasts. She walked and dressed like a model.

Though she was incredibly hot, Mitch soon realized that she wasn’t “the one”. She wasn’t very bright and he knew that the only reason that he was hanging out with her was because he thought there might be a possibility of getting under her panties.

To a certain extent, he also realized that the feeling was mutual as she didn’t really seem very interested in Mitch, either. She seemed content to be lab and study partners, having figured out, probably, that Mitch had a mastery of the complex concepts of the class while she didn’t and could use his help.

She was not a premed student as many of the students in the class were. She wanted to become a lab technician. Good thing, too, as he couldn’t possibly imagine placing his life in her hands.

What he could imagine, though, was tearing off her clothes and pumping her full of cum.

When the term ended, he wasn’t disappointed when she asked him, at the last biochem lab session, if he wouldn’t be interested in coordinating their schedules so they could take the next level science class together, as well.

He thought that he had been friend-zoned. Despite this, when they studied together, her close proximity made his dick hard.

But he wasn’t desperate to bed her as he had other outlets for his sexual needs. There always seemed to be a sorority sister between exams, open to some male attention. Often it led to bedroom fun.

Still, it wouldn’t hurt to continue the arrangement as he needed to take that next-level class, anyway. Maybe, he still had some hope of scoring with that Lebanese pussy.

When studying together, they usually went to the basement library at the international center. But, on this particular evening during their second semester together, they needed to review and talk aloud about some important genetic concepts.

Because of the strict rule for silent study, the library would not be appropriate for their needs, so she agreed to come to his off-campus apartment.

Though he thought that it was unlikely, he hoped that she would arrive in a miniskirt or some other type of flimsy dress where he might have at least a shot of getting at her moist triangle.

Unfortunately, to his disappointment, she showed up wearing a long, dark purple jumpsuit. While it was stylish and showed off her sexy figure, he didn’t see much hope in getting anywhere with her wearing that outfit.

His roommate, Randy, was going to be out late at the library this evening studying for his own classes as the end of the term was approaching.

Mitch and Verona got settled in at the kitchen table. Mitch hoped to move the studying to the couch later where they might get more comfortable and relaxed, hoping to be able to make a move. For now, though, they laid out their books and got down to studying. It seemed like just another normal study session.

The material they were studying was rather dry, very much non-clinical. Although sexual reproduction was very much a part of what they were discussing, it was mostly chromosomes, meiosis, mitosis, fruit flies and Mendelian genetics that dominated their conversation. DNA, RNA, adenine, guanine, thymine and cytosine was not going to inspire thoughts of sex, at all.