Date night with Hannah

There was another occasion in the Bahamas which I remember vividly. Hannah and I arranged a date night for her birthday, having brought the baby sitter in to look after the children, we went out to a Caribbean restaurant for a meal and drinks.

Following our meal we went for a walk along the beachfront to a beach bar that we visited often. The beach bar was in a secluded area about a ten minute walk from the main tourist belt. It was a very popular bar which was frequented by lots of tourists and Bahamians alike. When we arrived at around 9.30 pm it was quite busy, music was playing and as always there was a very pleasant atmosphere.

Having bought drinks from the bar, Hannah and I got ourselves into conversation with a group of tourists from Florida. We sat at their table swapping stories with them and after a while Hannah excused herself to go to the ladies room. Ten minutes later Hannah hadn’t arrived back so I looked around and saw her at the end of the bar chatting with a couple of Black Bahamian guys. That’s typical of Hannah, I thought to myself, where there are young guys hanging around, Hannah is sure to find them.

This particular beach bar was a magnet for Bahamian men because every night there were lots of tourists. A lot of these tourists were groups of women, some married and some single, looking for a good time with a black guy. The men were well aware of this and exploited it to the full.

In this particular instance they wouldn’t have known that Hannah wasn’t a tourist, but it was of no consequence, she was an attractive white woman who was drinking with them at the bar, so she was fair game. I carried on chatting with the company I was with and after a while I looked around to check on Hannah. She wasn’t there. What is going on, I thought to myself, what is she up to? I wasn’t to concerned though, maybe she’s gone to the ladies room.

As time passed and Hannah was still nowhere to be seen I started to get concerned, so, after a while I decided I need to go look for her. She was nowhere to be seen but as I went around looking, she came back walking along the beach, alone. Where have you been? I asked her, slightly annoyed, but she just smiled and said I went for a walk along the beach, she flashed a little smile and said, I’ll tell you when we get home.

When we got home and went to bed that night, I fully expected her to tell me that she had arranged a date with one of these guys she had been drinking with. But no, that wasn’t the case. She went on to tell me that she went for a walk along the beach with both guys until they were far enough away from the beach bar, then they laid on the sand where both of the guys fucked her.

When they were drinking at the bar, apparently the guys were flattering her and getting very suggestive. Hannah began to feel very naughty and it was actually her suggestion to go for a walk. These two guys couldn’t believe their luck. As for Hannah, it was very rare that she fucked anyone spontaneously like that, she must have been feeling exceptionally horny that night.

I was so turned on as she was telling me the story, how could I possibly be angry? but I did warn her that what she did wasn’t safe. She should have told me where she was going and she realised that, so, she promised that if it ever happened again she would forewarn me. She did enjoy the sex though, she said it was fast and frantic, both guys were well up for it and she was well satisfied. Her knickers were laid on the bedroom floor soaked in cum and I so enjoyed my sloppy seconds.