My name is Carol and I'm married to David since 10 years back.
We have quite a nice life together.

David has a good job at a medium sized company who handles
public relations for other businesses.
He creates slogans and that kind of things.

David is about 5 feet 9 inches tall.
He's 44 years old and he's not in what you would call great shape.
And he has what you would call a beer belly.


I myself am a housewife, so I take care of everything at home.

I'm 40 years old, a brunette and about 5 foot 7 inches tall.
I have quite a nice figure if I might say so myself.
Now I know I don't have a body like a 18 year old anymore,
but I workout and try to stay in as good of a shape as I can.

My breasts are a size C.
They are not as firm and perky as they used to be but they are full and soft.
And I'm still quite proud of them.

My ass is a bit big I think, I would have liked it to be a little smaller.
But you can't have everything.


David and I have a nice sexlife I think.
It's not as great as I would like it to be, but its not bad either.
But as I said he's not in such good shape so he doesn't last very long.

There's just one thing about David that I don't like.
He's a bit of a racist.

He doesn't say anything bad when we are out in public but he doesn't treat
black people with any respect either.

And even though his boss is black, he doesn't treat him with any respect.
This has gotten him in trouble before but last Tuesday David was called
into his bosses office because of this.

This is what David told me had happened in his bosses office.

"David, come in." His boss said.

"You wanted to see me."

"Yes."

"I've heard some things from you that I didn't like to hear." His boss told him.

"What's that." David asked.

"I think you know what I mean."

"No I don't." David told his boss.

"Yes you do, and until I get your word that it wont happen again
and a written apology from you to this firms black employees,
I'm afraid I'm going to have to let you go.

"You're going to fire me." David said in an angry voice.

"Yes, if you don't change your behavior." His boss told him.

"No I wont and you go to hell." David said as he rushed out of the office.


That's what happened and David has now been home from work for a week.

I've told him to say that he's sorry and write that letter but he won't.

And ever since he was laid off he's been acting like a real racist.
He's been calling his boss for a nigger and such things.

And I have yet to discover what he has against black people.
Against black males in particular.


So today I decided that we should take a small weekend holiday,
just to get him out of the house and maybe get him in a better mood.
And maybe even get him to apologies to his boss.

But we didn't have that much money to spend on a long trip, so
I booked us a room at a exclusive hotel just outside the city.

The hotel has great service, some fine restaurants and some great
outside swimming pools.


"I don't know about this Carol." David said.

"Come on, it'll be great."

"And it will get your mind off of things for awhile." I told him.

"Well ok." He told me.

So on Friday we left for the hotel.
We drove for about 3 hours then we got to the hotel.

It looked great and it was very large.

We got inside and walked over to the desk where you check in.

"Can I help you with something." Said the lady behind the counter.

"Yes we have a reservation, the name's Richardson." I told her.

"Ah yes Richardson, I'm afraid there's been a little mix up with your reservations."

"What kind of mix up." I asked.

"Well you see the member on the staff who booked your room was a new employee.
And when he booked your reservation for a double room, I'm afraid that they were
all already booked." The lady told us.

"So you don't have a room for us." I asked in a kind of disappointed voice.

"Well we don't have a double room, but we do have two single rooms which
are just next to each other and they also have an interconnecting door."

"And we will naturally only charge you for one of the rooms,
due to our mistake." The lady told us.

David and I talked for a minute and we both agreed.

"Well I guess it will be ok." I told her.

"Very well, just sign in here." She said.

"There, and here's your keys."

"Your bags will be brought up in a few minutes." The lady told us.

"Thanks." We told her.

We took the elevator up to the third floor where our rooms were.

"Well here's my room, 204." David said.

"And here's mine, 205."

We walked into our rooms and as the lady had told us there were a door
connecting our rooms together.

We looked around for a bit.

"Well what do you think." I asked David.

"It looks nice." He said.

"Yes I think so too, and have you seen the bathrooms,
they are really large and they both got a shower and a tub." I told him.

"Yeah they're nice." David said.

We looked around for a little while more and then a busboy came up with
our bags. We tipped him 5 dollars then we unpacked.


"Lets get something to eat, I'm starving." David told me.

"Ok."

It was already late in the evening.
We went to one of their restaurants, one that didn't have a dress code.

We sat down and ordered something to eat.
We sat there and ate and talked for about two hours.

Then we took the elevator back to our rooms.

"I'm tired, I'll see you tomorrow sweetheart." David told me.

"But honey I thought we could, you know... fool around a bit." I said.

"We'll do it tomorrow, I'm just to tired." David told me.

"Ok." I told him.

I had hoped that I could get him in a better mood, almost all he had
talked about at dinner was his job at that boss of his.

And I was also feeling horny, so that night I fingered myself to an orgasm.
And besides I never got an orgasm with David anyway.

The next day we both slept until noon.

I got up and took a shower.
It was a very sunny day outside so it was perfect for some sunbathing
and some swimming in the pools.

I had brought a new, very nice and quite sexy bikini.

I thought it looked real nice on me, it was a matching light purple bikini.
And it showed quite a bit of my big breasts.

"What do you think." I asked David.

"About." He said.

"About...my outfit of course." I said in an annoyed voice.

"Oh its nice." He told me.

He only took a peek at me.
I felt a little bit mad at him for not noticing my new bikini.

David on the other hand wore a pair of big swimming trunks.

Then a few minutes later we each put on a robe and took the elevator down
to the outside entrance to the pool area.

We got out of the elevator and walked out to the pools.
There were a lot of people in the pools or lying next to them sunbathing.

I could feel the warm sun on my skin, it had to be at least 90 degrees in the sun.

There were 3 large pools and a couple of bubble pools.
Each large pool also had its own lifeguard.

We found two empty chairs that you could pull down so that you could lye back.

David jumped into one of the pools but I decided to lye back and get some sun.
30 minutes later I turned around so that I would get an even tan.

I had now laid in the sun for about an hour so I decided to go into the
closest pool.

The water felt great, it had just the right temperature to cool one self down
after lying in the sun.

I swam around for a bit, there were a lot of people in here.
Because of this I didn't notice that one person swam under the water just
underneath me and I accidentally hit this person with my foot.
But he didn't even notice it and just swam away.

But I on the other hand lost my concentration and went under the surface
and swallowed some water.
And then I got some water in through my nose and I couldn't get back in control.
The water was more than 6 feet deep so I couldn't really stand up either so
I just kept splashing around trying to get some air.

But then all of a sudden I felt an arm around my chest pulling me up to the
surface and then pulled me out of the pool.

A minute later when I had finished coughing up some water,
I looked up and saw the man who had rescued me.

It was this gorgeous black man who had pulled me up and out of the pool.

"Are you ok." He asked.

"Yes I think so." I said coughing a bit.

A crowd of people had formed around us.

"The shows over folks, give the lady some room." He told the crowd.

The people then got back to whatever they were doing before.

"You're sure you're ok, you swallowed a lot water over there."

"Yeah I'm ok." I told him.

"Ok."

He took my hand and pulled me up onto my feet.

"Thanks for getting me out of there." I told him.

"It's my job, I'm the lifeguard here." He told me.

"Well thanks anyway." I said smiling at him.

He smiled back.

This black guy was really big, I mean he had muscles all over.
I even found myself just standing there looking at him.

Then David came running over.

"Are you ok Carol." He asked me.

"Yes I'm fine."

"You get away from her." He told the black lifeguard.

"Hey David, that man just saved me." I told him.

"Well now he has done that so lets go." David told me and dragged me away from there.

"That guy just rescued me, at least you could say thank you." I told David.

"That's his job." He told me.

Ten minutes later when we were about leave the pool area.

"Well I'm going to go over there and apologies for your behavior if you're not going to."
I told David.

"It's that niggers job to get people out of the pool." David told me in a angry voice.

There were people around us that heard what he had said and turned around to see
who had said the N word.

"Shhh, keep your voice down and stop talking like that." I told David.

"I can talk anyway I want to." David said.

"Well then go up to our room and wait for me there while I go and apologies for you."
I told David.

David then went into the hotel.

God I felt embarrassed for the way he talked, seeing all those people looking at us.

I went over to the lifeguard and said I was sorry for the way my husband acted.
He told me that it was ok, and then we started talking a bit.
I found out that his name was Jawan and that he was 29 years old.

About 15 minutes later I got up to my room.

"That took you long enough." David told me as I walked into my room.

"Well why the hell do you need to act like that for." I asked him in an angry voice.

"Just because." David said.

"Because why." I asked.