Honeymoon revisited

"It's not cheap," he commented.
"Yes, but it would be fun.   We need something like this to
inject some oomph into our lives."
"I'll check it out."
Paul and Suzy were not virgins when they met, but they had
remained loyal over thirty-five years of marriage, in spite of
the temptations of modern life and the experiences of their
friends.  They were truly in love when they married, but their
relationship had evolved into a warm friendly companionship, with
occasional routine sex.  Their two children had long left the
house.   They enjoyed taking trips and going to concerts and
plays. 
But when they saw younger couples, or even contemporaries on
second or third relationships, they envied the passion and
excitement.  Suzy was happy with their situation.  She considered
her husband sexy, even though she had forgotten other men.   Paul
sometimes fantasized about having an affair, but he would never
do anything that would hurt Suzy.
Paul called the 1-800- number mentioned in the ad. The operator
told him that he could select any age he wanted for him and his
wife.   However, they had travel together. 
"Where is your resort?"  Paul asked.
"It's on a small island."  
"How do we get there?"  
"Don't worry.  We provide transportation.  All you have to do is
show up at Fort Lauderdale airport."
"What do you do to make us feel years younger?"
"We have a special technology."
"Is it safe?"
"As safe as anything new."
"Can you give me a few references?"
"Of course."
The operator gave him a few e-mail addresses.    All of the
people raved about the experience, but none could tell him how it
worked.
Because they were both retired, there was no restriction on when
they could travel.  The tour offered vacations of three to five
days.  They agreed on a four-day trip the next month, which
happened to be their anniversary.   They asked to feel the same
as when they married.  The tour operator asked for a few
photographs of their wedding and an indication of their weight at
the time.  They were told to bring personal affects, such as
medicine, make up, and shaving supplies, but no extra clothes,
cameras, electronic devises, or money.  Everything would be
supplied by the tour operator.  Paul charged the trip to his
credit card that would be paid after they returned.
They were very excited when they arrived at the airport.  They
had traveled extensively in Europe and Asia, but somehow this
seemed different. 
They were met by a woman who took them to a Beechcraft King Air
turboprop on the other side of the airport.  There were no other
passengers on this trip.   Paul did not even see a pilot. 
Nevertheless, the plane took off, and headed out over the ocean.
About an hour out, Paul felt a tingling sensation.   His slight
arthritic pains disappeared.  Suzy no longer needed glasses to
read.  By the time they landed, Suzy's osteoporosis had
disappeared, and she felt flexible enough to do cartwheels.  
They were met at the small island airport by an odd looking man,
who was not really a man.
He introduced himself in a slight monotone voice, "My name is
Clyde.  I am an android.   I will take care of you on the island,
and look after all your needs for the duration of your stay."
Paul asked, "Where are the other guests?"
"At the resort.  You will meet them in a few minutes."
Clyde took them to the main resort by a small jeep.  The main
building was small but luxurious, like a private villa. There was
a pool, two tennis courts, a small marina, and a beach.   Clyde
took them to their room.   It contained a king sized bed, double
size shower, and a Jacuzzi bath.
Suzy exclaimed, "Paul, what happened to your hair?"
Paul looked at himself in the mirror.   His grey hair had turned
black.
"I guess this youth thing actually works," he answered. 
   He had lost considerable weight, such that his slacks almost
fell to his hips.  Suzy actually gained weight, because her
breasts became round and firm.
Clyde said, "Paul and Suzy, you will find clothes that fit you in
these drawers.  Relax and change.  Dinner will be at seven."  
Clyde left them alone.
Suzy said, "This is unbelievable.   My boobs are too big for my
bra."
She explored the room.  She examined the bras that Clyde had left
for, and decided that she would do without.  The touch of her
blouse on her chest gave her a tingling sensation.   She felt
more excited than she could ever recall.  Paul also had
difficulty controlling himself, as they went down to dinner.
The dinning room contained about a dozen couples at small dark
tables.  Each seemed engrossed in each other, such that they
barely made eye contact.    Clyde acted as waiter, offering them
drinks and food.  Suzy ordered a light white wine with her fish,
while Paul had a pinot noir with his veal.  They felt giddy with
energy and possibility. 
After dinner, they walked hand in hand through the gardens. The
lush tropical trees in the growing twilight had a magical feel. 
Through the trees, they could hear other couples kissing and
groping each other.  Paul held Suzy close and gave her a
passionate kiss.  As they pressed their groins against each
other, they could feel Paul's growing excitement.
"I think you want me, " Suzy observed. 
"Let's get back to the room, " Paul urged. 
They hurried upstairs to their room.   Suzy quickly pulled off
her shirt and slacks, leaving her in just her panties.  Her round
firm breasts almost glowed with anticipation.  Paul also stripped
down to his jockey shorts.  Again, they embraced passionately.
"I love the feel of your firm tits against my chest, " Paul
whispered.
"I love the feel of your whole body," she answered.
She reached into his shorts and extracted his penis.
"I can't remember when peenee was this big." She said, marveling
at it.
"Let's get on the bed."
They lay next to each other, feeling each other's body.  Paul
kissed her breasts, each in tern.   He then kissed down her
belly, until he got to her panties.  He inserted his fingers
inside the waistband.   She lifted her ass, letting him pull her
lace panties off to her legs.  He then played with her pussy,
inserting two fingers into her slit.
She rolled over him, and pulled his shorts off.
"Your peenee is wonderful.  I want it inside me.   Please don't
keep me waiting any longer."
She lay back and Paul climbed on top of her. He entered her
easily.  He was amazed at how wet and tight she was.   Usually
she required more foreplay. 
She said, "You're so big.    You feel wonderful."   
Her breathing became shorter as he moved inside her.
"You feel great too."  He said.
He moved rapidly, trying to change his pace.  
"Do me hard!  Make me cum!" she exclaimed.
He continued to ram into her.
"My God!  Yessss!  Ayee" she screamed, as a powerful orgasm
crashed over her.
Paul continued to pump her eager pussy.  The bed rocked to his
rhythm.  Soon, she was there again.
"You're making me cum again.  My God!"  she exclaimed.
Paul felt the tension rising in his penis.  He felt the burning
pleasure of an approaching orgasm.  He pounded harder, until he
was ready to explode.
"I going to cum!" he exclaimed.
"Yes!  Fill me with your sperm, " she urged.
He grunted as he felt his penis spasm with squirting semen.  He
pushed even harder, squirting more and more into her.   When she
felt his fluid, which was enough to send her over the edge a
third time. 
They lay quietly for a few minutes.   Paul gave her a gentle kiss
on the cheek.
Suzy said, "Darling, that was wonderful.   You were so strong."
"When they said relive the passion of your honeymoon, they were
not kidding."
"I think that was even better than our honeymoon."
"I can't remember when you were so passionate."
"I love lying here withyou.  I feel so special."
"Do you want me to get off you?"
"No, I love it with you in me.   I feel so close to you."
He kissed her, and moved his pelvis.  He felt his penis come back
to life. 
"Ohhh, I love it when you do that," she whispered.
He moved in her again, making her moan softly.   His penis grew
hard with renewed excitement.
"I want you again," he said.
"Yes.   Do me again.  I want you too."
He pushed his pelvis against her.  Her moans grew louder, and her
breathing harder.  He started to rock against the bed.  
"Put your legs over my back.  I want complete access to you," he
said.
She lifted legs so they pressed against his shoulders.  He put
one hand under her thigh to play with her buttocks.   He pushed
down on the mattress.  Soon, the bed was rocking to his rhythm.
Her moans degenerated into sharp squeaks of passion.
"Ayeee!   I'm cumming again!"  she yelled.
Paul felt the pressure in his penis inflate like a water balloon.
 Even when he thought he could not take it any more, his penis
expanded further.   Eventually, it exploded.   He felt as if
sparks were flying out of his groin.  He grunted as he pushed
more sparks into her.  
"Darling, I'm here for you." She encouraged.  Another orgasmic
convulsion rocked her loins.
"Yes.  Take everything I have."   
"I love you."  
"I love you, too."
Eventually, he relaxed.   Their bodies were engulfed by the
tingle of post-orgasmic bliss.  He pulled out of her and lay next
to her.  She rolled over so she could nestle in his arms.  They
lay that way for almost half an hour.  
Finally, she announced, "I have to use the bathroom."
She got up, used the bathroom, brushed her teeth, and came back
to bed.   He did the same.   They lay held each other's naked
bodies.  However, they still heard the bed rocking and orgasmic
screams.   Only when they realized that the noises were coming
from other rooms did they eventually fall asleep.
The next morning, she awoke to his mild snores.    She nudged him
awake, too.
He said, "Let's find Clyde to give us some breakfast.  Then we
can shower and explore this resort."
Clyde emerged from a corner.   "What do want, sir?"
Paul exclaimed, "Clyde!  Have you been watching us all night?"
"No, sir.  I am android.  I was dormant.  What do want for
breakfast?"
Paul ordered bacon and eggs, while Suzy ordered eggs with smoked
lox.   They each ordered juice and coffee.
After breakfast, Paul said, "That was just what we needed to get
our strength back.  Let's take our showers."
The shower was large enough for both.  After they adjusted the
temperature, they let the water pour over them.   Paul took some
soap and proceeded to wash Suzy, from neck to legs.   He gave her
the soap, and she washed him off, paying extra attention to his
penis.   It grew in her sensitive touch.  He embraced her again.
 They pushed their pelvises against each other.
"Is my husband still horny?   I don't know what to do about
that."
"I am sure my sexy wife can figure it out."
He took the hose from the shower and pointed the water toward her
pussy.   The spray stimulated her, making her glow.  
He pushed her against a small shelf in the shower.  She opened
her legs to receive him.  He went deep inside.  
"Take me.  I'm at your mercy," she said with an urgent tone.  She
let the pleasure wash over her like the water from the shower. 
She lifted her legs from the shower floor and pressed them around
his waist.   She was pinned against the wall.   He did not hold
anything back.  He thrust as her as hard as he could.   She
pulled in his back as hard as she could, almost scratching him. 
She did not say anything, except scream with delight. 
He pushed himself into a frenzy, letting his body pulsate.   He
banged another orgasm into her, and out of her.   
When he relaxed, he eased her onto the floor of the shower.  
They held each other.   When they extricated themselves, they
realized the day was half over.
"What do you want to do today?"  he asked.
"Just relax by the pool.  You banged me so hard my pussy is still
sore and I can barely walk.    Tonight, it's my turn to set the
pace.  I want to take it easy."
"Sure.   That would be fair."
  Taking turns and being fair were very important to Paul and
Suzy.
After drying off, they found appropriate pool ware.  Suzy donned
a two-piece bathing suit, which was not quite a bikini, but still
briefer than anything wore before. 
There were a dozen other couples by the pool.  They appeared to
come from all over the world.   Only a few spoke English, but
most acknowledged Paul's greeting by saying hello.   They sat
next to a French couple, who introduced themselves as Francois
and Jeannine.  The French couple wore the briefest bathing suits
modesty would allow. The outline of Francois' penis was clearly
visible beneath his trunks.  Jeannine's top almost allowed her
nipples to appear, and her bottom revealed that she had shaved
her pubic hair.   They and the others conversed lightly, drinking
and having some lunch.  
"What is there to do on this resort, in terms of outdoor
activities?"  Paul asked.
"You like to do it outdoors, too?"  Jeannine asked.
"We have tennis, scuba diving, and nine holes of golf," Francois
replied.
"We're not too athletic, " Suzy added.
"I could go for some tennis later, but I am not very good," Paul
said.
"Most of our activities are in doors," Suzy added, coyly.
"Yes, out doors at home, we usually just eat, drink, and take
walks around the parks in our area," Paul said.
Francois said, "Paul, if you want to play some tennis later, I
will play with you."
"Sure," Paul replied.
He and Francois went up stairs to change, leaving Suzy and
Jeannine by the pool. 
Jeannine asked Suzy, "Do you want me to put some sun tan oil on
you?"
"Yes, please, on my back."
When she finished, Jeannine asked, "Now you can do me?"
After Suzy applied the lotion to Jeannine's back, Jeannine reach
back to undo her bikini top.   "Do my front, also, please."
Suzy replied,  "I think you can do your own front."
"In France, many women sun bathe topless." 
"We were in France once, but I do not remember when.  In America,
almost no body goes topless."
Suzy admired Jeannine's large oval breasts, exposed to the sun. 
"Suzy, why did you not want to play tennis with your husband?"
"Last night, we made love so hard I can barely walk.    Now, I
just want to relax."
"Ohh.  I wonder what it would be like for me and Paul?"
Suzy was shocked.  "You want to have sex with my husband?"
"Only for one night.   You can have Francois.  You definitely
will not be able to walk, or talk, after being with him."
"Absolutely not.  I came here to make love to my husband.   I did
not travel all this distance to have kinky sex with some
stranger."
"Don't you crave some variety?"
"Coming to this island is variety.  Do you and Francois cheat on
each other?"
"I love Francois, but I also love variety.   We do not consider
it cheating it the other one knows about it and approves."
"I do consider it cheating.   We could never have an open
marriage."
When Francois and Paul returned from their game, it was obvious
that Francois was the better player.  
Francois asked, "Paul, would you and Suzy like to get together
with us tonight?"
"Oui," Paul said.
"Just for dinner," Suzy added.
Jeannine told Francois in French that Suzy was not interested in
spouse swapping.  Suzy understood enough French to realize what
she said, and to be flattered when he expressed his
disappointment. 
Eventually, Paul and Suzy went back to their room to change for
dinner.  They took brief showers, separately.   Paul shaved. 
Suzy found a dress she could wear without a bra, which showed off
her cleavage.
"Paul, do you like Jeannine's tits better than mine?"
The oh-oh flashed through his mind.
"They're bigger, but that does not make them better."
"I thought men like big boobs."
"Not necessarily.  The important thing is how they fit the body.
 You have nice, round, perky breasts. They fit your body just
fine."
"Oh Paul, that is a wonderful thing to say." 
She gave him a big kiss.   His mind went whew. 
"Jeannine asked if we wanted to trade partners for the night."
"What?"
"She wants to have sex with you."
"You're kidding."
"No.  And she said I could have Francois."
"I'm not sure I could handle you and Francois."
"I told her it would not be a good idea.  I want to be with you,
not a stranger."
"And I want to be with you.   That is why we came here."
"We can be polite during dinner, but don't get any ideas."
They were polite during dinner.    Paul tried to talk about his
trips to France, other places in Europe, and the European Union,
but the only words he was able to form were about President Nixon
and Viet Nam.   Suzy wanted to talk about her children, but she
forgot their names.   She could only talk about her college
experiences before marrying Paul.  Francois and Jeannine flirted
with them, but got nowhere.   Nevertheless, Suzy was to get some
hints from Jeannine about pleasing herself and Paul in bed.
That night, Suzy stripped off her dress, just leaving the
panties.  She admired her body in the mirror.  She wished she had
appreciated her body when she was really twenty-six.  
Paul sat on the bed, wearing just his shorts.  She came up to
him.
"I am Suzy, the sex goddess.    Prepare to worship me, acolyte."
Paul put his arms around her waist and drew her near, kissing her
breasts. He then pulled down her panties.  
"Kiss my pussy, darling.   Go down on me."
He pulled her onto the bed.    She opened her legs, letting him
see everything.  He kisses her pussy, focusing on her clitoris. 

"That's just the spot.  Keep going there."
He rubbed her clitoris some more, and inserted a finger in her
slit.   He then resumed kissing her clit.   She responded by
moaning loudly.  
"That's wonderful.   Don't stop".
He did not want to stop.  He wanted to worship his sex goddess.
He continued to kiss and lick her clitoris, making her more
excited.   She could feel her tension mounting.  	"Darling, I'm
almost there," she urged.
He licked with his tongue, until she fell off the edge.  Her
pelvis rocked convulsively, until the orgasm has poured over her
body.   When Paul felt her relax, he pulled up from between her
legs.  
"I hope my sex goddess found my worship acceptable," he said.
"Very much so, acolyte.  You deserve a reward."
He lay on his back.  She pulled off his shorts.   She lazily
fondled his penis until it responded to her touch by rising to
the occasion.  She leaned over to kiss it.  
"Do you want me to go down on you?"  she asked.
"Yes."
"I'd rather you not cum in my mouth."
"I'll try."
She resumed sucking his penis.  She played with it like an
ice-cream cone.  She kissed and licked, sending electric shocks
up the side of his prick.  He lay back, wallowing in the feeling.
  She delighted in the pleasure she was giving him.   Soon, she
was giving him too much pleasure.
"I might cum soon," he grunted.
She removed her tongue and sat up straight.  
"I can't let you waste a good cum," she announced.
She sat on top of him until she could lower herself on his prick.
 Back home, she had difficulty doing that, but this time there
was no problem.  She eased herself down until she had engulfed
his penis completely.   She slowly lifted herself up and down,
letting the stimulation grow.  He put his hands on her tits,
letting them ride with her, and then moved them to her buttocks.
He squeezed her buttocks.   He started to move with her. 
Suddenly he bucked up, as his prick shot forth a torrent of cum.
 She rode him harder, until she too felt the warmed flow over her
loins.  
When they were both finished, she pulled off him.  They lay
together quietly, but they smiled at each other as they heard the
beds rock in the other rooms.
The next morning they had Clyde deliver breakfast.  
"Do you want to take a shower?"  Paul asked.
"Let's try the Jacuzzi," she replied. 
They turned on the hot water jets and got in the tub.  They
cleaned each other off, letting the water massage their bodies.
Paul was getting slightly excited, but Suzy said, "Let's save our
energy for latter."
They dried off and decided to explore the island some more.  
Suzy found a true bikini that hid just enough to make her feel
comfortable.  
Around the pool, they found someone playing with a small devise.
He said, "My global positioning system doesn't work.  I wonder
where we are?"
Paul answered, "We are definitely on Planet Earth, because the
stars are right, but I have no idea where, either."
After going for a swim, they visited the beach.   They asked
Clyde to take them sailing.   They sailed around the entire
island, but did not see any other islands on the horizon.  Suzy
lay back in the sun.   Because no one else was around she was
tempted to undo her top, until she saw Clyde.
"This place makes me feel so wanton," she said.
Clyde said, "Madam, you can do what you want because I am really
not here.  But be careful of getting a sun-burn."
Paul added, "I think we can wait until later."
They returned to spend the rest of the day by the beach,
swimming, sun bathing, and drinking.  Clyde showed them where
beach towels and blankets were available to all guests.  
 A dance was scheduled for the evening, so they showered, shaved,
and changed into semi-formal ware.   Paul had a shirt and tie,
while Suzy wore a long dress with a neckline almost down to her
navel.  The dance featured a disc jockey playing rock tunes by
the Beatles and Rolling Stones, along with ballads by Carole King
and Simon and Garfunkle.   The music reminded them of the time
they were dating.   They danced wildly, but had a fantastic time.
 
When they returned to their room, Suzy was still excited.  She
rapidly shed all her clothes.
"I feel wild!"  she exclaimed.
Paul pretended to crack a whip at her, like an animal trainer.
"Down, girl.  Down," he threatened.
She growled at him, showing her nails as if they were claws.
He said, "This will tame you, you wild animal."
He removed his shorts, and pulled her to his penis.   She
devoured it voraciously, lavishing it with her tongue.  She
sucked at it, looking up at him occasionally.  He was having too
good a time.
He said, "You still need to be tamed, my little minx.  Don't
move."
He pulled himself up and got behind her.  Paul and Suzy did not
indulge in "doggy style" sex often, because they found it
awkward, but this time it seemed right.  He knelt behind her.  He
placed a finger in her pussy, to gage her readiness.   She pushed
on him, eagerly.
She said, breathlessly, "Yes, I am an animal.  I need to be
tamed, animal fashion."
He found her receptive to his prick.   He pushed in as deep as
possible.  He placed his hands on her tits to pull her towards
him.  She leaned on the bed, with her arms out.  Her growling
became less pretend and more passionate.   Once he established a
rhythm, he slapped her ass to keep her involved.   
"Yes, tame me," she yelled.
He hammered into her.  His pelvis fell against her buttocks,
making a slapping sound.  As the claps got louder, so did her
moans.  Soon, she was screaming as ecstatic pleasure welled up
from between her legs.   He slowed down slightly, to give her a
chance to regain her breath, and then resumed.   Again and again
orgasmic pleasure poured over her.   He continued to pound her,
until he felt his own volcano erupt, and white-hot lava flowed
rapidly out of his prick.  He grunted, urging more and more semen
deep into her uterus.  
He pulled out of her, climbed onto the bed, and pulled her up
into his arms.
"How is my animal, now?" he asked.
"Meow," she replied, quietly.
They fell asleep, naked in each other's arms.
They awoke the next morning, but decided to shower separately,
after breakfast. It was their last day at the resort, so they
wanted to do as much as possible. 
Before they left, Suzy went over to Clyde.   "Clyde, I've been
having unprotected sex with Paul.  I am not worried about disease
with him, but what if I get pregnant?"
"How old are you, ma'am?"
"Oh, ah, I'm not sure."
"You are sixty-one years old, but your body is twenty-six.  When
did you last have your period?"
"Years ago."
"It would take months for your twenty-six year old body to resume
a monthly cycle.  By that time, you will be home."
"I don't want to go home."
"Many people feel that way, but you have to return to the real
world.  You have children and a life that needs you.   You will
still remember what you experienced here, and treasure it."
"I suppose you're right.   Thank you, Clyde."
  They played some tennis, and then explored the island on foot.
 They took a pick-nick lunch to eat on the rocks.   They kissed
and fondled each other, but held off on anything else because
they did not want to lose any time. 
That night, dinner was more informal.   Suzy just wore a halter
top and wrap around skirt, while Paul wore Bermuda shorts and a
polo shirt.  They drank some more French wine and had some
delicious fish.   
After dinner, Paul suggested, "It's our last night here.  Let's
go down to the beach."
They walked hand in hand down the water.   Two other couples were
there, but they were on blankets, each lost in their own worlds.
 
"Let's go for a swim," Suzy suggested.
Without answering, Suzy pulled off her clothes, piled them
neatly, and waded into the ocean.   Paul followed right behind
her.  They swam out to the raft and splashed like children.  
Paul was standing in water up to his chest, when Suzy
disappeared.  He was about to panic, when he felt something brush
against his leg.  At first he thought it was a fish, then he felt
it grab his penis.  He saw the image of Suzy, under water.  She
licked his prick, but stopped when her mouth got too full of
water.   She emerged from the ocean, facing away from him.    He
lunged at her, but she dove away.  
"Come back, mermaid," he yelled.
"Come catch me."
They swam around the beach, until he grabbed her.  He pulled her
out of the water, lifted her up, and lowered her onto his growing
prick.   She opened her legs, letting her fall on top of him.  
She was deep enough to lift her legs and float next to him.  He
held her, pulling her close to him.  She put her arms around
him.
	She whispered, "This feels so sexy.  I love you."
	He replied, "I love you too.  This feels fantastic.  Let's take
our time."
 	She wrapped her arms and legs around him.   He put his hands on
her rear. He moved into her just enough to maintain his erection.
  She closed her eyes, indulging in the romance of the night. 
Although he wanted to take their time, she could not hold back.
Her breathing came hard and fast.
	She demanded, "Don't leave me floating here.  Do me.  Make me
cum."
	With that, he pulled her faster.   She pulled tight on his back.
 Her legs were flailing in the gentle surf.  He used her hips to
move her body rapidly.   It sent her body crashing onto the beach
of orgasmic pleasure.  He held her tight, until he was ready to
release.   He had never cum under water, so it was a new
excitement.  
	When he released her, she slowly swam away, with his cum oozing
out her pussy.  She used the seawater to rinse herself off, and
then waded towards the shore.    He ran after her until they fell
naked onto the sand.  
	They looked up and saw another couple on the beach, having sex
on a lounge chair.   Paul and Suzy were embarrassed enough to
find towels to cover themselves.  They wrapped themselves in a
large beach towel, embracing and kissing sweetly.
	"I never felt so close to you," Suzy said.
	"Darling, you are the sweetest woman in the world," he replied.
	After drying, they got dressed and returned to their room.  
They showered to wash off the salt water and the sand, and went
to bed.
	The next morning, theycalled Clyde to order a large breakfast. 
When he delivered it, he said, "You will have to leave in three
hours.   Please be ready.  Please wear the clothes you had when
you arrived, but you may take a few articles that you wore here,
if you wish."
	After breakfast, Paul shaved and then joined his naked wife in
the Jacuzzi.
She lay there, letting the warm water flow over her body.  
	He said, "You look fantastic, dear."
	"I hope you say that after we get home."
	"Regardless, you will always be fantastic."
	He climbed into the tub, next to her.  He softly fondled her
left breast.  She opened her legs to let the water pulse against
her pussy.   She closed her eyes dreamingly, indulging in the
glow of her body.  She absent-mindedly fondled his prick with her
right hand.  
	He said, "This is our last day. Let's take our time and enjoy
it."
	"Yes."
	He leaned over to kiss her.  He placed a hand on her pussy, but
did not rub it.   She wiggled her body slightly.  He then pressed
against her pussy, letting it heat up.
She sat up, until she was in front of him.  He leaned back
against the back of the tub.  She lowered her body until her
mouth was next to his prick.   She started to kiss and lick him
gently.  He responded to her ministrations.  He let her do it for
several minutes.
	He then said, "Now it's my turn."
	She sat on the edge of the tub and opened her legs.  He knelt in
the water until he was facing her dripping pussy.  He leaned in
to kiss and lick her as she had done for him.
She put her hands on his head, pulling him against her clitoris.
She moaned passionately.  
	He then pulled her into the tub.   He easily entered her again.
 He moved very slowly in her.  She enjoyed it, but did not try to
help.  She just let him do what ever he wanted, knowing that it
would be great.  Every time he moved, she inhaled sharply.  
	"You get better, every time," she whispered.
	"So do you."
	He continued to move slowly, letting the tension mount. 
Gradually, her breathing got heavier.  
	"This is too much," she panted.
	He moved more rapidly.   Her panting gave way to a loud scream
as body shook with pleasure.  He moved even more rapidly.   She
tried to keep up with him, but could not.   She was shaking even
more violently.   He no longer held himself back.   
	He grunted, "Suzy, I want you."
	"Yes! Paul! Yes!"  
	Another orgasm crashed through her.  Paul felt his penis burn
with a pleasurable fire.   Because they had been making love for
four days, his fire persisted longer than usual.  He had more
difficulty getting relief.   Paul pounded against her until his
hose finally burst open.  A torrent of sperm provided the rescue
he needed.  He pushed again and again, urging more wonderful
liquid into her.
	"Don't leave me, darling," she urged quietly.
	He stayed with her as his penis gradually deflated.   He then
sat next to her, kissing her softly.
	He said, quietly, "This has been the most wonderful four days of
my life.  It is even better than our first honeymoon.  Thank
you."
	"Yes.  I never felt more in love with you than I feel right
now."
	They were still lying in the tub, when Clyde yelled out, "You
have just half an hour.  You'd better get packed."
	They finished rinsing off, emerged from the tub, and dried
themselves.   Then they got dressed and packed as Clyde had
instructed.  
	As he was driving them to the airport, Clyde said, "I hope you
enjoyed your stay with us.  Just before you leave, be sure to
take any medications that you would normally take at home.   We
want you to be healthy and safe."
	The plane took off, circled the island and headed out over the
ocean.   As they climbed to altitude, they felt the same tingling
sensation that they experienced on the way to the island.   By
the time they landed in Fort Lauderdale, they felt the minor
aches of age return to their bodies.   Paul's slacks, which were
too loose on the island, fit him again.   His hair resumed it
black and gray tint.  Suzy felt her arthritis return as she
walked away from the airplane.  However, they were still excited
by the trip, and did not really notice.
	They found their return flight for home.  They were still a bit
bewildered by what had happened to them.  Only when they returned
to their own home, and saw their own things, did they remember
what everything was, the names of their children, their ages, and
everything else.
	At a party several days later, Suzy tried to relate her
experiences to their friends. 
	"We had a wonderful time.  The weather, the food, the
accommodations, were all absolutely fabulous."
	A friend asked, "Did you really relive the passion of your
honeymoon?"
	"Yes.  It was even better that our honeymoon."
	His wife said, "Maybe we should go too.  How was it better?"
	Suzy replied, "Well, I don't want to brag or seem indiscreet,
but my husband outdid himself.  He was so strong and virile, I
could have melted."
	She went to Paul, and kissed him sweetly.
	Paul added, "I have never seen Suzy sweeter, prettier, or sexier
than she was on this trip.  Whatever I did, she brought it out of
me."
	Suzy said, "I don't know how they did it, but somehow, they
pretended that it was really 197-.  We felt that we had gone back
to our honeymoon thirty-five years ago."
	Paul added, "I don't know how they did it either, but they did
not pretend it was 197-.  It really was 197-.  All the music,
books, dress, were from that time period.   We could not even
remember the names of our children.  Some guy tried to use his
GPS to find out where we were, and it didn't work.  That was
because GPS satellites had not been developed in the 1970's."
	Another friend asked, "How is that possible?"
	Paul replied, "It is possible, although I have no idea how they
did it technically. Time's arrow only points one way.  Somehow,
we did loop in time until we arrived at 197-.  We then returned
to you in our time."
	Another friend named Tim asked, "Does this mean I can go back
and undo my first marriage?"  
	"Only if you take her with you.  You can't change anything, you
can just relive it."
	"Then that's out."
	"It's based on the Heisenberg uncertainty principle.  We
determine time by observing it."
	"Could someone use this form of time travel for historical
research?"
	"Only if you want to research some personal experience, like
Tim's first wife.  We don't just observe time.  We experience it.
 Could go back five minutes, because I've already experienced it.
 I cannot go forward five minutes because I have not experienced
it yet.   Likewise I cannot go to a time before I was born
because there is no way I could have experienced that any way."
	"Unless you believe in reincarnation," somebody joked.
	Paul said, "Well, as you can see, we had a great time.  I would
do again with Suzy.  After this, I love her more than ever."
	All their friends were pleased.    Two couples even thought
about signing up.
	That night, Paul and Suzy were in bed.   Paul cupped her breasts
gently.
	He asked, "Do you want to do it?"
	"Do you think we can do it without Viagra?"
	"We're the same people, just with older bodies." 
	She reached for his penis.  
	He said, "I can get excited just remembering how you looked in
that Jacuzzi."
	"And I can get excited just by remembering how you took me when
I pretended to by a wildcat.  I can feel you getting excited
right now."
	That night they made love.  It was not as passionate as it was
on the island, but it was just as real.