Claire was always the steady one — sensible, loyal, the woman who kept our life on track. Until a young, hung Costa Rican surf instructor named Mateo changed everything.
Now I’m watching my wife on her knees in our hotel room, her lips stretched wide around Mateo’s thick cock, taking him deeper than she’s ever taken me. Her eyes are watering, her hands gripping his thighs, moaning like she’s starving for it. The same woman who used to blush at dirty talk is now sucking another man's cock with raw, hungry need — and I can’t look away.
What started as innocent surf lessons became stolen kisses on the beach… then her bending over, being taken in his hut… then nights where she’d come back to me dripping with his cum. Every time I told myself this had gone far enough, Claire would look at me with that breathless, guilty-hungry smile and whisper that she needed more.
I thought this trip was supposed to be about us. I thought I knew my wife. I thought I could control the fantasy.
Now we’re deep in Costa Rica, and the rules are gone. My beautiful, once-faithful wife has completely surrendered to another man — and the worst part is… I’m not sure I want her to stop.
She’s on her knees for him. I’m watching. And neither of us is ready to go back.
On its face, this is a simple 250 pg tropical resort story with a BBC surfing instructor. If that’s all you’re looking for, it’s a great read.
If you scratch a little deeper, it’s an amazing couple’s story that digs to the heart of what people really want. In this case the couple is about 26, married four years with successful careers. There’s a cast of interesting tropical characters that help them along, and the husband is no wimp, seeing a fair bit of action himself.
This isn’t a story that dives straight into scenes with others. The author builds a cozy tropical environment over a heartbeat of easy sexual activity. For our straight couple, the heartbeat slowly envelops them.
The husband (I’m not sure we know his name even though the story is his POV) sees it coming and neither pushes nor pulls. Wife Claire looks for her husband to approve, but he always puts it back to her to decide. Some of those decisions are made, some are just caught by the current. And often the husband’s acceptance is eased by nearby “companions” - it’s unclear whether the story would have unfolded the way it did without the companions?
I often highlight passages that I think are interesting/thought provoking. This book had a tonne of those passages
Some key ones for me:
“She'd been building to this all night—all week, maybe—and now that the moment was real she needed it to belong to someone else. …
If I said yes, it was my decision. Her guilt had somewhere to go. Her conscience could file it under my husband wanted this and the responsibility would be distributed in a way that let her want what she wanted without fully owning the wanting.
“Up to you,"
I thought it was interesting that the husband didn’t push a decision that he wanted, but left it to Claire to own it.
“I sat with my beer and watched the club empty itself in the gradual, unhurried way of places approaching closing time. The crowd thinned to a handful, then to almost nobody, the music losing its conviction, the lights coming up incrementally as if the room itself was losing interest.”
I thought this was a well textured description of a bar winding down late at night/early morning.
“Claire had no interest in the concept of equivalence—the symmetry of what had happened in that house, the fact that I had been occupied while she was occupied, was not a framework she found useful or fair. …
We never arrived at the tidy conclusion that would have made a satisfying ending. What we arrived at instead was something more honest and less comfortable than that: a kind of acceptance. An acknowledgement that the week had happened, that we had both been participants in it, that we were different people for it in ways we were still determining. …
The anger faded. The shame took longer. We found our way back to each other, though the route looked different from anything we'd travelled before.”
So they found their way “back to each other”, but is it over? Is it over for that quaint Costa Rican town? Is it over for BBC. Is it over for the husband - he had a pretty good time, both watching and enjoying the side events.
“What I'd seen … was a part of my wife that had existed all along without either of us knowing it was there. A purely sexual being, present beneath the careful, measured woman I thought I knew completely.”
So if that’s the case, what do you do for both husband and wife? Do you bury it, feed it, fantasize about it, engage it? It’s not an easy question. What would you do to help your partner achieve their full potential, your full potential?
I”m a guy who needs his beauty sleep, yet I read all night to see the twists and turns and hot action through the end of this story. It really deserves a reread. It definitely needs a sequel.
My very best Scarlett Duffy to date. I’ll have to look at her catalogue more closely.
It’s a wonderful story. The wife truly taking over as she feels what she has been missing all these years. She is truly a hotwife and doesn’t mind throwing her husband to the side if she needs something that she now knows he can’t give her.
She really loves her husband, but doesn’t mind having sex behind his back and doesn’t mind leaving him alone for hours, or even overnight, without him knowing what she’s doing.
Indeed at the end of their vacation, after she had gone off and had sex with another man, they had an argument and he told her to call her lover and go to their hotel. That he would come up later.
So she spent the night with her lover and her husband slept on the couch. In the morning she left him a note that she was spending the last day of their vacation with her lover and didn’t say anything about where they would be.
He was alone.
With more excitement they did barely make their flight home. Some talk but no resolution of what was to happen to them.
Life went on, but will it really.
She became herself on the vacation. Herself with no real feeling for what was happening to her husband. Sex when she wanted it. Frequent I’m sorry’s. And then leaves him alone on their last day. What does I’m sorry mean?
A couple who have learned a lot about themselves, but not about themselves together.
An absolutely terrific story. Certainly one of the author’s best. The only way to make it any better is to have a second book about them.
This may be the firt time that I've rated one of these books five stars, but this book deserves them. The book is well written and the people and events believable. No flat, idiot husband here but an actual human being with human complexity, and the same is true of the wife, who has some insteresting flaws, not least her inability to take responsibility for her decisions and actions, both before and after events. She knows herself but slightly, but she learns a few things, and so does her husband, in the story. In any case, Scarett Duffy presented her convinicingly, and the same may be said of the consequences and turns in the book, and of the other characters, also interesting and, as these books go, more fully dimensional than is usually seen, notably the two prostitute friends that the couple meet during their adventure. Actual, people for a change, with agendas and complicated lives of their own. It's a book worth its reading. About the only demerit to be given here is that, between the two main characters and the natives in the book, including, I suspect, the dogs, cats, chickens, and pigs, everybody but the main characters has a better grip on the sexual realities of things, and on the score, and that seems unlikely.