“Baby”, I said, “you are something… that’s about the hottest thing I’ve heard.”
She smiled. “You’re not upset honey? I was afraid to tell you thinking you would get angry.”
“No, I’m not angry.” I touched my hard cock, “and this will prove it. So what happened next? I asked.
“Nothing else really”, she said, and my heart sank, then, “Oh yes one other thing. When we drove home Charlene made me sit in the middle up front. Andy put his hands on my legs and touched my pussy during the drive. When we got to the hotel we sat in the car a few minutes and kissed and we touched.”
“Did you take out his cock?” I asked.
“No but I rubbed him a bit.”
“Where was Charlene all this time?”
Gail replied, “Sitting right beside me, touching herself.”
“I questioned, “Did she say anything about being gone so long.”
“When we first left the restaurant she excused herself saying, our French friend was fully loaded and now I am, and she went back inside. Andy laughed. We were waiting for her outside and Andy leaned me against the car and started touching me again. When she came back out I think she saw us and that’s why she asked me to sit in the middle.”
“So what happened next,” I asked.
“Nothing baby,” she said smiling.
“Didn’t he want to be with you, to make love?” I asked.
“ I don’t know, maybe. But that’s not what you asked me to do.”
“How about you, did you want to?”
“Yes honey,” she answered, and my heart skipped, “I was hot, but you were sleeping when I came in.”
“Is that all that happened?” I asked again.
“That’s enough, isn’t it? Gail replied. “So now you know the intimate details. Is it exciting for you honey?
Now was not the time to push her further. I put my arms around her body and hugged her and said, “It’s very exciting baby, you are one very hot woman and I love you. Lets make love.”
Gail slid down close to me and took my now raging hard cock in her hands. She wanted to continue down and suck me but I stopped her saying I wanted to be in her. We made love. I told her she was very wet inside, “Is that because you were so worked up?”
Her simple “Yes”, belied the issue. I made love frantically, a bit too roughly, and Gail acted like she enjoyed it. We left the room at about ten and had breakfast on the outdoor veranda.
We returned to the room, changed and headed down to the pool. Twenty odd hotel guests were scattered about on lounge chairs. Half of the women in the place were topless. I was still so turned on from thinking about what I had seen the night before that I was semi hard most of the morning. Ten minutes later a couple our age choose to sit in loungers a few feet away. I smiled hello. The man nodded mouthing a, “bon jour.”
Again a half hour later two men ensconced themselves to our left. One looked to be in his early forties, graying, distinguished and the younger man looked strong and fit and handsome in a very rough way. I thought they were gay. The younger man immediately introduced himself as Karl, he was from Switzerland. He asked us where we came from, acted very interested when we said Chile, and we continued the exchange throughout the morning. Long periods of silence went between spurts of chatter; some with the French couple on our right as well as with Karl.