It didn’t take long for Gail to arrive. She opened the door, threw her pool purse on the chair and went into the bathroom. I could hear the toilet flush and the water was running. A few minutes later she came out wiping her hands on a towel. She was still wearing her wrap with her swimsuit underneath. She tossed the towel over the chair and picked up the phone. When the operator answered she asked for the restaurant. My thoughts immediately ran to thinking she was ordering wine to be delivered. Gail asked for the restaurant and made a reservation for six at 8:30 this evening, and hung up. I felt the fool standing there and was about to step down and out of the closet when the phone rang.
She listened a moment then said “Hi,”
“Making reservations for this evening,” she said to whatever the caller had asked. Then,
“Yes, of course”, and after a moment, “Bye.”
She placed her pool bag on the floor and took a bottle of Orangina from the mini fridge.
Minutes later there was a knock on the door. Gail walked to the door, opened it and stood aside. Karl walked in smiling looking directly at Gail. She closed the door slipped the security bolt and walked to the chairs. Karl followed. He was wearing the short robe he wore to the pool.
“Would you like something cool?” she asked.
“The same,” he said, pointing to her Orangina.
While pouring it in a glass she looked at him, smiled and said, “Drink it slowly, it’s the last.”
“When she handed him the glass he reached out and touched her above her hips, almost at waist height. She stood still and he traced his hand down to the front of her thigh, then looked at her and pulled his hand away. Gail sat down reaching for her drink.
“Is this your first time in Europe,” Karl asked.
“We have been in England and Germany once before.”
“Do you know you’re the most elegant lady out there?”
“Thanks,” Gail graciously replied, almost in a whisper.
I had never seen anyone try to seduce Gail and I was surprised at her actions, and her reaction. She seemed reserved, almost afraid, looking away from Karl with just an occasional glance or smile. Maybe she was acting.
Karl rose and moved to Gail’s chair. “Stand up,” he asked her softly. Gail rose. Karl placed his arms around her and she leaned into his chest, her head turned sideways, her arms at her side. Karl held her with one hand and started to rub her back. Soon Gail’s arms rose and held him lightly at his hips. Karl took her head in one hand and turned it to face him. Gail looked up and closed her eyes as he lowered his head to kiss her. They must have kissed for five minutes. I could see Karl bending his knees and twisting his body from time to time as if he were trying to get his tongue deeper or in at another angle. Gail now had one arm around his neck and her hand on the back of his head.
Then both their hands started to move. Touching, probing, her back, her neck and ears, her behind, kneading her ass cheeks even reaching back and feeling between her legs from behind. They were entwined engrossed in their marathon kiss , Karl still had not touched her sensitive nipples. I actually looked down at my cock that was throbbing so forcefully that I had to take it out of my trunks. Gail was the one to break the kiss.