After dinner they sat out on the patio near the bar. Gio was busy waiting tables. “Good evening.” He said, stopping in his tracks as he spotted Emma. “You weren’t kidding when you said you were going to wear something sexy!” Emma gave him a cheeky wink. “I’ll be back in a moment to take your order.”
Gio clearly liked how Emma looked as he couldn’t stop staring at her as he walked away.
“Apologies,” Gio said as he returned to take their order. . “As you can see, we are very busy.”
“You must be looking forward to your day off tomorrow!? ” Said Emma, looking for her chance to suggest he spend it with her.
“Very much so.” He replied. “I need a rest.”
“My husband is leaving me all on my own tomorrow, while he goes to play golf,” Emma said, as if it wasn’t her idea. “Aren’t you darling?”
“Unfortunately I am, as much as I love it here, the golf course beckons.” Replied Carl in a casual tone not befitting of a man who’s wife was chatting up a stranger before his eyes. He loved watching Emma flirt.
“I can’t imagine why he’d want to leave a beautiful woman like you all alone, just to go and play golf. Gio replied in a good humoured way.
“Perhaps you’d like to keep me company instead!?” She suggested, in a light hearted way that could have been taken as a joke, but definitely was’t intended as one.
Emma threw Gio another cheeky look as he left to get their drinks. She knew she’d dropped enough hints for him to realise she wanted him.
Emma and Carl sat on the terrace and drank the evening away. They spoke of what might happen if she were to find herself presented with a sexual situation with Gio.
Carl told Emma that he was cool with it, as long as she told him everything afterwards. Emma told him that part of the fun would be telling him everything. Carl had to agree with this. “You better send me a naughty pic or two as well,” He told her.
As they left to go back to the room that evening Emma wrote her number on a napkin with lipstick and handed it to Gio the old traditional, if a little corny way.
She felt like a teenager again. For the first time in more than fifteen years she was potentially going to have sex with someone other than her husband.
Emma woke with a spring in her step the next morning, she was even giddier when her phone buzzed and she saw that it was a message from Gio. It just said “Good morning beautiful!.”
She just replied with, “Good morning, how are you today?”
Their messages went back and forth until Gio said he was thinking of hitting a beautiful and quiet stretch of beach not far away. “Would you like to join me?” He asked.
Emma’s heart fluttered with anticipation, she picked out a particularly sexy black bikini, although she was sure the top part wouldn’t be staying on long.
Carl could tell she was excited, the thought of his wife spending the afternoon with a younger guy made him crazy with lust for her.
“How do I look? Emma asked her husband nervously as she stood before him in the bedroom of their bungalow in her black bikini and her hair tied up.
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