Going on holiday

Three days later they were waking up in their hotel room having arrived so late that even Helen hadn’t wanted to cum and just go straight to bed. Mike rolled over and saw his incredible wife stirring under the white sheet which did nothing to hide the shape of her body underneath. He went to her and they made love, twice.

Helen stretched after Mike had cleaned up his mess. “That was lovely,” she said. “What’s got into you?”

“Hotels, holidays, a gorgeous wife, a change of pace. Who knows?” he said as he went to the coffee machine to make them a drink.

“I approved,” she said, running her hands over her body and down to her smooth, pink slit. She began to touch herself and Mike turned around to see her doing it. “You don’t mind, do you? I just fancied another one.” He watched her and she watched him watching her, enjoying the feeling of his gaze.

After their slow morning, they headed down to reception and started to make plans. The first few days weren’t going to be great weather so they planned some sightseeing and some spa treatments. For those days there were just a normal couple. Apart from the fact that Helen attracted attention wherever she went. Be it the thin fabric of the white summer dress that made her look elegant as well as sexy or the tight shorts and strappy top that she just so happened to not wear a bra with, eyes turned to her everywhere they went.

Helen enjoyed the attention but had decided that she was going to spend some quality time with Mike. Apart from the fact she drew a lot of attention, she was glued to Mike’s side. They could both see looks of incredulity as they saw the very plain Mike with a woman like Helen and how she seemed to be obsessed with him.

Mike was feeling good. After everything, it was reassuring to have her be so into him. They made love a couple of times a day, showered together, Mike spent a lot of time pleasuring her and Helen spent a lot of time casually masturbating. It never failed to amaze him how much she could cum. She never seemed to tire of it or not be in the mood.

They were lying in some kind of mud bath. They had been left alone to soak for a while before whatever strange treatment they had planned next. “The rest of the week looks great when I checked the weather this morning. I propose we spend the rest of the time lazing by the pool or at the beach,” suggested Mike.

“Mmm, I think that would be nice. I haven't worn my bikini yet,” replied Helen sounding relaxed.

“Ha, you just want to show off your body a bit,” he teased.

“Like you don’t like it. That tour guide couldn’t drag his eyes off my chest. I could feel you poking my butt when you cuddled up to me.”

“I kept thinking about him groping them.”

“Don’t start me off. I don’t want to try playing with myself in this stuff.”

“You would have liked him too then?”

“He was pretty cute.”

They sat in relaxed silence for a while then Mike said, “Thank you for these last few days.”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“You have been very loving.”

“I do love you, silly. Why would that be strange?”

“Because of all that incredible sex with other people.”

“The sex was good,” she teased. “We’ve known each other since we were kids. You are my best friend and my husband. I want to spend time with you.”

“What about Maisy, I thought she was your best friend?”

“Maisy is my best friend too. I sometimes think that if our situations were different, I would have liked Maisy to be my girlfriend.”

“So you are totally admitting you are into women now?”

“Mmm,” said Helen smiling. “Women are so sexy, men are too but in a different way. Yes,” she said thoughtfully. “I admit I’m into women. I think I always was but I never believed it was a thing so I just put it down to respect or admiration. Once things started to happen, I realised that I wanted to do more than respect and admire them. It felt too sinful in the past but now it hardly seems worth worrying about.”

“Do you want to do anything naughty this holiday or are you happy with just me?” Mike asked.

Helen looked over at Mike and gave him a knowing look. “If you want me to be the loving wife all holiday I can be. I can’t help but think you are asking because you want me to be naughty.”

“Well, we are away from home and all those looks you were getting kind of made me think about it.”

“How about this?” Helen proposed. “I will keep a lookout for opportunities to be bad but I won’t actively seek them out.”

“Okay then,” said Mike and the matter seemed settled. “I think as soon as you think about it you will realise that half the men on this island want to fuck you.”

“Well, I will be kept quite busy then.”

The next day the sun was shining and the sky didn’t have a cloud. The hotel they were staying at was one of the better ones and there were a lot of well-heeled patrons lounging around and enjoying the private section of the beach.

They lounged by the pool. Helen looked stunning in her favourite bikini but she was not the only one. There was no shortage of stunning looking women here. Every one of them seemed to be with older men. Mike was enjoying the view and to some extent, so was Helen. She drew attention, she always did these days but it was casual glances rather than full-on displays of lust.

They swam, they ate, they drank, they swam again and they sunbathed. It was a very pleasant time. At dinner that evening Mike could tell that there was something wrong with Helen and he asked her what the matter was.

“I don’t know. This is nice and all but it seems a little bland. Everyone is very polite and well mannered and…”

“Boring?” Mike suggested.

“Exactly, do you know what I’m getting at?”

“I do. A part of me wondered if we should check in here but I thought you might want a bit of luxury.”

“We spent years living a simple life. I don’t need this level of luxury.”

Mike held Helen’s hand over the table. “When we get back, let’s pack our bags. There is another part of this island that I think you might find more fun.”

They packed up and got a taxi to the southern shore of the island the next morning. The town had a completely different vibe. Bars had people hanging out at them even at this time of the morning. There were young people everywhere. The girls were less glamorous but there were still many beautiful young women and gangs of young lads trying to get their attention. The shops were filled with inflatables and tat: cheap sunglasses, amusing novelties, racks of swimsuits. Loud music poured from every establishment.

They pulled up at a series of two-story apartments. They followed the sign to the reception that turned out to be the bar. It was in a shaded seating area surrounded by apartments. A large and deeply tanned Spanish man was behind the bar. He checked them in and checked Helen out. His eyes openly roamed her figure as he spoke to them.

They found their room. It was on the ground floor. It had a simple sitting area with a very basic kitchen. One door led to the back room where there were two double beds and the view out of the back was just of trees and brush. The other was a pretty nice walk-in shower, toilet and sink. It was simple and comfortable. There was no private balcony but they planned on being out on the beach or by the pool that was just beyond the bar area.

“How about we get changed and head out?” suggested Mike.

They put on their swimwear and Helen threw on a sarong and wide-brimmed floppy hat before they went to the bar. They sat at the bar and ordered drinks. The barman introduced himself as Mateo and told them he was the owner. They asked where the fun places to go were and he told them about a couple of clubs and some boat tours. The clubs had different events so they should check the flyer stand in the corner to see what was going on. Mateyo was tall, extremely tanned, stubbly and had a fair-sized gut. He also had a welcoming face and carried the conversation with skill and charm.

As they spoke with him and enjoyed their drinks a group of young lads walked through on their way to the pool. They were an eclectic bunch but were clearly good friends as they noisily talked and laughed with each other. “They are your neighbours,” said Mateyo. “If they are too loud, you let me know.”

“Thanks but we knew this was a party area when we booked. I wouldn’t want to spoil their good time,” said Mike.

“Here for some partying yourselves eh?” Mateyo asked, winking at Helen.

“We were staying somewhere else but decided it was a bit quiet,” said Helen, smiling slightly at his obvious flirtation.

“Well, if noisy is what you want, you came to the right place. Here.” He put three small glasses on the bar and filled them up with a syrupy brown liquid. “To toast your arrival,” he said and pushed the glasses to them. “Salud,” he said and knocked the drink back in one.

Mike and Helen did the same. “Wow,” said Helen, shuddering, her breasts jiggling with the motion. “I wasn’t sure what to expect but I like it.”

“A local speciality. Here,” he said as he filled the glasses up again. “The beautiful lady likes it so much, we must have another. Salud.”

They knocked the drinks back. Helen shuddered and giggled. Mike clocked Mateyo enjoying the view but the day was young and they hadn’t looked around yet. “Thank you for your hospitality,” said Mike. “We are going to look around and see what’s about.”

They headed to the pool. The group of young men had set up and were messing about in the pool. There were a few other people there but there were many places to sit. They set up on some recliners and got comfortable in the sun. Helen needed some more sun cream and began to oil herself up. Mike was looking around subtly to see what attention she was getting. Sure enough, the gang of lads were nudging each other and gesturing in her direction. There were other glances as well but the boys were the least subtle.

“You know, you could go topless?” Mike suggested.

“Isn’t that going a bit far?” Helen asked.

“You wouldn’t be the only one. It’s pretty common in these parts.” He directed her attention to a few of the other women who were at the pool and sure enough, some of them had taken their tops off, and there was a variety of breasts on show.

Helen looked about and clearly liked the idea. “Okay then,” she said and unfastened the top, allowing her pale breasts to fall free, her piercings glinting in the sun. She lay down on the lounger and asked. “How do I look?”

“Naughty,” said Mike which made her beam at him.

Mike was fascinated watching the group of lads. They were definitely talking about Helen as they were looking over at her a lot and seemed to be egging each other on. They seemed to be hanging out on the near side of the pool a lot too.

After a while, he said, “Shall I go and get us a drink?”

“That would be lovely,” said Helen.

“Something alcoholic?”

“Why not? We are on holiday.”

He got up, grabbed his wallet and headed back to the bar. He was desperately curious to see if the boys would have more courage if he wasn’t there. He didn’t rush and shared a few words with Mateyo before he headed back.

Sure enough, the group they had seen was now standing around Helen talking to her. She seemed happy and relaxed so Mike didn’t rush but instead watched the group. There were six of them in total but only a couple stood out for very different reasons. The first stood out because he was tall, muscular and boyishly handsome. He was the sort of boy teenage girls had pinned up on their walls and he looked like he knew it. He was the one leading the conversation. The other was also tall but thin. He wore glasses and didn't look especially impressive. He wasn’t tragic looking but he was a definite nerd and seemed to be on the outskirts of the group. It didn’t change the fact that he was looking at Helen with just as much awe as the rest of them.

He decided it was time to reinsert himself into the situation. “Hello lads. Mateyo at the bar was just telling me we are your neighbours for the next few days.” They looked decidedly disappointed to see him.

The geeky looking one introduced himself first. “Hi, I’m George, nice to meet you?”

“Mike,” said Mike shaking the young man's hand. “I’m guessing Helen has introduced herself.

“Of course I have,” she said. Mike couldn’t help but be starkly aware of her bare breasts surrounded by eager young men. “Now, let me see if I can remember.” She proceeded to remember their names correctly. The only one that stuck in Mike’s mind was Shaun’s. He was the good looking one.

They chatted politely for a while. The boys were all from the same town and were taking a year out before going to University. They were apparently headed to one of the clubs Mateyo had mentioned and said that there was a foam party there tonight. That was kicking off at eleven and they would be hitting the bars before then. They clearly wanted Helen to go.

“I’ve never been to a foam party. What happens?” Helen asked.

“They spray foam out across the dancefloor. It’s just a bit of stupid fun, you should check it out,” said Shaun.

“Maybe we will,” said Helen. “Don’t you agree love?”

Mike nodded while sipping his cocktail. “Sure, sounds fun.” He might not have said anything at all for all the attention he got.

“Cool,” said Shaun, winking at her. “Maybe we’ll see you on the dancefloor.” The group made their way back to their area. Shaun looked smug.

George hung back and said, “Nice to meet you both.”

“You to George,” said Helen giving him a cute finger wave as he headed back. Mike could hear Shaun mocking him for it. “They seemed nice,” said Helen.

Mike raised an eyebrow at her. “Do you mean nice or nice?’ he asked, putting emphasis on the second ‘nice’.

Helen shrugged. “Both,” she said with a cheeky smile.