Go to the pool with Emily.

You collected your own swimwear and followed Emily out of the room. After some searching you eventually stumbled on it. Apparently there were quite a few separate pools throughout the resort which you found to be odd. You settled with two banana lounges by the poolside and put down your towels. You glances around and quickly felt pretty awkward. Most of the women were wearing tight bikinis, and you weren't sure where to look.

"I'm going to go get changed." Emily told you and then promptly left you with the bags. You waited while seated on the lounge. You took the time to observe your surroundings. There was a somewhat diverse mix of people here, though all decently young. You couldn't help but notice once again the revealing bikinis... You even spotted a few sunbathers faced down with the string undone. There were just as many men as there were women.

Eventually Emily returned wearing her own bikini. You allowed yourself to look at her a little more openly. Much like the other women, Emily's bikini was a very tight fit and showed off her gorgeous figure, which you felt nervous and excited about.

She took a seat next to you and leaned back after putting her sunglasses on. She looked over at you.

"Are you going to get changed?" She asked.

"I suppose. That bikini is a bit tight isn't it?" You asked, unable to stop yourself.

"Oh, shut up. Look around, I think it's pretty okay by these standards." She replied. She wasn't wrong, but her breasts still threatened to burst from the top with every breath.

"I guess so. Alright, I'll be right back." You said as you picked up your bag and left for the change room.

You entered the men's change room and groaned quietly to yourself. All the stalls were occupied and a lineup had begun to form. You queued up behind two other people and waited patiently. It seemed to take forever for the line to move up. You began to count the tiles on the wall infront of you. You couldn't do too much else as you'd left your phone in the hotel room.

Finally you were next in the queue, and then you had a stall to yourself. You walked in and stripped down to your underwear before pulling on your swimming trunks. You stuffed your loose clothes into the bag and left. The queue had grown even more. You had no idea what took people so long to get changed, but you didn't bother thinking on it. You wanted to at least have a quick dip and you were worried that Emily might already be over it.

The pool area had become a lot more lively. You almost couldn't find your chair but spotted Emily laying on her stomach. You began to wander over before spotting a young man sitting in your seat facing your fiance, his back to you. You cocked a brow and continued to approach, albiet with more caution. As you came into a few meters distance you noticed that Emily had her bikini top untied and the man next to her was rubbing suntan oil on his hands. You felt a strange stir in your stomach as you assessed the situation, but before you could do anything he began to massage the oil onto her back.

You quietly approached without being noticed, hoping that you didn't look like a creep to the others in the pool area. They didn't seem to notice you either. You heard the man speak in a German accent.

"You have such beautiful skin, you do not want it to be harmed hm?" He commented.

"No of course not, thank you so much for giving me a hand." She replied. You could hear the flirt in her voice.

"Yes of course, it's the least I could do as the life guard." The young man reassured her.

"You must know a lot about skin safety as a lifeguard huh?" She asked.

"Yes, it is very important. Especially for beautiful young ladies like you. Now, roll over for front." He said. You raised a brow and began to move forward, but Emily rolled over before you could even take a step.

Her large, ample breasts were on full display to the young man, and everyone else in the pool area that had noticed. You certainly did catch a few stray glances. Without warning the young German man poured more oil into his hands and hungrily began to massage her chest which glimmered and bounced to every movement. You were quite sure that Emily had spotted you but couldn't tell because of her sunglasses.

You hesitated to speak up. You gazed around again and were taken aback from the crowd that had suddenly formed. You weren't the only one that was standing nearby. There were several men standing a little distance away while watching. You looked back at Emily. She seems unfazed. Unlike last time, she looked to be very much enjoying the attention without the slightest bit of embarrassment. Or perhaps she actually didn't notice.

The young man continued to massage your fiance's chest for almost a minute, his fingers sinking gently into her soft skin and swirling around, barely touching her nipples. He ran his fingers over her stomach before standing up.

"Mmm... Thanks for your help. Adam was it?" She asked, sitting up. She continued to massage the oil into her skin.

"Yes, Adam. And not a problem. I hope to see you again hm? The changerooms are that way." The young German man known as Adam indicated the area you walked from, behind you. You were sure that Emily had spotted you then.

"Oh... Okay, sure." She said with a smile.

Adam turned around and left, and soon the crowd began to disperse. You sat down on the chair as soon as it was available and looked at Emily.

"Come on, you're being stared at." You said in a hushed voice, trying not to sound shrill.

"Look around... Do you recognise anyone?" She asked.

"What? No, of course not." You replied, caught offguard by the sudden question.

"Exactly, so what does it matter?" She pouted.

"It matters to me." You hissed back.

"Oh, hun. Alright fine..." She said, resignedly as she wrapped her towel around herself and followed you to the pool gate and back to the room.

You put the bags down and looked at Emily who had dropped the towel and was walking around the room topless, only in her bikini bottoms.

"Emily!" You said, shocked.

"What, hun? I'm looking around the room. Looks like we have a minibar..." She said with a sly grin.

"The window curtains are open!" You told her. Indeed they were.

"Oh? So they are... Okay..." She replied quietly as she walked into the bathroom. A moment later she walked out again, still topless... but this time she wasn't wearing her bikini bottoms either.

"Emily! I can't believe you, I just told you that the curtains are open." You said, exasperated. You looked out the windows. Thankfully noone was nearby or paying attention.

"Yes you did... Hun, I told you that this getaway was for just us." She told you in a strange tone.

"What? Yes, you did. Now, the window..." You began to say.

"Well, I lied... This is more for me... You see, I brought another friend..." Emily said as she fished through her bag. She gave you a lustful gaze as she took out a thick dildo from the bag.

"Dennis wanted to come too... and I think it's only fair that he gets to enjoy himself." She said.

You stared at her, flabbergasted and at a loss for words.

"Do you understand hun? Right now I'm spending time with Dennis... and we want the curtains to stay open."