Chapter 3
Sara
We spent the morning strolling around the shops and had lunch at a pub with a live band. I was getting plenty of looks in my open camisole and denim shorts I’d picked out. It was fun. But after what had happened with our room service waiter earlier, it felt a little tame.
I was definitely an exhibitionist at heart. I’d been unhappy with my mid-thirties body for the past few years and hadn’t indulged much but now that I was fit and firm again and had gotten a little taste for it, I couldn’t wait to strip naked again.
I had been planning to sunbathe topless but that was about flashing my boobs for men too. I decided I liked them milky white, especially since there was a chance I’d get to press them against a black man’s chest if I played my cards right.
I was willing to do the glory hole for my husband if he was willing to let his younger male friend have sex with me.
Blaise was a really nice guy and would be perfect as a vacation sex partner. I was twice his age and married so there’d be no confusion in regard to a potential relationship. It’d be purely physical and an equitable exchange, I hoped.
I wanted to experience sex with a black man and it’d be so exciting as he was so young. The taboo age difference was going to be a thrill, so too the look of our bodies pressed together.
I looked across at Adrian with that thought in mind. We were back at the resort poolside bar sipping beers now, listening to a band playing classic rock covers.
“Adrian, about your idea to take me to the glory hole bar, I’m saying yes,” I called to him over the music and smiled daringly.
The song ended and you could suddenly hear. I continued on but lowered my voice so no one else heard. “You can take me with your friends and I’ll suck them off and maybe one or two strangers as well if you really want me to.”
Adrian nodded. “At least one stranger,” he smiled and winked.
I giggled and rolled my eyes. “You have to get Blaise to take me to bed though. That’s my price,” I challenged.
My husband nodded and toasted with his beer. “That isn’t going to be a problem babe.” He looked beyond me as he spoke.
I turned and saw his friend Victor making his way towards us, chatting and laughing with people.
“I’ll ask Vic now about the glory hole bar babe, is that alright?”
“Um..!” I blushed but it was too late, the guy was right behind me.
“Hey Vic, how’s it going?” Adrian greeted him.
“Hey going good man. I got called in and have to work tonight. Hey Sara, how are you?” the guy asked beaming a smile.
He had stopped right at my shoulder with a hand on the backrest of my chair and his eyes straight down my camisole top. I had buttons undone letting men see. My tits were fully on display from above.
“I’m fine thanks Victor,” I replied smiling through my blush.
His eyes were focused on my tits but his gaze shifted and caught mine with a tiny smirk. Then he looked at my husband.
“So man, did you pull up alright this morning, you were wasted last night?”
“Yeah that was medication I’m taking, I shouldn’t have been drinking. We were both pretty out of it, weren’t we babe?”
“Yes I hardly remember a thing,” I said looking up at Victor but his gaze was focused on my tits again.
“You were the perfect hostess for that late at night, made us a coffee and saw us on our way,” he said and met my eyes, making me blush deeper.
“So how’s your first honeymoon day going, have you checked out that classic car show?” he asked Adrian and looked up from my tits as they chatted.
We had seen the cars doing a street parade earlier. The guys were discussing the various makes and models whilst I sat there with my shoulders scrunched so the man at my shoulder could see my tits fully. He was continually looking down at them and thrilling me.
“So you’re working tonight yeah, that sucks,” Adrian said.
“Yeah I know, got a call up but I owed this guy a shift he’d covered for me last week.” Victor checked his watch. “So, what are you guys up to tonight?”
“We’ll probably have a quiet one, catch up on sleep,” Adrian suggested and met my eyes. “We were hoping you’d show us that bar you were talking about, Mona’s. Sara’s interested in checking it out if there’s a group of us, right baby?”
“Hell yeah! Brilliant!” Victor replied. “How about tomorrow night?”
“Yeah that’d work. Can you see if Blaise wants to come?” Adrian asked.
Victor grinned again. “Yeah sure, I’ll make sure he comes,” he said smirking at me. “So just for a few drinks and to check the place out, yeah? At least we’ll get in for free with Sara with us.”
“Yeah just to check it out,” Adrian replied. “It’d be too intimidating just as a couple, so if it’s the four of us that’d be good.”
“Definitely, you see groups with a girl who’s only there to watch. You don’t necessarily have to do anything.”
“Um good,” I grimaced. “I am curious to see what it’s like.”
“Yeah cool, so Adrian told you about the place and what happens?”
I nodded and bit my lip. I kept my shoulders scrunched and looked down and up from my tits to the guy still right there at my shoulder. My nipples were tight and just touching my top as I breathed.
“Women can just go along and not necessarily do anything if they don’t feel comfortable though?” Adrian checked for me.
“Yeah sure definitely. It’s intriguing just watching the women to see who’s going to do it. You honestly never know. And plenty of them never go into a booth. There’s absolutely no obligation!”
Victor was staring at my tits as he spoke. My husband just watched him do it.
Victor smirked at him and included me. “Those looked good in that open pyjama top last night. Made it worth our while carrying you home buddy.”
Adrian gulped and drew a breath. “That’s good then, I’m glad you guys got a look.”
The guy ogled from one boob to the other. I scrunched my shoulders more for him.
“Uh fuck yeah, that was a good look at your pussy too,” he groaned and grinned. “Those are cute shorts but you looked better with nothing on below the waist.”
“Hmm well I can’t very well do that in public, can I? You’ll have to come to our room again if you want to see more than this,” I told him.
“Oh yeah, and does that mean I will if I do?” Victor chuckled.
Adrian did too, making a joke of what I’d said. “What about Eddie, do you reckon he’d want to come to that bar with us?” he asked his friend.
“Eddie? Oh yeah maybe. I mean yeah, he definitely would if I told him Sara’s letting us chaperone her.”
Victor looked up from my tits. “He’s doing your room service this weekend, isn’t he? Lucky bastard.”
He looked back down my camisole top and up again. “You guys can ask for me if you need anything from room service tonight. I’ll be allowed to take the call if you ask for me. Female guests swear by the new range of bath salts,” he grinned and winked.
“Oh yeah, that could be nice, hey babe?” Adrian played along.
“Yeah it’s all in how you sprinkle them, we’re all professionally trained as part of the service,” the man at my shoulder assured whilst looking at my tits again.
I drew a calming breath and expelled. “Mmm a hot bath with some aromatherapy does sound rather nice.”
** End of Part 2 **