4 comments/ 26839 views/ 17 favorites A Week in the Sun Ch. 01 By: ponyfitness If you have never literally had your breath taken away then it is a bit surprising when it happens. The first time in my life it happened was when I first met my wife. The second time was when my daughter just happened to walk into the airport with one of the most stunning girls I had ever seen in my life. "Daddy!" my daughter Erica squealed as she ran towards me. I opened my arms and hugged her closely. She had become a remarkable young woman since her mother passed away two years previously. We were in the airport heading out on our first trip together since she had finished her undergraduate degree at college. Graduating among the top of her class made me really proud of her after dealing with a long illness and the impact it had on both of us. When I suggested going south for some relaxation time she had quickly agreed, but asked if she could bring along a friend so that she didn't have to hang out with me all of the time. I was used to being alone by this point and didn't have a problem with it. I'd never seen a picture of Angie when she mentioned bringing her but obviously they were quite good friends and knew each other from school because my daughter frequently talked about her. The other girl stood behind her. She was tall, thin and had blonde hair in a ponytail cascading over one shoulder. What really made her stand out were her bright eyes that gazed off into the distance. Taking a look a bit lower her long legs were encased in a pair of tight yoga pants and drifted up into a tight shirt, which only enhanced her small breasts because it was slightly transparent. She was wearing a bra that pushed them together and they stood out proudly from her chest. As I moved my eyes up her body and felt my penis stir in my pants suddenly I saw her eyes widen and a light flush come over her, as she realized that I was checking her out. Suddenly I was very happy that I'd be seeing a lot of this girl in a bathing suit over the next week. She smiled at me. "Dad, this is Angie." My daughter quickly introduced her. I stepped forward and offered my hand. Immediately she met my gaze confidently. Her eyes were sharp and piercing. "Hi, I'm Jack. Erica's dad." When I got closer to her I could smell her. Just a hint of vanilla scented something. I had to keep things under control. Not realizing what had happened I was now ogling a girl who was less than half my age in a public place in front of my daughter. And I had lost the ability to speak. "Nice to meet you." The sharpness of her gaze and the smile on her face suddenly snapped me into reality. "Thanks for letting me come along on the trip." Her gaze dropped again and she turned to look at my daughter expectantly. "I'm so excited! We're going to have an amazing time!" Erica gushed, grabbing her friend by the arm and hugging us both. My daughter was never one to let an awkward moment stand for long. Clearing my head we quickly made our way towards the ticket counter to get through security. I couldn't help but hang back and catch a glimpse of Angie walking with my daughter and seeing her ass encased in black spandex. It was good for me to have these types of feelings again, I thought even if they were about a girl I had just met and was twenty years younger. It meant that my plumbing was still working after all. It had been two years since my wife had passed away and in that time I had been involved briefly with a couple of women, but there was always something missing. Now that I was in my mid-forties and didn't have to worry about money thanks to the insurance settlement there was a never ending stream of people coming out of the woodwork trying to set me up, women who were just gold diggers and offers for various things from wild investments to flat out sex for money. I had learned in these hard years to keep some people at arms' length and how important family was. What I was missing was that partner to talk to, share experiences with and build another life with. I wasn't in any hurry to rush into anything of course, but companionship was always important, hence the family trip. Angie was a welcome (and attractive) addition and I hoped after settling my groin down that she would be good to have along for Erica to keep her company. My daughter wasn't the most responsible girl in the world, and after her mothers' death it was difficult sometimes for her to deal with things. From what she had told me about Angie, her friend was responsible and helped her stay on track, which is why I was happy when she suggested inviting her along for the trip. I didn't know how attractive she was as well. As we boarded the plane my daughter took the window, leaving Angie next to me in the middle. "Have you ever flown before?" I asked her, noticing that she was looking around nervously. "No. This plane is so big, I don't know how they even get off of the ground." That prompted me to launch into describing how plane flight worked. Having many years in the military dealing with planes made it easy. As the plane taxied to the end of the runway and we started to take off, it was all I could do not to grab her hand to help her feel better. What was I doing? This girl was all of twenty two and I was like a kid again. She smiled at me as the plane lifted into the air and we settled into our seats. Before long the pilot was announcing our descent and we were into the warm air and sun. The resort was stunning and they quickly had us checked into our suite, which was actually quite spectacular. I had spared no expense and the resort and room was five stars quality. Two large bedrooms adjoined a large living area with a small kitchen and each bedroom had a balcony overlooking the ocean. After seeing them gush over the place we were staying I happily listened to the chatter and happy squeals of my daughter and Angie talking about things they could see and do at the resort over the week. I set to unpacking the small amount of clothes in my bag, but after only a few minutes I heard a knock and the door to my room opened. The two girls walked in already changed for the pool. My daughter is an attractive girl I will happily admit even though it has caused me stress over the years when she gets male attention. But for one of the first times in my life she was overshadowed by the stunning beauty next to her. Angie wore a simple blue bikini, but seeing her body without a lot of clothing for the first time is something I won't soon forget. Her long legs were already partially tanned and they tapered up beautifully into her slim bikini bottoms, covered only slightly by a translucent wrap. Her stomach was flat with just the slightest hint of definition obviously from the soccer she played in school. But the best part was her bikini top, which had pushed her small breasts together and her nipples were just slightly hard and were slightly visible through her top. The curve of each breast just slightly pushed out of each side. She had taken her blonde hair down and it flowed over her shoulders in a cascade. My daughter was wearing something similar and I knew that the two of them were going to get a lot of attention around the pool this week once they started sunning themselves. "Hurry up Dad and we can hit the pool before dinner." My daughter said. I already had my shorts on so I quickly took my shirt off to change, and noticed Angie looking at me when I did. From my years of service I kept in very good shape, and hit the gym regularly. At my age of forty five I was pretty happy with my physique, and I was even happier to see her eyes on me when I was shirtless. Again though, I had to catch myself from thinking things about this girl who was young enough to be my daughter. I threw on a simple button up and grabbed a towel and we walked out to the resort grounds. Walking a bit behind the two girls it was easy to steal glances at Angie's ass in her bikini bottoms, which swayed enticingly even though she was only wearing flip flops. We quickly found the pool, complete with a swim up bar which I planted myself at and ordered a beer. The girls found the last rays of sun and I was treated to the sight of Angie fully displayed in her bikini. The two girls chatted together and it wasn't long before a couple of guys approached them. I groaned, knowing that these two would get hit on by pretty much every guy at the resort under 30 while they were here. Turning to the bar I suddenly heard a voice next to me. "What are you drinking there, sailor?" I saw a woman probably in her early 40's with dark hair and freckled skin had sat herself next to me. "How did you know I was a sailor?" She smiled at me. "Tattoo." She pointed at my upper back, where my service tattoo was displayed. "My EX-husband was a sailor." She said, obviously emphasizing the ex portion. I glanced down and her breasts were obviously surgically enhanced, but definitely on display in her skimpy bikini top. She was in pretty good shape and I quickly found out that her name was Cecilia, she was a divorcee, had been here for a week and without telling me directly it was easy to learn that she was definitely on the prowl. The way she smiled and flirted with anything with a penis told me the most. However, she was good to keep me occupied while at the bar and it meant that I didn't have to continue to fantasize about my daughters' friend. As the sun began to dip below the horizon I said goodbye to Cecilia. She gave me a pouty smile and leaned in to kiss my cheek suddenly. "I hope that I might see you later. Maybe you can buy me a drink?" she suggested with a wink. The girls were waiting for me and we quickly headed back to our suite and got ready for dinner. The food was incredible, and hearing the two of them chatter about the guys they had just met was a welcome distraction from gazing at Angie again. Her eyes were captivating, and every time she looked directly at me I almost shivered inside. After saying good night to the girls I decided to stay up for a while. The night was often the hardest time for me because being alone was still difficult. It was easier to just sit and relax with a drink and try to ease myself into sleep rather than toss and turn. Grabbing a beer from the mini bar I headed out to my balcony with a book and sat reading. After about forty minutes I was engrossed in my book when I heard a faint knock on my bedroom door. "Mr. Parker?" I heard Angie's voice. She walked into my room and I was stunned to silence again. She was wearing only a long men's dress shirt and her hair was down again, which looked incredibly sexy. "Hi. Is everything okay?" I asked, thinking maybe something was wrong with the room or Erica. "No, don't worry. Erica is dead to the world but I can't sleep that fast." I chuckled, knowing my daughter could sleep like the dead at the drop of a hat. "What are you reading?" I showed her the pulp fiction novel I had and she smiled. "I've read his earlier stuff. It's great for mindless entertainment." I agreed. "Mind if I sit down?" I pointed to the opposite chair. She sat and drew her legs up, showing me that underneath the shirt she wore tight black shorts. The outline of her hips was clearly visible but it was obvious that she wanted to be covered. She was also wearing a sports bra top underneath. "Do you want a drink? I noticed you didn't have much at the pool." "No, thanks. I don't really drink that much. School is too important and I've seen too many of my friends make really stupid decisions when they're wasted." "I noticed. That's a good influence to have around Erica." She blushed. "Don't worry, I know what my daughter gets up to. It's been hard for her since her mother died." "I can relate." She said. I looked at her surprised. "My mother passed away a while ago suddenly when I started high school. She had a stroke. It was really hard." A distant look came over her face briefly. I remembered having that look often when thinking about my wife after she died. "I'm so sorry to hear that." No wonder she was so responsible. "It happened a long time ago, but I guess that's why I'm such a caretaker." She sighed. "My dad and I had to support each other. Now he's found his new wife and doesn't really need me much anymore." It all made sense. We talked about how at the age of 14 she had to start cooking, taking care of a house and paying bills because her father wasn't really good at it. Before long an hour had passed and we were still just talking about our lives and how things worked out. As she sat there her shirt rode up more and I could see just the hint of her crotch outlined against the shorts she wore. She was wearing a white bra top underneath the shirt. She was gorgeous. As she yawned and stretched I took a long hard look at her flat stomach, long legs and small perky breasts. My cock twitched in my pants. "I guess I'd better head to bed." She said softly. "Long day of following Erica around." I laughed. "It was really nice talking to you Angie. I hope we can do more of it. Oh, and please call me Jack." I said, locking my eyes with hers. I meant it. She was mature, easy to be with and of course incredibly beautiful. "Thanks. I feel the same way. You're not like the other guys I meet." I was happy to hear that she didn't call me the dreaded "Dad" word and thought of me as just another man. She stood up, paused and then quickly leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. Her hair smelled faintly like the scent I had smelled in the airport and the first urge I had was to grab her and kiss her, but of course that would have been ridiculous. As she walked back through my room her shirt swayed around her hips and I took one last look at her long legs before she disappeared. That night I had a hard time sleeping just imagining those legs wrapped around me, how wonderful her pussy probably tasted and thinking about her soft lips working on my hard member. I woke up with a raging erection and couldn't remember the last time I had that happen. I even had to use self-control not to masturbate in the shower fantasizing about Angie last night like I used to as a teenager. The second day was spent much like the first. We relaxed by the pool, reading and tanning. Again the girls got a ton of attention from the male staff and guests. Within a couple of hours they were both invited to the nightclub on the property for that evening, and I felt a surge of jealousy when I knew that they bad both promised to be there. I saw Cecilia from the day before slowly walk out of breakfast at a late hour wearing dark sunglasses. She was obviously a late riser, and I suspected she might be out that night as well, which would probably be enough of a distraction. After lunch and more relaxation I decided to head back to the room to lie down for a nap, and the girls followed me. After lying down for a short time, I heard a knock on the door and Erica popped her head into my room. "Dad, do you want anything from the snack bar? I'm just going to grab something. Angie's showering and then we're going to go for a walk." I shook my head and she disappeared. The thought of Angie in the shower just gave me even more fuel for my fantasies though. Thinking about her petite, firm body with water cascading over it, and having her pinned against the shower wall with only soap between us suddenly had my cock rising in my pants. Feeling like a horny teenager I crept to the door between our rooms and peered through. The shower was running but I glanced at the bed Angie was using and saw her bikini lying on the sheets. The thin material I had seen stretched all over her barely covered body all day and fantasized about stripping off of her was right in front of me. The shower continued to run, and my cock started to control my thoughts rather rapidly, especially once the sight of Angie with soap sliding down her naked body was dominating them. I quietly crept into their room and picked up her bathing suit bottoms. My cock was now as hard as a rock imagining the silky material on my cock, and I slid one hand inside my shorts to stroke myself. After a few strokes I simply couldn't help myself. I pulled down my shorts, wrapped her bikini bottoms are my hard shaft and started to furiously stroke my cock. I imagined finding her by the bed wearing her skimpy suit and taking her into my arms, stripping it slowly from her body and listening to her moan as we fondled each other. The tension about Angie I had built up over the past two days quickly came to a head. Once I thought about her firm young body bent over the bed wearing only those bottoms just waiting for me to penetrate her it was too late. My cock swelled and I shot a thick stream of come into her bikini bottoms. Suddenly coming back to reality and alarmed that she would be able to notice I tried to simultaneously wipe them off and pull up my shorts. The water in the other room turned off quickly. I was forced to drop the bottoms back on the bed, quickly pull up my shorts and run out of the room. All I could do was hope that she didn't notice that they were in a slightly different place and had a streak of my come on them. I heard the bathroom door open and couldn't help but glance through the narrow crack in the door but Angie came out wearing a towel and quickly eased the bedroom door closed with a click. Thankfully she didn't glance outside the door or she would have seen a very red faced older man standing about ten feet outside of the door with a guilty look on his face. I didn't want to take any chances so I quickly crept back into my room, hoping that I hadn't just blown everything with her. However, when we left for dinner she didn't seem to have noticed anything or if she did she certainly wasn't letting on. That night I was treated to another tempting sight when Angie walked out of their bedroom in a tight dress ready to go out that night. The metallic material was almost sheer and in the right light you could clearly see the bra and panty set she had on underneath it. After dinner and a couple of drinks the girls headed off to the night club, and I settled in at the lobby bar. Part of me wanted to go with them but I didn't want to be the older guy spoiling their good time. If Angie was truly interested in me at all then I had to be patient and get to know her better first. After about half an hour I spied Cecilia walking through the lobby. Like she had radar attached to her she quickly spotted me and swooped into the seat next to mine. Again, her full breasts were completely on display and her dress looked like it was painted on her wide hips. "Well, fancy meeting you here." She purred. I had a few drinks in me and was actually starting to think she looked like an attractive option so I was happy to let her entertain me. She soon digressed into many stories of her ex-husband, fun times she had travelling the world and her views on the resort and the area. As we chatted and flirted she was slowly and obviously moving herself closer to me, putting her breasts on full display and licking her lips at regular intervals. It was pretty evident that if I simply made a mention of taking her back to my room she would be more than willing. I was almost at that point, but not quite there. She was exactly the same as pretty much every woman who wanted to date me recently, especially once they found out I was wealthy. I knew their ulterior motives and so far had managed to stay away from any serious entanglements. However, when she leaned in to give me a full description of her sexual techniques in bed, suggesting that she could give me a night I wouldn't soon forget my cock couldn't help but respond. The only thing that broke her spell was suddenly spotting the girls leaving the nightclub with a group of guys in tow. Erica came over to me at the bar, took one look at Cecilia and frowned. Angie stood off to the side, obviously taking everything in and also obviously ignoring one guy who was trying to talk to her. A Week in the Sun Ch. 01 "Dad, we're going to use you as an excuse to get rid of these guys. Can you come back to the room with us?" I smiled, knowing that they would probably scatter like bowling pins once Dad came into the equation. I said a quick goodnight to Cecilia and she was obviously disappointed but told me she would see me again soon with another wink. As I slid off my stool she flashed me a blatant glimpse of her large breasts. Erica just rolled her eyes as we walked away. "You're not seriously flirting with her, are you?" she said as the three of us walked towards the suite. The guys quickly took the hint after I arrived and scattered. Angie didn't say anything but I could tell she was listening. "Don't worry, I'm not interested in women like that." I said, stealing a glance at Angie. She briefly locked eyes with me. Back at the room the girls started to get ready for bed and I headed out to my balcony again, secretly hoping that Angie would join me again after a little while. After almost an hour I was ready to give up and then heard another knock. "Jack? Mind if I join you again?" she said. "Of course not. I was hoping you might." I said, offering her the other chair again. She was wearing the same long men's dress shirt, although when she sat down I noticed that instead of the shorts she wore the night before, she was now wearing a pair of silky tan coloured panties instead. When she folded her legs underneath her I quickly saw a flash of her crotch. I also quickly noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra, because in the chill night air her nipples pressed against the material of her shirt. In short, I had an incredibly sexy young woman wearing basically a shirt and panties sitting five feet away from me. My cock responded when I started to imagine slowly unbuttoning her shirt to reveal her small firm breasts and stomach and then kissing and licking my way down to her barely covered pussy. "Jack?" I startled back into reality, realizing that I had been blatantly ogling her. "Sorry...I had a few too many drinks tonight I think." "That's okay. Thanks for rescuing us, although I think we rescued you as well." I laughed. "Women like that seem to be attracted to me for some reason. She's not my type, don't worry." "What is your type?" That was a loaded question if I had ever heard one. "Mature, responsible, focused...oh, and blonde, young and in great shape." I laughed. She giggled quietly. We chatted about our former relationships and our families, and it was obvious that she didn't give much thought or time to guys her age. Before long another hour had passed. "I've actually always been into older men. My last boyfriend was ten years older than I am. Guys my age are generally really immature and I prefer a guy who knows who he is." I smiled, not able to resist flirting with her a bit. "How about twenty years older?" She laughed. "It's not outside the realm of possibility." She gave me a lewd wink and smiled jokingly but suddenly a feeling filled the air almost of anticipation. We locked eyes suddenly. After an awkward pause she said she should probably get back to bed again and stood up. I almost felt the awkwardness like at the end of a first date when you weren't sure what to do with the person. However, I didn't want that to be the way we ended things that night so I stood and offered my arms to her for a brief hug. When she stepped into my arms I could smell her hair and feel her breasts press against me. We held it for about a beat too long and my cock quickly swelled. I wasn't sure if she noticed. Watching her disappear again there were all sorts of feelings coursing through me. Again when I awoke the next morning I had to feverishly masturbate in the shower just to get the thoughts I was having out of my head. The levels of my libido were getting sky high and I had barely touched her. The next day the two girls decided to go on an excursion to a local park and that left me alone again at the resort. At lunch while sitting alone at my table I heard a familiar voice and Cecilia quickly sat down across from me. As usual, her impressive cleavage was on full display in the bathing suit she had chosen that day. Stealing glances at her body through the haze of testosterone that was flooding through my body she almost started to break down my resolve. She sat and talked with me for a while. "You look a little bit lonely today. What happened to the two girls?" "One of them is my daughter. They certainly don't need me hanging around." "Well, I'm certainly glad to have the chance to get you alone for a while." She licked her lips suggestively. My horniness was almost beyond control again and I decided to see if she would actually follow through on her flirtations. "Well, I hope you don't mind keeping me company." I said, giving her a firm stare. "I can see you checking me out." She grinned. "And I really don't mind at all." She leaned back and her impressive chest stretched out fully, almost threatening to have her breasts pop out of her bikini top. I was trying to be as calm as possible. She leaned in conspiratorially. "Tell you what...why don't you and I go for a walk and I can show you what you're in for." I decided to see if she was really all talk or if she was just a horny older woman who wanted to jump my bones. Taking her hand, we got up and left the restaurant. I didn't really want to take her back to my room, but she steered us in another direction quickly towards the back of the resort, where not a lot of people were walking around. Leading me back into a group of trees we came out into a small garden that was almost totally secluded. It was landscaped and obviously used as a small sitting area, but we were totally alone. Standing there I suddenly felt her hands snake around my waist and slip into my shorts to fondle my already semi hard cock. I turned to face her and she smiled at me. "Mmm...that feels just like I wanted it to. Nice and hard." Her hands quickly fumbled at my waist and before I knew it she had pulled my shorts down and my cock popped out into the air. Without any hesitation she quickly dropped to her knees and slid my cock fully into her mouth. She went at it quickly and sloppily, but the feeling of her warm wet mouth on my cock out in the open like that was pretty incredible. It had been a long time since I had been with a woman at all, and this was a great way to get started again. While her mouth treated my cock to a warm bath her hand was tickling my balls and she quickly grabbed both sides of her bikini top, pulling her cups to the side to let her large breasts spill out. Her breasts I had to admit were beautifully sculpted mounds capped with large nipples. Quickly she pulled my cock out of her mouth and slid my slick member in between her breasts, sliding it back and forth. I moaned quietly, secretly happy I had already masturbated that morning. Looking around quickly there was still nobody in sight, and the way Cecilia was attacking my cock made fast work of my erection. She looked up at me and smiled, still stroking my cock between her tits. Before long she slid it back into her mouth and really started to suck and lick at my shaft in earnest. She was very skilled at what she was doing, and I could only wonder how many other men had been witness to her oral talents since she had been at the resort. With her expert work it didn't take long before I felt a familiar stirring in my balls and when she felt my cock start to swell she started to suck even harder, grabbing my balls and squeezing them as if she wanted to milk my come into her waiting orifice. A couple of quick thrusts and finally my cock erupted a hard stream into her mouth, which she quickly swallowed. Taking her mouth off of my cock she licked it clean with her tongue and gently placed it back into my shorts. Nobody was any the wiser except for my weak knees. She stood up and pulled her bikini top quickly back together, smiling. She pressed her firm tits against me and kissed me on the cheek, while grinning like a Cheshire cat. "If you think that was good, just imagine what I'm like in bed." She calmly stated, sliding her tongue out of her mouth and suggestively licking her lips. I could only nod while we slowly walked out of the garden and back into the main part of the resort. I'm quite sure that my dazed expression and her confident grin told the staff exactly what had happened. As we arrived back at the pool she quickly turned and kissed my cheek. "So why don't we take care of that tonight?" I could still only mutter a brief agreement in my dazed state and as she walked away towards her room, flashing her ass at me I had to shake my head. I knew deep down that she was only interested in me because of my single and fairly wealthy status from the conversation she and I had, but she was definitely willing and able to attend to the sexual desire I had built up over Angie. Part of me was still hoping that something between myself and the young nymph might be able to happen, but Cecilia was now a welcome diversion and way more appropriate for me to pursue and enjoy myself with. It was too bad that it was so obvious she was just a vamp preying on a wealthy widower. So did I want to take advantage of the easy opportunity, or hold off to see if Angie might be interested? Shaking my head I resolved that obviously my daughters' friend would never be interested in me and it was just an old man's sexual pipe dream. Cecilia, while not ideal would certainly scratch the itch that I needed scratched. When the girls got back they laughed and told me all about their trip while showing off some tacky souvenirs and telling me all about the local flavour. Apparently they had also run into a couple of the guys from last night and they had managed to get them to promise to appear for dinner. Since I would again just be an outside wheel I decided to have dinner later. When the two of them appeared in their dresses for dinner that night, I couldn't help but stare at Angie again. Her dress was tight and thin and barely covered her hips, with an obvious line of a thong underneath that I spotted when she turned around. The top of the dress plunged down between her small breasts and I could only imagine pulling each side down and revealing her nipples to suck on. After seeing her dressed like that my libido was firing sky high again. I grabbed a quick meal and then heading back to the lobby bar, thinking in my horny state that I might just try to find Cecilia and see if she was serious about her offer that afternoon. Sitting down at the same bar stool as the night before, it was like she had radar on and literally within minutes I heard her low voice behind me as a pair of hands wrapped around my waist. "Well good evening, sailor. Fancy meeting you here." I smiled and invited her to sit down and ordered her a drink. She was dressed in a thin summer dress that was pushed together in all of the right places but looked like it would fall off if you just undid one strap. "You know, that dress looks positively sinful." I smiled. "Well, when I'm trying to seduce somebody I take it very seriously." She laughed "So earlier today was just part of your master plan?" "Of course, my dear. How do you think I landed my first two husbands?" she smiled again but I knew she was totally serious. After a few more drinks there was a whole lot more flirting going on and Cecilia was almost sitting in my lap. Her dress was looser and she was giving me and the rest of the bar a fantastic look at her plastic surgeons' work. Just then I spotted the two girls walking towards the area of the night club with two guys who looked like they just walked out of a European fashion magazine. Erica was obviously chatting with her partner, but Angie was walking along with quite a sullen look on her face. She glanced over at the bar and I waved to them. Erica didn't even break stride or notice my wave, but Angie paused and looked over at me as if to ask me to rescue them like I had last night. Just then Cecilia chose to lean in and lick my neck while running her hand up the length of my leg towards my groin, which couldn't help but respond to her heavy touch. The girls headed off in the direction of the night club with Angie giving one more look over her shoulder towards us at the bar. I wasn't quite sure what that meant, but quickly my mind came back to the fact that Cecilia was draped all over me and had started to whisper things into my ear. "I remember that cock from this afternoon...didn't it feel good in my mouth, lover?" she purred into my ear. "You haven't felt anything yet. Want to feel how wet my pussy is right now?" Blatantly in front of the whole bar she grabbed my hand and slid it up between her legs. The brief set of panties she was wearing was soaked already and she squeezed my hand between her legs as my fingers found her wetness. I didn't want to make a public spectacle of us so I quickly removed my hand and she frowned in disappointment. "Not here." I locked eyes with her to tell her I was serious. I didn't want to be that horny guy acting like a teenager again making out at the bar in front of everyone. In response she leaned in and kissed me, quickly sliding her tongue into my mouth and catching me by surprise. Cecilia certainly wasn't taking my resistance as anything serious and while she was shoving her tongue into my mouth her hand was firmly grabbing my cock through my pants, stroking me and getting me even more erect with each fumbling tug. I knew that I didn't really want to take her back to my room, but finally the horniness that had built up over Angie just exploded over me like a flood and I knew that she was the easiest way to deal with it. Grabbing her by the hand, I turned and we started to quickly walk away from the bar towards the rooms. Stopping every now and then I would grab her tightly and kiss her, groping down to feel her ass and let her push her breasts against me. By the time we got near the rooms, her hand was inside my pants stroking me to full hardness. The top of her dress was completely askew from my hands mauling her large breasts and my fingers already smelled like her pussy because she was so wet as soon as I put them up her dress to touch her thong my hand was soaked. "Oh yeah lover, I can't wait to feel this big cock that pounding into me." She moaned after another hard kissing session. Quickly I unlocked the door, just wanting to satisfy the urges that had been building for the entire last couple of days. Bringing her inside and slamming the door shut I roughly pushed her up against the door and slammed my mouth against hers, causing her to gasp. I grabbed her ass and lifted her up and her legs quickly wrapped around me as we furiously kissed. My cock was now rock hard and grinding against her pussy. This wasn't about tenderness or caring about this woman. She wanted to get fucked, plain and simple. And with what I had built up inside of me I was ready to do it. Pushing Cecilia roughly towards the couch she laughed, stumbling forward. We started mauling each other again once we were down and she soon was straddling me on the couch. My hands reached up and pulled down her dress, making her large breasts pop out and I hungrily devoured them with my mouth. "Mmm...that's nice, lover..." she moaned. She pulled my head tighter into her heaving chest and my mouth sucked hard on her breasts and moved from one nipple to the other. Moving a hand down to her crotch I easily slid a hand inside of her panties and found her dripping wet pussy with my fingers. She moaned louder as I slid a finger inside her, then a second. Her mouth and tongue were attacking my neck and ears as she grinded on top of me. Her pussy was literally dripping fluid on my fingers and she was loose and ready for anything. Our mouths increased in intensity and soon we were panting into each other's' mouths while she started to fumble at my zipper and I plunged two fingers into her wet pussy. As we groaned and sighed like teenagers on a first date I suddenly heard the lock of the door and it opened. I quickly removed my fingers from Cecilia's crotch. Both of us froze as Angie walked into the room. She took a quick look at Cecilia on top of me, her breasts hanging out and with our hands on each other. The embarrassed expression on my face obviously said it all. She gave me a funny look and turned to walk into their bedroom. "Don't mind me...just getting something from the room." She said, not making any sort of eye contact. When she walked into their bedroom and was out of sight Cecilia giggled. "I guess she's a victim of bad timing." I didn't know what to do. Part of me felt guilty about Angie seeing me like this. I wanted to go to her and tell her that this woman meant nothing, and that it was her I was really wanting but that would have been ridiculous. Cecilia stood up and grabbed my hands without even adjusting her dress. "Come on, lover. I bet there is a nice big bed in that room that we can use and it's private." I pushed her in the direction of the bedroom. "I'll be right there. I just want to make sure everything is okay." I said. She stuck out her tongue at me, her large breasts swaying and walked into my bedroom, closing the door. Trying to compose myself I knocked lightly on the other bedroom door. "Angie?" "What?" "Is everything okay? Where's Erica?" She didn't even open the door. "She's fine. I'm just getting something and then I'm going back. Have fun." I could feel the sarcasm through the door and the tone of her voice told me everything I needed to know. "Angie..." I didn't know what to say. "What?" she said louder, sounding annoyed. "I...Never mind." I couldn't really say anything to help the situation. Angie was not even an option, as much as I wanted her to be. The best option for me was waiting and horny in my bedroom, even though I would have given anything at that point to be able to send her away and just spend another night just talking to the young girl who was behind the other bedroom door. Slowly I walked back into my bedroom. There in front of me, Cecilia was displayed fully on the bed. She had removed her dress and was wearing only her thong panties and high heels. Ten years previous she would have looked very sexy, but now she just reminded me of a woman who was trying too hard to look like a model. "Everything okay, lover?" she purred. "Why don't you come over here and we can pick up where we left off. I think it was somewhere around...here." She slid her hand onto her panties and pulled them aside, exposing her hairy wet pussy completely. Knowing that there wasn't going to be any romance involved at this point, I quickly stripped off my shirt and pants. Moving quickly to the bed I mounted her and grabbed both of her arms, pinning them down and entering her with one hard stroke. "Oh!" she gasped loudly, probably not expecting me to be inside her so quickly. "Oh god!" she moaned, pushing back against me while I felt her pussy contract around my cock. She certainly wasn't tight and her pussy was soaking wet. I also knew that I didn't care. My lust over Angie made me just want to fuck her silly and satisfy my needs. My cock was screaming for release and my mind was just going along with it. Pinning her to the bed with my body I started to fuck her with powerful thrusts. "Uh...uh...uh...yeah baby...give me that cock hard! Fuck me!" she groaned loudly. As our bodies ground together she would grab my face and sloppily kiss me with her tongue sliding into my mouth. Her hands twined into my hair and she started to pull on it hard as I could feel her pussy pulsing around me while I fucked her. Her moans became cries and she called out that she was going to come. Without any effort from me she bucked her hips and I felt a gush of wetness as she bit my shoulder in orgasm. When she slowed down I did too and she purred. "Mmm...oh god lover...I don't think I've come like that in a long time..." She gently ground her hips against mine. A Week in the Sun Ch. 01 "I want to be on top. Let me fuck that hard dick for you." We changed positions quickly and she straddled me, roughly pushing herself back onto my cock and starting to bounce up and down with even less control than she had before. If I tried to slow her down with my hands she just batted them away. Her cries were getting louder and louder, to the point where I'm quite sure if anyone was walking by or even within a hundred feet they would hear her clearly and know exactly what was going on in the room. She certainly wasn't shy about the fact she was enjoying herself. She kept moving like a piston up and down and my cock was actually getting a bit tired, plus her ample breasts were bouncing against me. In order to control things better with her I decided to take matters into my own hands again. I grabbed her roughly and pushed her aside, then flipped her over and pinned her face down on the bed. "Mmm...yes...fuck me like that baby. It's so dirty..." She groaned into the mattress. I pulled her hips up and entered her again from behind, still sliding in with no resistance. Her soft ass cheeks pressed against my hips and I could feel myself buried deep inside her. It was just then I noticed that the door to the room was open. I was certain I had closed it but it was open about a foot. With all of Cecilia's noise I hadn't heard anything. In the faint light I could see a flash of blonde hair and realized that Angie was watching us. She could clearly see the two of us on the bed in front of her since the light from the balcony fully illuminated the room. Suddenly realizing that Angie was there and could see me it made me even harder. If she wanted to watch me, maybe it meant that she was just as horny as I was. I started to think about how I would be with her if I ever got the chance. I slowed my strokes down. Cecilia groaned in appreciation as my cock continued to slide into her from behind but slower and gentler. "Oh...oh...oh..." she moaned with each slow stroke. "That's incredible...keep going just like that..." after a couple of minutes she cried out again that she was coming. "Oh! Oh! That's amazing! I'm cooommmiiiinnng!" she screamed hard and collapsed, her body going limp. I pulled my hard cock out of her, still glancing towards the open bedroom door. Taking my cock in my hands I imagined Angie staring right at me and started to stroke it, making it clearly aware that I knew she was watching me. My hard shaft glistened with the juices of the pussy I had just ravaged. Cecilia rolled over and smiled at me. "What are you doing? Get that cock over here and let me take care of you, lover." I moved forward, still keeping my full profile visible to the door and Cecilia quickly grabbed my member, sliding it into her mouth. "Mmm..." she moaned, gently sucking me and playing with my balls. I closed my eyes and imagined Angie's soft mouth wrapped around me, gently sucking my shaft and seeing her eyes looking up at me while she did it. Quickly I felt my cock stiffen even more. I could picture her soft blue eyes staring up at me while my firm shaft slid in and out of her soft lips. I thought about her firm ass and flat stomach, and imagined sucking on her small breasts while she sat on top of me and rode me into a monstrous orgasm. I thought about how tight her pussy would be wrapped around me and how much I wanted to fill her young body up with mine. Thinking about her made me quickly reach the point of no return and as my cock swelled I cried out. "Oh God Angie! Yes!" My cock let go with several streams of hot come. Since my cock was still in her mouth I felt Cecilia swallow in earnest and as my load continued to dribble out she used her tongue to scoop up every last drop. I realized suddenly that I had called out Angie's name when I came, but she hadn't seemed to notice. I wondered if the eyes watching us had heard me. Cecilia pulled my deflating cock out of her mouth and gave it a few last licks, cleaning it like an ice cream cone. "Your come tastes fantastic." She groaned. "But I was hoping to get that load inside of my pussy." She rolled off of the bed and I could now clearly see her older body framed in the light. I knew that the diversion was over and that I certainly didn't want her spending the night. "Maybe in a few minutes we can start round two?" she vamped again, spreading her legs and sliding her fingers between them. "That was nice, but I think you had better go now." I said. Her expression was shocked. "What? But I thought..." "You thought wrong." I said curtly, sliding off of the bed moving to the bathroom. I threw her a towel on the bed. All I wanted was for her to leave. Her shocked expression quickly turned to anger. "You fucking jerk!" She screeched awkwardly standing there naked. I retrieved her thin dress from the floor and handed it to her, but she simply ripped it out of my hand. She quickly pulled it back on. "You think I'm just some cheap whore you can fuck and kick out?" I didn't say a word. There was no point in having an argument. I just wanted her to leave. She threw the towel at me. "There's your fucking towel, asshole!" She quickly stalked out of the room and I heard the room door slam loudly. I sat on the edge of the bed for a minute, and then suddenly realized Angie might still be here. I put a shirt and shorts on quickly and walked to the girls' room, but it was empty. However, clearly visible in the middle of Angie's bed was a pair of think silk panties. They were unmistakably placed so that if someone walked into the room they would see them. I could only wonder if they had been underneath her tight dress that night. I moved to the bed and picked them up. They were damp. Bringing them to my mouth I inhaled and realized that it was the scent of her pussy. If she had left them there for me to find then it was definitely a message that she liked what she saw, and if they weren't meant for me to find then she obviously did anyway. But what did that mean? Standing in that room smelling her scent and realizing that I'd have to wait to find out was maddening. However, I knew that if I gave her a clear sign that I was participating in our game it might make things move faster. Thinking quickly about what had just happened, I took the panties with me into my room. She would then know that I knew she had seen me and that I wanted her to. I also wondered if she had heard me call out her name in the throes of my orgasm with Cecilia. Before I fell asleep I draped her silk panties across my cock and used them to masturbate furiously again just like I had the day before with her bikini. I hoped that she would ask for them back the next day. When we got up tomorrow I hoped that everything was going to change.