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Fun in South Africa

By: Newstart



Continuing the story of "Fun in Paris"

A few weeks after Rob and Nancy had returned from their weekend in Paris with Jenna, they were relaxing in their house reading the Sunday papers, idling the day away with a pot of fresh coffee and croissants from the bakery. They were due to go on Holiday to South Africa in a couple of weeks.

"Did you see Jenna last weekend?" asked Rob.

"Yes why?"

"Oh I just wondered. What did you do?" 

"Oh shopping and lunch, you know, girlie things." said Nancy

"Anything else?" Rob was speaking from behind his paper.

"Anything else like what?"

"Well I don't know, anything." said Rob.

Nancy knew what Rob wanted to hear but she was going to make him work for it.

"No I don't think we did anything out of the ordinary. Why?" Nancy smiled again; she was perhaps stretching the truth a little but Rob didn't know that yet.

"Oh I just thought that..." said Rob, still from behind his newspaper.

Nancy interrupted him. "Well we might have done a few things." She leant over and pulled the newspaper down so she could see him. She smiled at him.

"What kind of things," said Rob, moving to adjust his trousers. This was very exciting. 

"Ha!" laughed Nancy. "Wouldn't you like to know!"

"Yes I would like to know," smiled Rob. 

"Well we kissed once or twice." 

"Just once or twice? asked Rob 

"Really," said Nancy, "This is a private thing between me and Jen, I'm not going to tell you everything."

"So you did," said Rob triumphantly, "This is really turning me on. Anyway, you said you kissed; just on the mouth or more?"

"Well it might have been more than just on the mouth, but what makes you think we did anything more than that?" Nancy smiled again.

Rob was excited. "Oh well, I thought that after Paris..."

Nancy interrupted him. "After Paris what?"

"Well you know, did you do anything like we did in Paris, I mean you and Jenna."

"You want to know if we did it don't you?" she said, poking him playfully.

"Yes. Did you?" said Rob, dropping the newspaper and sitting up. 

Nancy thought for a moment. Rob still didn't know what had happened between her and Jenna in Paris before dinner. She'd seen Jenna three times since then, but Rob only knew about this last time.

"Well since you ask we did."

"Really? Wow. I mean what did you do?"

"We came back here for some lunch and then we went to bed together."

"Yes but what..." Rob asked. Nancy cut him off.

"You want all the details don't you."

"Yes, I think this is really horny," said Rob adjusting his trousers again. "So tell me what you did." 

Nancy leant forwards and slid her hand up his leg. She looked at him provocatively. "You want me to tell you everything don't you, like how we kissed and touched each other and how wet Jen was and..." Now it was Rob's turn to interrupt.

"Yes, go on, what did you do?" Rob's erection was pressing painfully against his trousers.

"If you're going to keep interrupting me I won't be able to tell you will I?" she said. To Rob's despair Nancy stopped her hand just short of the bulge in his trousers. 

"OK, I'm sorry, go on, what happened?"

"Well we kissed," said Nancy starting to walk her fingertips up Rob's leg towards his erection, "And cuddled..." two more steps of her fingertips, "And chatted..." more steps, "And then we touched each other a bit, well lots actually..." two more finger steps, "And then we made each other come." At last her fingers were on the bulge in Rob's trousers that covered his erection. Her touch was electrifying. Rob could only croak:

"And that's all?"

"And that's all what." said Nancy, lifting her fingers from the bulge in Rob's trousers and pretending to be outraged. "What else do you think we might have done? What were you expecting, giant dildos, anal penetration, golden showers, what?" 

"No, I just thought... well I don't know really what you might have done, although all that sounds really horny," replied Rob.

Nancy looked at him in a superior sort of way. 

"Well we didn't, though we might another time." She relented a little, replacing her fingers on Rob's erection. "What we did is talk quite a bit," said Nancy as she started to run her fingernails the length of Rob's erection. She leant into Rob so that her mouth was almost touching his ear, "I asked her how it felt having you inside her," she continued, her breath hot on his ear, "How it felt having you cum in her."

"My God, you asked her that?" Rob's mouth was dry with excitement. "What else?" He could feel Nancy breathing on his ear.

"I asked her how it felt having your cock inside her, how it felt having you fuck her and cum in her." Now she was holding Rob's erection through the fabric of his trousers.

"And what did she say?"

Nancy's voice was low and husky. "She said it felt good, that you felt big and hard and I asked her if she wanted you again."

"And?" Rob's voice was barely audible.

"Oh look," said Nancy, feigning mock annoyance. "You've made a mess of your trousers." There was a large damp patch on Rob's trousers where his pre-cum had soaked through the fabric.

"Don't stop now," gasped Rob. "You've made me as randy as hell."

"Well I don't think it's as easy as that," said Nancy, still pretending to be annoyed at Rob and still holding onto his erection. "I think that you owe me after Paris! You're going to have to pretend to be Jenna since she's the one who really turns me on at the moment."

"And I don't?" Rob looked hurt like a little boy who's been told off.

"Well you do a bit, but not like Jen, not like she does," Nancy paused before breathing the words into Rob's ear. "Not like a woman."

"Well I'm sorry for being me." Said Rob indignantly.

Nancy could feel Rob's erection subsiding. "Oh, I'm only teasing you. Of course you turn me on. Here," she said, guiding Rob's hand under her skirt to her panties. "Feel me, I'm soaking wet. This makes me feel just as horny as it makes you." Rob could feel the wetness of Nancy's juices seeping through her panties and his penis was immediately erect again. He moved his fingers against her.

"Shh, not yet. I want you to lick me the way Jen does, slowly and gently, long slow slurps with your tongue until I come in your mouth."

Rob's mouth was dry; he could hardly form the words. "Is that what Jen does, do you come in her mouth?" 

"Yes, she licks me until I cum in her mouth and she comes in mine. We lap up each others' cum, all hot and wet on our mouths." With this Nancy licked Rob's parched lips. "You can lick me the way Jen does until I cum and then you can make love to me the way you made love to Jen." Nancy stood up. She was still holding Rob's hand against her soaking panties. "Come on, I want you now." 

She almost ran up the stairs to their bedroom, pulling Rob behind her.

In the bedroom Nancy tore her clothes off, throwing them aside and lay on her back with her legs spread wide.

"Quickly, come on I want you to lick me, quickly, now."

Rob was still kicking off his trousers as he put his mouth to Nancy's slot, tasting the juices that were flowing freely from her. Nancy raised her hips, pushing her mound towards Rob's tongue that he was now running up and down the engorged lips of her vagina. He tried to slow the pace, to please her as she had asked him to do. Flattening his tongue he ran it the length of her slot, finishing with a slurping suck on her clitoris. As much as he tried to prolong the plateau before Nancy's orgasm he couldn't hold her back. He could feel the contractions in her belly and thighs as she rushed towards her orgasm. She came, thrusting upwards and holding his head to her. Rob's mouth was filled with her juices that almost spurted into his mouth and he tried to catch them all, swallowing as he did so.

Nancy seemed insatiable. She pulled him roughly up her body, grasping his penis and guiding it into her.

"Fuck me Rob, fuck me like you fucked Jen." Her actions were violent, brutal, banging their pubic bones together as she strived to be penetrated deeper.

"Is this how you did it to Jen? Did you fuck her like this?"

"Yes." said Rob, his voice hoarse with excitement. "I fucked her like this, deep, hard, deep, all the way." he said, matching his thrusts to his words. He could feel the head of his penis against Nancy's cervix at the end of each thrust. Her juices were running thinner now. He knew she was close to cumming again

"I watched you fucking Jen. I could see your cock sliding in and out of her."

Rob's voice was a rasp. "Did you like watching?"

"Yesss," hissed Nancy. "I wanted to watch you fuck her, I wanted to see you cum in her." She was groaning as Rob pumped his penis into her. "Tell me again how it was."

"She was hot and tight. I liked fucking her. I wanted to fill her with my cum. She was pulling at my penis with her muscles. I fucked her like this." And with the words he thrust harder into his wife, wanting to impale her on his penis.

Nancy was matching his thrusts, taking the whole length of his rigid penis as his balls slapped on her thighs.

"Do you want to watch me, watch me being fucked by another man? Do you?" She didn't wait for Rob to reply. "I want you to watch me, I want you to watch me being fucked by him, to watch him cum in me, I want, I want him, I want ...Oh God, cum in me now, I want you to cum in me." They were hurting each other with the violence of their sex. "I want you to cum in me, cum in me nowwwww..."

She clawed his back with her nails in the spasm of her orgasm as Rob obliged, jetting his semen into her, their bodies locked together, teeth bared in rictus at the intensity of their passion. 

They lay on the bed together, exhausted after their lovemaking. Rob spoke.

"You said that in Paris, about having sex with someone else and me watching."

"Yes I did." said Nancy. 

"Do really want to?"

"Yes I want to. Watching you and Jen in Paris was the horniest thing that I've ever seen. I'd like you to watch me."

Rob ran his fingers across Nancy's breasts. "I'd like that too. Who with?"

Nancy paused, thinking. "I don't know. It was really horny watching you with Jenna, but," Nancy paused, "But we were all together so it was ok. In any case it's almost as if she's a part of us now."

"Well she is a part of us with you after last weekend isn't she?"

"Actually there's more than last weekend." said Nancy. At this, Rob sat up and looked at Nancy.

"More? When?"

Well we did it the first time in Paris when you were in the shower..."

"What?" Rob interrupted. Nancy continued:

"And then she's been over here a couple of times when you've been away and once at her house."

"You mean while I was showering before dinner in Paris? You never said anything. God you two are really getting it on aren't you, but why didn't you tell me?"

"Well, I didn't know if you'd mind, I mean it seemed sort of behind your back; and it feels private, just between me and Jen. We were all together in Paris and I didn't know how you'd feel about us seeing each other back here."

"I know we were all together in Paris but you didn't say anything at the time. But it doesn't matter Nan. Don't you know that I don't mind you and Jenna? Anything that's ok for you is ok for me. Don't you know that?"

"I know, but I was worried that you might think I was falling for her or something, but it's not like that. You know Jen and I love each other, but as friends. We just spend time with each other because we have such a good time together, nothing more. We have so much fun."

"I know you do you've just told me," laughed Rob.

"Don't laugh, it's not like that. We just have such fun together and well we just sort of finish up in bed together. I mean if we didn't make each other cum we'd be doing it on our own, and how sad is that?"

"I know Nan, I'm not laughing at you. I really don't mind at all, I'm pleased for you both. Mind you, I wouldn't mind another 'Paris' weekend."

"I know you would and so would Jen," Nancy paused for a moment, "And me; that was really fun."

"You didn't mind me cumming in Jenna?"

"No, I was a bit worried at first, but it was the horniest thing I've ever seen, and any way it's like I said, it's like she's a part of us now."

"I know, that's how it feels to me. But what about this thing of you with someone else. Are you sure you want to?"

"Oh I don't know, I supposed that we were all so turned on in Paris and just now and I sort of just said it. But it was so horny watching you and Jenna and I've wondered how it would feel having someone else in me, what it would feel like to have someone else cum in me with you watching. I mean, how did it feel cumming in Jenna instead of in me? Was it good?"

"Yes it was really good and very horny, but you were there and that made it ok."

"But that's what I mean; what I want to know is how it would feel having someone else cum in me instead of you. But you'd have to be there."

"Do you want to do this with Jenna as well or just you, me and someone else?"

"I don't know. I think having Jenna there might just complicate things, but I don't think you'd want just me and another man would you?"

"No I don't think I could do that. So if not Jenna, who? They'd have to be friends and we'd both have to fancy them and they'd have to want to do it too."

"I know, it's difficult. Perhaps something will turn up. Look, it doesn't matter, I have a lovely time with Jenna and we'll have another weekend so you can be with her again and I can watch you. I really like that, and perhaps we could let you watch Jenna and me. How does that sound?"

"I'd like that. What about Jenna? Does she want another 'Paris weekend?"

"Oh she wants, believe me! I talk to her. Perhaps we can sort something out for when we're back from holiday. How about I ask her to stay for a weekend?"

"That sound fun." 

They flew to Capetown the following week and drove to Franschhoeck. 

Hidden in the vineyards, the guesthouse they had chosen was small with four poolside bungalows that were separate from the main building that housed the restaurant and bar, but it was very luxurious. It was early season and they had the whole place to themselves. 

They spent the first few days relaxing by the pool, reading and listening to music. At lunch and in the evenings they walked up to the restaurant to eat, often taking a last glass of wine with them back to the pool or bungalow. The staff closed the main building after dinner and went home, as there was no one else there to look after.

Then they were alone, just the two of them and they swam naked and made love by the pool under the African sky full of stars.

They'd been out to the vineyards, wine tasting. Lunch as ever had been sumptuous and they drove back slowly. They were looking forward to a swim before dinner. 

As he pulled into the car park behind the bungalows Rob stopped short. There was another car there. What was this? They had grown so used to being on their own it felt as if they had discovered an intruder. Rob parked the car and they walked through to the pool. 

There was another couple sitting by the pool and they waved to Rob and Nancy as they turned towards their bungalow. Rob and Nancy returned their wave. It felt odd, as if they'd lost their privacy but they walked over to them to say hello and as they neared the man got up to greet them.

"Hello, you must be Rob and Nancy. I'm Jacques and this is my wife Ute. The staff at reception told us you were out for the day." Rob shook his hand.

"Yes we've been out wine tasting. Well hello." He leant over and shook Ute's hand. Nancy did the same. Jacques pulled up a couple of chairs for them.

"I hope we haven't spoiled your tranquillity."

"No not at all. When did you arrive?"

"Oh just a hour or so ago, we flew down from Johannesburg. It's lovely here isn't it?"

They sat and chatted. They were from Vancouver and were on an extended holiday through France, South Africa and the Far East.

Jacques was originally from Quebec (his French accent gave him away) and he had his own dental practice in Vancouver. He was good looking, his hair greying at the temples. Ute was from Alberta; her grandparents were Danish and she carried their dark blonde good looks. She worked for an advertising agency and travelled a lot on business. They'd both been married before but had no children.

They were charming and the four of them soon relaxed together, talking about their homes and travels. They discovered parallels and coincidences about each other that delighted them and made them laugh. Jacques suggested that they share a table for dinner. All agreed that they must.

They went into their bungalows to change for dinner. Nancy was in the bedroom drying her hair as Rob walked from the bathroom after shaving. 

"They're lovely aren't they?" said Rob sitting on the end of the bed. He looked at Nancy in the mirror. She put down the hair drier.

"Yes they are. I can't recall when we last met two people that were so easy to get on with. It's like we've known them for ages."

"He fancies you, you know." Rob smiled at Nancy in the mirror and she returned his smile.

"I know, and she fancies you." They were still looking at each other in the mirror. 

"Would you?"

"Would you?" 

"I might, he's a bit gorgeous isn't he?" 

"And she's not too bad either is she?"

They laughed. They were playing their games again. 

Nancy and Rob walked up to the main house and joined Jacques and Ute who were at the bar drinking an aperitif. They raised a toast to their holidays.

By coincidence they had both booked the same whale-watching trip on the next day but one and agreed to share a car.

As ever the food was wonderful and they drank extra wine. The dining room was filled with their laughter and they talked about their hobbies and friends. They discovered that they both liked skiing and sailing and having friends to dinner. Jacques and Ute also met a group of friends two or three times a month to barbecue in the summer or just relax and watch movies or to listen to music in the winter. 

They took coffee on the stoep and then walked down to the bungalows together. They'd had a wonderful evening and they kissed and shook hands as they said goodnight. 

In their room Rob and Nancy lay in bed talking about the evening and looking forward to their day out together. They were sleepy after the wine and kissed before turning out the lights. As they lay in the dark before falling asleep both Nancy and Rob let their thoughts wander. Nancy turned to Rob.

"What are you thinking?"

"Probably the same as you!" She kissed him.

"Go to sleep."

The next day they had the pool to themselves. Jacques and Ute were out for the whole day and would be back late so they arranged to meet for an early breakfast before their boat trip.

They were lying in the shade of an umbrella, reading. Rob put his book down.

"You fancy him don't you?"

"I could." Nancy looked at Rob, her eyes sparkling. "Do you fancy her?"

"I could." They laughed at each other. Rob sat on the edge of his sun bed and looked at Nancy.

"Is this the something turning up that we talked about?"

"I don't know, perhaps. But how would we know? If it happens it happens. They are just too lovely to do anything silly."

The next day they were at breakfast by six and the four of them drove to Hermanus where the boats left for the whale watching. It was another perfect day, cloudless skies and just the faintest of breezes. They had coffee and croissants on the boat as they made out to sea. Dolphins played about in front of the boat and they crowded together in the bows, arms about each other as they leant over the sides to see them better. Then suddenly they were amongst the whales, their huge dark shapes breaking the surface in front of them and then alongside. Jacques and Nancy stayed in the bow and Ute and Rob moved back to watch from the side of the boat. They marvelled at their size and power, gasping together as the whales breached and smacked the water with their flukes.


Fun in South Africa



Rob and Ute were standing together, leaning on the rail watching the whales through binoculars. He was aware of her closeness, but neither of them had spoken for a while. They were absorbed by what they saw. Ute broke the silence.

"Rob do you find me attractive?" Rob glanced at Ute. She was still looking at the whales through her binoculars. He returned his gaze to the water. Rob thought before replying. What did she want?

"Yes, very. Why?"

"Oh it's just that Jacques and I find you and Nancy very attractive too." Rob glanced at Ute again. She was still studying the whales. He waited for her to continue.

"You know we told you the first night about our friends that we meet each month?"

"Yes I remember." She put her binoculars down now and turned to him, looking directly at him.

"Would you know what I mean if I told you that we are very good friends with them?"

"Yes I think I know what you mean." There was a pause before Ute answered.

"Jacques and I would like it if we could be friends in that way with you and Nancy."

Rob looked along the boat to the bows where Jacques and Nancy were watching the whales. Jacques had his hand on Nancy's shoulder and was pointing out something for Nancy to see.

"Is Jacques saying the same things to Nancy?"

"I think so, don't you?"

There was a sudden whoosh of air as a whale blew just yards from the boat. Rob saved his reply.

They lunched on the boat as they made their way back to the harbour. The conversation seemed deliberately light and chatty, as if to avoid mentioning what had passed between them. They drove back to the guesthouse listening to the radio. As they got out of the car Jacques spoke:

"I don't know about you but I think we'll take a nap for a while after our early start. Shall we meet at seven?" Rob and Nancy were happy to let Jacques make the arrangements.

"Yes I think we'll sleep too." Nancy kissed Ute on the cheek. "See you later."

Rob and Nancy undressed and lay on the bed. She turned her head to look at Rob.

"Did Ute say anything to you on the boat?"

"Yes, I think she said the same things to me as Jacques said to you." They looked at each other, quiet for a moment. Nancy was deep in thought, then she spoke.

"What do you think?" 

Rob was deep in thought too. "I don't know, should we do anything? Should we meet them tonight?" 

Nancy paused for a moment, thinking. "I don't know. It's exciting and scary at the same time. I suppose that they are serious aren't they? I mean we're not getting the wrong idea are we?"

Rob thought before answering. "No I don't think so. There's no doubt what they're saying. We've been well and truly propositioned." 

Nancy's mouth was dry. She realised she was frightened but also very excited at the prospect of what might happen.

"So should we?" Nancy was searching Rob's eyes. She left a silence before continuing. "Will we?"

Rob's breathing was short, excited, and he had to control it before continuing. "Yes, I think we will." He searched her eyes for reassurance. "This is what we wanted isn't it, something, an opportunity just to turn up?"

"Yes it is." Nancy paused again, not really knowing how to discover what she needed to know without just asking. She needed to know If Rob would mind her having sex with this stranger. "If I have sex with him, will you mind?"

Rob was excited at the thought of the four of them swapping but he needed to know the same thing and he tried to see into Nancy's mind. "No, will you?" 

She realised she had been holding her breath, waiting for Rob's reply. Her voice was breathy with relief. 

"No."

Their eyes remained locked, searching for a signal at the enormity of what they had just agreed. And then, without prompting, they kissed each other gently on the lips, as if to seal the bargain.

Nancy broke the tension. "They're lovely aren't they?"

"Yes they are. Would he get it?"

"Yes of course he would! Would she?" returned Nancy.

"You bet; she's very sexy." Nancy frowned a little at Rob's reply.

"Is she sexier than me?"

"No, not sexier, just different – just not you, like Jenna's not like you." explained Rob.

"You know we don't know them at all really."

"I know, but perhaps that's best. Lovely, sexy, anonymous strangers!" Rob looked at Nancy for a moment before continuing: "Are you excited?"

"Yes," breathed Nancy, "Are you?"

"Yes, very." 

She put her mouth to his ear. "I want you to watch."

Rob's throat was tight. "I know. Do you want him to cum in you?"

Nancy pressed herself against Rob. She could feel his erection. "Yes, I want him to fuck me and cum in me while you watch."

Rob pressed his erection into Nancy. "Do you want me to fuck her?"

"Yes I want you to fill her." They looked at each other for a moment, eyes bright with excitement. Then Nancy kissed Rob before continuing.

"This is making me very horny – feel me." 

Rob put his hands between Nancy's legs. She was wet, her juices running from her vagina. He moved his fingers against her clitoris and she came almost immediately, shuddering with the release and closing her legs to trap his hand against her. She was holding her breath, savouring the moment. At last she let go.

"God that was quick. Now you know how this makes me feel."

"It makes me feel pretty good too," said Rob, indicating his erection.

Nancy had one last moment of doubt. "If we do it with them and I let him cum in me, you won't mind?" She searched his eyes for reassurance and in return Rob cuddled her.

"No I won't mind, so long as you always come back to me."

"Yes you know I will, always." She pulled him to her and kissed him and then moved lower, letting her tongue trace a path across Rob's chest and belly until she took his rigid penis into her mouth. She could taste his pre cum as she ran her tongue and lips down the length of his shaft.

"Will you taste of her afterwards?" said Nancy as she licked his engorged penis.

"I expect so. Would you like that?"

"Yes. I want to be able to smell her body on you, to taste her on you." She took his penis into her mouth again, sucking on his shaft and licking the underside of his glans. She could feel Rob's penis flexing involuntarily in her mouth and she matched her rhythm to his. He came quickly, jetting his semen into Nancy's throat, releasing his load in a series of spasms.

Nancy lifted her head from him so he could see her swallowing. She knew he liked that. Finally she collected a dribble of semen from the corner of her mouth with her tongue.

She was smiling, eyes bright.

"We're going to have fun aren't we?" she said.

Rob grinned back. "Yes I think we are."

"So what do we do?"

"I don't know. I think the best thing is to just see what happens. What do you think?"

"Yes I think that sounds best. One thing is sure. Something is bound to happen!" laughed Nancy.

"Yes, but only if we want it to. We don't have to do anything if we don't want to."

"I know, and if we don't want to we won't." Nancy paused for a moment, staring into the distance. "And if we do, we will." 

Jacques and Ute were already at the dinner table when Rob and Nancy arrived. They both stood to greet them, Jacques first kissing Nancy on the cheek and then shaking Rob's hand. Ute kissed them both. It was a strangely formal greeting but it set a tone of respect between them that felt comfortable. They chatted about their trip that morning and Rob showed them the pictures he had stored on his digital camera. There were pictures of Jacques and Nancy as well as Rob and Ute and the four of them together taken by the boat's crew. They were happy and relaxed. The food was good and the wine excellent and they took their time. 

Jacques had ordered a bottle of champagne to celebrate their day out together and their new-found friendship. It could have seemed a little triumphal, as if Jacques and Ute had already persuaded Rob and Nancy, but it wasn't and they said goodnight to the staff and took the champagne and their coffees down to the poolside. 

The four of them relaxed into conversation that ranged about their work and how they passed their leisure time. They talked about Whistler and Lake Louise. Ute mentioned that they had shared a chalet with their friends at Whistler and what fun they'd had together. The conversation paused for a moment as each realised where this could lead.

Nancy broke the silence.

"How did you meet your friends?" 

Ute replied.

"Rosie is a friend of mine from work. We're good friends and we've known each other for a few years and she asked me if Jacques and I would like to join her and Tom at a barbecue with some friends – good friends. I'd met Tom, her husband, when he'd come into the office to see Rosie and she'd met Jacques in the same way. They're both really nice people. 

"Anyway we went with them to their friends' house. There were just six of us, me and Jacques, Rosie and Tom and their friends Michael and Della. It was a very warm evening; we were by the pool and we'd had a good meal and there was plenty to drink, lots of laughter and the conversation was sexy, you know suggestive. 

"Rosie said that she was hot and she said it in a kind of 'come and get me' way, but she could have meant anything. Anyway she said she was going skinny-dipping. So she stripped off and jumped into the pool. When she surfaced she dared us all to follow – you know, 'last one in is a sissy' so we all joined her. 

"There was lots of splashing and playing about and then Rosie cornered Della's husband Michael in the shallow end and started kissing him. Della was next to Jacques and said 'Shall we join them?' Jacques looked at me as if to say 'What do I do?' and I kind of shrugged my shoulders as if to say 'I don't know but why not, it's just kissing' and so she kissed Jacques. Then Rosie's husband Tom swam over to me and said we'd better not be left out. So we started kissing as well.

"And at first it was just kissing but then Rosie and Michael got out the pool. I noticed that he had a huge erection and Rosie led him to the sunbathing platform where they lay down on the mattress and started cuddling. They looked as if they had done this before. Then Della said 'Come on Jacques, let's join them' and she led Jacques out of the pool to the mattress and lay down with him alongside Michael and Rosie. I don't know why, but I was a little shocked to notice that Jacques also was erect. I wondered if I should say something but didn't. Tom who was still cuddling me said that it was all right, nothing would happen unless we wanted it to. I could feel his erection against me and I was excited but scared at the same time. What were we getting into? Tom said that we should join them and soon we were all there on this large mattress.

"We laughed and tickled each other and then some of the tickling became touching and I suppose we didn't really know who was touching us or who we were touching but it felt good, just fun, not threatening. I remember someone kissing my breasts and thinking how hard my nipples were. Then someone's penis was pressing against my thigh and I reached down and held it. I was certain it was not Jacques I was holding but it felt good, hard and big around, thick. It was very exciting. And then suddenly we all seemed to be making love. One minute Rosie and Michael were lying next to me and then Rosie was on top of him making love. I remember thinking 'Wow they're doing it' and then Tom kind of pulled me on top of him and I suppose I helped him because the next thing I could feel his penis in me and it felt huge." 

Ute stopped for a moment to drink some wine. Nancy took the opportunity to break in.

"Did you just make love with Tom or..."

Ute put her glass down and continued. 

"For a terrible moment I thought it was just the four of us, that Jacques and Della wouldn't be, but I looked for Jacques and he was on top of Della, making love to her. I don't know who was first, Jacques and Della or Tom and me but it didn't seem to matter. Jacques and I were there together and it was wonderful. And no, it wasn't just with Tom, I made love with Michael as well, and Jacques..." she turned to him for confirmation, "You had sex with Rosie as well didn't you?"

Jacques smiled and nodded his agreement. "We all changed partners several times, even to be with each other at one time, but in the end I was with Della and Ute was with Tom again."

Ute took Jacques hand before continuing.

"Before we left Rosie said something very important to me. She said that if we did this again then, that like that night, we should make sure that we always arrived together and, whatever happened in-between, should always go home together and make love. Whatever else we did we should make sure of that. And we always have." Ute reached across and took Jacques' hand.

"It was wonderful. When we got home we made love to each other and that was the best of all. It was like rediscovering each other." Ute and Jacques were looking at each other, their hands clasped together.

"And do you still feel the same about each other, that it hasn't changed your feelings for each other?" Nancy was looking from one to the other of them, watching them. Without letting her gaze move from Jacques for a second Ute spoke again.

"Yes we still feel the same about each other and it hasn't changed the way we feel about each other except that now the feelings are stronger, deeper. Somehow what we do with our friends has shown us just how lucky we are to have each other for ourselves. What we do with our friends is for fun, but what we have together is for real."

There was no doubting the sincerity of Ute's words. She and Jacques were obviously very close, very much in love.

They sat not talking for a moment; then Ute broke the silence.

"So, I'm going skinny dipping – last one in is a sissy!"

It was the invitation. 

She stood and undid the zip at the back of her dress. They watched her as it fell to the ground. She was naked, her full breasts and curved hips catching the light coming from the pool. She turned briefly to smile at them before sitting on the edge of the pool and slipping into the water. The three of them looked at one another for a second and then followed her into the pool.

The water was warm and the pool lights flickered on them as they swam, enjoying the freedom of their nakedness. They were standing in the shallow end where the water was barely thigh deep, leaning against the poolside. There was a pop as Jacques opened the champagne and they clinked glasses before they drank. Again it was Ute who broke the silence.

"Nancy, do you mind if I kiss Rob?" Nancy looked first at Ute and then at Rob. They smiled at each other and shrugged their shoulders. After all it was just kissing.

"Not if I can kiss Jacques," she replied. 

"Of course." Ute smiled at Nancy as she put her glass down on the poolside and taking Rob's arm, turned him away from Jacques and Nancy. She kissed him lightly on the lips and then looked at him and smiled before tilting her head back, inviting Rob to kiss her neck. Rob could feel her breasts pressing against him and he let his fingers touch her nipples. They were hard and she moved against him, pressing herself against his erection. He kissed her neck again and then nuzzled her ears. Now she was pushing hard against his erection and he could feel the roughness of her pubic hair against his penis. 

They kissed deeply, tongues in each other's mouths, exploring, probing. Ute was pulling Rob against her, grinding against his rigid penis. He could feel the softness of her labia against his member and was certain that he would soon enter her. But suddenly he became aware that something was distracting Ute and she broke from him. She seemed to be looking at something over his shoulder. She was watching Jacques and Nancy. Rob was unsure what to do but Ute solved the problem.

"Look," she said, as she turned him to face Jacques and Nancy. She stood behind him, her arms around him with her head resting on his shoulder. "Can you see?"

Nancy had her arms around Jacques' neck and her legs about his waist. Jacques was supporting her with his hands under her buttocks. They were moving together, making love. In the shallowness of the water Rob could clearly see Jacques thrusting his penis into Nancy and the tension in Nancy's buttocks as she thrust back, grinding her mound against Jacques. Her head was thrown back and then, as if sensing Rob's presence, she opened her eyes and looked at Rob.

"I'm sorry Rob I couldn't wait." She spoke her words through clenched teeth as she strained to receive all of Jacques length. She closed her eyes again and pumped herself on Jacques erection.

Ute rested her chin on Rob's shoulder, her head besides his. "She wants you to see her with Jacques doesn't she?"

Rob could barely speak. He was transfixed by the image of his wife flailing herself up and down on Jacques' penis, striving to be penetrated as deeply as possible, watching his shaft disappearing into her and then reappearing glistening with her juices. He cleared his throat.

"Yes." 

It was all he could manage.

Ute pulled Rob closer to her. "It's ok Rob, it's what she wants." She slipped hand down across his belly and held his rigid penis, gently stroking him, back and forth.

"Do you want to make love with me now?"

It was a while before he replied, all the time his eyes fixed on the scene before him. "No, not just yet, I want to watch."

Nancy's eyes were still closed, her hips still moving against Jacques' erection. He could tell she was close to cumming. Suddenly she opened her eyes and looked at him.

"I want him to cum in me, I want him to cum in me. Watch me Rob, watch me." She stretched out to touch Rob before putting her arm back around Jack's neck. There was now an urgency in her voice as she directed her words to Jacques. "I want you to cum in me; I want you to cum." 

Again she pumped herself violently on Jacques erection. Then suddenly she stopped in mid stroke, climaxing as Jacques came, squirming her hips against him as he thrust into her, jetting his semen into her with deep thrusts of his penis. 

For a while she hung limply about his neck. Rob moved to her, stroking and kissing her hair. She whispered to him.

"Did you see? Is it ok?" 

He shushed in her ear.

"Shhh, yes it's ok. I saw."

"What about you and Ute?" Nancy turned to speak to Ute. " Did you make love with Rob?"

"No we didn't, but it's ok, there's plenty of time." Ute took Nancy's hand and steadied her as she released herself from Jacques. "Come, you must be with Rob now." She led her from the pool and draped a robe about her. "Come, you must go to bed now and make love. Be together."

Rob led Nancy into their room and closed the door behind them. Nancy turned to him, burying her head in his chest as she threw her arms around him.

"Oh Rob what have we done, have we done something terrible?"

"No, no Nan, everything's ok. Remember what Ute said. This, you and me now, this is the real thing."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure. If we didn't hurt anyone, if we didn't do anything we didn't want to, if we had fun and if we still have each other then we're ok."

"Oh I love you so much. I want to make love with you, I want us together, I want you inside me." She stood back from him and kissed him on the lips. Rob held Nancy's hands as he moved her towards the bed and as the edge caught the backs of her knees he let her down gently. She was spread before him on the bed.

"I love you more now than I have ever done." She pulled him down onto her. "Now, I want you now."

Rob entered her amidst the mixture of Nancy's juices and Jacques semen. He made love to her gently, with long slow strokes of his penis. They weren't long. All they wanted was to reaffirm their oneness with each other and as Rob came in Nancy his semen seemed to wash every fear from her mind. They fell asleep, still coupled and wrapped in each other's arms.




Fun in South Africa



"Hey you." Rob woke Nancy with a kiss and a cup of coffee. "How are you?" 

Nancy stretched and smiled.

"I'm fine, how are you?" she said rubbing her eyes.

Rob sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her hair.

"I'm fine too." He bent and kissed her on the lips. Nancy frowned momentarily as if remembering something.

"Did that really happen last night, did we, did I?"

"Yes it did and we did. Are you ok?"

"Yes, I'm ok if we're ok."

"We're ok." She snuggled up to him, resting her head on his thighs.

"Do you know what frightened me most last night? It was fun, I liked it."

"I liked it too. But you know it feels as if we've got a secret, something that belongs just to us. Do you know what I mean?"

"Yes I do. I feel lovely and warm inside about us but there's something else, something exciting. It's like Ute said it would be. I can't remember. Did you make love with her last night?"

"No I didn't, but there's plenty of time for that if we want it to happen. We can do anything we like."

"I know, it feels wonderful. It's like a huge sense of freedom. Did you see, did you watch?"

"Yes I did, and you were wonderful." He smiled broadly at her. "You were really going for it. Was it good?

"Mm God, yes it fantastic, but different. I mean he's good but he's not you. It's like in a way I was just concentrating on the sex, like eating a meal on my own instead of sharing dinner with you. Does that make sense?"

"Yes it does. It was just like that with me and Jenna."

"We didn't do anything wrong did we?"

"No we didn't. We did what we wanted to and we can do it again or not. Whatever we want." Nancy rolled away from him and patted the space beside her.

"Come here you, I want my man!" They fell into each other's arms and rolled about the bed, kissing and cuddling. "I love you." After a while they showered.

They took their time in the shower, letting the water cascade over their bodies as they soaped each other, letting their fingers linger in their most intimate places, touching, testing. Nancy was quiet, lost in thought, in some other place. She turned and stood with her back to Rob, leaning against him, her hands behind her fondling his penis, feeling the heat of the water coursing over her breasts and belly. Rob put his arms around her and soaped her breasts. He could feel her nipples hardening but she seemed miles away, not reacting, her hands now motionless against him as his penis hardened into full erection. Almost absent-mindedly she released him, taking her hands away and placing them over Rob's hands on her breasts. She pressed against his hands, forcing them against her, increasing the pressure on her breasts and swollen nipples. 

Her mind was filled with last night, with Jacques' penis filling her, stretching her. She remembered kissing him, feeling his erection against her belly and the overwhelming desire to be had by him, wanting to feel Jacques' penis in her. Her arms were around his neck and she had locked her fingers and lifted herself. Jacques had helped by taking her weight in his hands, but it was she who had done it, lifted herself until she could feel his rigid member against the opening to her vagina. 

And then the sweet sensation as she lowered herself onto him, almost allowing herself to fall onto him, gasping as he filled her, remembering the thickness of his member and how it felt as if the penetration would go on for ever, that there was no end to the length of him, that Jacques' penis would fill her being.

She pushed back against Rob, grinding her buttocks against his erection. Her nipples were hard now and she squeezed Rob's fingers on them, wanting to feel pain and pleasure at the same time.

Rob was mesmerised. It was as if he were just an observer, that Nancy was with someone else. His penis was pressing against Nancy's anus and she responded by pushing against him. He could feel the tightness of her button as Nancy continued to grind against him, arching her back to increase the contact. After a moment she took one of his hands from her breasts and drew it across her belly towards her mound.

"I had another man in me last night, in here." she said quietly. She increased the pressure on Rob's hand, pressing it onto herself. "Did you like watching?"

"Yes." whispered Rob. It was all he could manage.

Now Nancy's voice was excited, breathy. "He was fucking me."

"I know." Rob's voice was still a whisper.

Nancy increased the pressure on Rob's hand, forcing two of his fingers into herself. "He fucked me and came in me. In here." she added unnecessarily. "Did you see?"

"Yes, I saw."

"Was it good?"

Rob curled his fingers into Nancy, pressing them into her. "Yes it was good. I watched him fuck you, watched his cock in you." 

"Did you? Did you watch his cock fucking me and cuming in me?" She needed to know that Rob had watched her, that her fantasy had been fulfilled. She needed to know that Rob had seen her being fucked by another man. "I want you to watch again, watch him cum in me tonight."

"I'd like that." Rob still had his fingers in Nancy. Gently he started to massage Nancy's labia. She leant back against him, rubbing her head against his cheek. "Let me make you cum."

Nancy didn't reply. Her mind was full of Jacques, of the pool, of his penis, of his ejaculation, the surging gush of his cum, of her triumph. She pressed back more, increasing the pressure of Rob's penis against her anus, feeling his glans starting to stretch her. Rob was electrified. Did Nancy want him to penetrate her anus, here, now, in the shower? He had always wanted to have anal sex with Nancy and they had tried a couple of times but she'd said she didn't like it, didn't want to do it so he hadn't persisted. But now, after last night, she seemed wild, uninhibited. He'd never known her like this before. He returned the pressure, easing forward until the head of his penis was almost fully inserted into Nancy's tight little hole. 

But no further. As he felt the resistance of Nancy's sphincter she seemed to come to, to awaken from her reverie.

"No, not yet." Nancy held his hand motionless on her mound and eased forwards away from him. There was a certainty in her voice. "I want to wait. There's going to be something special tonight, later..." She turned and kissed him. "For both of us...." she paused before continuing. "I know. I just know."

They finished their shower and dressed. 

"I'm really hungry, what are we doing today?" Nancy was combing out her wet hair. 

"Nothing I think, just relaxing. I'll get some breakfast." He 'phoned for breakfast and they went out to the poolside. Jacques and Ute were already up and looked up as they heard the door to Rob and Nancy's room close. For a moment they looked as if they didn't know what would happen next but Nancy saved the moment.

"Good morning" she said brightly, and walked over to them. She gave Jacques a hug and kissed Ute. "How are you both?" 

"We're fine. You seem on top of the world today."

"I am and I just wanted to thank you for last night. We had a wonderful time."

"We did too. It was a great evening." Jacques pulled up a couple of chairs. "Come and join us. Do you have any plans for today?"

"No we were just going to read and relax. How about you?"

"The same. We have magazines and music. How does that sound?"

"Wonderful."

They shared breakfast and soon settled under umbrellas, Jacques with Rob engrossed in sailing magazines and Nancy with Ute, flicking through the fashion pages. They felt comfortable and relaxed in each others company.

Nancy and Ute were sitting side by side on a sun lounger. They had come to a page with a picture of a couple embracing. Ute turned to Nancy.

"Are you ok about last night?" Nancy turned and smiled at her.

"Yes we're ok. We had a lovely time with you and a wonderful time together afterwards. You were right, it was very special."

"I'm glad. You know after that party I told you about where Jacques and I were with our friends for the first time? We didn't say a word to each other until we got home. We were both frightened that we had done something to us, you know? We had both had a good time but were both frightened to say so, in case we upset each other."

"I know, I felt like that especially when you said that you and Rob hadn't made love. It was as if I had cheated."

"No you weren't cheating because you were together. It doesn't matter what you do so long as you are together. It's like my friend Rosie said, 'if you start together and finish together it's ok'.

They read together for a few more minutes. Then Nancy spoke.

"Ute, how did you know that Rob and I would..." she paused searching for the right phrase. "Would go along with you and Jacques, would want to swing with you?"

"Well of course we didn't know. After we had dinner together the first night, Jacques and I talked about you both but you know we wouldn't have said anything on the boat if we hadn't wanted something to happen."

"You talked about it, planned it?"

"Well a little I suppose. Although we hadn't met you when we booked the whale trip the reception staff told us you were going as well and we thought it would be more fun to share it with another couple. So planned is perhaps a bit strong, but yes we talked about it. And when we met you we liked you both, you're both very attractive, obviously very close and we were drawn to you. If we had had any doubts about it we wouldn't have said anything. We would never want to hurt anyone or have anyone hurt us. Let's just say we gave fate a helping hand."

Nancy turned a couple more pages of the magazine.

"So last night when you asked if you could kiss Rob, did you turn Rob around away from me and Jacques deliberately? Did you know what was going to happen?"

"I didn't know for sure but I knew what I thought might happen. But yes I did turn Rob away from you both. Apart from really wanting to kiss Rob I wanted to give you some space with Jacques in case you wanted to do anything. You remember that for Jacques and me at that first party there was six of us there, it was quite scary. I didn't want it to be like that for you."

"I couldn't have done it the way you did the first time, I don't know how you did."

"Well we'd had a lot to drink and I guess we were just carried along. When I saw Rosie and Michael I thought 'well if she can, so can I' and so I did." 

"So when you meet your friends, do you always do it together, like an orgy?"

"No, not always. In fact we don't do that very often. Sometimes it's fun if we're outside and the weather's hot, but mostly we go to separate rooms."

"But I thought you said that you were always with Jacques?"

"We are, at the beginning and at the end. We never sleep with anyone else, you know, spend the whole night with them or meet anyone on our own without telling each other. That would be cheating, but it's nice to have a little privacy and space from time to time. It gives us freedom to explore." 

Nancy thought for a moment before speaking.

"So sometimes you spend the night with someone else away from Jacques?"

"Yes sometimes." Ute clasped her hands in her lap. "At first we always followed Rosie's advice and always started and finished the evening together, you know, like you and Rob last night. But now that we're more confident of ourselves, more certain, well sometimes when it's convenient we spend time with other people, other lovers on our own. But we always tell each other; that's really important. We have no secrets between us, no guilt, nothing to hide."

"Is this so you can try different things with other people, things that you don't do with each other?"

"Yes, although I think that Jacques and I have tried everything there is. It just that sometimes it's fun to do different things different ways with someone else. And of course sometimes I'm away on business and so Jacques is at home on his own, and sometimes I'm on my own when Jacques is away."

"But do you tell each other what you do?"

"Yes of course, always. If Jacques wants to know then I tell him. Sometimes it can be very sexy telling each other what we've being doing. It would be terrible if we deliberately kept anything from each other. It would be..." she searched for the word "it would be like being unfaithful. In fact, that's what being unfaithful is isn't it? Not telling. And we always make love as soon as we're back together." She laughed. "Well maybe not sex but make love, you know?"

"Yes I know. When this happens at your house whose room do you use?"

"Well usually we use the guest rooms, but if we need to use our room then Jacques is in there and I'm with whoever I'm with in one of the guest rooms. It just feels easier. I think that men are more territorial than us don't you?"

"Yes I suppose so. And you don't mind the idea that another woman has been in your bed? I'm sorry to be asking you all these questions. You must think I'm grilling you!"

"No that's ok. Jacques and I wanted to know all these things too. And about the other woman? No I don't mind. In fact I find the idea quite sexy, it excites me. I like the smell of her body and her perfume."

Nancy looked at Ute quizzically for a moment; she was looking at Nancy as if she was saying 'you know what I mean about other women' but then the moment passed. 

Nancy kissed Ute on the cheek. 

"I'm glad we met."

"So am I." 

They went back to the magazine for a while, turning the pages together. 

Ute was about to turn a page, when Nancy took her hand and stopped her.

"What are you thinking about? I can hear you thinking."

Ute smiled, still looking at the magazine, and then turned to Nancy. "Yes I'm thinking."

Nancy returned her smile and looked at her, one eyebrow raised. "So..?"

"So what?" Ute's eyes were sparkling, excited.

"So what are you thinking?" 

"I was thinking I'd like to ask you something, something personal."

"OK, what?"

"You know your friend Jenna? Is she very good friend of yours?"

Nancy smiled. So that what was in Ute's look of a few moments before. "Yes she is." Nancy decided to play it cool,

"Why?"

Ute turned to Nancy and took hold of her hands. "I'd like us to be friends like that, if you'd like to."

Nancy didn't respond immediately. She was electrified by Ute's suggestion and at how quickly the situation and new possibilities were developing. Images of Ute standing naked at the poolside last night raced through her mind: the fullness of her breasts and the curve of her belly leading to the neat triangle of blond hair that had been unable to hide the glistening wetness of Ute's excitement before she had dived into the pool. Nancy had been aroused by Ute's femininity then and now she was aroused again by her suggestion. She could feel herself becoming wet, starting to lubricate. She had to breathe deeply to control the excitement in her voice and she knew that Ute was watching her, but the excitement she felt lowered the pitch of her voice and she knew that Ute had noticed.

"Yes I'd like that too, but not now, not here, somewhere we can be on our own; later...but soon." She took another breath and tried to lighten the moment. "Anyway, we'd only have the men trying to muscle in if we did it here!"

They laughed together; then Ute caught Nancy's eyes again.

"Let's make it soon."

The day slipped by and soon it was time for dinner. Rob and Nancy we're in their room.

"What are we going to do tonight?" said Nancy.

"What for dinner or afterwards?"

"Afterwards of course." said Nancy.

"I don't know. What do you think?"

"Well I thought you might like to spend some time with Ute as you didn't make love with her last night."

"Yes I'd like that. And you, do you want to be with Jacques again?" asked Rob

"Yes I'd like to as well."

"Suppose they don't ask. Will we broach the subject?"

"That hadn't occurred to me. I'm sure they will. Let's just wait and see."

They met Jacques and Ute at dinner. They were sitting between courses when Ute turned to Nancy. "Now I can hear you thinking!"

"Uh?" Nancy looked at her and then round the table, smiling. "I'm sorry, I was miles away." 

"I know," said Ute. "So tell us." 

Nancy looked round the table and then answered her. "It's both of us actually. We're both miles away."

"Can I guess what it is?" Ute asked.

"Probably." Nancy smiled in reply. 

"So, tell us." Ute placed her hand over Nancy's.

Nancy glanced at Rob before answering. "We we're wondering if you would be asking us to spend some time together tonight," again she glanced at Rob. "As very good friends."

So there it was, out in the open.

Ute squeezed Nancy's hand and smiled at her. "Ah it's that. Yes we had decided to ask you again. We'd like to very much. Together or separate rooms?"

Nancy's mind raced at the question. She wanted Rob to watch her with Jacques. She had felt totally in control with Rob and Jenna in Paris. It gave her a feeling of power over him, a sense of control that she liked, But in separate rooms she could submit totally to Jacques, let him do to her whatever he wanted and she knew she wanted to feel used by him. She made up her mind in a split second. She would get Rob to watch her being fucked by someone else another time. Tonight was for her. Nancy smiled back. "Oh separate rooms I think, don't you?" 

They all laughed and Jacques clapped his hands.

"That's wonderful. You are so brave. It took me and Ute two weeks to pluck up the courage to ask Tom and Rosie. I salute you." He turned to Nancy. "Et Tu ma Cherie, Tu es une femme tres brave! But now we must relax and enjoy our meal. The best is yet to come,"

The anticipation was incredible. They could hardly wait for dinner to be over. But as Nancy reflected, if Jacques and Ute hadn't been there, she wouldn't be missing them, she wouldn't be hot for Jacques, and that was the point, just as Ute had said this was just fun, not the real thing. 

They walked down to the poolside together. Rob had rescued a bottle of wine for them and Jacques carried a tray full of coffees.

They sat at one of the pool side tables sharing the wine and the stars. Ute spoke.

"Are you both excited about what we are going to do?" Rob and Nancy looked at each other. 

"Yes very. Are you?"

"Yes we are too. It is good fun isn't it?" She turned to Jacques. "Why don't we freshen up in our room and then, when we're ready, I can meet Nancy out here?"

"Ok." Jacques stood. "Rob, it has been a wonderful evening, I'll see you tomorrow. Bon soiree." They shook hands. Ute rose to leave with him.

"Nancy, shall we meet here in a few minutes?" Nancy and Rob pushed back their chairs and stood.

"Yes ok, see you in a few minutes."

Nancy and Rob went into their room. He turned to her.

"Are you ok about this?"

Nancy's voice was low. "Yes I'm ok. You know I want this very much?"

"Yes I know," said Rob capturing her gaze. "I want it too."

Nancy seemed almost distant. "Good, that's how it should be." She turned towards the bathroom. "We'd better shower." 

They showered in silence, each deep in their own thoughts. After towelling themselves dry they slipped on the bathrobes that were hanging on the door. Nancy turned to Rob and took his hand, guiding it through the opening of her robe to her vagina. She needed to show him how aroused she was. 

Rob ran his fingers over her labia and then up towards her clitoris, feeling her wetness. Nancy tensed at his touch as he slipped two fingers into her, letting her juices lubricate his movements. She was staring into his eyes, almost daring him to go further. Rob sensed her mood and pushed further into her, lifting as he did so. 

Nancy gasped and shuddered, rising to her toes as he pulled at her. She looked straight into his eyes. "That feels good. It feels rough. Fuck me, now, here." She grasped Rob's rigid cock and pulled him to her, guiding him into her. He responded with a violent thrust, driving his penis into her, making her gasp again. "Will Jacques fuck you like this tonight? He thrust violently again. "Will he?"




Fun in South Africa



Nancy was still staring into Rob's eyes, never losing contact. "Yes, he's going to fuck me like you're doing, hard and rough, he's going to fuck me hard 'til I can't take any more. I want him to use me."

"Good, because that's what I'm going to do to Ute. I'm going to fuck her like this." He thrust again into Nancy, lifting her off the floor with the violence of his action."

Nancy eyes started to fill with tears as she clenched her teeth to stifle the cry of pain at Rob's violence. She drew a deep breath, all the while her eyes on his.

"Yes, fuck her as hard as you can. I want you to spear her on your cock and I want Jacques to fuck me however he wants and I'm going to let him."

She still held his gaze. "Ready?"

"Yes, ready."

Nancy went to the door and as she opened it she turned to Rob and kissed him. Then she was gone. 

Outside, Ute was sitting on one of the sun beds and she rose as she saw Nancy. She reached for her pool bag as she stood, scraping the chair on the paving as she got up.

"You look lovely." She hugged Nancy and kissed her on the cheek and then paused for a just a moment too long before kissing her lightly on the lips. As she pulled away from the kiss she caught Nancy looking at her, looking as if she was trying to resolve a question in her mind.

Ute searched Nancy's eyes, trying to understand. "We will have fun tonight with our men.... and perhaps later?" 

Her question hung in the air but Nancy's reply was ambiguous; she responded with a light kiss on Ute's lips. "Yes we will."

They parted and went into each other's rooms. 

As Nancy closed the door behind her she saw Jacques sitting in a chair. He stood and walked to her and took her hands and kissed her on both cheeks and then undid the belt of her robe. She let it slip from her shoulders and fall to the floor. She let him lead her to the bed and lay down as Jacques removed his robe. He was fit and lean with good skin. She liked that. She didn't like men with body hair. He sat on the edge of the bed next to her and stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers.

"Are you ok?" He smiled at her, waiting for her answer.

"Yes I'm fine." Jacques took her hand and kissed her fingers and then pulled her to him so that he could kiss her on the lips. They kissed slowly, taking their time, discovering each other and then embraced for a moment. Then Jacques started to kiss her more intensely, fleeting kisses on her neck and ears, moving down to her shoulders and then again on her neck. 

Nancy relaxed and closed her eyes. She was here to enjoy herself and would let Jacques take the lead. She wanted to be indulged. She stretched and sighed as Jacques' tongue flickered over her nipples and then further, across her belly towards the tangle of golden hair between her legs. He was good and she was enjoying herself. Jacques was kissing her thighs now and she opened her legs to him, inviting him to her most intimate parts. She felt curiously detached. She always enjoyed this with Rob but this was different, there wasn't any intimacy, just pleasure. 

She felt that she was under no obligation to return any of his kisses or caresses; it was pure indulgence. Jacques nuzzled her vagina, kissing her, pulling at her labia with his lips. He lifted her knees and rolled her backwards so that he could explore further. Now his tongue was on her anus probing her, testing. He pushed his tongue into her and she savoured the pleasure of the sensation. This was different and it felt wonderful. He moved back and started to kiss her labia again, running the tip of his tongue upward towards her clitoris; it was bliss and she moved her hips to the rhythm of his tongue and could feel the warmth of her orgasm spreading through her belly. 

She came suddenly, almost without warning and held Jacques' head against her as the waves of pleasure swept over her.

"That was good, no?" asked Jacques. She noticed that Jacques' accent was stronger now.

"Mmm yes that was lovely. You sound very French you know." 

"I know," he laughed, "it is the language of passion. Now we try something else, no?"

Whether he was putting on the accent on purpose or not Nancy didn't care. She was eager for whatever he had to offer next and ready to submit to his desires. She didn't want to think or lead or initiate, just to experience and enjoy whatever Jacques did to her. He moved above her and she could feel the tip of his penis rubbing against her as he guided it with his hand to her opening. He paused for a moment, nestling the head of his penis against her labia before letting it slide further back until it rested against her tight rosebud.

Nancy's mind raced back to the shower she had taken with Rob that morning. Now she understood why she had pressed her anus against his erection and what she wanted from Jacques tonight.

"I've never tried this before. Will it hurt?"

"It hurts? Mais non. I don't think so. You should let me try to be gentle with you." He dipped his fingers in a small dish on the bedside table. "Let us try like this, this will make things go easily."

"What's that?" 

"Oh just something a little slippery to help, to lubricate." 

Nancy could feel the coolness of the oil on her cheeks and anus. Again he pressed the head of his penis against her rosebud but this time he rubbed it back and forth, pressing a little more each time he came to the centre.

"How's that?" The oil was certainly pleasant and she was enjoying the sensation of his penis against her button.

"It feels nice but I'm frightened it will hurt if you press harder. This is my first time like this." 

"Ah so you are a virgin this way huh? I promise it will not hurt you. Just relax." He increased the pressure and Nancy could feel the tip of his penis starting to penetrate her. It felt good and she moved against his penis until the glans was just inside her but she couldn't relax enough for Jacques to make any further progress. 

"I'm sorry, I just can't do it." She had her eyes tight shut, screwed up against the anticipated pain. 

"Ssh, just relax a little and push when I push, just a little each time." He pressed again against her rosebud and Nancy responded, feeling herself stretching to accommodate him. There was a little pain but she pushed down with her bowels against his pressure, keeping time with him, matching push for press, feeling his penis inch inside her. She was sure that she could not accommodate the head of his penis but then suddenly her sphincter relaxed and he was in her, slipping deep into her body and she could feel him filling her, consuming her. Jacques paused inside her, allowing Nancy to adjust to this new experience before withdrawing a little and then beginning to move slowly, gently with long strokes. Nancy had never felt so full. It was as if his penis was filling her completely. 

She opened her eyes to look at Jacques. He was watching her, smiling as he gently thrust the full length of his penis into her.

Nancy gasped. "Oh I feel so very full of you, so very full, so...ohhhhhh." She gasped again as Jacques withdrew until only the tip of his penis was in her, just hidden by her tight little rosebud, and then eased forward again until the full length of his penis was in her.

"It's good no?"

Nancy smiled back. "Oh yes it's good." She closed her eyes again as Jacques pulled back and then again gave her his full length. She was swimming in her own sea of pleasures, savouring the sensation of Jacques' penis in her darkest regions, and the growing warmth and tension that was the beginning of her orgasm. Each stroke filled her and brought her nearer to the edge of her control.

She opened her eyes again to look directly at Jacques. There was still a flicker of a smile at the corners of his mouth but Nancy's face was almost stern, her brows furrowed.

"Fuck me Jaques, fuck me hard, fuck my arse, fuck me!" This was a command now, not a request and Jacques obliged, increasing his pace and the violence of his thrusting. With each stroke his balls slapped against Nancy's buttocks and she had to grip the sheets to prevent herself being driven up the bed. She held her legs high inviting Jacques' deepest penetration and every thrust forced air from her lungs so that she was grunting: 'ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh'. Her eyes were closed tight again partly against the violence and partly in an attempt to control her orgasm. She was on the edge and wanted to stay there.

She opened her eyes again to look at Jacques.

"Make love to me now, fuck me in my cunt." She was on fire now, eager for his penetration, desperate for her orgasm, enjoying the vulgarity of her language, wanting to feel used, to be fucked.

"Ok, we'll shall do it the usual way then huh?" Gently he withdrew his penis from her and Nancy could feel her sphincter contract as the head of Jacques penis slipped past it. He let her relax onto the bed before placing his penis between the lips of her vagina and slipping into her. She gasped as he filled her but the sensation was wonderful. He was moving steadily now and she moved her hips against him at every stroke, rubbing her pubic bone against the base of his penis. He quickened now thrusting harder and Nancy knew now that she wanted his orgasm, wanted to feel the rush of his semen in her but Jacques sensed the moment and slowed, teasing her, prolonging the pleasure. He seemed inexhaustible, each stroke long and steady, filling her and then rubbing her clitoris with the head of his penis. She lifted her legs and pulled him into her, forcing the head of his penis against her cervix. Nancy could feel her orgasm gathering force within her and she wanted his orgasm, wanted to feel his semen in her as she came.

Jacques sensed her rising passion and slipped two fingers into Nancy's anus, pressing against the wall of her vagina until he could feel the form of his penis plunging in and out of her.

Nancy writhed and screamed with passion and excitement as the combination of his cock and fingers tipped her over the edge into a rushing orgasm.

"Oh yes, yes, yesss! I want you to cum, I want you to cum. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, cum, cum, cuuuuum nowwwwww..." 

Her scream died in her throat as she felt the first spurt of his orgasm.

With long thrusts Jacques came deep inside her, jetting his cum at the peak of each stroke, filling her. It was sublime. Pure pleasure. She was shuddering with the excitement and release, her orgasm pouring from her, spilling over her legs onto the sheets, a mess of cum and semen. 

They lay together until his erection subsided.

He kissed her and went to the bathroom. She could hear water running and she supposed he must be washing. He returned with a glass of water for her and sat on the edge of the bed. She was thirsty and drank deeply.

"You know this other thing?" Jacques touched her bottom to indicate her anus. It is a wonderful thing. Rob will love you forever if you can do that for him."

Nancy finished the water. "I'll just get another glass," she said and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. She was suddenly struck by how different this was to when she and Rob were together, how detached she and Jacques were. 

She drank another glass and then washed herself before returning to the room. She thought about what Jacques had said. What did it mean? Was he saying that to be sure of keeping a man a woman should submit in every way to him? She shook her head and returned to the bedroom. Jacques had put his robe on and was sitting propped up with a couple of pillows. 

She was shocked. Was that it? You had sex and then went home? But of course this is what it was, just fun not the real thing. He smiled at her and patted the bed beside him. Nancy put on her robe and joined him.

"Thank you for coming to be with me, I think we have had a very good time. You are a very sexy lady." It seemed an odd thing to say she thought, but what was there to say after having sex with a stranger?"

"Yes we've had a very good time. You are a very good lover and I have learned something new. It was very good." She kissed him on the cheek.

He returned her kiss 

"Thank you. So what now? What time is it?" She felt it was all over very quickly. Jacques glanced at the clock. "You see how time passes when we enjoy ourselves; it has been nearly an hour."

"Ute will be back in a little while and then you will go to Rob and she will be with me." As he finished there was a knock at the door. Jacques got up and opened it to let Ute in. She went straight to the bed and sat by Nancy.

"Have you had a good time?"

Nancy just nodded.

Ute smiled at her. "Good. Me too." 

Nancy returned her smile.

"So, see you tomorrow." She kissed Ute and then left, closing the door behind her. It was really odd she thought, I've had wonderful sex, I like Jacques and I can imagine doing that again with him, but so what? 

Perhaps that was the secret; it was as Rosie had said, "just fun, not the real thing". 

In the other room, Rob lay on the bed trying to recall every moment that had passed with Ute.

After he had gone to the door with Nancy and she'd kissed him as she left, he'd pushed the door to, waiting before closing it fully, trying to catch the murmured conversation between Nancy and Ute. 

It was difficult to hear clearly above the wind rustling in the leaves of the trees that surrounded the bungalows but he thought Ute had said something about 'fun tonight' and then 'perhaps later'.

Then there was the sound of a chair being moved and he guessed that Ute would be coming to the room soon. But what had she meant by 'fun later'? And what about 'perhaps'? Was she planning something else for later that night? He couldn't figure it out but didn't want to be caught behind the door by Ute as she came in so he threw his robe over a chair and turned down the bedside light to a soft glow before slipping under the bed covers. 

The door opened and Ute paused for a moment, framed in the doorway. Even though she was wearing her bathrobe Rob could clearly see the curve of her hips where the fabric clung to them. She closed the door and paused again before walking slowly towards the bed. 

Rob could hardly breath, let alone move. Here he was, lying naked in bed, and a beautiful woman was walking towards him and he knew for a certainty that in a few minutes or less he would be having sex with her. 

He couldn't believe that it was happening but his cock knew and pulsed as the primitive parts of his brain ordered more and more blood to be forced into his distended organ until it felt as if it would burst. 

He could see that Ute was carrying a pool bag and he wondered fleetingly why she would have brought it or what it might contain. But the thoughts vanished from his head as she placed the bag on the bed and loosed the belt of her robe, allowing it to part. 

He was transfixed at the sight before him. The robe had opened down its' centre revealing her body from neck to knee and it had caught on her breasts so that they were still covered but he could clearly see the cleavage between them and the fullness of them to either side. And then the inviting sight of her neat little navel, perched above the slight swelling of her belly that in turn gave way to her shaven mound and the glistening wetness that clung to her labia.

Rob did a double take. He remembered clearly that last night in the pool he had felt Ute's pubic hair against his penis, so she must have shaved, for him, for tonight!

His penis was again wracked by another bout of painful throbbing as his erection hardened yet more. But his eyes didn't deceive him. Ute's mound was as smooth as her belly.

All this time Ute had stood still before him, allowing Rob's eyes to have their fill of her, but now she turned away from him and took something from her bag. Rob could see immediately that it was a scarf and he wondered for a moment what Ute was going to do with it. She came towards him, leaning over him as she did to reveal yet more of herself, but his view was cut short as she placed the scarf over his eyes and tied it securely, blindfolding him. As she leant over him, Rob could sense the warmth of her body and the musky scent of her.

He was aware of her standing beside the bed but didn't move.

"So Rob, you have lost the use of your eyes." Her voice had the lilt of laughter to it and he could tell she was smiling.

"I can't see a thing," said Rob, reaching out his hand to try and touch her. But Ute stepped back out of his reach. "Where are you?"

"I'm just here," she said, "But without your eyes you will have to rely on me to guide you and on your other senses to discover my body and to enjoy what happens."

Rob lay on the bed trembling with excitement. Even in his wildest fantasies he had never imagined anything like this. He was aware of the sound of a towel or something dropping to the floor and realised in a flash that it must be Ute's robe, so now she was standing naked beside the bed, but out of reach. His cock was subjected to another bout of throbbing but it stopped quickly as the covers were pulled off the bed and the cool air of the ceiling fan washed over him. Then he felt Ute take his hand.

"Come Rob," she said pulling him up. "It's time for you to start your voyage of discovery, a voyage where you will discover gentle meadows, hills surmounted with rosy peaks, dark and hidden caves and valleys where sweet nectars flow for your refreshment and pleasure." 

By now Rob was standing and he was aware of Ute standing beside him – no, behind him and she took both of his hands and tied them behind his back with another scarf. He felt very vulnerable, blindfolded, hands tied and with his erection jutting out in front of him. He gave an involuntary shiver. Then he felt Ute's warmth and her breath on his ear.

"Sssush," she breathed. "Don't be frightened, I will help you. I will stand here on the rug beside the bed and since you cannot see or touch, you must discover me with your nose and mouth. Don't rush, I will enjoy your explorations as much as you, so let me help you to start." She turned away from him and leant back until her hair was just in front of Rob's face.

Rob inhaled and the scent of her hair filled his nostrils. Leaning forward, he could feel her hair on his face and he took a small step towards Ute. Immediately his penis made contact with her buttocks and he pulled back to break the contact. With his hands tied behind his back touching, even with his cock, somehow didn't seem right. He bent his head, allowing her hair to run over his lips until he reached the nape of her neck. Breathing in he caught a trace of her perfume and he let his tongue trace a line from her neck to her shoulders, causing Ute to flinch at his touch. He ran his lips across her shoulder and down her arm to her elbow before retracing his path with the tip of his nose until it nestled just below the junction of her arm and body. He inhaled deeply, savouring the richer scent of her that lingered there. He wondered if he was doing alright for Ute, and decided to be a little bolder, now running his tongue down the line of her spine to the top of her buttocks and then back up again to her neck and ears. He needn't have worried Ute was swaying slightly and he could feel little shivers as his mouth and tongue excited her.

He nibbled Ute's earlobe with his lips and she put her head back so that he could more easily kiss he neck and shoulder. As she did so his cock once more made contact with her but this time neither of them pulled away, and Rob was aware of the slipperiness of his pre cum as his cock moved against her. Still kissing her neck, Rob moved around her until he was standing in front of Ute, kissing and nibbling at her neck and jawline, all the while his cock tracing a sticky line around her hips. Moving lower he could feel the starting rise of Ute's breasts and he smiled momentarily to himself as he realised that he was at the lower slopes of Ute's 'hills surmounted with rosy peaks'. He still had the other delights of her topography to discover.




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He was more confident now, aware of the territory, so he continued down the side of Ute's right breast, nuzzling with his lips, following the curve until he was at the underside of her breast. He lifted now, feeling the fullness and weight of her breast on his cheek and inhaling the pheromone-laden scent of the line below her breast. As if in concert, Ute let go a shuddering breath that unwittingly she had been holding all through Rob's decent from her neckline to her breast. 

Rob inhaled deeply again but this time he held it, savouring the heady cocktail of sensations, the warmth of her, the slight dampness of perspiration below her breast, the scent of her and tantalisingly, as if almost out of reach, the mix of chemicals that signalled the primitive sexuality of this woman and his overwhelming desire for her.

Still holding his breath, he moved upwards, tracing a line towards her nipple with the tip of his nose. Had he not been blindfolded Rob would have been able to see the puckering of Ute's areola but all he could sense was a series of little shivers that fluttered throughout Ute. For Rob, the smoothness of her breast was suddenly replaced by the cobblestones of Ute's now tightly puckered areola and the rigidity of her nipple. Lifting away slightly he exhaled the breath he had been holding, pursing his lips as if whistling and directing the jet of breath in a series of circles around her nipple and areola.

Involuntarily, Ute put her hands around the back of Rob's head and pulled his mouth onto her breast, forcing her nipple into his mouth. Rob swirled his tongue around the rigid tissue, grazing it with his teeth and pulling at her nipple with his lips. 

He could feel Ute trembling and suddenly Ute forced her mound against Rob's engorged member, rubbing against him, before pulling away and releasing his head, as if she too was observing the unspoken no touching rule. Rob pulled away as well, blowing gently on her breast as he did so. He knew Ute could see him, but he wanted to tease her a little. So now, confident in his movements and using the rug under his feet as a guide, he circled Ute, kissing her as he went, first her shoulder, now her back, then her left breast, then lower, dipping to run his tongue down the length of her calf, blowing into her navel, rubbing his cheek against her belly whilst pushing upwards with his head against her breast. He tried to be like a cat rubbing against its' owner and he smiled at the thought of being owned by Ute. He knew he would obey her every command. 

Now he was at her back again, running his tongue down the length of Ute's spine. But this time he didn't stop at the top of her buttocks and continued along the valley between them seeking Ute's dark and secret cave. She flexed her knees a little and bent forward, encouraging his progress, and Rob responded by running his tongue down to the very tip of her spine until he found her rosebud, probing and circling it with his tongue. Ute responded by pushing backward until Rob's tongue was fully engaged in her hole, slipping in and out of her like the tip of a finger. 

Again he pulled away, moving down the length of her thigh and, dropping to his knees, bent to her foot, pushing his tongue between her toes and sucking on them as Ute lifted her foot.

Rob was again in front of Ute and ready to start the final journey of exploration, seeking that damp and mossy valley where springs of nectar would refresh the weary traveller.

He ran his cheek up the length of her shin, stopping to graze at her knee before continuing upwards along the inside of her thigh, following the line between her thigh and belly with his tongue before retracing his path, but this time, letting his brow press against her mound. He could feel the wetness of her against his hairline and, turning his mouth towards the source of the wetness, he flattened his tongue against her slot, moving upward over her labia and then back down again.

Ute released another long-held breath and shuddered at his touch, holding onto his shoulders for support.

Rob could taste the sweetness and the slight salty tang of Ute's juices and he nuzzled his nose into her slot, breathing in as he moved upwards, savouring the musky scent of her arousal, until the tip of his nose made contact with her clitoris. She flinched at this touch and dug her fingernails into Rob's shoulders pulling him into her, forcing the bridge of his nose against her swollen clitoris. They stayed like this for a long moment, while Ute struggled to delay her orgasm before Rob moved down again, but this time with his tongue, until he could slip it into her vagina. 

Ute thrust her pelvis and mound forward so that Rob now had clear access to her, which he used by slipping his tongue in and out of her, fucking her with his tongue. He could sense her holding her breath and then releasing it suddenly before breathing in again. She was moving her hips now in time with his tongue striving for deeper penetration and at the end of each stroke as they pulled apart, Rob flicked his tongue upwards over her labia and onto her swollen clitoris. The thrusting became more violent and he eased back to protect himself, lapping at her slot and fluttering his tongue over Ute's swollen love bud.

For the first time Ute made a sound, a low moaning which seemed to come from her belly, rising slowly in pitch and volume. The thrusting had stopped now and was replaced by a steady pressure against Rob's mouth

He drew her clitoris into his mouth and sucked on it, squeezing the base of it between his lips. Ute's moan was a roar now and she screamed as she came, bucking against Rob and pumping her juices into his mouth.

"Yaaarrrgghhhhyeesssss....!

Next door, Nancy didn't hear Ute's screams, for she was screaming in orgasm too.

Ute's held Rob's head against her until her orgasm had subsided and then, pulling him to his feet, she pushed him onto his back on the bed, straddling him as she did so and inserting his bursting cock into her vagina. Leaning forward she kissed him, tasting her own cum on his face. Rob could feel that she was wet again and she started to move, slowly at first and then harder, riding him, bouncing on his hips, striving for penetration and his orgasm. 

Rob tried to hold back but it didn't take long.

His semen burst into her, pumping again and again, his body shuddering with release as Ute's vaginal contractions signalled another orgasm for her as she milked the seed from him.

With a final thrust he was spent and Ute collapsed onto him, their perspiration allowing her to slide against him as she kissed and nuzzled him, coming down from her high, falling toward normality.

They lay together for a while, recovering from their passion, before Ute pulled away from Rob's now flaccid organ and went into the bathroom. She returned with a towel and wiped the residue of their lovemaking from Rob's loins.

"I have never been kissed so well and for so long," said Ute. "I thought you would never get to my clit, that you would tease me all evening. You were perfect."

"Wow and you too," said Rob. "I didn't know what would happen when you tied my hands. But it was good fun. I'd like to try that again."

"Oh we will," said Ute smiling. "We will." And with that she stood, pulled her robe around her shoulders and left. He had heard a knock on the next door room, some conversation, and then Nancy had walked back into their room.

Apart from the memories and the heady smell of sex, it was as if Ute had never been and Nancy had never left.

They were laying by the pool the next day and Nancy glanced at Ute. She was asleep on her sun lounger. Nancy recalled their conversation of the previous afternoon. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander.

Nancy and Ute would be together. 

They would be somewhere quite and private. It would have to be a luxurious hotel. They'd bathe together like she and Jenna did and then they'd be in bed together, kissing and touching. At first Nancy would touch Ute's breasts and then she'd kiss her nipples until they were hard and Ute was aroused. Nancy would tease her, asking her 'shall I lick you here" and she would touch her labia and then 'I want you to come in my mouth' and then she'd kiss her belly and then her labia and finally her clitoris. Ute wouldn't be able to control herself and would come as Nancy kissed and licked her. 

Nancy wet her lips with her tongue, imagining the wetness and taste of Ute's come on them. She looked from side to side to see if anyone was watching her. No one was watching and Ute was still asleep. She let her mind wander again, recalling the fullness of Jacques' penis in her anus. Would she and Ute do this? 

First Ute would be kissing her and touching her, first touching her vagina and then her anus. Nancy squeezed her cheeks together involuntarily. Ute's fingers would feel good and Nancy would squirm with pleasure and touch herself as Ute moved her fingers against her anus. Then Ute would produce her little jar of oil or whatever it was that Jacques had used and start to massage her anus, inserting first one, then two fingers, all the while encouraging Nancy and holding her, never hurting her. 

This would feel good and she imagined herself laying amongst pillows as Ute moved her fingers in her. Then Ute would produce a dildo or something, not too big but soft and rubbery, and slowly and gently she would push it into Nancy's anus until the whole length of it was in her, and Nancy would rub herself as Ute pushed the dildo in and out of her; it would feel exciting and a little scary but the sensation of the dildo slipping in and out of her would be wonderful and she would let her fingers stray to her clitoris and she'd come. 

Nancy was laying on her back on her sun lounger and had her pillow clasped to her belly. As in her daydream her fingers strayed beneath the pillow to her clitoris and she came for real as she came in her daydream.

She lay for a moment as she came down, and then again she opened her eyes. Ute was looking at her, smiling.

"Was it a good dream?" Nancy blushed and then smiled at her.

"I was thinking of you."

"Well I think I have something to look forward to then."

"Yes we have." Nancy reached out her hand to her and they squeezed fingers. Ute winked and said

"Let's talk later, ok?" Nancy nodded in agreement.

They met later as usual and had dinner together. There was no embarrassment between them, no tension; it was as if nothing had happened.

Jacques and Rob decided to play pool in the bar so Ute and Nancy took their wine and coffee down to the poolside. They sat for a while chatting, then Ute took Nancy's hand.

"What were you dreaming about this afternoon?"

"About you and me."

"What were we doing?"

"We were in a hotel room together, in bed."

"And?"

"We were making love."

"And did I like it?"

"Yes, very much." Nancy smiled at her, "And so did I." They held each other's gaze for a moment. 

"Nancy, I'm going to be in Los Angeles at a conference next month. Could you join me?"

"I'll have to check to see what Rob is doing, but yes, I'd love to."

"Good, that's settled then, we'll have a lovely time."

"Yes, I know we will."

The next day they left the guesthouse.

Rob and Nancy were flying home and Jacques and Ute were continuing their holiday, flying to Sydney for a week and then to Singapore and Bangkok. They exchanged email addresses and phone numbers and promised to keep in touch. Jacques invited them to ski with them and their friends at Whistler in the New Year. 'We'll have a lot of fun together' he said, and they all supposed that they would.

As they parted Jacques and Rob shook hands and then they all kissed. Ute gave Nancy a special hug and Nancy hugged her back. Ute whispered to her

"I'll email you, come and see me in Los Angeles." 

"OK." 

As the 747 lifted clear of Capetown Rob and Nancy raised their glasses of champagne in a toast to each other.

"To a wonderful holiday."

"Yes, to a wonderful holiday, and to the holiday with the most unexpected and exciting outcome!" 

Nancy smiled at Rob. "Did you have a good time?"

"Yes I did, very good, and you?"

"Yes, very good for me too," said Nancy. "Would you do it again?" 

"Yes, would you?"

"Yes I would." said Nancy. "In fact, Ute has asked me to join her in Los Angeles next month."

"That sounds fun. Will it be just you and Ute or will Jacques be there as well?" asked Rob.

"No, just me and Ute."

"Then perhaps I'd better ask Jenna to come and cook dinner for me while you're away with Ute!"

"Why not." laughed Nancy. "And we can tell each other all about it."

"Yes," said Rob. "But that will have to wait for another time."