“Come on you two, it’s Christmas eve and we’ve got a bar to decorate before we open.”
“Well you’re certainly not the Christmas fairy, are you?” Molly protested as her husband shook us both awake.
“I’m not any sort of fairy,” he laughed, “Anyway Jenny says breakfast in ten minutes right?”
“Right.” I muttered and guided his wife’s hand onto my erection as he closed the door on his way out.
Giggling she lay on her back and parted her legs as I rolled between them.
“Oooh yes,” she said dreamily, “Now this is what I call a breakfast!”
“Did you fuck her this morning?”
We were strolling leisurely hand in hand back to the hotel, intending to spend the day on the beach when she asked the question right out of the blue.
“Yes why?”
“Were you comfortable waking up next to her?”
“Jenny, where is this leading to?”
“Nowhere.” she replied, but I knew differently.
“Look Jenny, you’re the one who wanted this when I didn’t, you’re the one who persuaded me to go along with it and as I recall it, you weren’t exactly kidnapped and dragged screaming into bed with him were you?”
“Yes but I didn’t screw him this morning though.”
“Jenny what the hell’s that got to do with anything?”
I was getting a bit annoyed at the silliness of it all, throwing my arms up in exasperation, I whirled round and told her to go back to the hotel.
I walked away, chest heaving with anger and left her standing there with tears in her eyes.
It took half an hour of walking around aimlessly before I began to noticed the girls in their short skirts, sexy little bottoms wiggling enticingly, bra less breasts bouncing invitingly as they eyed up the boys walking around in groups. They were all playing the mating game, the age old ritual of teasing, strutting or pretended indifference.
Slowly I began to feel better, the holiday mood returned although the dilemma I was in still nagged at me, then I saw it!
She was in the bar when I returned, sitting on a high stool her long bare legs attracting admiring glances from everyone who saw them.
“Hi.”
“Hi.”
“Come up to the room will you?”
“Danny, I don’t want to fight, it’s the day before Christmas for God’s sake.”
“Yes I’d noticed.” I couldn’t resist the dry sarcasm, she caught it too and sighed wearily as she slipped off the stool and followed me into the lift.
Neither of us said a word all the way to our room, until I closed the door and said softly.
“I’ve got your Christmas present”
“You mean a peace offering?”
“No sweet Jen, I don’t mean a peace offering and it’s not really a Christmas present either, but it’s something I really want you to have.”
The tiny heart was made entirely from little diamonds and it was the ring’s only embellishment, but even a Philistine like me knew it was beautiful and Jenny was no Philistine.
“Danny it’s beautiful,” her voice was breaking, “But it’s an engagement ring!”
“Yes.” I said simply as I slipped it on her finger.
“Oh Danny you fool.” she put her arms around my neck and we just held each other for a moment.
“I’ve not finished yet.”
“What?”
“There’s this too.” and I took the diamond studded choker from out of the box.
Her eyes opened wide, almost as wide as her mouth, she seemed to be gasping for breath, then her emotions took over.
“Oh my God, it’s, it’s, Danny it’s just beautiful.”
“There’s an inscription between the diamonds.” I said softly.
She had to wipe the tears away before she could make out the words engraved beautifully into the gold, they said simply, “Jenny my Life is your Life.”
The tears flowed freely as she kissed me and turned the door key in the lock, we undressed each other slowly, savouring each other, tasting, licking, nipping and playfully biting even.
She was still sobbing as she writhed beneath me, hands clutching, tongue searching, teeth nibbling, I couldn’t believe how hard I was after all our recent exertions, or how wet she was. I think we actually fucked each other, rather than I made love to her, she was as demanding as I was, matching me thrust for thrust. I slipped my hands beneath her and prodded a finger against her tiny bum hole, she gasped as it teased the little hole open and she squealed with pleasure when it began fucking her in rhythm with my thrusting penis!
I felt myself cumming as she bit my neck and clenched her anus around my finger, then suddenly she convulsed and clung to me, every muscle, every sinew in her body was taut as the climax drove her almost to oblivion.
Every muscle and sinew that is, except those inside her vagina, they were the ones squeezing and milking me, taking every last drop of seed from my balls until we collapsed together in a gasping, sweating heap!
She looked sensational on the beach, that’s a much overused word, but it’s the only one that was good enough to use on her and the cock stiffening bikini she wore.
Two narrow scraps of sheer white nylon caressed her nipples and almost covered the dark circles of her areola, but it was the bottom half of the bikini, or rather the lack of it that drew the looks, lecherous and longing from the men and mostly envious from the women.
Just a thin strip of nylon separated her beautifully pouting cunt lips but hid nothing, not even the little pink nub of her clitoris, it could only have been worn by a woman like Jenny who was proud of her body, proud and self assured enough to want to display herself!
We lay baking for about an hour until, afraid of burning, we walked to a nearby cafe for a cold drink and after we were served I laid my hand on her thigh.
“I’m going to fuck your brains out tonight.” I whispered, but she laughed and shook her head.
“No you’re not.”
She paused to admire a shapely little bottom in a tight yellow mini skirt sauntering past us, before continuing.
“I’ve grown up a lot today Danny, a hell of a lot, I’ve been acting like a spoilt bitch haven’t I?”
“I think I’ll take the fifth on that.” I muttered and she punched me playfully in the ribs.
“No seriously, I have, as you said earlier, I was the one who started the whole thing with Dave and Molly because I like the excitement of it, it was ok when you were jealous, oh yeah, it was fine. But then this morning when I heard you and her fucking sober, it got to me and I couldn’t handle the jealousy, I was stupid, mean and selfish.”
Leaning over towards me, she kissed me,
“I’m sorry Danny, I’ve only just realised just how much you actually do love me, will you forgive me darling?”
“There’s nothing to forgive sweet Jen.” I smiled and casually tucked an errant nipple back under what passed for a covering.
“Tonight when we go to the party at their bar, or rather after the party, I actually want to watch you flirting and kissing Molly, I want to lie in Dave’s arms while he’s fucking me and listen to her screams as you shag her hot little cunt Danny.”
“Jenny.”
“No don’t stop me now or I’ll never finish this little speech.” she kissed me chastely on the cheek.
“When you came back this morning after our little tiff, you found me in the bar didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
“But you didn’t know what I was doing did you?”
“I didn’t know that you were doing anything.”
“Oh I was,” she giggled, “I was squeezing my thighs together and enjoying the feel of the leather stool against my cunt while thinking about hearing Molly shouting at you to fuck her harder. I’d realised after you cleared off that I’d actually been turned on by it, I was fucking soaking Danny, absolutely dripping!”
“Yes but.
She shushed me again.
“When we go back, we’ll be running a small country pub in a small country village, there’ll be none of this sort of fooling around. I’ve already noticed that the village isn’t exactly a hot bed of vice, so I want to do this, I want you to do it too, enjoy it Danny ‘cos after this holiday it’s just me and you at least until the next holiday!”
“That’s good enough for me Jenny.” I said quietly, but I could see her point.
“It’s good enough for me too Danny.” she said, suddenly very serious, “In fact it’s more than good enough, but you’re just as fucking horny as I am bruv, it’s in our genes, we both love the thrill of it, don’t you see, it’s an extension to our relationship, it’s forbidden, taboo, exciting/”
“And kinky?” I ventured.
She considered that for a moment, then giggled.
“Well no not kinky yet, but Molly told me something last night that she likes doing and that’s definitely kinky, I think that might well happen later on bruv, just for the sexiest man in my life.”
“Any one I know?” And earned myself another swift kick on the shin for my trouble!
