I was 22 and went on a last minute room only package deal to Majorca with my 20 year old brother. We were not particularly looking for a shagfest, just a week to relax in the sun with a few beers on the side.
We flew from Luton and then sat in the bus for the hour that it took to take us to our hotel.
We were the last to get off and it was late, so we took our bags to the room and popped into the hotel bar for a drink or two. Looking around, there were a few middle aged couples and a family group. Nothing really to give us any cause to engage. We strolled out to the terrace by the large pool and drank ourselves into a happy state before retiring to the room to sleep it off.
The following morning, we were both up before 9 and went out to find some breakfast.
After eating at a bar, we returned to the hotel to grab towels and other mundane holiday items: books, suncream, water etc. We both went down to the pool and found a couple of unoccupied loungers. The usual array of bathers, mostly German, mostly "old" (40's and 50's which were old to us) were occupying the area.
As I lay taking in the sun and reading some biographical volume, I was interrupted by some English voices. As I looked up, I was asked if the loungers next to us were taken by a woman who was standing in front of me, silhouetted by the bright sun. My brother immediately piped up with "No, help yourselves". I briefly saw that there were three ladies of similar age to our mother.
With that, three women who I guessed were in their mid to late 40's sat down on the two beds next to him. He then got off his lounger and grabbing his kit, jumped over me to the free lounger on the other side of me, allowing them three adjacent loungers.
The woman who spoke sat on the lounger next to me and looked over to my brother, smiled and thanked him. Of the three, she was the tallest with a fair body and a dark bobbed haircut. She was wearing a lime green bikini.
The middle of the three loungers was taken by the shortest of the three. She was slightly built with frizzy hair wearing a bikini which did nothing for her slim frame and almost flat boobs.
The far lounger was taken by the platinum blonde. She wore a one piece dark swimsuit, cut low at the back and was slightly overweight....almost egg shaped.
I smiled at them, flipped over and continued to read my book thinking none of it. After all, they were each old enough to be my mother. Durung the morning, I caught the odd snip of their conversation and reckoned they were from the Midlands. They had just arrived.
By lunchtime, my brother went in search of something to eat leaving me on my own. I put my book fown and looked up. The woman next to me was sitting up on her lounger, one leg straight and the other brought up to her chest so the she could apply more sun cream.
She looked over and smiled and as I smiled back, she started chatting with me. She introduced herself as Sharon, the slight lady was Rosie and the third woman was Ronnie. It turned out that their husbands always went off on a golfing holiday and they went away to get some sun. I told her that my brother and I were holidaying together as we find it easier.
At that point, my brother came back with some bread and cold meat, along with a couple of cold beers. The women exchanged greetings with hime and after asking where we had obtained the food from, disappeared asking us to keep an eye on their loungers, which we duly did.
The afternoon was as uneventful as the morning....bathing, swimming, drinks, books, suncream etc and by 5, we all went back to our own rooms to shower.
The hotel was a large 4 story slab with the corridors, doors and stairs/lifts to each apartment at the rear and a balcony at the front of each room. Each balcony was secured by a high divider panel with a slightly lower panel at the front. I sat on our balcony, freshly showered but naked, sipping on a beer getting the last rays of the day.
I could just about make out some familiar voices next door to the right. I heard the door open in the next room and a voice called out "Sharon, call out when the shower is free, I am outside. I wish we had brought some drinks up".
I shuffled on my seat and finished my beer, stood up and got another two. Opening one, I reached over the balcony divider and offered the bottle to my neighbour which was readily accepted. I wasn't aware of who had taken it but a loud thanks was conveyed.
My brother emerged and decided that he needed to pick up a few toiletries so disappeared out leaving me alone in the room. As a parting shot, I called out that he should obtain more refreshments and he called back that if I drank too much, he wouldn't be responsible.
So there I was, sat naked on my balcony, finishing a beer and I began to chat to the woman on the other balcony.
She asked what I was doing and I responded, sitting naked in the sun enjoying my beer. I asked the same question and the response was that she was sitting on a balcony, enjoying a beer. She then told me to wait a minute and a few seconds later, I saw a dark swimsuit thrown onto the divider panel so it rested.
A voice then said "....also naked", followed by a wicked giggle. I wasn't prepared for that but didn't feel uncomfortable. The next voice I heard was not hers.
"Don't Ronnie, he's probably younger than your Simon".
I was buoyed by a few beers I simply gave a flippant response "I may be young enough to be a son, but I am old enough to be a fun night out".
I heard a single giggle from the other side....but I thought nothing of it.
After a while, I stood up and knocked on the panel asking if any more drinks were required as I was standing up. Ronnie replied that she was alone as the others were out looking for supplies.
The sun was still out but the intensity had gone. I began to apply some aftersun. Ronnie asked what I was doing and I told her. She agreed that it was a good idea and a few minutes later told me tjat she was doing the same thing. She told me that she was having some trouble getting her back covered.
"You wouldn't mind helping a damsel in distress, would you?"
I replied "Of course....come to your door and if you want me to, I will cream your back.
At that, I picked up my room key, wrapped a towel around me and went out. Her door was open and she was standing there in a towel. She invited me in. It was the first time that I had actually looked at her. She was bottle blonde with straight shoulder length hair, green eyes, full lips, rounded body, smallish boobs, painted bright red finger and toe nails and she gazed at me standing in front of her.
I said that I could apply some cream at the door if she turned her back and let the towel down a little. She said "Don't be silly, come in".
I really wasn't sure and hesitated. She stepped out into the corridor to usher me in and I continued to resist simply because I really wasn't sure what was going on.
At that point, her door closed and she looked at me. She was locked out, dressed only in a towel. I had no choice, I said to her that she could come into my room until her friends came back.........
To be continued
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