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Some way off currently, but we will be in Rethymnon for two weeks at the beginning of September. Any couples going to that area at the same time who fancy meeting up?
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So, as arranged, he pulled up at the Iberiostar at 11am. Just starting to get hot. He'd driven the 28miles trying not to feel too horny.
They'd just finished a late breakfast (a little too much wine last night!). Then packed for a "long day at the beach" (+ fresh shirts just in case). What were they letting themselves in for? Still, nothing ventured... This chap w the beard seemed quite pleasant .. he introduced himself, polite handshake, a few Cretan greetings, then helped them put the bags in the boot. Bear climbed in to the back letting Honey sit up front .. a bit of eye candy. At least the driver was coping with the occasional crazy Greek drivers!
They made polite conversation - he seemed to know about Crete. But would Mr & Mrs M be waiting at the waters edge by the bus station as arranged? Or would they have cold feet?
They were there .. laughing as they squeezed in to the back seat .. Mr Bear smiled as Mrs M squeezed up tight. Everyone unsure what they'd let themselves in for. Only a 20 min drive. Windows down. Cooling breeze ... polite conversation ... what had they let themselves in for .. Yeovil, Darlington... at least none of them smoked. Would Mr Wareham have made it up from Plakias? Was there the chemistry for something more? Or was it a ? of just going w the flow?
He pulled off the main road and managed to find his way round the country lanes - til suddenly they pulled in by a taverna. They all jumped out ... glad to stretch themselves ... what an amazing view they said as one, getting out their phones and cameras. Appraising each other. But the taverna would wait. They grabbed their bags and followed the driver down the steps. Wow, they gasped... enjoying the view... |
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It was stunning ... took their breath away... they wanted to know more. The music was now playing. They sat round the table having a drink. They learnt to say "Jamas" ... Toying with whether to move to the lounger ... to keep their swimwear on or not? To have a cooling outdoor shower... (no pool!) ... to walk down and join the tourists below? After a few more cool drinks, it felt like a nice lazy holiday.
Horny had explored the wee house ... spreading herself out as she tried the double bed for size. What a view she thought. And not just Mr & Mrs M - standing whispering - semi naked in the heat. What were they plotting? Where had the bearded driver gone? Suddenly another glass appeared. She had a sip. Honey raki, he said. Her nipples hardened. Then Mr Bear put on her blindfold. She giggled. Waiting ... the music played on in the background to drown out her muffled cries of pleasure... |
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Some hours later... they watched the sun start to set. They took it in turns to shower and get dressed(or at least make themselves presentable) ... then up the steps to the taverna. A rag bag of English tourists .. laughing and chattering away. The wine flowed ... as the sun reddened over the distant mountains. Mrs Honey chattering away. All thinking silently about what had happened earlier .. all hoping to play out their fantasies a little later. Then a few cocktails to finish .. and grabbing the handrail to negotiate their way back down to the house. Again the music wafted away. The glasses refilled. To put the cushions down and lie naked to watch the stars? To sit round the table telling dirtier and filthiest stories? To tell each other our fantasies (or what we'd like to do next)? To tease each other and play games? To touch and play with these strangers? Somehow needing to fit into one double bed, 2 singles, and several couches... how much to share ... how much pleasure to give? ... how much fun? ... Decisions? |
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The darkness had just started to give way... the first rays of sunlight colouring the hillside opposite. Early morning tea & coffee. This amazing view. Half naked and with a smile she sat watching the colours subtely change. My god, that was some night she thought. At least, as far as she could remember. Her husband was still asleep, but she had another warm body to cuddle up to ... he gently squeezed her nipples... she reached down inside his shorts... she sighed... aroused again ... The mixed pleasure of enjoying the moment .,. aching all over. and recalling what she could recall. She went inside to gently wake and treat her husband. The muffled sounds of pleasure overheard by everyone. Gradually everyone emerged onto the terrace. Half dressed and sitting round the large table. Memories ... memories ... of Crete. They all had a smile on their face. Now, what do I fancy doing today?
Did they stay here for another day or go back to their hotel? ... decisions ... decisions.. |
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Q: was she wearing knickers when picked up at the start of the car journey? Or did she tease me by putting her wet knickers in my mouth whilst she went to lie naked on the lounger? What sort of party games did she want to play? |
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