Mid-week. Office not busy so Jacques had taken the day off, and so Jacques and Elise decided to do the Peak Walk...about 3 and a half kilometres, flat, so not too strenuous.
Jacques and Elise strolled casually around the loop until eventually they arrived at the set-back with views over the harbour. This was one of the few spots where you could actually get off the main path and was blessed by having a bench seat.
Jacques and Elise decided to stop here and relax for a while. There were very few, if any, people around, but suddenly there was a loud commotion, and a group of tourists came marching by with a leader carrying a flag, either Spain or Italy they were not sure which. Elise ran over to the bench, kneeled on it and waved at the group. A few waved back, but the very last one in the group was a tall off-white young man in his late 20's wearing shorts, a white tee-shirt, sandals and a sports peaked cap, and very, very hairy legs. He strolled over and leaned on the bench back next to Elise and on her right. Butterflies in her stomach and a warm sensation in her panties. Those hairy legs! What else was hairy above? "Hi, I'm Rollo from Italy. I've done this walk before and so I shall just relax and catch up with the gang back at the hotel. How are you?"
Elise flashed Rollo a long, warm smile and said, "I'm absolutely fine thanks. I am Elise, and that over there is my hubbie, Jacques. We live here."
"OMG! Sorry to bother you," replied Rollo.
"Rollo, please let me assure you here and now, there is absolutely no need for you to worry and feel embarrassed in the least. Jacques and I have a very open relationship. He fully understands my needs and agrees with whatever I choose to do," replied Elise.
To reinforce her words, Elise slipped her right hand though the bars in the bench and squeezed the area in Rollo's shorts corresponding to where she expected his package to be housed. Sure enough, there was a well-formed semi-rigid cock and a goodly set of balls. She continued to squeeze and was rewarded by a definite hardening of the meat in her grip.
Initially, Rollo looked at Elise with incredulity but as the squeeze continued, his gaze turned into pure and passionate lust. Elise moved her head towards Rollo and as their lips touched she engaged the young man with her tongue in an energetic French kiss. The meat became MUCH firmer.
Now Elise searched for the fly zip and once she had it ran it firmly down to base. She rummaged inside for the now-rigid cock which was making itself very clear it wanted out, and then found the waistband of his Y-fronts. Elise yanked the waistband out and down and 7 inches of rock hard meat with a pair of stallion balls surrounded by masses of black curly hair sprang into sight. Male testosterone aroma filled the air and Elise noted yet another warm sensation below. She was sure her panties were already soaked.