Next morning, Charlotte was still embarrassed when she joined the family at breakfast. Her plan to embarrass Harry with his sleep-talking was well out the window, and as she looked at him over her plate of dahl and roti, all she could see was his thick cock in her hands. Over breakfast it was decided that Charlotte and the parents would go and try to do a last bit of shopping, but still under Doctor's orders, Harry was to remain in the hotel, preferably in bed.
Harry was beyond frustrated, what on earth was he going to do for four or five hours, while the rest of the family were trooping around Delhi, albeit shopping, not his favourite pastime.
So, just to keep them happy, Harry settled himself down with a book and made out as if he was prepared to toe the line, for today at least. But this was never likely to last, and after about an hour Harry was getting stiff and sore propped up in bed. Getting up he had a plan, something that he should have thought of earlier.
Three floors below, and outside his window, was a fabulous looking pool. Harry had had a quick dip when then had arrived that first night, but now it looked even more welcoming, and it would offer him the chance to loosen out his aching chest and shoulders that were still suffering after his fall in the temple.
Slipping on his trunks and a pair of shorts, Harry meandered down to the deserted pool. A bored pool attendant managed to saunter over with a towel for him, but otherwise he was on his own. Bliss!
Quickly slipping off his shorts, Harry lowered himself into the cool water and gently began gliding backwards and forwards. Harry's swimming prowess meant that he was only having to take half a dozen strokes to get from one end to the other but that didn't matter, it felt relaxing.
Having done twenty laps in what felt like no time at all, Harry clambered out of the pool and was surprised to see that someone had taken up residence on the sun lounger next to his. With over twenty to choose from round the pool, Harry was at bit miffed that they had decided to park themselves next to him.
As Harry walked the length of the pool back to his lounger, he suddenly realised that his neighbour was female. Or at least he presumed they were, as they were lying face down on the lounger, Harry didn't think many males would be wearing thong swimming trunks.
That was all that Harry could see, a thin white strip of material disappearing between two chocolate brown toned smooth buttocks. But then a horrible thought went through his mind about the type of male who maybe would!
As he approached, now with some trepidation, suddenly a bright beaming smile greeted him as the lounger occupant turned to face him. Harry breathed a sigh of relief and grinned too; it was Shilpa. Not only that, but as she turned to greet him it was not just a turn of the head but her whole upper body, exposing a juicy pair of chocolate brown breasts as well!
Harry's jaw nearly hit the tiles round the pool, much to Shilpa's delight, it was the effect she had been hoping for. And now that she could see Harry's body in all its toned glory, she too was even happier, especially as she noticed the slow expansion of the bulge in Harry's trunks.
"Thought you were supposed to be resting -- in bed?" queried Shilpa, in an obviously sarcastic tone.
"Do you always do what you are told?" quizzed back Harry, as he continued to ogle Shilpa's breasts as they hung like ripe cocoa pods.
"Well since you are here, you can make yourself useful and put some cream on my back!" Shilpa retorted, throwing the bottle of suntan lotion to him, before lying back down on the lounger, "and make sure you don't miss any bits!" she added.
Harry had to shake his head to make sure he wasn't dreaming, as his eyes focused on the thin piece of white material as it disappeared between the two eminently squeezable bum cheeks. But not for long, as if she could feel Harry's eyes following the white strip, Shilpa slowly opened her legs more so Harry could clearly see where it disappeared between her crack to only just cover her bum hole and her pussy lips.
Glancing back up at him, Shilpa toyed "Come on then, I'll be burnt to a crisp before you get your arse in gear!"
Harry removed the cap and moved closer to Shilpa, sitting down on the side of her lounger, still throwing longing glances at the scantily clad pussy just inches away. Turning the bottle upside down he then squeezed a big dollop into the middle of Shilpa's back.
"There you go! That should do you!" quipped Harry, as first Shilpa gasped as the cool liquid struck her then she growled, "Who's the wise guy! You'd better do something with that, or your life won't be worth living!"
Harry was in stitches but could obviously see that Shilpa was not in a humorous mood.
"Ok, give me a minute and I'll rub it in." sniggered Harry, as he began to spread the gloopy liquid over Shilpa's back. "I think I've added a bit too much" added Harry, as he began to realise that the dollop of cream was going to spread a lot further than Shilpa's back!
"Well, you could spread some over my legs as well" cooed Shilpa, smiling broadly as she began to realise that her plan might actually work. "Make sure you cover every little inch of me, I don't want any little burnt spots because you missed a bit."
Harry began to spread the cream over Shilpa's back, gliding over the smooth skin. Shilpa moved her arms up above her head allowing Harry to slide his hands down over her sides, and the sides of her breasts, causing Shilpa to moan softly.
With her back now coated Harry moved further down the lounger to allow him to begin to massage the cream into Shilpa's upper thighs, missing out her buttocks due to his embarrassment.
"Oy! What about my bum? You missed my bum!" yelled Shilpa.
"Ok! Ok! I'm getting there," replied a rather sheepish Harry. He had thought Shilpa would have chickened out and not wanted him to go anywhere near her bum, but to Harry, she seemed to be giving him carte blanche to go ahead and feel up her bum. Harry certainly wasn't going to give up that opportunity.
Sliding his hands up the backs of Shilpa's legs, Harry smoothed the cream into Shilpa's bum cheeks. Moving first to Shilpa's left leg Harry used both hands to massage the pliable flesh sliding his hand into the crack of her cheeks expecting the clenching of her buttocks and some expletive when he went too far. But nothing, not even the slightest flinch as Harry hand slid over Shilpa's anal rosebud.
If anything, Harry though he heard a slight moan escape from her lips.
Gaining in confidence, Harry slid his hand under the thin string of material as he moved back up towards her lower back then down again, moving further down between her legs.
Trying hard to maintain some sort of control, Shilpa could only mumble, "Remember, make sure you don't miss any."
