This story contains characters from other stories but is intended as stand alone.
All comments and feedback are gratefully received as I'm hoping the feedback will encourage improvements in my work. This is a work of fiction from the deep dank recesses of my mind and any resemblance to real people is purely accidental.
This story depicts consensual sex between adults, if this not to your liking, please visit some of my other submissions, otherwise I hope you enjoy.
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Mark had just leant back on his favourite sun lounger at his holiday hotel pool when he sensed someone standing over him. On instinct he opened his eyes and shielded them from the sun; the vision before him could quite easily be called a dream.
Stood over him was a brunette goddess of epic proportions dressed in a black bikini which showed her impressive curves off to perfection; not too tall, just perfection. His eyes had been automatically drawn to her impressive bust and it took a few moments for him to shift his gaze up to her smiling face. It was Amy the female half of the couple that he had dined with the previous two evenings but it was strange to see her on her own without her partner Tommy. "Where's your wingman?" was Mark's opening question.
"He's laid out in bed; he thinks it was something he ate last night. Do you mind a bit of company?" she replied.
"Oh, dear I'm sorry to hear that, it seems I was right to go for the fish option last night. I'm always appreciative of a glamourous young lady's company but before you get too comfy can I get you a drink?" Mark asked in a string of questions.
Amy took a seat on the next lounger and replied, "No I'm okay for a drink at the moment."
He could tell she wanted to say something but was holding back. "I can tell by your pausing that you've got something on your mind and I'd like to think the two previous evenings have demonstrated that the three of us don't have much to hide from the other. Isn't the expression something about a problem shared is a problem halved?"
Right now, Amy looked amazing all be it she looked pensive for a moment. Over the previous couple of evenings Mark had discovered her stunning smile, where he very nearly metaphorically melted. He was captivated by the way she swished her long hair about when the conversation became animated. She was a good five inches shorter than Mark and when she looked up at him, her blue/grey eyes held his attention like a tractor beam. She looked stunning but today she looked pensive. Eventually she drew in a breath and admitted "This holiday is a make or break holiday for Tommy and I." Mark stayed quiet but raised a questioning eyebrow and so she continued "We're having a few heart-to-hearts at the moment. He's only 24 and has stated outright that he doesn't want kids yet but at 31 my biological clock is ticking."
"Ah" nodded Mark sagely, "I see. Personally, I think he'd make a great Dad but you especially, I can see being a superb Mum." He didn't voice the usual joke of if she breast fed the child, they'd have stretch marks around their mouth. Instead, he went with "I can see though that it's not something you can dawdle about. I have friends older than you who have had children but these things sometimes need time."
Amy leant forward conspiratorially and whispered "I've stopped taking my contraception a couple of months ago hoping it would force his hand but instead he just doesn't want to do it anymore. I was hoping seeing some of the looks from other men that these bikinis generate may have inspired him but he keeps saying it's too hot here and now this. I'm hot right?"
Mark held up his hands in surrender "I'd like to abstain from this discussion based on the grounds that I get on well with both of you."
Amy twisted round to face Mark and sat up bunching her arms forward which inadvertently deepened her cleavage "No, tell me honestly, do I still have it."
Mark twisted so that he sat the same facing Amy, keeping the conversation hushed, the reality was he needed to hide the bulge in his shorts. "You most certainly still have it. You look amazing with a lot more clothes on but then I've had the pleasure of getting to know the inner Amy and however stunning the outside Amy is, the one inside is even more amazing."
She reached over he hand to his arm and said "Oh, thank you." Her expression changed perceptively "You explained last night that you aren't in a relationship but the previous evening you mentioned you had a couple of kids. I guess they're grown now, are they? Do you see much of them?"
Mark winced as he composed the reply "I'm not sure how to explain this as it's somewhat unorthodox, I do have a boy and a girl but they are not quite 2 yet."
Amy looked enlightened and added "Ah, they are twins then. How come you aren't with their mother? Tell me to butt out if I'm getting too personal."
Again, another wince from Mark "They were born within two weeks of each other but to different mothers." Hoping that would forestall any further interrogation.
"Oh" was Amy's startled reply.
Mark was really wriggling on the hook as he felt it necessary to explain "I should state that I was having an affair with one of the mothers who happens to be a customer of mine. She had a friend at another customer who wanted a sperm donor as she too was concerned about her age and wanted another baby but without having to take a male partner. They colluded together and asked me to see if I would be a sperm donor. What we didn't realise at the time was that I had already made her friend pregnant by then hence the closeness in age. I still go to see the mothers and my children every 4 or 5 months as schedules allow."
"Oh" was Amy's reply again, only this time more thoughtful. "Do you sleep with many of your customers?"
Mark was really cringing now "It might sound like it and there have been four in total but no, not many. Most of my past lovers have been colleagues rather than customers. Oh god that sounds like I'm a serial philanderer. I'm still looking for the one but, in the meantime, I'm having a lot of fun. That makes me sound really bad, doesn't it?"
Amy started to chuckle and replied, "Well you did say it was unorthodox but I have got to know you this last couple of evenings and I like the fact that you helped a stranger even if you were getting your jollies at the time."
They both went silent for a while until Mark broke the silence by asking "I have to address the elephant in the room, what does it mean for you and laughing boy if he flatly refuses to become a father yet?"
Amy took some time to answer but after reflecting said "I'm just going to have to branch out on my own, I guess. I can't tell you how this consumes so much of your life and saps your energy."
Mark leant over and lowered his voice "Oh I get it. I know when Janet was trying to persuade me to help her how much focus she had put into it. I was sceptical at the beginning but she is a wonderful mother to all three of her kids and little Lucy wants for nothing plus she has two older siblings that adore her."
Amy looked quizzical "They aren't yours as well, are they?"
Mark barked out a laugh that made some others around the pool look in his general direction "No, only Luce. Her Mum gives me regular updates on progress. Every couple of days there is a new photo or movie file shared of her doing something or other, just normal life you know. Getting back to topic though, you will regret this in later years if you don't pursue motherhood. I like Tommy, a lot, but if you leave it too long, you'll end up resenting him. On the plus side you won't have any trouble finding a new and willing candidate. Having said that, I said something not too dissimilar to Janet who confessed she was tired of the dating bullshit hence the sperm donation."
Amy leant forward bunching her boobs together again as she enthusiastically proclaimed "That's exactly it. I like Tommy, he romanced me ever so sweetly. I knew all along taking someone so young would be a bit unorthodox but then that was half the appeal but ever since I hit 30 it seems it's all I can think about. I sat him down on New Year's Eve and spelled it out to him but in his head, he's still living the lad's life with his mates."
Mark could see that the lady was tiring of the conversation and so concluded with "Look if it will help, I can contact Janet to see if she would speak to you directly. Maybe knowing someone else has already gone through this will be a small crumb of comfort to you." After sending Janet a message Mark deliberately steered conversation away and the two sat for a further hour talking about nothing in particular.