Several days passed during which I barely saw Dawn but this morning I got a text from her confirming that the passports had arrived. School was finishing at the end of this week, so we agreed to meet up to discuss details of the holiday. When Dawn returned from taking Shannon to school she knocked on my door and came in for a coffee and to make plans. The logistics of the holiday finally hit me; here I was about to go on holiday with my lover with a ten-year-old in tow -- we would never be able to get it on! Dawn could see I was upset and tried to talk me around by saying that we would always have the nights when Shannon was asleep, but I was still annoyed. I made us both another coffee as I pondered the problem, when I had one of those "light bulb" moments! The villa has three bedrooms -- perhaps we could get one of Shannon's friends to join us and they could keep each other amused while Dawn and I made out. I ran this idea past Dawn and she agreed to contact Shannon's best friend's mother, Amanda, to see if Madison could come away with us.
Dawn dialled Amanda there and then and after a few minutes' conversation Dawn broke off to speak to me.
"Amanda wants to know if there's room for her too. She's not happy to let Madison out of the country without her," she said.
Working out the logistics, I thought that the two girls could share one room, Dawn and I in the master bedroom and Amanda in the third room. I agreed but stipulated that Amanda would have to pay for her own fares, but I would cover the cost of those for Madison. Dawn ended the conversation, telling Amanda that she would let her know the dates very soon.
We arranged to go the following week for six days. Within an hour we had the flights booked and a rental car set up for collection at the airport -- happy days. I kissed Dawn excitedly with the thought of making love to her in my Spanish villa filling my mind. I then had another brain wave; I would take Dawn shopping for some clothes for the holiday. She was reluctant at first, telling me I was spending enough taking them on holiday; but I managed to persuade her and we were soon in my car making our way to the local shopping centre. As we strolled down the shopping mall, a small boutique shop caught my eye, primarily because of the pretty, short dresses in the window. I pulled Dawn towards it and we both checked out the window display.
"It's one of those bloody expensive places," said Dawn, "No prices in the window!"
"Let's look anyway," I said, "No harm in looking and I'm feeling in a generous mood today."
We entered the shop and were greeted by the solitary member of staff; a young lady in her early twenties wearing a short flowery dress and a beaming smile.
We checked out the dress racks and Dawn pulled out a few to try on to which I added a couple that caught my eye. Dawn was shown to the dressing room by the assistant and I sat outside. As Dawn emerged sporting each new dress I told her which I liked and which I didn't; any that went anywhere near the knee were instantly rejected! As Dawn returned to the cubicle to remove the sixth dress, I heard her swear.
"Can you help me please?" she called out, "The damn zip is stuck."
The assistant had moved away to replace some of the unwanted dresses back on the racks, so I went to the cubicle to assist Dawn. Pulling the curtain shut behind me, I fiddled with the zipper until I managed to free it and pulled it all the way down. Dawn was now in her underwear, a sight I always found difficult to resist. I peeped out of the curtain and saw that the assistant was busy with another customer near the till. Putting my finger up to my lips to indicate silence I slipped Dawn's plain white knickers down -- mental note to self -- lingerie shop next! -- and sat her on the bench, spreading her thighs as my head made its way to her mons. I kissed her, gently at first but then with more passion and need, my tongue rasping up and down her lips as small whimpers escaped her mouth. Dawn's eyes were closed as she savoured the feeling of my tongue attacking her lips, her moans becoming dangerously loud. When Dawn opened her eyes she looked shocked; turning, I saw the assistant standing with the curtain half pulled aside, her hand up her dress, stroking her pussy.
"Please don't stop," she said, "this has been one of my fantasies since I started here! Make it come true for me, please?"
Never one to disappoint, I returned my mouth to Dawn's pussy and resumed my licking; her juices were coating my mouth and chin and I was lapping up as much as I could -- God I love the taste of this woman!
The assistant moved closer to get a better look, her leg nudging against my side. I moved a hand to her calf and gently began to stroke her leg, my hand gradually working its way up until I met with her hand. She removed her hand so that I could get at her pussy and I began to explore her wet sex; she moaned and pulled my hand harder up against her. Soon I had two fingers inside her pussy, pumping her in time with my licks of Dawn's sweet pussy. I could tell that Dawn was nearing orgasm so I concentrated my attention on her clit, pressing my tongue hard on the little button that was the detonator for her climax -- sure enough she exploded, her hips leaving the bench as she mashed her pussy against my mouth! As she eased down, I removed my lips from her and turned my head. Looking the assistant in the eye, I slowly moved my head towards her sex. She parted her legs further and gave a small nod of assent. My fingers continued to pump her young, tight pussy as my lips and tongue went to work on her labia and clit. She grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me against her hard; I responded by sucking her harder, taking her little clit between my lips and massaging it with my tongue. All of a sudden she became like a rag doll as her orgasm hit her -- I had to support her legs to prevent her falling onto me as the strength was sapped from her body. She slowly recovered and straightened her dress before returning to the shop floor. Dawn looked at me and smiled.
"I must bring you out shopping more often," she said, followed by "Can I taste her from your lips?"
I let Dawn explore my lips and tongue with hers as she sought the taste of the shop assistant.
"Problem is I can't tell what's me and what's her," she said, "but it's very nice and bloody sexy anyway."
When Dawn had finished trying on the dresses we purchased the four we both liked best and I took her to the Ann Summers shop; I wanted some sexy lingerie for this holiday. I let Dawn wander around picking some sets while I explored the shop myself. I picked up a pair of crotchless panties and paid for them without her seeing -- she would definitely be wearing these at some time. Dawn forbade me from seeing her purchases, so I had to turn my back as she was at the counter -- I was just there to pick up the bill!
Having finished shopping, we went for lunch and a glass of wine before returning home. As we neared our flats, Dawn kissed me and thanked me, telling me that she was going to try on her new undies. I asked if I could watch but she was adamant that I couldn't see them until the holiday.
The days until the holiday couldn't pass quickly enough for me. The day before departure, while packing my case I came across the crotchless knickers and decided I would try to get Dawn to wear them on the flight. The plane tickets were such that three of us were one side of the aisle and the other two were in a two-seater row the other side. I was determined to make use of Amanda straight away and have her sit with the girls to give me and Dawn some private time.
I knocked at Dawn's and was let in by Shannon. Dawn was in her bedroom packing for them both and I sat on the bed chatting until Shannon got bored and left the room. As soon as I was sure she was gone I pulled the panties from my pocket and handed them to Dawn.
"A little early holiday present," I said.
Dawn took them from me and examined them.
"I couldn't possibly wear those," she said, "what if someone saw?"
"Whose gonna see apart from me?" I said, "Please wear them on the flight -- I'll make sure you enjoy it if you do."
"I'll think about it," she said, "Now let me get on with my packing -- I don't want you seeing any of my new undies."
I reminded Dawn to liaise with Amanda about where we would be meeting and left, to idle away the rest of the day.
We had a night flight, so I didn't knock for Dawn and Shannon until six in the evening. Shannon was way too excited and Dawn had to keep telling her to calm down. I found her quite amusing, but my mirth wasn't appreciated by Dawn who was clearly struggling to gain control.
When we arrived at the airport and met up with Amanda and Madison, the two girls squealed at an almost deafening level, as they excitedly hugged. We checked in for our flight and went to get a bite to eat before boarding. Both women were wearing pretty sun dresses and my eyes were constantly drawn to a flash of skin here and there on them both as they talked animatedly about the week to come. I told Amanda of the seating arrangement on the flight and that, as I was sure that the two girls would want to sit together, it made sense for her to be with them while Dawn and I sat together.
The flight was packed so I was glad that I had reserved our seats. I let Dawn take the window seat while I was on the aisle. Across the aisle was Amanda, with Madison next to her and Shannon on the other window seat.