All you read here is true. Only our names and those of our friends have been changed to hide our identities.
Friday
This would be our last day together as Sharon was to fly home in the evening.
I woke to listen to Sharon breathing very deeply. No surprise really, after a heavy night of drinking she fell straight to sleep once her head hit the pillow. I lay there for a while before getting out of bed and making myself a coffee. I sat on the sofa looking at my iPad trying to make sense of the mess that most places around the world seemed to be in.
I'd been there for a good hour when I decided to check in on Sharon. She was beginning to stir, so I decided to sit on the edge of the bed and wait for her to wake. A couple of minutes went by and I climbed back into bed, disturbing Sharon. Her eyes squinted at me. "Morning."
"Hi, how's your head?"
"Still there." She said.
"No headache?"
"Ummm. No."
She scrambled over to me. "Thank you for looking after me last night. Was I bad?"
"I've seen worse but it didn't take you long to fall to sleep."
"Really. I don't remember much after I met you in the bar."
"I'm not surprised."
"Did we make love?"
"No. You were in no fit state to."
"You know you could have don't you?"
"Yes I know we could but no we didn't."
She leaned toward me. "We could now!" Then giving me a kiss. "Anyway, I need to reward you for looking after me."
For the next 15 minutes or so we made love. Compared to some of our morning fucks this was really a loving sensual fuck. Lots of kissing and touching of each other's bodies. Sharing a slow but powerful orgasm.
The morning was fairly relaxed. We had some breakfast and then mostly sat listening to music and chatting.
Sharon had agreed with Teri that she would go over to see her at about eleven o'clock, when they could spend a couple of hours together saying their goodbyes.
I decided to go for a walk and agreed to meet Sharon in a seafront bar at one o'clock.
I got there shortly before one o'clock and Sharon arrived some ten minutes later. We sat and drank a couple of beers and chatted about various subjects, but mainly about things she couldn't remember from the night before. You've got license here Steve, I thought to myself, and gave her some ridiculous answers to the questions she was asking. But Sharon knew I was winding her up and didn't question me again on her evening.
We spent maybe an hour or so at the bar, when I said to Sharon. "How about we go back and have some fun?"
Now I had her attention. She moved forwards towards me. "And what kind of fun do you have in mind?"
"Well, I'm sitting chatting with you but I think our time for talking is done and I'm looking at you thinking I want to play with you and fuck your body!"
Sharon said nothing for a few moments but just looked at me and then said. "That sounds a great idea."
"Then let's do it." I said.
Again she stared at me. A long pause. "What is it you want to do to me?"
I knew exactly what I wanted to do to her. "We go back and shower. You suck on my cock. I'll sit and you stand on the sofa, so I can lick your cunt. I'll fuck you and then fuck your asshole. I'll come in you and you can lick my cock clean!"
Again, Sharon looked at me, this time with a smile on her face. Slowly she crossed her legs giving me a glimpse of her cunt. "That all sounds wonderful but we need to add yogurt or cream to our play!"
"You can add what you want, so long as you do as you're told." I said
"Oh, even better, now you want to dominate me, control me? I like that."
"Shall we?"
"Yes. Let's!"
We sat and stared at each other. I was running through my mind what we had just agreed to. At that moment I was wondering if Sharon was thinking the same. I later found out she was.
"Shall we go?"
"Let's" Sharon said.
We walked back to the apartment hand in hand just adding some detail to what we were about to do. Squeezing hands when suggestive comments we liked were made. That's what is good about our relationship, we are both happy to talk explicitly to each other about how we want to fuck and play, and try things.
This was our last few hours together before Sharon was to fly home. Although nothing was said. I knew we both had in mind to make this last afternoon together special.