Bucky's chartered flight taxied to a stop next to the VIP Gate of Copenhagen Kastrup International Airport. A uniformed skycap carried his luggage inside where he was briefly interviewed and then whisked through immigration and customs. His welcoming party was waiting outside the directorates' exit at the executive reception lounge. He spied the trio of Birgit and Bonnie and a blond beau-hunk protectively stuck to Bonnie's arm. The young man seemed unhappy, grumbling about being left behind for the week. He gestured towards the American man who had just walked in.
"But why all week? And why does he get to go?"
"It's a family thing. Father, mother, and daughter."
"You didn't even know you had a father until last month."
"Well, now I do and I want to get to know him better."
Her recently reunited parents overheard the exchange. Despite his impolite rectitude, Birgit was pleased that Bonnie had found better companions after Bucky's assistance. Her new boyfriend was a chiseled Adonis, an up-and-coming soccer potential, rising steadily in the lively Euro-football circuit. Her mind flashed an analogous vision of the handsome sportsman's cock up and cumming in her daughter's lively pussy.
She looked at Bucky and recalled similar times in Texas, in the front seat of his pickup truck and the joy she felt then when Bucky's cock was up and cumming inside her youthful spasming pussy. Birgit's hope was that the boyfriend was affording Bonnie a similar joy in their blossoming relationship.
After attempting to, but probably faltering at, easing his despair with a withering goodbye kiss, Bonnie skipped off with an affectionate see-you-again-soon wave to catch up with her parents as they boarded the private resort-chartered flight to Cannes.
The Cote d'Azur city was abuzz with sunshine and beaches and celebrities. Eager to see the sights while being seen, it was a quick change and hustle to the beach, where the family unit strolled the topless zone of the famous strand, a spicy vista that built Bucky's libido all afternoon and into the evening.
He was more than ready when nighttime rolled around and he fucked Birgit for the first time in decades. She was still very skilled in cowgirl and invoked their joint reminiscences of pickup truck sex. Good daughter Bonnie slept in the second bedroom, letting her parents get reacquainted intimately without interference.
The next day, they returned to trolling the beach. They snickered and giggled as they spied on the calculated celebrity wardrobe malfunctions that provided 'unintentional' nip slips for the feral paparazzi's publicity photos.
That night, after gently fucking Birgit to sleep, Bucky snuck to Bonnie's room. She was awake in her bed, her patience slowly but surely weakening. Bucky rewarded her restraint by robustly fucking her all night, ending their short abstinence with fulfilling coital incest.
Those days of being immersed in the Danish women's stupendous sexual charms would have satisfied any man on the planet. But Birgit and Bonnie had gossiped about their times with the Texas stud and understood his vigor in all of life's ventures. They let the macho man follow his egotistical caprices and exude his macho maleness.
And then fate intervened. Bucky was showing off his bronco-busting style with a mechanical bull at one of Cannes out of the way nightspots. He wasn't as spry as he used to be and got thrown to the mats by an out-of-synch buck. He gamely tried to get up but the pain in his lower back gave him pause. He heard and was embarrassed by the other patrons' good-natured jibes while he was carted off for home by his two lovely lady companions.
He was unable to perform that night, much to the females' disappointment, but especially his own. He was grumpy for days about the situation. The women were tolerant of his complaints and frailty until they weren't. That's when Bonnie had an inspiration and Birgit had the connections to make it happen.
That night, Bucky, his back in an elastic waist compression band, was sprawled on the living room couch at the beachside bungalow. Bonnie and Birgit entered decked out in sexy disco dresses for another night on the town. Bucky made a grimaced face.
"I don't think I'm up for carousing the scenes tonight."
They giggled and Birgit spoke up.
"Oh, yes. We understand. You need to rest. But we don't."
Bucky's face showed his grumpy sarcasm.
"Oh, wow, thanks for the sympathy."
Bonnie snickered and Birgit smiled wide at his distress. The older of the pair called over her shoulder towards the entry vestibule.
"Niki. Vien ici, ChΓ©rie..."
Bucky braced up on elbows as a little French mademoiselle stepped shyly into the room. She wore a white blouse, black skirt, and school shoes and her hair was dark waves that surrounded her head and were cut to leave her shoulders bare.
"We hired you a babysitter for the night."