No one spoke on the ride up to their floor, the girls all looked flushed, the men strained, he noticed that he wasn't the only one with a hard on; also the girls were looking at them too.
When he closed the door to their room, Terry had switched on the bedside table light.
She was looking into his eyes as she unzipped the dress, letting it fall to the floor.
She was in a black basque with a tiny thong the strings tied at the side; she sat on the bed while he undressed and hung his uniform up; he turned to her when he was naked, and he stood before her his huge erection in front of her eyes.
He bent and kissed her gently pushing her back onto the bed, his fingers pulling the ties of the thong. Then he was on his knees between her legs, she raised them bending her knees and then his head was between them. She felt his mouth clamp over her vulva sucking tormenting the lips to open, and then his tongue, his delicious tongue entered.
She gave a gasp and then a long groan her hands clasped to his head pushing it.
His hands were fumbling with the basque unable to open it. She pushed them away unclipping it herself letting it fall open, his hands were on them kneading them pinching and twisting the nipples.
She was out of control and loving it; she reached down and found his erection, grasping it tightly she began to jerk it she felt his body tense and knew he was out of control too.
Suddenly, he stood up bent to grasp her buttocks, lifting them, to meet him as he thrust hard and deep into her, and then again and again going faster and faster. She could feel the tremors starting, she could feel the tension building in his buttocks, where her nails were digging in, and the climax as they came together, she could feel the heat of his ejaculation flooding her, then her own body releasing it self.
He lay across her body; he was heavy, but she didn't mind, his head was by her breasts, her hands in his hair.
She wondered at the marvel that this man, her man, who could unlock the passions of her body, that she never knew she had. That with a look or a touch could enflame her with such exquisite desire.
They woke the next morning at nine deciding not to have breakfast, after the heavy dinner of the night before and settled for coffee from the room's coffee maker.
Terry avoided his grab saying, "We're going for a swim, if you are a good boy, then perhaps later", ending any argument.
She slipped into a flowered bikini that was quite small a lot of it being taken up by string Robert thought. Terry was putting her hair up and pining it as he put on his trunks, "What about your hair won't you get it wet?"
"Doesn't matter, I'm having my hair done at 12 in the hotel hairdressers".
They put on their bathrobes and moved towards the lift, which dropped them off on the pool floor.
They were pleased to find it empty of any others.
Terry entered the water and began to swim, she cut through the water like a shark. He watched her; she used the Australian crawl, and made a racing turn at each end of the pool.
She'd made about ten lengths before she realised he wasn't in the pool, "Are you coming in?"
"Yes, I was just admiring your style".
"Junior champion of the Highlands, and I have a cup to prove it," she said boasting.
He dived in coming up in front of her, "Clever little you," he said, "But how's your mouth to mouth resuscitation?" Pulling her to him and giving her a long kiss his hands on her bottom holding her hard against him.
"Hey, didn't you two get enough of that last night?" It was July coming through the door with Bill Tim and Sue.
"Where's the other two?" Terry asked.
"On their way now", July said shedding her bathrobe.
Sue following suit, they both entered the water. Bill and Tim were sat on the marble bench looking a little hung over.
Robert claimed out to join them, just then Tom arrived with Carol, and Carol took of her robe and joined the girls in the pool.
Carol's bikini confirmed his suspicion that the girls had bought them from the same shop, they were different colours but the style was the same, brief.
Tom sat down with them; he too looked the worst for wear.
The girls were in a cluster in the middle of the pool whispering and giggling.
"I have a feeling we are being discussed," said Bill, "And probably being evaluated."
Every now and then one of them would look over their shoulder and then say something, and the giggling would begin again.
"How come you look so fresh Robbie?" Tim asked
"Well I had a good night's sleep", he replied.
"You slept," Tom said aghast, "While I was up holding the honour of the RAF".
"How often did you up hold up the honour Tom?" Bill asked.
Tom showed three fingers; Tom looked at Bill, who raised four, and they looked at Tim who showed four, and they all looked at Robert, who slowly raised one.
To justify himself, Robert said, "Remember chaps it's not the quantity but the quality that matters."
The three snorted, Tim said to Bill and Tom, "This morning too?" They nodded, "Yeah, me too."
"Let's break that gathering up", said Tim, "We'll give them something to giggle about".
He quickly out lined his plan. The three took off their bathrobes and at Tim's signal the four dived in together. Robert swam under water seeing a bikini bottom in front of him he pulled the tie's on the waist lose and the tie on the back, before swimming away.
Coming up by the side of the pool, the other three men joined him.
There was bedlam in the centre of the pool the girls were shrieking trying to find their bottom half's while trying to maintain a grip on their top half.
"We'd best go and help," said Bill a lecherous look on his face.
Robert swam to Terry, who was trying to locate her bottom half.
She looked up as he arrived, her eyes blazing.
"That's not funny Bobby," she snapped.
"Oh, I thought it was," he said, "A lot more fun than having our last night's performances discussed."
He pulled her to him his hands on her naked bottom and gave her a kiss, his hand moved her arm that was trying to cover her breast and he covered it with his hand.
She was at the edge of the pool; nowhere else to retreat, he pushed his hips hard against her she could feel his erection hard against her belly.
She pushed his head back panting
"No Bobby, please, there others here, help me find my bottoms, please darling."
Reluctantly he pulled away and dived under water finding the flowered bottom a few feet away. He returned with it "I'll hold it in place while you tie the sides".
She was aware of his hand cupping her vulva the thumb stroking it.
"OK, all done," her voice husky, "can you tie the back up now please?"
They swam to the steps and climbed out; Carol was reacquainted with her bikini, but Bill and July were otherwise engaged in something else, her arms were round Bills neck and her legs were round his waist. Tim, on the other hand, was groping Sue.
Terry looked at them for a second or so and then said, "Let's get back to the room."
