The Boys in Blue

They were out side arrivals when the six emerged all in heavy winter clothes. Strange to think it's winter back home, and we are here in the warmth, he thought.

After the greetings was over, the girls piled into Terry's Camry and the boys into his Range Rover.

Terry showed them their rooms while he prepared drinks and nibbles. The first down was Carol and Tom. Carol had taken a cue from Terry and had changed into shorts with a bikini top, while Tom wore long swimming trunks with a flower pattern on them. Then the other four arrived together, all similarly dressed.

The girls were all sitting on the sun beds chatting away to Terry whilst the boys were gathered around the bar while he made rum punch.

Looking over towards the girls, he noticed the whiteness of their bodies compared to the golden tan of Terry's, even he was much darker than the boys, as they brought him up to date with events back home.

Later that night as she lay in his arms in bed, Terry whispered.

"I think they'll all sleep tonight, the rum punches, plus the wine over dinner and the travelling as just about knocked them out," she murmured, "I'm taking the girls down to Bridgetown tomorrow shopping."

"I'll hang out with the lads until you get back; I still want to know what happened to Dave and Dick at the wedding."

"They'll be talking about my sister you know." she said peeved.

"Yes, I wonder which side of the family you girls got your sex drive from?"

The boys were all around the pool, drinking beer from ice-cold bottles. They'd been swimming everyone in boxer trunks, except Bill, who was in black Speedo's. Which couldn't hide, what was inside them, when the girls arrived back.

They dashed upstairs, returning twenty minutes later. Robert was at the bar when Terry came over to help carry the drinks. She had changed into a new bikini that he'd not seen before.

"Bloody hell Terry," he whispered, "that's a bit daring isn't it?"

It was in Royal Blue, made up of small triangles of material two just covering her nipples, another covering her vulva, and he could see the whiteness of her skin which other bikinis had covered, another triangle disappeared in to the cleft of her bottom.

"Nonsense," she giggled back, "there all the rage in Brazil, all the girls have bought them. The shop has just taken delivery of them."

The girls were standing, when they brought the drinks over letting the boys see their latest purchases.

"So what do you think boy's?" Said July wiggling her bum seductively.

The expression on their faces, not to mention else where made it clear what they thought. Bill was twitching in his seat realising Speedo's have their drawbacks.

"Why Bill," Sue said cheekily, "You're a big boy aren't you."

Bill gave up trying to hide what was obvious.

"Any craftsman will tell you that if you don't use a tool, it will never ware out," Bill replied in a superior voice.

July looked at him in mock horror.

"So what where you doing in the flight over, in the toilets, not to mention this morning.... polishing it?" She said a little miffed.

"You joined the mile high club?" Carol said envy in her voice.

They all dissolved laughing, when Bill announced he would change, with what little dignity he had left.

They left them in the pool splashing around while he helped Terry in the kitchen preparing lunch.

"You know darling I think we may need to change the filters more regularly this week," she said chuckling.

They had just returned from a night out at Tessie's all six a little drunk not being used to her lethal rum punches. Robert asked if they needed a nightcap.

"Not for me," replied Sue, "God I'm so hot, I'm going to take a dip."

With that, she dropped her dress, shrugging off her bra and entered the pool in just her thong, the other two girls followed suite; the men close behind, naked.

"Come on lets leave them to it," Terry said.

They were undressing when Terry in her thong was looking out over the veranda.

"Hey," she whispered, "look at this?"

The six were hard at it, Tim and Tom in the pool with Sue and Carol whilst Bill and July were in the Jacuzzi. July's legs over his shoulders his buttocks ramming into her.

Terry smiled to her self, has she felt his erection pressing into her bottom.

Over the next few days, they were active. They took them out on Tomick, out to where the sea turtles were. Then donned flippers and masks to swim amongst them, later with the girls spread out sunbathing on the fly bridge the boys quaffed ice cold 'buds' from the fridge.

"You know Robbie," Bill said, "I could get used to this life, nothing to do but a spot of fishing or swimming."

"Yes but you would be dead inside a month," Tim interceded, "you'd screw yourself to death." They all laughed.

Robert had been telling Tim about the boat when Sue and Carol came down from the fly bridge.

"God but it's hot up there," Sue complained. "We're going in for a dip."

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Carol and she climbed down the steps to the diving platform, whilst the boys stood at the rail admiring the view.

It was obvious that Carol was the stronger swimmer of the two, cutting through the water using the crawl, whilst Sue used the breaststroke.

After a while, they climbed out and laid down on the diving platform to dry off.

Robert along with the other three was looking down on them mentally comparing their bodies. Sue although short had the most pronounced curves with her large bust and hips, but Carol had the better legs long and slim with a flat tummy Robert thought.

He glanced at the boys and wasn't surprised to see they had hard's on.

Sue suddenly opened her eyes seeing the boys looking down on them.

"Tim darling can you bring the suntan lotion down here please?"

Tim shook himself and with a wide smile retrieved the lotion from Sue's bag.

Tom followed him "I'd better get Carol's," he said has a way of explanation.

"Good idea Tom," Bill said, "I'd better see if July needs some has well." Disappearing up to the fly bridge.

Robert smiled to himself, suddenly on his own in the cockpit; he moved down to the galley to get another Buds.

When he turned to go back to the saloon, he saw Terry standing at the top of the steps.

"I thought you were catching some rays," he asked.

"I was, but I think Bill has other ideas for July, and I don't want to be a party pooper," she chuckled.

"Have you seen the others?" Robert inquired.

"Err no, but I heard them down on the platform, that was enough for me," she replied laughing.

Robert smiled "well do you want a Buds or some thing else?

Terry looked at him a slow smile breaking out on her face.

"It seems our guests are other wise engaged at the moment; I'll have a buds, but can I have it in the master bedroom?"

Robert stood to one side has she passed him, picking up a bottle he followed her into the bedroom.

On another day, they had a picnic down on the beach, all of them beginning to turn various shades of either pink or light golden brown from the sun.

Jeremy and Pearl joined them when they eat out or visited Tessie's.

By now the girls had lost some of their inhibitions and were sunbathing topless around the pool including Terry.

Robert suggested that Tim take the Range Rover to view the sights of the island, the six just about squeezing in to it.

It seemed quite after they had left; Terry was in the study down loading some CDs on to her play lists. She could control what music the PC had by a small laptop that selected which room in the villa she wished the music to be played in, through the speakers that were arranged around the villa.

He was lying naked on the bed when she returned to the bedroom taking a nap; she undressed and joined him on the bed snuggling up to him, his arm automatically reaching over to hold her.

She listened to the birds singing and the sound of the waves flopping on to the beach, she had never felt so happy she realised, as she too drifted off to sleep.

She woke up hearing her name being called by Robert; he informed her that Pearl was here with Tommy. She slipped into her shorts and bikini top and went down.

He was down at the bottom of the garden playing football with Tommy, and Pearl, was sat by the pool.

"I hope we didn't break any thing up," Pearl asked.

"No, we were just taking a nap," even Terry thought that sounded lame.

"Why are the others wearing you out?" chuckled Pearl

"No, but you would think they should be, there always at it."

"It's coming from a cold climate to warm one, the heat always gets the men going. It was just the same in LA." Pearl murmured.

"How long were you in LA?" Terry asked.

"I did three years at UCLA and two years with an Architect company before returning to the Island."

"So why did you come back, I thought LA was supposed to be a hot town?"

"Let's say it got too hot for me." Pearl replied.

"Oh, how do you mean?"

"I had a couple of bad experiences there," Pearl paused to think before going on, "In the last year at UCLA I had a boy friend he was in the football team.

Well we used to get a little wild, along with the booze we'd smoke a little grass, it was the norm at that time.

Anyhow I was in his room, in the dorm, we were making love when three of his friends came in after he had finished, they took turns on me.

The stupid thing was; it wasn't rape, I was sort of aware what as going on but I was too stoned to care.

Then when I started at the design firm I had a fling with one of the bosses I knew he was married but he was good in bed. Then one day he told me, not asked, but told me I had to entertain a prospective customer. That's when I realised, just how low I had fallen; I was just an under paid hooker as far as he was concerned. That's when I came home." She smiled but not with her eyes.

"I'm so sorry Pearl," Terry whispered.

Pearl brightened, "Don't be, it was the best move I have ever made, I met Jeremy, and we all lived happily ever after."

They changed the subject as he came up the garden with Tommy.

When they arrived back, they gathered at the pool all except Tom, who went into the kitchen with a package, they were telling them where they had been and what they had done when Tom returned.

"Tomorrow night we are having a BBQ party," Tom said, "We found this butchers that sold authentic Angus steaks we've bought ten. I'll do the BBQ, and Tim and Bill will prepare the food and, lay out the table, all you girls, only need to do, is look attractive. Robbie and Jeremy can do the drinks".

"Wow," said Pearl, "that's an offer we can't refuse, let's go all hog and make it a Hawaiian fancy dress."

All the girls immediately gathered to discuss what they would wear, while Tom asked Robert how he worked the BBQ. Which Robert said he hadn't a clue, as it hadn't been used yet.

They next morning the girls left early to go shopping with Pearl, who was going to meet them, leaving the boys to sort out the BBQ area.

When they arrived back, laden with parcels and bags, Terry handed some over to Robert. "These are Chinese lanterns they need to be strung up around the dance area, also there are candles that need to be placed, we won't be using electricity for lights. I've bought you your outfit to wear you can change later when you have all done."

"Yessam mam is there's any thing else I can do for you misses," he replied in a Bajan accent.

She patted him on the cheek "perhaps later."

The girls came down from unloading the bags and boxes and began cutting flowers from the garden, taking arm full back upstairs.

By seven, thirty they had finally figured out how open up the lanterns and hang them, they had arranged the candles and the cane braziers around the patio that was going to be a dance floor. Tom had finally figured out how to light the BBQ.

Bill and Tim were in the kitchen preparing the food, when Robert decided he had earned a beer, when he heard Terry's voice. "Boys come up and get changed now.".

When he moved into the bedroom Terry, be still in her dress she worn that day, seeing him looking she said, "I'll change later after you have your costume on, it's on the bed".

A pair of long flowered beach shorts with a Hawaiian shirt lay on the bed.

"Oh, gee thanks, I'll look a right burke in that out fit," he moaned. But the glare he received from Terry left him with no choice, but to comply.

Seeing the others were in similar get ups improved his spirits, even Jeremy looked relieved when he arrived with Pearl, who gave the boys a wolf whistle as she dashed upstairs to change.

As Tim and Bill were in the kitchen, Tom starting up the BBQ and Jeremy mixing drinks at the bar, Robert took his beer over to the patio and sat down.

When the girls came down they were all wearing sarongs with a bikini top, flowers in their hair and garlands of flowers round their necks. They all congregated around Jeremy at the bar all except July, who came over to him looking serious. She sat down beside him.

"Robbie," she said softly, "some thing happened to Bill over there, what was it?"

He was thrown by the question; it took a second or two for him understand.

"What do you mean July, nothing happened to him."

"Don't lie Robbie, please; some thing happed; he's been having nightmares. Some times he's soaked in sweat when he has them, he seems to be flying a plane, mumbling about falling pressure or something."

Robert knew then, what it was; she was referring to, the day Bill's aircraft had been shot up, and he had lost an engine. He'd nursed that aircraft back to Bastion for nearly an hour slowly losing speed and altitude. He could have ejected, most other pilots would have, but he'd stuck with the A10 until he landed her.

What Bill was having was a form of delayed shock of how close he had come to death.

He looked at July seeing the pleading in her eyes, her concern was for Bill, and so he told her the truth.

When he had finished, he saw a tear slowly running down her cheek, she gave a brave smile. "The big ape," she whispered, "he wouldn't tell me; he puts this big act on, covering up what he, what all of you do. As if it's a weakness to say you are scared, instead he acts the clown."

"July it will pass, he's got you and that will help a hell of a lot, just give him time, being here a tropical paradise, compared to the shit hole that we came from, well, its just made him realise what he has to live for."

"Do you get the golly wobbles Robbie?"

"July we all do, any one who says different is a liar, it just gives you the incentive to live life to the full".

"Thanks Robbie for being honest with me, I think I understand him, all of you, a little better now. Well I had better rejoin the party," She stood and wiped the tears from her face and rejoined the girls.

Terry came over after she had gone and sat down. "Did you talk to her Bobby?" She asked quietly.

He looked at her for a moment, be fore answering.

"Yes, I think she feels better about it now, so she had spoken to you then about Bill?"

"Yes; only me, she was going frantic with worry. Bill would just clam up when she brought up the subject. Funny they are so alike in many ways; they try to hide behind a facade of being comedians."

"Well I think she feels happier about it now, come on lets enjoy the party," he said rising and taking her hand.

Tom, Bill and Tim glowed with pleasure at the praise heaped on them for their culinary achievement.

Tom steaks had been cooked to perfection, his roasted bananas, split when black and then filled with Cointreau and a large dollop of brandy cream had wowed the girls.

Robert studied the three pilots to see them laughing and joking; you would think they hadn't a care in the world. But he knew behind that facade lay a hardened professional, a man who laid his life on the line every time he took to the air.

They knew the risks and dangers, but accepted them as part of the job. He knew this was one aspect of their character, his character, which could never be shared with those they loved. He knew that on the ground back in civilian life they were hooligans, but his chest filling with pride for them, his hooligans.

After the table had been cleared, Tim announced that the girls in payment for their culinary masterpiece, as he put it, should now provide the evenings entertainment.

Terry changed the music to Hawaiian; the girls lined up and began dancing their version of a hula hula dance with lots of hip movements, as the music got faster, so their bodies responded their breasts bouncing around to the rhythm as their hips swayed faster and faster.

Suddenly Bill's voice shouted above the music "get um off."

The chant, taken up with the rest of the men, when the music stopped the girls got into a huddle, and then Terry selected some thing on her music console.

The music started again a slow sexual number the girls began to dance again their hips rotating to the music, they seemed to take their lead from Pearl, first the neck garland was discarded, then slowly they unclipped the sarong letting it fall to the floor. The rum and wine had obviously had, had an effect on their inhibitions. Then they pulled the cord of their bikini tops turning their backs on the men their hips still swaying to the music and then the cord around their necks, looking over their shoulders, at the men a sexy smile on their faces. They turned back to face them their arm holding the top in place, as the music stopped the let the top drop to the floor, then rushed to sit on the lap of their man.

Terry could feel his erection struggling in the tight beach shorts, her breasts were heaving at the exertion of the dancing, and she was turned on she knew, the expressions on the men's faces had done that. She kissed him her tongue finding his mouth dry; she could feel him rubbing her bottom.

"Let's go for a walk," she said huskily rising from his lap.

She led him down to the beach.

She was laid on the sun bed, he along side her, and the others had gone out in the Rover.

The days were racing by, and only a few days were left before they returned to England. Terry brought up the subject that she had been avoiding for so long,

"What happens to you when we get back Bobby?" She asked in a low voice.

He turned to look at her sad, beautiful face, her hair cascading like molten waterfall around her shoulders.

'We have two months at Renton selecting and training the last four to bring the squadron up to strength and then back out again," he said slowly.

She nodded not daring to speak in case she broke down.

"Still we will have our first Christmas together," he said trying to lighten the mood, "where would you want to spend it?"

She knew that her parents would be busy with guests for Hogmanay she smiled.

"At the cottage I want to cook Christmas dinner for you," she whispered, "how much leave will you have?"

"Should get three or four days if nothing comes up," he answered.

"If you get that time off, I'll guarantee you, something will come up," giving a sexy chuckle.

"Teresa Barlow, if you're public realised just what a sex maniac you were."

"I'd sell a lot more CDs, but then I had a very good instructor; I wasn't until he took me in hand," she laughed.

"Oh really," he replied, "I seem to remember being ravished in my own bed," he chuckled, as his hand moved towards her waist.

"Do you want a repeat performance," her voice dropping as her eyes darkened.

They had seen the six off on the morning flight, all of them a little hung over from the party of the night before. The girls were crying as they said their farewells.

Back at the villa they began to pack, they would be leaving on the evening flight. She had left instructions for Hanna to use any of the food left in the fridges, and he had left his instructions for Sam to care for 'Tomick'. The couple would still be employed even in their absence.