see my two colleagues series for context.
The alluring smell of the beach wafted into the large room and over the executives gathered. Another day, another business conference. At least one could get away to beach to refresh and reset. That was what Michelle was thinking as she glanced at her watch. Ten minutes later and it was time for a break. She gathered her things and raced to her room. Stripping from her suit, she quickly changed into a yellow bikini and caught a glimpse her toned and fit figure in the mirror. To hell with the next session. She would skip it. Nobody would notice in a room of 250 people anyway. It was time for the sea she thought as she hurried out of her room.
Two minutes later she broke onto the sand from a line of palm trees and a well-manicured path and headed for the clear green tinted water. Dropping her small bag on the sand, she stepped in and when the water was deep enough, about mid-thigh, dove in.
Michelle luxuriated in the cool water as it provided sweet relief from the tropical heat. It was just the tonic she needed after a day and half of a monotonous business conference that had no end in sight. It would be a long week.
She swam around, enjoying the isolation and the gentle undulation of the sea as it ebbed and flowed around her. Yes, she thought as the water relaxed her, she would come to the beach each afternoon for some me time.
After half an hour under the blazing sun she figured it was time to go. No point getting burned. Feeling great, the sea always made her just a little randy, and thoroughly relaxed she exited the water. Perhaps a solo session with her trusty vibrator she thought absently as she walked to collect her bag.
At the end of the beach she spotted with a small shower hut for washing off the salt of the sea. Being such a warm day, she discarded the idea of toweling off and decided to dry in the sun. She removed her top and threw it in her bag as she walked toward the shower hut. The warm sun on her small firm breasts made her body tingle slightly and she embraced the peaceful solitude of the quiet beach and the soft rustle of the lapping waves. It was turning out to be a good afternoon she mused as the sand squeaked beneath her feet.
Being small and lithe, she quietly made her way to the shower hut to rinse the sea salt from her body. Rounding the back, she was startled to find somebody already inside with the sound of the running water. She stood and waited figuring it would be free in a minute or so and turned her gaze back to the green water and the golden sand.
A few minutes later she realized the water was running but nobody had come out. Her interest piqued, she strained her ears and noted that the sound of the water had not changed. In fact, it didn't sound like there was anybody under the water at all. The hut sounded empty. Maybe somebody had left the shower on earlier. She decided to go in.
She had taken about three steps inside when she saw the back of a man. It took her a millisecond to take it all in. His head was resting, nestled on an arm, and he stood leaning against the timber wall of the hut. He was looking through an open window toward the sea, facing away from her. He was silently but purposefully jerking his cock. He spat into the palm of his hand and continued with a soft grunt.
She stopped in her tracks knowing immediately who it was by the taught body. It was Harry, the guy from sales. He must have already been here she thought to herself.
Damn, the devil must have seen her walking, tits out as it were, up the beach. How sexy to find him like his. His calf muscles were taught, his buttocks tight and his back widened up to broad shoulders. Was that water or sweat on his skin she wondered? Either way, her mind was made up. She moved in like a panther.
"So do you want a hand with that?" she asked in a low playful voice.
Startled, he turned around trying in vain to hide his erection. Panic was etched on his face until his eyes and brain registered that Michelle was actually now in front of him. She was basically naked save her tiny yellow bikini bottoms. Her warm Asiatic skin was light mocha and her smallish breasts, capped by very pointed nipples, glistened with light beads of sweat. She didn't seem to care she was half naked in front of him and this made her even sexier than he had remembered.
He kept a hand over his cock, but it was to no avail. There was no way he could contain what she knew to be a very nice, very hard cock. Nor could he hide the lust in his eyes.
"I am going to help you out, but I don't want to hear a word from you," she ordered as she walked up to him putting a hand in his chest.
Their eyes were locked. She reached up and pulled him down to her face. Her lips hungrily devoured his and their tongues were soon entwined. They had flirted for years and at the last conference, about a year ago, she had fucked him in his hotel room after a swim in the pool. And here he was again. Hard. Ready. Hers.
Michelle felt his broad back and ran her hands over his firm buttocks shaped by years of athletics training. God, I am going to enjoy this she thought, I am going to drain him.
"So you were watching me walk up the beach and decided you'd have a jerk you dirty pervert," she chided as he began to nuzzle her neck.
"I guess you want fuck me real bad after watching me walk up here with my tits out so it's only fair that I get to have some fun with you," she teased smiling at him.
"Shut up and say nothing and I just might let you have what you want," she added.
As they kissed her hands made their way over his pecs and down his stomach. Not back for 45 she thought, not bad at all. Harry had started to tremble under her touch and reveled in the sensation as Michelle's small hand closed around his rabid cock. One hand moved to cup his heavy balls as the other stroked ever so slowly up and down his long shaft. About a good six half inches and nice and thick she estimated. And very hard too.
Michelle loved the size of his cock. Perfect. There would be no need for the rabbit in the hotel room tonight she figured. This cock would be hers once more. But first she had to take charge. This would happen on her terms.
"I am going to make you cum like you haven't in a long time you naughty boy," she gloated, "fancy being our age and still jerking off like a teenager watching a woman swim at the beach".
He groaned quietly under her touch.
Michelle heard the birds singing in the trees behind the shower and dreamily thought about how nice it felt to have his cock in her hand. She would soon have it in her mouth but first she wanted to play with it. Dominate it. Own it.
It made her pussy tingle to think that she was also behaving like a teenager even though she, like Harry was in her mid-forties.
"I am going to tell you a little story. But the deal is you have to shut up and do nothing but listen. Don't touch me, don't move. Just stay quiet," she ordered.
Harry nodded dumbly.
"I remember the first time I caught a guy jerking in the shower. Must be about twenty-five years ago. It had been after a party with some guy, I think his name was Dave, in a university dorm. I was about twenty and was brushing my teeth wearing a white tee shirt and little black panties. I guess he was about eighteen and he was in the shower nearby. I noticed him ogling me from behind the shower curtain. You guys are all the same. Anyway, I quickly spun around and whipped the curtain open to find him with a hand on a very hard, very soaped up penis".
"A bit like yours is now Harry, but yours is fatter and longer. So, I stepped into the shower with him and in seconds my white tee shirt was totally see through. I could tell he liked seeing my titties. Without hesitating I reached down and started jerking his cock. Just like I am jerking yours now Harry boy".
Harry was breathing hard. His eyes were red with lust from her teasing.
"I asked him, do you like my titties? Cause that's nice boner you got for me.
He was looking down to see my little Vietnamese nipples poking through my wet shirt. He'd told me later he had never seen tits before. Then he cries out "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum real soon,". So I start kissing him. Suddenly I felt this sticky hot stuff as he unloaded onto my wet tits. Mmmm Harry. That's right, he unloaded onto these very titties. Oh, how it makes hot telling you this. He came all over my hands and all the up the front of my wet shirt".
"I took him back to my bed and fucked him every which way. I think I even fingered myself off to a few orgasms after I kicked him out. Oh Harry, hang on a little longer. Don't worry, I'm gonna let you cum soon. Feels like you enjoy my story, you're throbbing and your dick feels hot in my hand"
All Harry could do was moan.
"I love this shaft. Mmm this big cock fat head will feel great in my pussy. Remember last year when you had it inside me? Do you know how wet I am right now?" she teased dragging her fingers lightly up and down his raging erection.
Fondling Harry's cock in the shower by the sea, it was all she could do to not push him down onto the bench nearby and mount him for a deep hard quickie. But, all in good time. It was just as her eyes closed for a kiss that Michelle thought she saw another person.
Maria stood in the shadows of the entrance in a light blue bathing suit watching them make out. She was close enough to have heard most of what Michelle had said. Maria was turned on and moved to get a better view while a hand absentmindedly began gently tweaking her nipple through her bathing suit material. That was when she was spotted by Michelle.
Michelle's brain raced. What the hell is Maria doing here? Oh my God, she is feeling herself up? Harry, with his back turned was oblivious and lost in the sensation of Michelle wanking him. He was immensely turned on by her dirty story. His tongue was probing her mouth, his hands sliding down her bare back to her firm ass. As he began kissing the side of her neck, Michelle felt herself getting weaker. And wetter. Opening her eyes, she again saw Maria. Without thinking about it, she motioned her to enter.
Maria came up slowly and quietly behind Harry.
Michelle slid a hand behind Harry's neck pulling him to kiss her as the other hand once again moved slowly down his chest and abdomen to his straining cock. He moved back to allow her hand access and she cupped his manhood and gave it a squeeze. Suddenly, Harry was startled when another pair of hand slipped around his chest.
Maria walked to his side as he turned from Michelle and moved up to kiss him. Greedily her tongue pressed into his mouth as Michelle looked on. Harry moaned not knowing what was happening and Michelle started rapidly caressing his cock which had begun throbbing wildly.
Maria smiled at him and winked before looking down at Michelle's hand wrapped around his fat cock. The fat cock that she herself had enjoyed a year or so ago.
