It was the third night of the holiday. Jim and Sally had returned to their apartment from enjoying their light evening meal and drinks in a local bar. They were both tense but in a good way. Still drinking, but slowly sipping, not swigging it back, the couple sat talking quietly. Jim was dressed in light slacks and thin shirt while his wife had on a short black evening dress and not much else bar from hold up stockings and high heel shoes.
There was a noise from next door. Jim became more alert - Sally began to take deep breaths. The creak from a dry door hinge told the couple the neighbour had stepped out onto his balcony. Sally very slowly rose from her seat and turned to go out and sample the evening air, taking her drink with her. She, at first, ignored the movement of the man standing on the balcony adjacent to their apartment and bent low to place down her glass on a small occasional table. Her dress being short and tight began to ride up almost to her hips exposing in the dim light the naked flesh above her stocking tops, that is, the flesh of her upper thighs and the soft lower parts of her poste-rior. She moved very slowly, shifting a magazine and bottle taking almost a minute before she again stood upright. The man next door enjoyed the view.
Smoothing out her stockings, she lifted a foot and placed it on the low wall. Though most would describe it as low, nevertheless, it would be considered high for a woman in a tight short dress to rest a foot on the top while she adjusted her stockings, so much so that her dress finished up bunched around her hips and belly. The woman had exposed to full view, both her backside and her vagina. She looked up at the man next door and saw he was playing with his erect penis.
'Have you had a good evening?'
'Very nice, thank you,' answered the woman. 'You appear to be having a pleasurable time your-self.'
'I am,' he answered, continuing to masturbate slowly.
The woman leaned back against a concrete beam leaving her foot on the wall and placed her hand between her legs, massaging her clitoris, while facing her neighbour. It seemed very surreal when her husband walked out on the balcony holding a bottle and topped up his wife's almost empty glass. Without speaking or acknowledging the wanking man next door, he then walked to the far corner and sat on a small chair, unfastened his trousers and exposed his cock - he was here to watch.
Sally, didn't want to ruin the charade or kill the sexual tension of the moment but then, realising what she had to say would almost certainly add to the thrill, she chose her words carefully and calmly. Without stopping the movement of her wrist that was between her legs she looked past the pool and across the darkened courtyard to the building beyond.
'There appears to be someone watching me - he has binoculars.'
'Let him have a thrill.' Den told her.
Sally stared across at the building where she just about managed to make out a voyeur, one hand on his binoculars the other busy jerking up and down near his midriff.
'Does that excite you too, Sal?' Jim asked.
'It does, yes!'
Standing up, Jim walked over to his wife, who was still playing with herself. With a swift move-ment he unzipped her black dress and pulled it from her shoulders. Sally helped it fall to the floor, leaving her in just her hold-up stockings, nothing else, apart from her high-heel shoes. Jim cradled her breasts from behind and tweaked her nipples.
'I think we should give him a real sex show,' Jim said.
In no time at all, Den, having easily scaled the short dividing wall was standing in front of her, na-ked from waist down. Jim, knowing what would be a big turn on for all concerned had picked up a tube of his wife's moisturising cream and was busy lubricating Sal's bum-hole.
'You are going to give me both cocks at once - one either end, while that guy watches?'
'Dead right - you're going to be fucked from both ends. Spread your feet.'
Sally bent forward so her husband could ease his cock into her anus, then giving a deep sigh, she straightened up, enjoying the moment when her rectum felt tight and full, while the second cock pushed into her vagina. Her tits were mauled as the two cocks felt like pistons pumping back and forth into both her holes. Sally glanced to her side and looked up toward the voyeur, making sure he was still watching. Now she thought she saw more than one head.
'I think the man watching has a companion - shame we can't invite them to come closer!' Sally said.
That comment and the thought of others watching aroused both men who rammed their cocks into her even harder, causing Sally to moan and giggle with delight and sexual pleasure, enjoying the rough treatment that was about to bring on a powerful orgasm. When she felt the wet spurts of jism shooting up into her vagina and rectum she cried out and trembled as she reached her climax.
'I wonder who the ones watching were.' They will recognise us in the morning.' Sally was in-trigued as the three lounged about after their sexual athletics.
As the morning sunlight energised the adventurous holiday couple, Sally, made a request to her husband.
'I'd like to go back to that quiet beach, again, before the week is out.'
'Could it be you've taken an interest in the way those boys played football?' Jim asked.
'Meeting up with them could be fun - don't you think, Jim?' Sally said, with a wicked smirk.
'Might prove more enjoyable if we spent an evening with them,' Jim suggested, feeling his cock harden and his heart flutter with the excitement of imagining his wife letting her hair down - and her panties - to have some fun with the lads.
'Can we make it tomorrow night?' Jim asked.
'Why, tomorrow in particular?' Sally queried.
'Well, you might think I've got my priorities all wrong - but I wondered if you'd mind me going down to that sports bar - they've got the cup match on the big screen TV.'
'So, you'd prefer to watch a football match, than look for adventure with me?' Sally said with a sarcastic but humorous grin.
'You could look at it that way, if you want,' Jim told her. He sidled up to her and whispered in her ear. 'Or you could see it as an opportunity to have some fun yourself, without me being there. I'd be turned on knowing you're being naughty, but happy that you will be telling me all about it later!'
Sally went away deep in thought, though with a smile on her face.
'By the way,' Jim said as she left the room, 'I've asked Den if he'd mind keeping you company and entertained, this evening. I expect he'll buy you a drink or two in the bar.'
Sally had a quiet morning topless sunbathing on the balcony, often gazing across to the building a distance away from their block, thinking about the person with the binoculars. Den appeared on his balcony and Sally let him feast his eyes on her tanning body. They chatted for a while before Den confirmed Jim's assertion that he'd been given the task of entertaining the man's wife.
'Jim said that after you've eaten together I can maybe take you for a drink.'
'Is that before you commence with the task of entertaining me?' Sally asked with her ubiquitous devilish grin.
Den laughed. 'Well maybe you'll be the one entertaining me, so to speak.'
'I can think of a few ways to do that,' Sally said as she opened her legs, slipped a hand down and inside the crotch of her bikini bottom and pulled the gusset to one side so the older man could watch her finger her cunt, exciting her clitoris. She got to watch the man slowly masturbate his penis in return. Both reached a satisfying climax before Jim came back from his morning swim. Though he noticed his wife was very wet between her legs, which made him erect. He wondered exactly what she'd manage to get up to while he was in the sports bar.
In the afternoon they chose to stay at the busiest part of the beach where they lay on their sun beds between swimming and playing a ball game. Jim enjoyed the way his wife was being stared at and lusted over while Sally got a big thrill from looking at the bulging swimming trunks of the men who ogled her, imagining how big their cocks would be if they were released from the tight material.
Evening soon came round and after a shower the couple ventured out to the nearest Taverna where Jim had arranged for Den to meet up with them. When the meal was over and Den did ap-pear right on cue there developed a tension in the air at the mutual understanding and expectation that Jim would be knowingly leaving his wife to sexually misbehave in his absence: she already looked turned on. Jim left for the sports bar with a nervous tingling in his stomach.
For almost two hours Den and his younger companion, Sally toured the bars of the small Greek tourist village taking part in the traditional dancing and watching teams of waiters perform to the tune of "Zorba The Greek." Sally was really aware how many pairs of eyes were glued on her chest, watching her breasts jiggle around which caused her already large nipples to become even more erect. Both her and Den had the sense to pace and limit their consumption of alcohol, to allow for the free glasses of local fire-water - locally distilled alcohol, made from vine stalks, grape must, the remnants of wine-making, then flavoured with anise and herbs - ouzo,100% pure ethyl alcohol! Sally felt it beginning to take effect as Den suggested they go back to the bar of their apartments - 'so we haven't far to go to bed if we start falling over!'
'You know,' Sally declared, as they stepped into the foyer of the main building, 'Dancing has made me perspire and feel sticky; I think I'll take a cool shower and change my outfit - I'll see you in the bar in about twenty minutes.
Twenty minutes soon passed, then when Sally walked into the bar she found it quiet and empty. Going to the bar the young man behind the counter stopped in his tracks and stared at the woman's chest. It was very clear she wore no bra and a pair of amazingly large nipples tried to poke through her thin shirt that was only held together by just a couple of strategically fastened buttons that forced the eyes to drift to her cleavage. Her very short skirt, unfastened at the front to just below her crotch seemed to consist of a strip of chiffon. The barman was disappointed when she reached the counter leaving her lower half hidden from view. Sally watched his eyes and gave him a big smile.
'It's very quiet her tonight,' Sally said.
