Another holiday booked in Greece, a week on my own, this time in Rhodes.
Memories of my encounter with the two horny clothes store guys ensured I was very turned on for this holiday.
I also needed a break from work, it had been a crazy spring and summer, and I needed to get away and relax and recharge my batteries.
A week in the sun and the possibility of some senior fun was all I cared about as I boarded the flight and set off for the sun.
My hotel room was perfect and the pool area was fairly quiet. I spent most days potting around the hotel in and out of the pool and loungers, reading books and preparing for the next phase of my business venture.
But I kept one day aside for fun. I decided I was taking my rental car and driving from Lindos to Rhodes, around 90km, and visiting a number of places on the way to see what fun and trouble I could get into.
I woke early ready for my adventure and took a 30-minute run along the beach.
Returning to the hotel, I went to my room, showered and considered what outfits would be suitable for today.
The weather was consistent at 30-32 degrees, so two spare bikinis would suffice. I chose a white and blue polka dot, a red tiny thong bikini and decided to wear a black bikini with string sides showing a lot of skin. The bra top was particularly sexy, pushing my 36D breasts together and allowing my perky nipples to poke through the thin material.
A white and also a blue sheer sarong would keep me respectable when needed, and I brought a thin white see through veil should I need to cover up inside.
I wore flat Sandals and brought a high heel pair of sandals too, as well as water, wet wipes (you never know!) and a couple of different hats. I was ready to take on the dirty old men of Rhodes, now I just needed to find a wiling partner in crime.
Before I headed out to the car, I sprayed my Hugo Boss perfume; face, wrists, breasts and crotch. I smelt amazing. I probably tasted damn good too! I brought the bottle with me.
As I drove out of Lindos I thought about where I might head.
Small retail stores, quiet bars, maybe a small village, or even a quiet beach where I might find a willing accomplice.
My first stop was at a ceramic store, it was late morning and only one car sat in the parking area. I wondered who might own such a store?
I wandered in and started to look at the goods, soon after an elderly gentleman asked me if I needed any help.
"I'm fine thank you, just looking, but I'll let you know if I see anything I like." I replied.
As I wandered around the store keeping an eye on him, I soon met his wife, who followed me around with a sharp eye.
Perhaps he had been in trouble before! I decided to leave and got back to my car.
I stopped for a light early lunch at a beach bar and read a magazine and relaxed for a while before heading back on the road.
After a couple more stops at a pharmacy and a bee museum (really?) I had had no luck.
I was 50km from Lindos and decided to head back.
Just 10km down the road I spotted a guy on the side of the road selling honey.
He sold locally produced honey and also some creams and ointments.
So I decided to pull over and wander over to his stall.
A short weathered man in his 60's greeted me and asked if I would like to try some honey.
He was staring me up and down as I had got out of the car with just my bikini on. I wore no sarong or veil to cover me, and I was still wearing my sexy black bikini with thong panties and tight bulging bra. The thin side strings in my thing bikini bottom made the whole outfit look very much like lingerie.
"Is this honey also good for the skin?" I asked.
"Sure." He said, offering me a jar to try.
