In a fortnight, there we were, boarding the transfer bus from Palma airport. We were headed to a quieter resort than the infamous Magaluf, but nevertheless it was noticeable that the majority of the passengers were younger than us - certainly younger than me, anyway.
The bus wound its way through all of the hotels on its itinerary, getting emptier as guests arrived at their hotels. Ours was one of the last, and we were the only ones to get off there. I was a bit concerned by this, but I needn't have been.
Sarah nudged me in the ribs excitedly as we walked through the pool area with our cases, towards reception. There were lots of groups of girls, and separate groups of lads, as well as a few couples and families dotted around. There were plenty of girls getting an all over tan on their top halves, so Sarah wouldn't have any problems on that front.
We were only in the room for a few minutes, dumping our cases and changing to our pool gear, before making our way back poolside.
Sarah had brought a selection of swimsuits with her. All were bikinis, and the one she chose was white with string tied on each hip - really just a small covering at the front, with a really thin string at the back. Sarah found a table not far from the bar, which happened to be directly opposite the larger of two groups of young men.
"How old do you reckon they are?" I asked, as we sat down. Sarah was clearly choosing a sitting position which would give them the best possible view.
"No older than 20, I'd guess." She looked me in the eye. "Pretty good age, right?"
"Fine by me."
We had agreed that Sarah's potential partners should be non-threatening - people I could manage to deal with, should any unwanted situations arise. So effectively that meant people much younger, or much older. Finding the right type had been a challenge, so getting a lot of them in one place was clearly a bonus.
I sat back to watch the show. The lads were only around five or six metres from us, and we could clearly hear them talking, in lulls from the music that came from speakers around the pool. I spotted more than one of them eying Sarah up, as she got herself comfortable.
As she reached behind, looking like she was going to untie her bikini top, there were a few nudges. They were trying not to stare but eyes kept drifting back to her.
"I think they're wondering if you are going to go topless." I grinned at Sarah. She grinned back. They would, no doubt, have been amazed had they realised that the sole reason we were here was so that Sarah could expose herself to people just like them.
It was time for the unveiling. Only one or two of them feigned any pretence of not looking as she pulled her bikini top over her head. I passed her the sun cream, and she spent a long time rubbing it in, paying particular attention to her incredible breasts.
Once she was creamed up, she sat in front of me, asking me to do her back. She made sure her nipples were pointing at the boys at all times, even squeezing them together with her arms 'accidentally' a couple of times.
She then made a big show of standing up, getting in the right position again, until she finally lay down on the lounger. Even then, she'd made sure the lounger was propped up in its highest position, so that her tits were still easily visible to anyone who was interested. And there was a lot of interest.
The next few hours started a theme that continued most days. Sarah would get herself an audience, she'd get herself a little worked up, and we'd lie there in the hot sun talking dirty.
"These guys could be young enough to be in your class!" I teased.
"Don't start with that again," she admonished me, jokingly. "Ever since you got that into my head, and showed me that video, I can hardly focus on what I'm supposed to be doing at work!"
She was talking about a gangbang video we'd watched together, where a teacher was fucked hard and repeatedly by six of her students.
"Anyway. Say one of these guys wants me. You OK with that?" I nodded. "I definitely am. Let's see what happens. Anyone take your fancy?"
"Anyone, yeah," she replied, seriously. "Any one of them will do fine. One won't be enough though, we're here for two weeks."
We'd arrived at the hotel quite late in the day, so only got a few hours of sun. But packing her things up into her bag gave Sarah another chance to give the boys a good look at her body, effectively just her pubis was covered. And she had an amazing body. She very deliberately left the bikini top until last, giving them a good look at her tits for as long as possible.
The night-time routine for the younger ones appeared to be drinks in their room to get warmed up, followed by one in the hotel bar, before heading out on the town. Sarah and I weren't clubbers by any means, but we went for a wander, having a nice meal and enjoying the warm air and ambiance
There was a sex shop on the main street, which surprised and intrigued Sarah. Of course, we went in. We came out with two new additions - an extremely large and thick, realistic shaped dildo, which I was looking forward to seeing her try, and an interesting little c-shaped gadget.
This was, the packaging explained, a vibrator that was designed to be worn under clothes. But the kicker was the remote function of it. It connected via bluetooth to a phone app. So, its vibrations could be turned on and off, up and down, without anyone realising what was going on.
Sarah was wearing a sundress, with no underwear. She slipped off to the toilet of a bar on the main street, whilst I ordered some drinks. She returned a minute later smirking.
"It's in," she smirked, sitting down a little gingerly.
"Comfortable? I asked?"
Yeah, it's like a little clamp. The front sits on your clit, and the other end is inside you. It's not going anywhere, now it's in."
I'd connected to the bar's Wi-Fi, and was busy installing the app.
"OK, it's ready to pair - you need to switch it on."
"Oh. Sarah fumbled around through her dress, trying to locate the button to turn it on. She got a few funny looks, but I guess most would have thought she was trying to adjust her underwear, rather than switch on a vibrator.
"That's it - we're paired."
I offered Sarah the phone, but she told me to keep it and surprise her. After a couple of minutes I turned it on at its lowest setting.
I hadn't expected much, as she's used to the power of her Hitachi, but she immediately groaned, before gathering herself and fixing her gaze on me.
"That is fucking hot! She exclaimed. "It's doing inside and outside together." I knew what she meant - there were two motors, one of them was directly against her clit, and the other one was buzzing inside her.
I pushed it up a notch and amused myself watching her try to hold a conversation. She was crossing and uncrossing her legs every few seconds now. When she starts to approach orgasm, she gets flushed around her cheeks, neck and chest, and I was starting to see this area reddening.
She bit her lip. I reduced the power, and she looked at me with a mixture of relief and disappointment.
