Here is the next part of this adventurous couple's holiday story. I hope you enjoy it. It is bit long so perhaps you might like to come back to it from time to time.
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They returned to the apartment and Carole picked up her key. She looked down at her dress, holes down both sides, exposing her body from below her hips to the sides of her breasts. "I can't really walk through my neighbourhood dressed like this!" she moaned.
Tom held out a shirt of his. "This any better?" he asked, grinning.
"Go on I dare you!" Sarah said.
"And what are you going to do to match me?" Carole asked. Sarah thought for a moment, wondering what she could suggest.
Then Tom spoke, "Sarah will tonight wear something which you will be allowed to interfere with in some way," he suggested. Sarah grinned, nodded and simply shrugged and held out her hands in a "Well?" sort of gesture.
"You're on!" replied Carole.
"Would you like me to walk you back?" Tom asked as Carole buttoned his shirt around her body.
"I would feel safer and happier," She admitted.
They walked through the cheaper part of town, which Tom was quite apprehensive about Carole living there on her own. "Is this a dodgy area?" he asked her.
She laughed. "Only when you're wearing a man's shirt, with nothing on underneath! I just wanted you to walk with me." She turned to him and kissed him, "You'll forgive me that won't you?"
He kissed her back and said, "Of course! I'm glad you agreed to do it."
They reached her door and went briefly inside, where she took off the shirt and handed it back to him "Thank you for that, ......" She saw him looking at her, one hand on her hip the other on the back of a chair, "....do you like what you see?"
He looked up at her, "very much, but I'll be getting back now."
When he got back to the apartment, Sarah greeted him with the words "Did you have sex with her?"
"No." he replied, "Although I think it was on offer."
"And you didn't take her up on it?" Sarah asked, "I would have done."
He took her in his arms "And I would have loved watching you." He told her.
"I would have liked you watching too." She told him. She stepped back a pace and addressed him, "So, how do you propose to have me dressed tonight in order that Carole may interfere with me?"
He thought for a moment and then said, "something of a wrap over nature, I think."
She tapped the side of her head. "I have a wrap over skirt, which is long and doesn't wrap over very much..... or I have a tunic length wrap dress, which is very short."
"I like the sound of that already!" Tom exclaimed brightly.
They didn't need to leave to dine yet as it was still a bit too early, so Sarah decided to model the skirt and dress on which he could offer his opinions. Before that, Tom prepared a light snack for them and they sat on the balcony watching the sunset over the sea. "Would you like to move in with me?" Tom suddenly asked.
Sarah didn't answer straight away. After a thoughtful pause, she said "well, I would, but I see certain disadvantages." She had a very serious look on her face.
Tom leant forward, "Really? What are they?"
"Well, it would mean an end to you fucking me in our side entry!" she said with a laugh.
"I sure we could find an alternative." He told her.
"Well all right then but promise me one thing," she said, "It won't mean an end to you walking me home with my clothes in tatters."
"Granted!" he exclaimed, "starting with tonight!"
She went over to his sun bed, climbed on top of him and said "I love you Tom Ward!"
He kissed her and said, "careful, that's twice you've told me that now."
She smoothed his hair down and said "Do you want me to tell you again?"
He kissed her neck and said "maybe later."
She went into the apartment and came out wearing just the wrap over two layer gauze skirt. She gave a twirl and said "What do you think?"
"If you'll come out with me dressed like that.- It's a deal!" he said, pointing to her bare breasts.
She rolled her eyes and said "I'll have to wear something up top!"
"Try wearing the skirt a little lower.... That's it, a bit lower again, go on, lower.... Lower..." She lowered the waistband of the skirt until her slit was almost showing.
"I can't wear it like this, she protested, "- I shall keep tripping over it!" He reluctantly had to agree that there was rather too much material on the floor. "Wait there!" she said and disappeared back inside. "What about this?" She was wearing an extremely short wrap over dress, in a very light material. Sitting down as he was he could see her puffy labia lips beneath the hem. "It's meant as a beach cover-up." She told him.
"Maybe for a walk on the beach, but in a well-lit street, it might be a much for the start of the evening." He told her.
"Well all right then, but tomorrow evening we'll go for a walk along fisherman's beach." Fisherman's beach was in the old town and overlooked by several bars and disco's, there was usually a bit of overspill for them on to the beach.
"I look forward to it!" he said encouragingly. "Put the skirt back on again." She did as he told her. He stood up and undid the wrap, lifting it up to under her arms. He fixed it in place. The hem was now just above her knees. The skirt was only wrapped over by about six inches so when she took a step her body from the just under her breasts to her feet came into view. He twisted the skirt round so that the wrap, instead of being straight down the middle of her body, was centred on her left breast. Now when she took a step, her body was still exposed, but only enough to confirm that she was naked beneath, there was just enough material to cover her quim. She would still have to be careful, if she wasn't to be fully exposed.
"Will you go out with me dressed like this?" He asked her.
She took his face in her hands, kissing his forehead, nose and mouth and uttered, "I'd love to."
He parted the skirt and ran his hands over her back, thrusting his groin into hers. "It may meet with an accident."
She just had time to utter "Good!" before her tongue pushed it's way into his willing mouth.
The walk to the restaurant was more exciting that either of them had thought it was going to be. It was pleasantly warm but breezier that expected. Even though Sarah's skirt ballooned out a couple of times, she made no effort to stop it or hold it down. This had its effect on both her and Tom. "You're enjoying this aren't you?" she asked him.
"And you're not, I assume." Was all the answer Tom gave.
She squeezed his arm and said, "You know bloody well that I am. -- It's making me horny!"
They came to the restaurant outside which Carole worked. She was busy trying to persuade three young men to go in and order. She was flirting with them and she was dressed well to do it too. She was wearing the same outfit that she had worn when we first encountered her. Her white dress was about mid thigh in length with a slit up the front of one leg. The neckline of the dress matched the profile of the Wonderbra that she was wearing. Sarah and Tom stood back just watching Carole cajoling the men into eating in that particular eatery that night. Eventually the three young men could resist her charms and followed her into the restaurant. A moment or two later she was back out looking for more diners.
Sarah put her fingers to her lips in a shushing motion and manoeuvred herself and Tom into Carole's blindside, she then spoke in a caricature of a South American drawl, "Excuse me Ma'am, do you mind if my boyfriend dribbles into your cleavage?
Carole spun round, apparently horrified but then burst out laughing when she saw who it was behind her. "Sure Honey," she replied, mimicking Sarah's awful attempt at an American accent, "anywhere he wants to dribble is just fine with me!" She took a step back and saw how Sarah was dressed(?) and added, "God I wish I didn't have to work tonight!"
"What time are you finishing?" Tom asked.
"I wouldn't think until about twelve tonight." She told him.
"Then we'll come along and pick you up before going to La Costa." he replied.
"Fine, now are you going to eat here tonight, or am I going have get security to stop you pestering me?"
Tom raised his hands "We'll eat, we'll eat OK?"
"Then pray let me escort you to you table." She told them.
With a word from Carole, the head waiter positioned then at a table which could be seen from the street. It amused Sarah that she was offered the chair which allowed Carole outside to see into the wrap of her dress. Of course this view was also available to anyone studying the menu outside, which might not be bad for business.
When Sarah had got settled in her chair, she "carelessly" allowed the inner wrap of her dress to slide off her thigh and expose the whole of her leg, part of her hip and some of her belly, clearly indicating that it was her sole garment that night. They took a long relaxed meal, lingering over coffee, making sure that Carole could see them having a good time and allowing her to become almost green with envy.
During a lull in passing trade, Carole came inside and up to their table. "What do you two think you are doing to me out there?" she asked.
"Making you horny?" Sarah asked innocently.
