All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over the legal age of consent when the events took place.
Part 04 - The Holiday
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We spent a few days deciding where we wanted to go. We both wanted somewhere lively, but at the same time we wanted somewhere where we could have some quiet time together. In the end we settled for Malia on the Greek island of Crete. There's a lively seafront that has lots of clubs and bars; and a quiet old village on the land side of all those clubs. We settled on a smallish hotel that consists of about 12 blocks of 4 rooms spread on a hillside near the old village. It would be somewhere where we could recover from the hectic nights and not be surrounded by people wanting to party 24 x 7.
As soon as we'd got that settled and booked Lucy told me that she'd have to get some new bikinis and sun wear. I wasn't sure what she meant by 'sun wear' but I told her to get online, find what she wanted and order it.
"Why can't we get them in town so that I can model them for you in the shop?"
I had to spoil her fun by saying,
"Unfortunately you can't have any fun flashing me, or anyone else who just happens to be there because there are no shops round here that sell anything like what I imaging you are looking for."
Just talking about and imagining Lucy in an almost nothing bikini got me hard again and we got distracted from the holiday for a while.
Lucy later spent 2 hours on the PC ordering what she wanted. I never realised that bikinis were so expensive.
Lucy also told me that she'd have to start swimming again to tone-up her body. I told her that she couldn't improve on perfect; but she insisted. We had to go swimming 2 nights a week until we went on the holiday.
The following lunchtime Lucy went shopping for a one-piece swimsuit. When I asked her why not a bikini she told me that we were going to the pool to swim, not mess about.
When Lucy finally got back she had a little bag but she wouldn't let me see what she'd bought.
We rushed home after work and went straight out to the pool. The pool has family changing rooms and we used one and I got to see Lucy's one-piece swimsuit; and WOW was the only word that I could use to describe it.
There's no way that it is a proper swimsuit; it's more like underwear.
It was a sort of sleeveless, backless, sideless bodysuit with high cut sides to the bottom part; her back was uncovered (apart from straps) right down to the top of the crack of her butt. The sides scoop so low that there was nothing down to the one inch sides on her hips. The front was so low-cut that I could see right down to her belly button. And what's more, it's made out of this very fine yellow mesh material. If Lucy had a big black bush it would have hung out of the sides and the hair that was covered would have been clearly visible through the mesh.
It clung to her body like paint. Her nipples were rock hard and I could see every detail of them. She had a wonderful camel toe, only interrupted by the bulge of her clit.
And all that was before it got wet.
I wanted to pounce on Lucy even before we left the changing room but she was having nothing of it. She was there to swim and swim she did.
The pool that we chose has part of the main pool marked off in lanes for the dedicated swimmers and that was where we went. Lucy dove in and she was off. Nothing was going to stop her and there was no way that I could keep up with her. Most of the time I just stood there and watched her glide through the water. By the time that we left I was knackered just watching her.
When Lucy got out of the water I realised why she'd picked a yellow costume. When it's wet you can see straight through it. She may as well have been naked as we walked back to the changing room and in to the showers. At that time of the evening there were very few people there and those that were there either didn't see her, or they ignored her state of dress.
I didn't; no sooner than she'd peeled it off in the changing room I pulled her to me and had her there and then. I had to hold my hand over her mouth so that no one could hear her moans and screams.
And that got repeated twice a week until we left for our holiday.
Four weeks later we packed our bags and set off for the airport. I was surprised how little Lucy packed, less than me. When I asked her why she told me that she didn't intend wearing much for most of the time. As for her travelling outfit, it consisted of the white tank top with the lace panel at the top, and a thin, cotton, 'A' shaped micro skirt. She'd adjusted the straps on her top so that both her nipples were sticking through the lace. She said that she felt like she had nothing on. I told her that she came into the 'barely dressed' category. She giggled and squeezed my cock through my trousers.
I asked her if she intended for her nipples to be exposed and she told me that exposing her nipples was only the start; when she got to Greece she intended to expose a lot more than that.
At the airport she kept flashing her butt and / or pussy as she bent to pick-up and put down her case. I also noticed that the girl on the check-in, the security and the passport control people all stared at her, but none of them said anything.
When it came time to get on the plane she insisted that I go up the steep steps first. When I looked behind (below) her I realised why; there were a group of young men looking up her skirt.
On the plane Lucy sat in the middle seat of a group of 3. For most of the journey she was leaning over with her head on my chest and I had my arm round her. When my hand drifted down to her butt I discovered that most of her butt was exposed. I'd wondered why the man on her other side was always looking our way.
About 4 hours later we arrived at Heraklion airport and then got the coach to Malia. The coach was full of young people all intent on having a great time. Many of them had opened their duty free booze and were getting very happy.
Our room was on the ground floor of a block on the side of the hill. It had everything that we needed, including a balcony big enough for us both to lie out, and a view of the small pool. A path went down the side, and across the front of our balcony. I told Lucy that we'd have to be careful what we left on the balcony, and what we got up to on the balcony (The balcony front has a wall about half height and metal railings up to about waist height).
Lucy giggled and said,
"Oh goody an audience."
I wasn't sure what she meant at the time, but I soon found out. After having a shower she walked out onto the balcony totally naked and let the sun dry her hair.
When a young couple walked past the balcony she just smiled and said "Hi" to them.
It was then that I remembered that Lucy hadn't brought many clothes and her saying that she didn't intend to wear many. I smiled to myself, got a hard-on and remembered that I am a very lucky man.
I unpacked my clothes then we decided to go for a walk and get the lay of the land. I put some shorts on and Lucy went and got a bikini out of her bag. She went to the bathroom to put it on, which was a bit strange; she'd never been shy getting dressed or undressed before. When she came out I realised why. She was looking for the shock effect that it would have on me.
Lucy certainly got that. The bikini consists of 3 metal rings, one for each nipple and one for her clit; and yellow strings holding them in place.
I stood there, stared and said,
"Fucking hell Lucy, are you really going to go out like that."
"Of course, what's wrong with it?"
After a few seconds pause while I thought of something to say I said,
"Absolutely nothing; what there is of it. I hope there aren't any policemen about."
"I've read that there aren't many policemen around here, too many cuts after the financial mess that the bankers and politicians got the country into."
