Feeling the heat beating down upon me from the hot sun, I opened my eyes and lent over to the side of my deck chair to take another sip of my beer, and why not? It was summer and I'd earned this holiday.
This was the dream, 2 weeks at an all catered 4 star hotel for adults only.
Looking up, I saw a drop dead gorgeous red head making her way across the hotel foyer. She was about 5ft 8, her big breasts threatening to burst out from the tight black bikini top she was wearing, with her bikini bottoms cut high up leaving very little to the imagination.
I'm a relatively confident guy, 6ft tall and in good shape. Years in the gym and eating clean, have given me a body most women would find attractive, with broad shoulders and a slight 6 pack.
As she walked past about 10 meters ahead of me, I picked my phone up from the table across from me, and snapped quick photo with the camera.
Aiming to catch a photo of my beer with her gorgeous arse in the background to send to the lads group chat, to show them I was truly enjoying my holiday.
I took the photo and the flash went off, hastily I pulled my phone back down in front of me. Her head spun around and we made eye contact before I looked down embarrassed, in an attempt to hide what I had done.
I starred at my phone, pretending to scroll social media before I dared glance up, at some point, she'd walked off to a deck chair further down the pool and was lying on it, sunning herself.
'Fuck sake' I thought. 'I've blown any chance with her then'.
More annoyed with myself than disappointed, I lay back down and tried to make the most of the sun.
About half an hour later, I heard the sound of flip-flops walking across the poolside towards me, still lying down I opened my eyes and lifted my sunglasses above them.
It was the red head, she lent down next to me, her breasts brushing against my chest and whispered into my ear.
"Give me 5 minutes...", she whispered in her seductive British accent, whilst pressing something into my hand.
I looked down and saw a hotel key card with Room 342 printed on the side of it. She raised her eyebrows at me suggestively before walking across to the hotel foyer, her arse moving sexily from side to side as she did so.
I couldn't believe my luck. I'm an experienced guy but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't rock hard at that moment.
Calming myself down so I didn't have to walk through the hotel foyer with an erection, I stared at my phone as the minutes ticked by.
The minutes past and I stood up, downing my now warm beer, I picked up my towel and headed inside. I took the lift to floor 3 and down the hall to room 342.
I knocked gently then upon hearing no response, I slowly opened the door.
It was your standard hotel room, a big king size bed in the middle with a bathroom adjacent and glass doors opening onto a balcony.
I could hear the tap running in the bathroom when she called through to me.
"Take your shirt off and lie down on your front on the bed for me, I'll be right there.."
I did as requested and lay face down, my arms out stretched. She came out shortly after and began running her hand up my back, caressing my muscles.
Climbing onto the bed, she began kissing my back working her way down towards my backside.