Chapter 5 Part 1 -- Winter Holiday in the Sun
Recap
Continuing my diary extracts of my life as a submissive. This chapter tells you what happened when Ruth and I went on our first winter holiday together. We were eager to get an all over winter tan, so we decided to visit the Canary islands.
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Nothing much happened in my last months at College, but throughout then and up to today, Bob and Claire's words and my time with them, have always been on my mind.
Completing my qualifications was taking over all of my time, so I deliberately kept away from the group, especially Clive and his mate. Even when they saw me on the campus, they always smiled and nodded at me. I of course politely nodded back, because I felt that it was respectful, but there was always that hungry and secret need inside me, to be back in their company, at least one more time. As I said, it was something in me, compelling me to seek out and experience more of what they had to offer.
Ruth of course, still regularly visited her Aunt, but she said that she too didn't go to any more of their meetings since I stopped going. Ruth said that she and Claire kept their very close relationship going, but it was always something we talked about as she knew it always got me excited.
So, after college, I moved to Berkshire for employment. Ruth and I stayed together as a couple even though we didn't see each other that often. I travelled down to her place to stay with her most weekends, and we kept our flourishing love life alive and kinky. As for meeting with swingers and playing with the party scene, it all sort of dropped off to nothing for me, but that didn't stop my never-ending dreaming about my natural needs and desires. Inside me I always wanted that excitement and hunger. I wanted to be in the company of dominant people, something that continues even to this day.
Anyway, life went on, but this year was our first Christmas together since I had finished college. Ruth and I decided to book a holiday to Gran Canarias to experience Christmas in the warm sunshine. We chose to go to the Playa Del Ingles because we were told by the travel agent, that this was a good place to go for our age group. There were lots of clubs and things to do and looking at the brochures it sounded a great idea. Ruth was up for it, so we booked a week's holiday to have Christmas in the sun.
As the countdown to our holiday got to the last few days, Ruth and I often spoke about what we would do while there. Ruth even joked about joining the mile high club. She told me that she heard from her friends that it was all the rage and said there might be a queue trying to get into the toilet on the flight. We laughed at the possible scenarios, working out what to do and how we might be able to join the club. The thing that got us, was that we both got very turned on with the thought that we would be having sex in that small room while others outside the door wondered what the muffled groans were. And then we thought about the queue of people who needed to have a wee and had to wait for us to finish. We laughed but made our plans.
The day to set off arrived. It was freezing. We had our suitcases, hand luggage, sun cream, and beach wear, all packed ready for Christmas in the sun but for travelling, we wore clothing to keep us warm going to the airport. We didn't know what to expect, so we would just go with each day as it came. The main aim of this holiday was the novelty of relaxing in the sun while back home was cold and possibly snowing.
The flight. We were sat three quarters of the way into the plane, quite close to the loo at the back of the plane which, of course, had us in stitches. We couldn't stop giggling at what we had planned. We even took off as much clothing as we could in the plane without drawing attention to ourselves. But, after about 45 minutes into the flight, a couple of drinks prior to the flight and then a couple more as they brought the drinks trolley round, all we could do was to chuckle and keep looking up and down the walkway to see when the toilets were free. Sniggering, and getting very turned on, we just couldn't stop saying, "Now?........... Now?"
It was just so funny working out how we would both get into that little room especially with what we were now wearing. Even the passengers next to us were smiling as I guessed they knew what we were planning, but our giggling predicament just wouldn't happen unless we got the nerve to get up and do it. The guy opposite me, together with his wife, even kept looking up and down for us. They shook their heads when we were about to move and asked, "Now?"
Bugger. Well, I have to say, it never happened. It was still a good start to our holiday though because we were still laughing as we disembarked from the plane and, had made some un-named friends already. We agreed that the mile high club was going to have to wait till we flew back.
After landing, we stepped out into the warm muggy air of the afternoon. We noticed it was a little bit windy than we had expected but it was still noticeably warmer than back home. A bubbly holiday rep met us in the airport hall after we collected our luggage, and then we were herded onto the coaches.
The journey was scenic and interesting, but as the coach dropped off more and more people at each stop, we worried we had missed our hotel. We also noticed quite a few of the people we knew from the plane got dropped off before us, and there were now only about twenty of us left on the coach.
Our fears were silenced when we finally arrived at our hotel that had the name we recognised. Wow. It was really nice looking. As we all carried and rolled our cases to reception, we passed the pool area and big Tiki looking bar. The pool area wasn't full but most of the sunbeds were occupied by either people or towels. Ruth and I looked at each other as we noticed that some topless women were showing off an enviable all over tan. Ruth's eyebrows jiggled as she smiled at me.