3. Tom and Carol and Dan and Ginger
In the morning Ginger awoke feeling rested and happy and strangely turned on. It was soon apparent why she felt that way, Dan had been softly caressing her tits and pussy as she slept; now that he knew that she was awake he pushed the covers off, moved down and began licking her slick cunt. Gently pushing her knees apart he used his hands to spread her pussy exposing her little button to his assault. Softly he blew on her clit and just as softly he used just the tip of his tongue to caress it.
Ginger was just getting into it when there was a knock at the door and room service was announced. Dan backed off the bed, threw on a robe and answered the door leaving Ginger to pull the covers over herself just in time to not give the waiter a heart attack. The waiter rolled in the cart covered with breakfast delights, Dan offered him a generous tip before the man withdrew grinning from ear to ear after scanning Ginger's covered form in the bed.
"You did that on purpose didn't you!" she said in mock anger. "You ordered room service and then started in on me knowing that we couldn't finish, didn't you?"
Dan only shrugged, smiled and offered her a slice of Mango.
They finished breakfast, dressed for the sunny day and went down to meet with Carol and Tom. They were easy to find in the hotel's coffee shop, Carol had on a thin white top and a big floppy hat. Tom had shorts made from desert Camouflage pants and an Army Ranger t-shirt; sporting big grins they rose to make room in the big booth.
Ginger ordered O.J. while Dan got black coffee before Ginger told Carol what Dan had just done to her. Carol wagged her finger at Dan but had a big smile as did Tom who offered Dan a high five which earned him a slug on the shoulder from Carol.
The talk quickly turned to the topic of what they were to do for the rest of the day. Nobody had given it much thought... except Carol and she wanted to do some shopping with Ginger; she offered to let the guys tag along but they strongly declined with Tom saying that he would rather go back to Iraqi than go shopping.
It was decided that the girls would be on their own until 4 in the afternoon when they would meet back here to make further plans. The Guys were lift to fend for themselves which Dan said was just fine by him.
A short cab ride brought the girls to the shopping district with open shops and street venders galore. They wandered along looking at everything, picking up a few items, giggling and placing them back on their racks or tables. Entering a small shop Ginger inquired of the lady at the counter, in Spanish, if they had anything made locally.
The owner smiled broadly and with a rapid fire voice began dragging Ginger around the shop; she pulled several items down and handed them to her all the while describing the details of each piece. Carol finally got a word in and asked what Ginger had said to make the lady so excited and how it was that she spoke such fluent Spanish.
Ginger began her story slowly because she had to interrupt herself often to comment to the sales lady on this piece or that, but it finally came out that she had ask if there was any local stuff knowing the owner would be thrilled that they wanted to see her work.
The Spanish was a longer tale, her next door neighbors when she was a little girl had emigrated from Spain and they had two little girls around Ginger's age. The adults spoke mostly Spanish and some broken English but the girls grew up speaking both languages and because they were best friends Ginger ended up speaking Spanish too.
She had even spent a couple of summers in Madrid with her friends when they were sent to visit their grandparents. The three girls had been treated like royalty by both sets of grandparents and numerous uncles, aunts, and cousins. Spending their days wandering around the centuries old city she had come to love Spain.
Further where she worked she was always around Mexican or South American workers and she had learned the differences between Spanish as the Spaniards spoke it and the Spanish of Mexico and South America. Now it was just natural for her to slip into her Spanish mode when in this environment.
The two shoppers picked out a couple tops and skirts and paid much below the ticketed price. Carol asked Ginger to ask if the owner would recommend another store where they might find swimming suits and/or lingerie and with a sly smile they were directed down the street and thru an alley to such a shop.
They were told to just say Maria sent us and they would receive the best service in town.
They found the place easily and using the special code words in Spanish they were ushered through the store and an extra clerk was called to assist them in any way possible. The things they were shown were beautiful, impressing Carol with the quality and quantity.
They were urged to try on everything so with a half dozen hangers each they adjourned to the fitting rooms to try on the bras, panties, corsets, assorted bikinis and lingerie. They started out each in their own space but after ducking in and out a few times Ginger just moved over to Carol's space where they continued to try on, showed off and giggled about many special outfits.
As Ginger took off one little bra and thong set Carol stroked her arm commenting about Ginger's beautiful skin and how she envied her. Ginger frankly accepted the complement and threw back one of her own telling Carol how lovely she thought she was too. The two women stood for a moment really looking at one other; taking in what they each thought was true beauty.
Carol finally broke the silence saying that she certainly understood why Dan couldn't seem to keep his hands off her; Ginger blushed and said that she had nothing on Carol who seemed to have Tom wrapped around her little finger. Carol said that it was Tom who had her wrapped around his thing.
"Just how big is Dan's Magic?" Carol asked, recalling their earlier conversations.
"It's a little above average, seven inches or so, but it's always thick and hard when it needs to be... besides it's the way he works his magic that makes all the difference." Ginger replied.
Carol's eyes seemed to sparkle at that.
"Is it really just his thing that attracts you to Tom?" Ginger asked.
"It's not just that, nice as it is, that attracts me to him but the way he treats me. It seems like true affection, not just lust that makes me want to be around him." Carol replied with a dreamy look in her eyes.
Carole, it seemed, had had her boy toys before and they were nice to have around but the novelty always wore off pretty quickly then she had to throw them away.
"Tom..." she thought..." is different."
As their conversation progressed the two women had moved closer and their voices softened so that now they were only inches apart. Carol was a few inches taller than Ginger and had on panties where Ginger was nude. It seemed natural for Carol to bring up her hand to hold the back of Gingers head when she leaned in to kiss her lips gently, Ginger accepted the kiss and returned it with one just as gentle.
The nipples on their breasts touched because Ginger's tits were firm and high on her chest where Carol's breasts were set a little lower and had a slight sag. Ginger's tits were still white with large dark nipples, which stood in contrast to the rest of her skin that had acquired a golden brown hue; Carol's breasts were larger, tanned, had large areola and small nipples.
There was almost a spark between them when they backed off a little for a big breath before they kissed again. Ginger raised her hands in an almost defensive maneuver ending up holding Carol's breasts with the nipples in her palms. Carol brought up her other hand to hold ginger's head as the kiss deepened; soon their tongues were intertwined, their breathing becoming more rapid and ragged.
It was at that critical point the clerk coughed gently before she entered the curtained room with more things; the women retreating quickly to neutral corners. Carols eyes were smoldering and Ginger's were wide open and wild looking until they regained their composure. Neither one of them sensed the smell of overheated pussy that had permeated the little space but both of their bodies continued to react to their elevated hormonal levels as they continued to try on the things offered them.
The guys had opted for a little bar hopping, finding refuge in a little dive not far from the hotel where they proceeded to sample some of the local beer. After two or three they were off to the next place where besides the beer they spotted a poster advertising bullfighting. That started a challenge about who would last longer in the bull ring, Dan or Tom.
They finally agreed that neither of them would last a minute and that was that until Dan noticed the dates on the poster which meant that there was a bullfight today, now that was something they both had never seen so, off they went. They caught a cab telling the driver to find the bullfight! It was a short drive and they were there.
With bags hanging from both their hands the girls bounced into the coffee shop laughing, talking in their own short hand and giggling at their secret messages as they searched for the men. Seeing no one they got a booth and ordered margaritas to cool themselves off.
The guys finally burst onto the scene wearing large sombreros and colorful ponchos. They waltzed up to the girls arm in arm singing some ridiculous song about bullfighting; they were obviously drunk and happy to see the girls. Collapsing in the booth beside their respective lady they tried to get a big kiss; once rebuffed they began again to regale the room with their loud, off key song until the ladies relented, kissing them firmly.
It was decided that the men, being in no shape to plan anything, should sleep it off while the girls planed the evening's activities. Depositing their two hombres in Tom and Ginger's room, where they immediately fell into a deep slumber, the ladies adjourned to Carol's room to plot.
