Nick stirred, Karen's head resting on his chest, her arm draped around his waist. The stale taste of last night's late cognac in his mouth making him feel somewhat nauseous.
He squinted at his wristwatch in the low light of their bedroom, 6.30am. Nick kissed Karen's head and slid his arm from underneath her, trying not to wake her as she lay breathing deeply, slowly, rhythmically.
Nick stood for a moment, looking down at Karen as she slept soundly, his heart skipping a beat just watching her breathe.
He stepped into the shower and quickly refreshed himself, washing his hair and body. He shaved and brushed his teeth and looked back at himself in the mirror as he splashed on a small amount of aftershave which, stinging slightly, brought his senses into sharp focus.
Slipping into some chinos, a polo shirt, and a pair of yacht shoes, Nick looked back in on Karen and wondered whether to order breakfast in the room or to let her sleep on and rest after the tumultuous previous day.
They had talked well into the small hours, fully resolving their misunderstandings and mutually agreeing to continue to explore their new found exciting life, albeit in their autumn years.
He opted to breakfast in the lounge bar, and enjoy the sunrise as the boat sets off, continuing its journey toward Normandy.
He wrote a brief note for Karen, to stop her fretting about where he was, "Gone to watch sun come up while I have breakfast. Didn't want to wake you, Love you lots. N xxx"
Nick put the note on the small shelf next to Karen's side of the bed and closed the blackout curtain fully.
He wandered through the boat and sat at a table in the open area at the front, to sip at his cappuccino and eat a few Danish pastries as the sun came up, lighting the passing scenery with a golden glow.
At 8am, Lex and Becky emerged from the lounge bar.
"Morning Nick, can we join you?" asked Lex.
"Absolutely!" Nick replied.
Becky kissed Nick lightly on the cheek, her hand softly resting on his hip as he stood to greet them. "Is Karen okay?" she asked.
"I left her to sleep in a little, it was late when we eventually settled in last night." Nick explained.
"Everything okay, bud?" asked Lex.
"Perfect, thanks," Nick responded with a warm smile.
The three of them chatted, the time sliding by unnoticed.
They talked with excitement about the prospect of visiting the Cotswolds. Karen and Becky enjoying some Retail therapy whilst Nick and Lex get to work on the business expansion project.
"We have a self contained apartment, which Lex's mum used to use when she lived with us. You two can come and go as you wish," Becky suggested.
Karen stirred, hearing a tap, tap on the door. "Housekeeping!"
Sophie entered the dark confines of the suite.
"Hello, Sophie?" called Karen.
"Sorry, Madame Fox, would you like me to come back later?"
"No, erm, sorry, what time is it?"
"It's 10am, Madame, really, I can come back if you like."
Karen emerged from the bedroom, combing her hair with her fingers.
"No, it's okay. Sorry, I didn't realise it was that late. Nick, erm, Mr Fox must have left me to sleep. We had a late night," Karen said apologising whilst she opened the curtains in the lounge area, letting light flood in, which made her screw her eyes a little until they were accustomed to the daylight.
Karen stood in her thigh length, front fastening satin nightshirt. Her ample breasts and large, round brown nipples clearly outlined through the shiny fabric, her cleavage accented by the low V-neckline.
"Are you feeling okay this morning Madame? After last night I mean. Is everything okay?" Sophie asked, sensitively.
"Yes, thanks.... It was a big misunderstanding. It's all sorted now, I'm sure. Although it did mean we stayed up very late. Sorry."
"Would you like me to make you a coffee, perhaps, Madame?"
"I tell you what, Sophie, why don't you sit down. I'll make us both one, would you like that?"
"Oh, I'm not supposed to, Madame, but..."
"If I tell you I want you to sit down a moment, you would be allowed, wouldn't you?"
"Ah, yes, of course!" Sophie said, with a smile.
Karen made two Cappuccinos and sat next to Sophie on the sofa.
"I want to apologise for last night, Sophie. I put you in an awkward situation and I shouldn't have involved you."
"It's fine, Madame Fox, I understood completely. I knew you were upset and I just wanted to help."
"Oh, you did. You helped a lot, sweetie." Karen said as she stroked Sophie's pretty young face and smiled.
Sophie, couldn't help but look down at Karen's firm, attractive breasts and well toned thighs admiringly.
"Madame Fox, I hope you don't mind if I ask, but how old are you?"
"Me? I'm almost 64 sweetie, why?"
"Because you are in such good shape, I mean, you are.... Well.... still very firm," Sophie said, blushing slightly, "Are your breasts, erm, well...."
"Mine dear? Yes, I don't go in for all these so called enhancements."
"Really! Honestly! Can I..."
"Feel them? Yes if you like. In fact I think I would like you to," Karen said softly, getting turned on by the idea that Sophie was attracted to her body.
Sophie softly cupped Karen's breasts and squeezed them gently, feeling for the telltale signs of implants.
"Alors! They are real! God they're gorgeous! I wish mine were like that!" Sophie enthused.
"But you have a beautiful body, Sophie! I don't like to see pretty girls like you spoil themselves with fake breasts, fake lips and everything."
"You don't think mine are like two boiled eggs?"
"Oh God, no. Mine were just like yours when I was your age. Nick couldn't keep his hands off them."
"But my teats are too small, don't you think?" Sophie said rolling her nipples between her fingers and thumbs.
"Let me see...." Karen stretched her hand out and gently rolled Sophie's nipple between her finger and thumb, causing Sophie to catch her breath and bite her lip.
Sophie felt Karen's nipple hardening in her fingers, and looked deep into her eyes as she stroked Karen's thigh with her petite hand.
Karen murmured softly at the gentle sensation of Sophie's fingers tracing a line up and down her thigh. She leaned into Sophie and kissed her lightly on the mouth.
Sophie took a deep inward breath and let it out slowly as she opened her mouth to let Karen's tongue explore.
Karen stroked Sophie's hardening nipples with the back of her fingers making her pant slightly.
Sophie's hand brushed the opening to Karen's quim, which was already glistening at Sophie's touch. "Hmmmm! That's nice, keep doing that," Karen asked quietly.
Karen slid her hand along Sophie's thigh and mimicked the movement of Sophie's hand on her pussy, causing Sophie to wriggle and part her legs slightly.
Karen's tongue continued to explore Sophie's mouth as she parted her legs further.
Sophie, shivered slightly with excitement as she slid a finger over Karen's clit hood, down her labia, back up and back over her clit again.
"Oooh, Sophie, that's good, I like that, keep going," cooed Karen.
Sophie repeated the circling of Karen's quim and clit, steadily and consistently, until she could feel Karen's breathing quicken. She slowed down the strokes and returned to the previous tempo when Karen's breathing subsided.
When Karen was about to orgasm, Sophie stopped, "Please, don't stop, Sophie," asked Karen breathily.
Sophie lowered herself onto her knees between Karen's legs and parted her knees with her hands. Tracing a line with her tongue, she slowly leaned forward and kissed Karen's quim with an open mouth, her tongue teasing her labia and clit.
Karen wove her fingers into Sophie's long brown hair, encouraging her to apply more pressure to her pussy.
Nick entered the room and was stunned to see a repeat of the scene he had witnessed before, but with Sophie buried between his wife's legs instead of Jean.
The two women were so lost in their lustful coupling that they didn't hear Nick enter the room.
Nick's cock rapidly swelled to its peak at the sight and sounds before him. As he unzipped his fly to stoke his cock Karen and Sophie startled.
"Don't stop," Nick said softly.
Sophie returned to her previous position and continued lapping at Karen's pussy but lifted her behind up toward Nick.
Nick took the invitation and knelt behind her, sliding her knickers aside to expose a soaking wet set of pussy lips, and slid the head of his cock just inside her.
"Aaaawww," moaned Sophie, as Nick tormented her by slightly inserting and withdrawing his cock repeatedly.
Karen watched as Nick's cock slid into the pretty young maid and moaned, "Oooh God, I'm going to cum!"
Sophie whimpered as Nick slowly pushed his whole cock deep into Sophie's tiny tight pussy and steadily, rhythmically, repeatedly slid it deeply in and out.
Nick's eyes rolled as he watched his wife pull Sophie's face firmly into her pussy. "Oh, ooh, ooooh, I'm Cumming, I'm Cumming... Nnnnnmgggghh!"
Nick felt Sophie's cunt contract in waves over and over, cum oozing from her pussy, running down his balls causing him to pump spurt after spurt after spurt of hot sticky sperm deep inside her.
Nick slid his dripping cock out of Sophie, who kneeled on the floor sat on her heels, cum running from her cunt into her knickers.
Karen slumped back onto the sofa and panted heavily. "Woooo! Are you okay, Sophie?"
"Oh, yes, Madame, yes. Very okay, are you?"
"Oh, God, yes. Thank you, you beautiful little thing!"
Nick kissed Karen softly on the mouth, "Stunning, babe, stunning. You two looked so hot together, I couldn't help myself."
"Could I just use the bathroom and clean myself up?" asked Sophie.
