Day 3. Sunday.
After the exertions of the previous evening we slept well and woke late. We had missed breakfast at the hotel so we rang room service and they sent over a tray of continental breakfast - croissants and rolls with a pot of tea (for me) and coffee (for him) which we devoured.
The day was another lovely one and it was still very warm. Being a Sunday there was very little to do as everything was closed so we went back to the beach, not really expecting a repeat of the previous day but just for some warmth and swimming in the sea, and, to be honest, the new freedom of taking our clothes off in public, which we had enjoyed as other people on the beach had done the same.
As we crossed the last sand dune we saw the other couple again but now sitting where we had been, in 'their' space, so we moved over a bit and set our towels down further along. Having set our things down we went for a quick swim before sunbathing and this time when we took our clothes off to swim we did not have our swimming costumes on underneath as we were now happy to be naked on this beach. After our swim we dried off and applied sun cream and settled down for some sunbathing.
We hadn't been resting for long when the man from the other couple came over to us. He was naked as before and as he stood there next to us we looked up at him and couldn't ignore his long cock hanging down above us, it was at least soft this time, and his balls hanging down in their sac behind it. I hadn't noticed before but he was uncircumcised and his foreskin was very tidy and just covered his helmet with the shape clearly outlined underneath.
He introduced himself as Pierre and his wife was Nicole, and he said that as we seemed to be 'neighbours' on the beach, would we like to go over and join them for a while. They had brought lunch with them and there was plenty to share. After our late breakfast we had not given any thought to lunch so we agreed happily to join them. As we stood up we reached for our clothes but Pierre said that it was a bit late for that now and we could go over as we were as the two of them had no clothes on anyway. So we just picked up our towels and went back with Pierre, and as I followed him I couldn't help admiring his tight bum and the way it moved as he walked.
He introduced us to his wife Nicole, though he generally called her Nic, who was sitting on her towel, naked, and she looked up at us and smiled and said it was good to meet at last. We spread our towels next to theirs and Nic unpacked a couple of picnic baskets of a lovely French selection -- cheeses, meats, salad and baguettes and then produced a bottle of wine and, interestingly, four glasses. We were trying not to notice their bodies but I could see Billy taking peeks at Nic's boobs and I must admit I looked as well, as who can resist making comparisons. I felt a touch of jealousy of her smaller, firmer boobs with those beautiful big erect nipples, compared to my larger softer breasts with flat nipples, but then we have what we have, and little to be done about it. I also glanced at Pierre's cock which he seemed to be making slightly more obvious than was necessary, and maybe there was a touch of stiffness about it as it rather arched away from his body before it hung down. I liked it but was not jealous of it because Billy has a good cock and fatter than Pierre's, if not as long.
We talked generally and they had very good English. Pierre said he ran the estate agency in the town and though he had done OK for many years he saw an opportunity some time back to meet the needs of non-local people moving to the area, mainly German and English, so they had improved in these languages to be able to converse with customers from these countries, and the business had gone from strength to strength. He now only worked two or three days a week leaving his staff to manage the business on the other days, but he did work Saturday mornings up to lunchtime when they shut, as it was always a busy time. He and Nic had been married for a while, though they had married late and had no children. She helped occasionally in the business which is where she had met Pierre -- she married the boss! We talked for some time while we ate lunch and drank the wine, talking about all sorts of things, and almost forgot that we were all sitting naked together.
Eventually, at a short pause in the conversation, Pierre said 'I hope you don't mind me being a bit direct, but I would love to know if you enjoyed watching us making love in the sand dunes yesterday?'
Billy and I looked at each other, stumped for words, thinking we might try to deny it, but there didn't seem to be much point if we had been seen. Billy rather stammered 'we came upon you by accident and had not meant to pry' which was a bit weak as they had not been near a path!
Pierre responded 'don't worry, we are not in the least upset, in fact we rather enjoyed it. Nic and I used to watch porn videos but they lacked reality and so we would contact people who either didn't mind or even wanted to be watched, and from that it developed into us 'performing' for other people to watch us, and both ways we found it highly erotic and a great turn on, and it really enhances our enjoyment of sex, as you probably saw, so now when we find people we like who we think would like to participate, we sometimes suggest it'.
Again Billy and I looked at each other, and after a few moments pause I asked 'let me make sure I understand you, are you asking us to watch you having sex, or even that you want to watch us doing it?'
Nic agreed, saying 'we thought you enjoyed it yesterday as you stayed watching almost the whole time, and it is just a suggestion we do it again, but this time knowingly, so no need to hide. As to whether you watch us or we watch you, we have no preference, it would be whatever you were happy with'.
