CHEEKY PICKUP
'Cheeky sod.' Caroline exclaimed to her friend when Dianne returned to their table, with fresh drinks. 'Who?' Dianne asked. Caroline nodded in the direction of a group of young men at the bar. The one with his back to us. Dark hair, blue t-shirt.' 'And how was he being cheeky?' Dianne asked. 'He asked if I "fancied a bit of fun with him" and gave me a cheeky wink. 'Okay, it was cheeky but it wasn't really bad, and,' Dianne lowered her voice, 'He's got a nice tight arse. What did he look like? I can only see his back now.' Caroline widened her eyes at her friend's cheek but in the end had to agree. 'Quite nice looking, though a lot younger than us.' Caroline told Dianne. "Quite nice looking." Dianne repeated her friend's words. 'So do you fancy him?' Caroline smirked.
Caroline and Dianne had taken a late season, cheap holiday deal to Benidorm. The hotel was busy but not full. They were a couple of weeks earlier than previous years. They had stayed in the hotel before and liked that it was not a high rise, had a big pool and only a 10 minute walk to the beach. What they had forgotten when they made the slightly earlier booking than usual was that, although schools had gone back to class after the summer holidays, universities had not. There were students in the hotel, cramming in cheap breaks before the university autumn term. They guessed that the "cheeky sod" was most likely a student.
A little later Caroline nudged her friend and nodded toward the bar. 'Oh he is quite nice looking.' Dianne said quietly to her friend, following her eyes to where the young man had turned so he no longer had his back to them. 'I see what you mean about him being young.' Dianne added, at the same time trying not to be obvious about looking at the young man. 'He must be less than half our ages, maybe still in his teens.'
After another round of drinks loosened her tongue, Dianne decided to be cheeky again to her friend. 'Caroline. When was the last time you got laid, and what would be wrong with having a "bit of fun" with that young guy?' 'Di, You're terrible.' Caroline exclaimed. 'Maybe' Dianne said 'but you didn't answer my question.' 'Okay well if I answer it, then you have to answer your own question too.' 'Fair enough Caro. You first.' 'Well I'm afraid the answer is, I don't really know. It's been a long time. I suppose over eighteen months, perhaps longer. Your turn, Di.' 'Probably about the same. I wouldn't mind a bit of naughty fun.'
'He keeps looking this way, Di.' 'Let him. It's kind of flattering being checked-out by a young man. Another drink.' 'Go on, then, Di. I don't want a hangover tomorrow but one more would be okay I guess, and we are on holiday.' 'Back in a few minutes, Caro. Theres a bit of a wait at the bar.'
At the bar Dianne glanced back and saw the young man had again approached their table and was chatting with her friend. She was interrupted by the barman to take her order. The young man had gone again by the time Dianne returned to the table with their drinks. 'Well? What did he say, Caro?' 'Same as before, though he wasn't quite so cheeky this time.' 'Okay, now as you said a little while ago "we are on holiday." that needn't just refer to our drinking. You could have the "bit of fun" he's suggesting. After all, no one back home has to know, I can keep my mouth shut and stay out of our room for a while.' Dianne grinned at her friend then said 'Back in a couple of minutes. I need the loo.'
When Dianne returned to the table a few minutes later, Caroline was already half way through her drink. 'Go a bit easy.' Dianne said to her friend. 'It's a bit of Dutch courage.' Caroline replied. Dianne studied her friend for a moment, then light dawned. 'Oh I see. You're going to have that "bit of fun", you saucy old tart.' Dianne chided her friend. 'I can stay down here for a while, if you're going to our room.'
'You're not staying here.' Caroline said. 'I'm only doing this if you do too. He came over again while you were in the loo. I told him that I'd only have a 'bit of fun' with him if we both could. You should have seen his face, what a picture.' 'What, you got me into this too?' 'Yeah, why not, after all it was your idea. I reckon you need to get laid too. To be fair to the lad, he said he didn't know if he could manage us both but he'd give it his best 'shot' and have a hella'va lot of fun trying.' 'Why you sneaky...!'
'Look, Di. He's coming over again. What shall we say.' 'Tell him to come to the room in about 20 minutes.' Caroline lowered her voice, leaned closer to her friend and said 'This is exciting. It's making me feel, you know.' She looked down indicating her lap to her friend. Dianne gave a mischievous smile and nodded agreement.
A few minutes later the two middle aged women strolled as nonchalantly as they could from the bar, giving the young man a barely perceptible smile as they went. In the lift up to their room Dianne asked 'Caro, do you think he'll actually wait 20 minutes.' 'Probably not.' Caroline replied. 'I think he'll want to get out of that bar before his 'excitement' becomes too obvious.' she giggled. 'Or maybe he'll get nervous and won't come at all.' 'I don't think we're that intimidating.' Dianne answered her friend.