My husband was always telling me that he fantasised about me we another man. Maybe it was the fact that I'd had the chance to fuck other people before we met and he hadn't. He often asked me to describe that when we were fucking or I was playing with his cock. I didn't mind describing my earlier exploits, but the fact that he said he was desperate to see me with another man got me thinking from time to time, what if? Well what if finally happened, and it was certainly an experience that neither of us would forget.
We had booked ourselves a short break, as we liked to do, to get a bit of time away from the routine and let our hair down.... Mainly in the bedroom. We had flown out to Greece on a Friday lunchtime and had nicely settled into our hotel by the evening. As was the norm we had practically ripped each other's clothes off as soon as we got to the room and fucked each other hard until we were exhausted. Following a goodnights sleep we had a wonderful breakfast in the sunshine the following morning and a lazy day lounging by the pool. After a nice evening meal, with too many glasses of wine, we spent another evening fucking in our room, and on the balcony, which was a first.
We both woke up with fuzzy heads the next day and whilst my husband was happy to spend an extra hour or two in bed, I didn't want to miss the opportunity to catch the sun and decided I could sleep off the night before out by the pool. I put on my bikini, gave Dale a kiss and made my way out to the pool area. I set myself up on a lounger and started to put sun cream on myself. I then realised that without Dale there I would not be able to put lotion on my back properly. I decided to leave that for a while and lay on my back. The hotel we were at was mostly couples and older people as it was out of the main season, so I undid the clasp on my bikini top, to let my breasts free to soak up the sun.
I must have dozed off for quite a while and found myself woken up by someone sitting on the end of my lounger. Assuming it was Dale I opened my eyes and sat up, only to find one of the waiters sitting there looking at me. I let out a let squeal of surprise and quickly covered myself up.
"Hey don't be so worried," said the waiter with a smile, "I noticed you were starting to get a bit red, you know, so thought I'd better wake you up."
He was right, I'd forgotten to put lotion on my breasts and they were starting to turn a shade of pink.
"Oh thankyou," I mumbled and leaned over to get the lotion out of my bag.
I noticed that the waiter, Gregos, according to his badge, hadn't actually moved.
"Ummm," I mumbled again, motioning towards my breasts.
Gregos laughed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare, but you have a very beautiful body."
Beautiful body? In my early forties with a couple of children behind me, wasn't exactly how I saw it, although Dale would beg to differ.
"Yes, well thankyou," I garbled, "but if I could...."
"Of course, but let me know if you need help putting the lotion elsewhere, doesn't look like you have anyone else to do it."
He had a point, where had Dale got to? I guess he must have been exhausted from the night before, which wasn't surprising, I had made him cum three times, once before dinner and then twice back in the room, that was more than he normally got in a couple of weeks. I smiled at the thought.
"Could I get you a drink?" Gregos asked.
I came back to the present, having completely drifted off thinking about last night.
"Oh, er, yes please, a cocktail would be nice."
"Any particular sort of cocktail?" he asked with a smile. Was it me, or did he over emphasise the word cock?
"Surprise me," I answered.
Gregos smiled at me again and off he went. Surely he didn't fancy me? He could only have been in his mid Twenties. I'd heard all the stories about Greek waiters, all seemed a bit cliché to me, but couldn't help thinking he'd taken a shine to me. He appeared very shortly with a nice long drink for me. No idea what it was, but tasted very strong, clearly more alcohol than anything else. I knew what I was like on holiday with a bit of alcohol inside me, usually led to wanting something else inside me, so put it on the side and decided to take my time with it.
"Is there anything else I can help you with Madam?" Gregos asked. Always eager to please it seemed. There was still no sign of Dale and I needed lotion on my back.
"Would you mind?" I asked nodding at the lotion and rolled onto my front.
"Not a bit," he said with another dazzling grin.
I chided myself for the thoughts that were about to get into my head and closed my eyes as he rubbed lotion into my back. He's clearly done this once or twice I thought as he hands worked the lotion into me. Mmmm I felt so relaxed, his fingers had started to work more into a massage than just doing what he was meant to be doing. Fortunately I'd chosen quite a secluded area by the pool, but I'm sure other people could see what was going on. Was there something going on? It sure felt like it as his hands approached the material of my bikini bottoms.
"Er, that is fine, thankyou Gregos," I stammered, as I felt his hand slowly push under the material.
"Are you sure?" he asked warmly.
