Well, here we go again!
Our annual holiday will involve golfing for Gerald and me being bored again.
He can't get enough of it, golf this, golf that.
But for me it would be nice just to have a holiday without the need for him to play golf.
Still; I was determined to make the best of it and enjoy myself to the max.
For this holiday I had bought some nice new clothes, shoes and a sun hat.
I had also spent a fortune on sun tan oil, books, swimsuits and bikinis etc. and couldn't wait to relax in the sun.
Gerald had booked us into this wonderful luxurious hotel.
He always has good taste when it comes to hotels.
However, I wasn't best impressed when I saw he had us a room with a view of the golf course.
On arrival at the hotel, we got chatting to a couple from back in the UK, who had arrived at the hotel around the same time as us.
She was called Hanna and he Jason.
She was a very pretty, well-spoken girl with a fabulous figure. She looked a bit like Rhianna the singer.
He was a tall strong and handsome looking black guy. They were a stunning couple who were getting admiring looks from all who saw them. Me included. I've always admired beautiful people, they had that something which made them stand out.
Over a glass of Cava we made small talk with them until the porter came to show us to our room.
We wished them a fantastic holiday and headed off after the porter.
We unpacked, had our usual tiff about the golf, and then changed and went to settle around the pool area.
I ordered some beers, applied suntan oil, and began to enjoy the warmth of the sun on my skin, whist excitedly reading my new book.
A while later, Jason and Hanna stopped by on their way to the bar to say Hi.
We chatted with them for a little while, then they moved on.
I was so glad I had been wearing my sunglasses, because I think my eyes would have gotten me in trouble with Gerald.
Jason had changed into his swim shorts.
He spoke to me first and when looked up at him I was a bit taken aback at what I saw!
Hanna was of course looking stunning in her bikini and I expect Gerald was doing a bit of sunglasses disguised looking, she is very beautiful.
It was Jason however who had quite taken my breath away.
His ripped muscular body was towering above me and right in front of my eye-line some clearly heavily packed swim shorts.
I behaved like a silly giggly girl, and was quite star-struck. Very stupid of me.
Gerald is always bleating on about me being more sexually adventurous and is wanting me to have sex with other men.
Something I never really understood.
Well, this man I "would" consider.
It has been a long time since I felt a tremor like that when looking at a man.
I was quite flustered for the whole afternoon.
In fact, when showering later that day I lingered a little longer than usual, if you take my meaning.
We happened upon Jason and Hanna a few more times over the next few days and each time I could not rid myself of that feeling of lust when looking at Jason.
What a silly old fool I had become.
I am more than 20 years his senior, and I was clearly no competition for the younger more beautiful Hanna.
Gerald had gone golfing early the next day, so I planned to go for a nice walk and enjoy the amazing scenery.
I packed myself a beach bag with some cash, water and a towel, then headed off.
All the while secretly hoping Gerald would find it too hot for the golf.
That's mean, I know but I was still smarting about him golfing.
I was on my way out for my walk, and just as I had exited the lift in the hotel foyer, Jason appeared. I gave him a small embarrassed wave and he came bounding over to greet me.
"Hello gorgeous,"he said.
This took me quite by surprise and I blushed.
He then asked where Gerald was, and between stutters and blushes, I told him about him golfing.
"What are you going to do while Gerald plays golf?"Jason asked.
"I'm going for a nice long walk Jason."
"Can I join you?" He asked.
I told him that I didn't' think that was a good idea because his wife probably wouldn't like that.
All of the time wishing I was 20 years younger.
He laughed and said, "Hanna is not my wife, she is just a very good friend who came on holiday with me."
He then explained That they had been close friends for years and loved each other's company.
He also explained that Hanna is gay, so there would be no romantic attachment, hence no holiday awkwardness and therefore perfect holiday companions.
So; he then asked me again. "Would you like some company on your walk?"
Well, this was where I should have kindly refused his offer. However, in reality I just blurted out, "thank you, I would love you to come along."
As we set off out of the hotel lobby, I felt silly, guilty and at the same time, just a little bit turned on.
We had been walking for about an hour, taking in the spectacularly rugged cliff top scenery and were chatting as if we had known each other for years.
We then came upon a small stunningly beautiful sandy beach.
All clean golden sand, with sun reflecting waves gently breaking on the shore.
Jason suggested we stopped and enjoyed a swim to cool off.
I agreed, and we made our way down to this fabulously beautiful beach.
Jason stripped of his shirt, and I just stood there almost trance like looking at him.
He looked so manly and handsome.
I just wanted him to take me there and then!
What an old fool.
I shook myself from this dreamlike state, told myself to grow up, undressed down to my swimsuit, then made my way down to the sea.
I waded into the surf alongside this hunk of a man.
All of the time telling myself to grow up and get a grip.
We had been body surfing in the waves like a couple of teenagers, our bodies momentarily touching.
Each touch sent wonderful shivers through me.
I was loving this beautiful moment and didn't want it to end.
But also knew I needed to be heading back to the hotel soon. Gerald would be returning from golfing.
Arriving in the hotel lobby I thanked Jason for an enjoyable afternoon with a soft kiss on his cheek, when the hotel concierge with a wave attracted my attention.
He said, "You have a message." He gave me a folded note.
It appeared that Gerald had decided to stay at golf for a second round and would not be back until late afternoon.
I was absolutely fuming!!
I looked across the foyer and Jason was just about to head off.
I walked up to him and explained what had happened and still very angry asked if he would like to go for a drink.
He smiled, looked me deep in my eyes and suggested I go to his room where he had a well-stocked mini bar, from which we could have that drink and enjoy the fabulous views from his balcony.
Before I knew it we were in the lift and going up to his room.
I knew where this drink could be heading, after all when a man invites you to his hotel room and you accept, it is unlikely that it is the view from his balcony he wants to look at.
I asked him if Hanna would mind me joining him for a drink.
With a knowing smile, he told me, "Hanna is out all day on an excursion, so no she wouldn't object."
Their room was very similar to ours.
Jason opened the doors to the balcony and showed me to a seat.
