Continuing their holiday love affair...
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Just as they stepped into the hotel room from the bathroom, Belinda's mobile phone rang. She picked it up, looked at the screen and saw that it was Dave calling her. Laughingly she put her finger to her lips to shush Sue, and answered in as normal a voice as she could.
"Hi sweetheart," she said, "You must have read my mind, I was just going to call you." Actually, the thought hadn't entered her mind. "Sue? No, she's probably gone down the shops, I'm on my own."
She winked at Sue and pulled a face, and she grinned in return but came round behind where she was standing and undid the towel Belinda had round her and it fell to the floor. She reached round from behind and with both hands began to fondle her breasts. Belinda gave a little cry which she turned into a cough.
"You hear me OK?" Dave asked "Funny noises on the line."
She tried to not giggle and answered "Yea, it's fine my end."
He told her about what he was doing, still at head office, but Belinda was badly distracted with Sue nipping and pulling on her nipples and just umm'ed and aah'ed at what seemed to be the right places. "We're having a nice time, so don't worry about me, Love you, can't wait to get back." Belinda lied.
Pleasantries over, he blew her a kiss, and hung up.
They both burst out laughing and with that, Belinda whipped round and threw Sue onto the bed face down and gave her a smack across her bottom. She screamed and they tousled about for a while until Belinda let Sue get the better of her and found herself pinned face down onto the bed with Sue straddling her sitting on her back, gripping both her hands above her head. They stopped struggling and Belinda lifted herself up a little so that so could feel the naked crutch pressing into her spine just above the cleavage that went between her buttocks. Sue knew that Belinda could feel her and moved her hips backwards and forwards a few times. Then she rolled off and got to her feet.
"Come on you, get your ass into gear and let's go out before we start something we can't stop." She ordered. "I'm hungry and I need a drink." Then making fun of Belinda, she held her hand to her ear like a telephone and mimicked "Love you." and fell about laughing.
They dried and brushed their hair and decided by mutual consent to wear skirts and tops. Belinda chose a blue linen short sleeve yoke top with a white pleated skirt that she was fond of, Sue wore a black silk blouse over a black camisole top and with a matching pair of French knickers. Belinda's mouth almost fell open when she turned and saw her standing there in those sexy clothes, yet to pull on her skirt.
The blouse was quite sheer but the camisole top underneath covered her breasts without losing their rounded shape and not transparent enough to let her nipples show through. She wasn't wearing a bra and those French knickers were just so right. She had to tell her how beautiful she looked and meant every word of it.
Belinda could feel herself getting damp again just at the sight of her wearing such provocative clothes with the added allure of the openness of the loose legged knickers.
"You had better put your skirt on." she finally managed to get out the words but really just wanted to stare and stare at her. She was so horny.
They decided not to eat in the Hotel, wisely, as in common with most hotels catering for holidaymakers on a budget, there was a queue at the self-service counter. Walking past the dining room with the lights that were far too bright, they knew that they wanted somewhere a little more intimate where they could enjoy each other over some good food, and local wine. Together, they walked in the still, balmy, evening air towards the harbour feeling sure that there would be somewhere that suited them and sure enough, after about a ten minute walk they found a group of buildings around the harbour. As well as a few fishing boats moored to the buoys, there were some pretty expensive motor boats and yachts tied up stern first to the harbour wall.
In the little group of buildings they spotted a small restaurant that did local food. It had some outdoor tables and just through the open, folding glass doors, a bar and behind that a cosy looking restaurant. The owner, a little stocky guy, hardly as tall as Sue, in his fifties, dark with the Mediterranean sun but with bright white teeth and quite good looking for his age, was sitting at the bar as they walked in, it was a little early but he welcomed them in and called his wife over to introduce themselves, Roberto and Consuelo. Belinda felt it was a genuine welcome and not done in the hope that they would spend lots of money there although that must have been going through his commercial mind.
Sue took the lead, "Belinda and I'm Sue."
He led them over to the bar "Wine?" and without waiting for an answer poured two glasses of glowing red wine. "On the house for two pretty ladies" he said.
His wife smiled at them, gave him a little conspiratorial nudge and made off back to her kitchen. He had enough English to ask where they had come from and where they were staying and he then launched of into a series of places they must go, what to see, what was good and what to avoid.
When they were ready to eat, he ushered them through into the restaurant and they chose a table in the back and then ate their way through the food specially selected for them by Roberto. They had a great starter and then a main course, a lightly spiced and delicious mouth watering lamb together with a superb mixed salad. During the course of the meal, they also managed to get through a few large glasses of wine and were both feeling the effects. Probably didn't get too loud but they were certainly very giggly.
