Introduction
Mimi and I were married in 2001 on her 18th Birthday. We both came from very privileged backgrounds and had known each other since childhood as our fathers were business associates. We had shared many family holidays together.
Mimi's mother is Japanese and her good looks and slender figure have certainly been passed on to Mimi.
My mother died after a prolonged illness when I was 11. She was a very wealthy woman in her own right having inherited a fortune from her family's shipping company. She had set up a trust fund for me that matured on my 18th birthday. I did not realise how big the legacy was until it matured and I inherited a portfolio of property, stock and bonds valued at over £750,000,000. I was three months older than Mimi so by the time we became Mr and Mrs Stevens, I was a very rich spoiled kid.
We returned from our honeymoon in my Dad's Villa in Bali and settled in to our luxurious Kensington penthouse; a wedding present from Mimi's parents. With three bedrooms, two bathrooms and a roof terrace it was the ultimate extravagance.
My working life consisted of a week at the quarterly auctions at my dad's Fine Arts business of which I would become joint owner on my 21st birthday. Mimi spoilt rotten by her parents, and by me as well now, was a true lady of leisure.
Mimi had done a lot of gymnastics at school. I also liked to keep fit so we filled our time with regular gym visits and yoga classes. We both took up Kick Boxing and became reasonably adept.
We both like Karaoke as well and quite often went to the local pubs when Karaoke was on. A combination of that and our parents influence had given us both a love of 60's and 70's music. I was a half decent guitarist while Mimi, though specialising on the flute, could play most woodwind instruments.
Although we wanted for nothing our upbringings had been quite sheltered and our early sex life was a bit like learn as you go. One morning, after another clumsy attempt at love making I said jokingly "Maybe we should watch some internet porn to get some ideas."
"That's a great Idea," Mimi smiled. "No time like the present."
We went into the study and turned on the desk top. I was surprised how easy it was to access porn and we surfed for almost an hour watching all sorts of sexual gymnastics in different situations until the maid service turned up.
Mimi had already acquired the taste to show off, dressing to make the most of her near perfect body so it was no surprise that the exhibitionist and outdoor porn seemed to really excite her.
Watching porn together became a regular pastime and it certainly helped us in the bedroom as we experimented with some of the positions we had discovered and added some role play to our love making. We tried oral and anal sex for the first time.
Our sex life improved dramatically over the next few months as our confidence built.
I noticed that Mimi was walking round the apartment naked more and more and leaving the blinds open. Being a penthouse apartment it was only overlooked by the penthouse opposite so I doubt that she was seen very much but it excited me nevertheless.
Mimi's wardrobe was getting more daring and she loved the looks she got when we were out and about. I loved it too if I'm honest. I felt lucky knowing that I had what other men wanted.
We had had plenty of holidays in exotic locations mainly at the various holiday homes our parents owned but, except for our honeymoon, had never travelled on our own.
One sunny June afternoon we were sat on the roof terrace sipping wine.
"Do you ever fancy a holiday that is independent from our parents, Mimi?" I asked
"How do you mean?" she replied.
"You know, just the two of us somewhere warm where we're not waited on hand and foot."
"That sounds great."
The following day we went to a local travel agent and booked a fortnights self catering holiday in Ibiza. When we told our parents both of our fathers were mortified that we were "slumming" it but Mimi's mum was the voice of reason as usual. "They have to have their independence to find what they want in life," she said to Mimi's dad. "Remember what we were like at their age."
"That's what worries me," he replied with a smile.
IBIZA, July 2004
Day 1 (Friday) 2nd July.
We didn't completely slum it. We upgraded our flight and flew first class with BA from Heathrow, landing in Ibiza at 11:30 Am; half an hour getting through passport control and retrieving our luggage and a pre-booked taxi transfer got us to our Apart-hotel by 12:30.
We checked in and I booked an extra night to fit in with our return flight. We were in a third floor room. We were looking round for the bellboys but there were none. The receptionist directed us to the lifts and for the first time in our young lives we had to carry our own luggage.
The apartment was quite spacious with a kitchen/diner/lounge area and a separate bedroom with an ensuite bathroom. Both rooms had patio doors leading to a large balcony with a pool view. We were quite impressed.
We unpacked our cases, another first, and I opened the fridge to get us a drink. It was empty. I must have looked stupid as I stared into the fridge in disbelief.
"We're self-catering, remember, "Mimi laughed. " We need to go shopping."
After freshening up and getting changed we spent a couple of hours acquainting ourselves with the hotel facilities. We were pleased to see that there was an indoor pool and a small but reasonably well equipped gym with a Jacuzzi, sauna and steam room. There was a small 24-hour supermarket in the basement.
We had a drink at the Pool bar. Mimi attracted some admiring glances and I have to say she looked really hot dressed in figure hugging shorts and a crop top that came to just below her bust.
"We better go shopping," she said. We finished our drinks and headed downstairs
This was another first for us. Neither of us had ever shopped for anything other than clothes and occasional presents. I picked up a basket on the way in, the sort with wheels on and a telescopic handle. We walked along the aisles. We had no intention of cooking while we were here so we bought snack food, a couple of cartons of fruit juice and some tea bags. I added a couple of litre bottles of water and perused the wine isle. I couldn't believe how cheap the prices were. There were five litre wine boxes for 10 Euros!
"This must be like vinegar," I said to Mimi
"You've been spoilt," she retorted. "Just get a box of each. I'm sure it won't be that bad."
I did as she said but added a couple of bottles of wine to be on the safe side. I went to the till. I tried to pay with my credit card but the girl shook her head.
"Cash only," she said in heavily accented English.
Fortunately I had enough cash to cover the bill.
We took the lift up to the third floor, found our apartment and unpacked our shopping.
"Do you want a Wine?" I asked Mimi.
"Shall we try the red?"
"OK. I'll bring them out to the balcony."
It took me a while to figure out how to open the wine box; it was the first one I had seen. I poured us two good measures expecting it to go down the sink within five minutes and took them out to the balcony. Mimi was lying back in her chair with her arms behind head. Her top had ridden up exposing the bottom of her nipples. She looked incredibly horny.
I put the glasses on the table.
"I was nearly asleep there," Mimi said stifling a yawn and stretching. Her top rode higher completely revealing her breasts. As she sunk back into her chair her top stayed rested on the top of her breasts but she either didn't realise or didn't care.
We drank some wine. It was decent and very quaffable considering the price.
"What do you want to do tonight, Mimi?" I asked.
"I'm quite tired," she replied."How about we have a few more wines, do a bit of people watching and eat in the hotel restaurant. Then after a couple of more drinks in the bar we can have a nice slow fuck and get an early night."
"That sounds great," I said, massaging her still naked breasts.
The hotel was built in a U shape surrounding the pool area. Our room overlooked the pool and the facing rooms of the hotel complex. It was right in the corner of the U. A lot of the balconies on the same floor as ours and some of the ones above had a clear view into our apartment, especially those that formed the base of the U. I didn't realise then how that would shape our holiday.
I poured us a couple of more drinks and we watched the activity round the pool and on the balconies we could see.
