Michael and Cherry Masterton sat opposite each other quietly in the hotel bar. Two glasses of chilled Chablis rested untouched between them; tiny rivulets of condensation rolled slowly from the outside of the bowls and down the stems forming damp rings on the old wooden table. The full majesty of the setting sun reflected in the still waters of the Pacific behind them and the palm fronds wafted gently in the falling evening breeze. But neither were interested in the sights, both were deep in their own thoughts.
"Nervous?" Michael asked, at last breaking the silence.
"A little."
"There's still time, sweetheart. If you want we can just stop this now and .."
"Oh God, they're here!" Cherry whispered in a gasped voice.
Michael looked around and saw the couple walking unhurriedly towards them. He guessed that they were maybe a little younger then he and Cherry and both looked very attractive. Oh, well, he thought as he rose from his seat, it was now or never!
Michael effected the introductions and quickly learned that their guests we called Steven and Lisa. Both seemed extremely pleasant and attentive and, as Michael introduced his wife he saw a sly grin widen Steve's face.
"Such a sweet name, Cherry!" He laughed, "soft, juicy and delicious. And ripe for plucking, perhaps?"
Both Michael and Cherry laughed. The ice now well and truly broken, Steve seemed to take charge and suggested that they all adjourn to Mike and Cherry's room.
"You okay?" Michael whispered as he and Cherry entered the room.
"I am now! Steve is very sexy and Lisa is too. I think we are both going to enjoy this!"
"All right then! Damn we are actually going to do this, aren't we?"
Cherry smiled back broadly and giggled as she nodded her head. Michael was right, they were about to get involved in their very first swing!
After everyone had showered and settled down, Cherry was the last one out of the bathroom. As she walked into the room with a white towel wrapped around her tingling body Steve once again commented on how attractive she looked. Cherry preened herself and smiled. It felt wonderful to be receiving so many compliments.
"But I think you'd look even better without the towel!" Steven continued. "Why don't you hop up on the bed and I'll see if I can make you feel even more special?"
Michael watched his wife wordlessly obey a man that she had met only a few minutes ago. And clamber up onto the large double bed that dominated the centre of the room. Steve joined her quickly and as their lips met in a passionate embrace his hands deftly unravelled the towel from around her to reveal her pink, freshly washed body. Slowly his hands began to roam; caressing and gently fondling her womanly flesh. Mike watched as Cherry's nipples stiffened visibly as Steve touched them and heard a quiet moan of satisfaction escape her lips.
As was the previously agreed arrangement for the evening, Mike sat back in a comfortable armchair and simply watched while Lisa sat at his feet with her head resting against his leg. She was a petite, almost oriental looking woman and as her long black hair cascaded over Mike's leg he could feel his erection pressing urgently against the inside of his pants.
Both Mike and Lisa looked on while Steve struggled out of his clothes and then joined Cherry back on the bed. Gently and slowly he gripped her ankles and spread her legs wide.
