It had been about nine months since their first trip to Holguin province and the wonderful Paradisus Rio de Oro, when Julia and James found them selves stepping off the Conquest tours bus one more time. The hotel looked spectacular and Julia and James had heard that two specialty restaurants had been added and that a new, larger nightclub had been completed. The nightclub was now reputed to have the best Cuban bands in the province.
When they checked in, Julia and James discovered that their new room was in the building right across from where they had stayed last time, but was on the upper level. Their warp-around balcony actually had a restricted view of the sea, looking over toward the area where the two private villas were located.
"Wow," exclaimed James "I had almost forgotten just how beautiful this place is!" "It does keep just getting better, doesn't it" Julia replied. I can't wait to see the beaches again."
"And I can't wait to see you on the beach in that new black thong" James grinned. James and Julia were fifty and forty-nine respectively and have been married for twenty-seven years.
In the last few years they had made frequent one-week excursions to Cuba to relax, recharge and to enjoy private time together. With each trip, their "private time" was becoming more exciting and adventuresome!
After lunch the couple made their way to the Los Caleticas beaches, selecting the second beach to lay out their beach mats and sundry equipment; books, lotion, snorkels & masks, water bottles. For an hour or so they had the beach to themselves and Julia enjoyed the opportunity to bare her breasts to the sun, without German men walking back and forth admiring her pert little nipples and full pussy lips that the thong did a poor job concealing.
From time to time another couple or two would walk past on the edge of the beach as they made their way from beach one to beach three. Sometimes in search of a coral free pathway to swimming...sometimes just to explore. While the men would cast admiring glances towards her, none made Julia feel on display, at least not more on display than she loved to be!
There were no children on the beach, and no Cubans. School must be back in Julia thought as she lay on her back reading an erotic fantasy in the latest Black Lace novelette that James had picked up. Appropriately, it was about a couple on a beach vacation. A couple that had very little in the way of inhibitions. Two lovers that sought adventure every day they were on holidays! With the explicit nature of her reading material, her bare breasts and the couples passing by, Julia was starting to get mildly aroused and could feel some dampness growing in her loins, a dampness that she was enjoying as she basked in the warmth of the tropical sun.
While James was off snorkelling with his new equipment, a couple in their mid-to-late thirties made their way down the steep steps to the beach and set up their blanket about twenty feet or so away from Julia. They likely would not have set up so close to Julia, except that the sun was retreating from the beach and only a pocket about one-third the size of the beach was in sunlight.
Even though she was alone and top-free, Julia didn't mind the proximity. The couple seemed friendly, waving hello to her, and they both were attractive and, seemingly, comfortable to be around. When the woman shed her top revealing full, well-tanned breasts, Julia was certain that this couple would be fine to share the beach with (and that James would have no objections).
A half an hour or so passed after their arrival when James returned from snorkelling. He lay beside Julia dripping wet and teasing her with the drops that feel from his skin. Flicking droplets on her warm skin and running his hands over her body James played with her, touching her somewhat provocatively. It wasn't until he lay on his back to catch the rays of the sun that he noticed the couple that had joined them on their "private beach."
The gentleman was shorter and slimmer than James, but seemed to be fit and tightly muscled without any bulk. He was deeply tanned and had short dark hair. He was probably about 5'8 and 155. His partner (wife?) was somewhat less tanned and had chestnut hair. She wore a leopard-print thong that, as in the case of his own wife, left little to the imagination. She had full breasts and large dark nipples, nipples the size and shape of the eraser on the end of a wooden pencil. While trim and fit looking, she was by no means slim. Her legs were long and muscled, but she had a full bottom, round hips and a ripped tummy. She may have been an aerobics instructor at one time, or a belly dancer (James mused to himself).
Julia noticed James glancing in the direction of the other couple and leaned into him, breathing in his ear "So, what do you think, is she hot?" She is very attractive baby, but she couldn't get me nearly as hot as you do in that thong. Your nipples are soooooooo hard and your pussy lips are protruding nicely through that thong. You really should have a gusset" James replied, "but none of the men on the beach will object" he suggested a little wickedly.
What about him? He seems your type, not too pumped, but muscular and based on the bulge in his Speedo, I'd say he is well hung. "You are bad" is all Julia would say as she pinched James's waist and then ran into the water.
James followed Julia to the water and they played for a while, with her sitting in his lap and kissing him as she rocked back and forth on his hardness beneath the surface. When he was sure the other couple was not looking, James gently squeezed her breasts and roll her nipples between his thumb and index finger. "You better stop mister or we may have an international incident. I'll do you right here if you are not careful."
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm," James considered as he released her from his hold, "I may want to take my chances, but perhaps not on our first day."
Once the bulge in James' trunks had diminished, they made their way back to their blanket and books to luxuriate in the sun. Some time passed and lotion was applied and reapplied when they noticed the younger couple approaching them.
Hola! Espaniol, Francais, Deuthce, English? She asked with a smile.
"English or French" James replied. But English is our first language. That's good laughed the woman, because our German is bad. We are Carlos and Maria Santiago from Spain. We've been here for almost a week, but have just discovered these lovely little beaches. Did you just arrive?"
"Yes, just today. But we were here for a week last year. It's a wonderful resort and these beaches are a special, treat. I'm James Lassiter and this is my wife Julia. We're Canadian, from Vancouver."
James was trying admirably to carry on a conversation without being too obvious that he was checking out Maria who, in her wet bikini bottom, was showing all the contours that one would expect in a mature woman. Carlos for his part, and demonstrating his Mediterranean heritage, was making no pretence, eyeing Julia up and down with appreciative eyes.
Julia was smiling at the couple and felt comfortable in her limited state of dress. She did feel Carlos' eyes upon her, but with her husband beside her and with his wife's body equally displayed, Julia was completely relaxed (well maybe not relaxed - her pussy was still damp from the play time with James, and she could feel her nipples harden as they exchanged pleasantries with this couple).
"James" Maria asked, "We noticed you snorkelling for quite some time, are there nice fish to see?"
"Absolutely, I saw some Tangs, and Zebra fish and a few other colourful varieties that I've never seen before. But you have to know where to look. One of the Cubans pointed out a spot to me last year, and it is still good. I could take you and Carlos out sometime if you like. It's an easy swim. The fish are under a shelf of coral only about three feet below the surface."
"I know I'd like that, but Carlos doesn't like to snorkel. Maybe he could keep Julia company while we swim." Maria almost whispered this, with a sultry tone that surprised James.
Although somewhat reluctant to leave Julia with this dark eyed Spanish man, James felt a draw to the water and to the opportunity to show the pool of fish that he had discovered. After all, Julia was a capable woman who could handle any unwanted advances or suggestive talk if she were required to.
Maria and James waded into the water and started their fifty-yard swim to the coral. Maria followed James and wondered how old this couple was. Julia looked very youthful, perhaps only a little older than she and Carlos. James, however, was a question mark. He was very grey, but was in great shape and, from his swimming ability, appeared athletic.
Back on the beach, Carlos was busy chatting Julia up as he continued to admire her body. Explaining that she had had enough sun for her first day. Julia put on a little white Ottawa Senators tee shirt. It was a very tiny one with capped sleeves, but with enough material to inhibit Carlos' view of her hardening nipples.
While they spoke, Julia determined that Carlos and Maria were thirty-six and thirty-four, had two little girls, and lived in the Spanish countryside where they managed a vineyard that had been in Carlos' family for generation upon generation. Julia also found out that the couple was staying in one of the two, gated villas on the hotel's property. While Julia had read advertising material about the villas, she politely questioned Carlos about the private pool and spa, the butler service and the meal service that the private villas offered.
Although he evidently was relatively wealthy, Carlos enjoyed telling her about the pampering they were receiving, including the in-room massage service provided by two lovely young Cuban women and the ability to book any restaurant any night they wished.
Julia sighed that those would be two nice features to have, especially tonight. "We arrived too late to make a reservation for dinner, and would be relegated to the buffet restaurant without you gracious invitation."
"Why don't you join us at the Japanese restaurant tonight. It would be my pleasure to arrange it. We have been looking for some company and you and James seem to be very nice. That is, if you wouldn't mind company."
"Oh, that would be lovely. I'll check with James, but I've read so much about the Japanese restaurant I'm sure he would love to take up you generous invitation. But would they have room, I hear it is very popular?"
