I woke early the next morning as usual, leaving Alice fast asleep in our double bed. The sun was shining, the morning was still not too hot and I felt hungry so I showered, dressed and walked the mile or so into the nearest village and bought bread, milk and croissants for our breakfast.
As I returned to the apartment with my purchases in a paper bag, my mind was full of plans for the coming evening. In less than twelve hours Steve would be here with a full day and, more importantly, two full nights to spend with my lovely wife.
Alice had been very disappointed when Steve hadn't been here to greet her though she had tried to hide the fact; we had both been really looking forward to the prospect of Steve taking my place in her bed and body for maybe a full four days. To find out he was stuck in business meetings and would be arriving two full days late had disappointed her still further - though she still wouldn't let me touch her sexually in case it 'spoiled her' for her lover when he did arrive.
I tried to be positive, pointing out that we still had the remaining two days and nights for the two of them to be together and she had rewarded my attention with one of the best hand jobs I had ever enjoyed.
We had made the most of the previous two days and nights, with plenty of exercise, good food and sunbathing - including Alice's first topless sunbathing, which she had taken to remarkably easily despite the presence of several young male spectators.
One in particular, Mitch, the athletic, muscular, twenty-year-old Junior Olympic swimming son of our soon-to-be-divorced neighbours, had been especially persistent, using the unique vantage point of their upstairs balcony from which to watch my wife and Carmen sunbathing bare breasted.
I suspected there would be a lot more topless sunbathing today as the beach we planned to visit was close to the local nudist beach. I also suspected there would be more voyeurism from our friend next door and smiled as I realised how good it made me feel to have a wife that men wanted to watch so badly and probably also wished they could fuck!
I was still in this sexual daze as I entered the security code and opened the high gate to the development. The pathway to the apartment passed the long swimming pool and as I came close, I became aware of two shapes low in the water, both moving quickly.
A few steps nearer and I realised that the smaller of the two shapes had long blonde hair, darkened by dampness and in fact was my wife Alice making an early start to her daily hundred lengths of the pool. She waved to me briefly, hardly breaking her stroke as I showed her the bag of breakfast goodies.
The second shape was moving much, much faster and as I approached closer I saw it was Mitch, obviously doing a little training himself. I stopped dead in my tracks. The boy was a machine; low and sleek in the water, he moved at least twice as fast as my wife, apparently effortlessly, his rippling muscles parting the water as if he had been born into it, turning silently and with barely a ripple at each end of the pool.
I was amazed. I knew he had been a Junior Olympian swimmer but hadn't appreciated just how fast or how strong that would make him. Wow!
I was about to take the pathway to the pool to greet Alice properly when a voice sounded from the apartment's large glass doors. I looked round to see Carmen standing there in her bikini with a towel wrapped around her waist, waving me over anxiously with something in her hand.
Frowning, I abandoned the two swimmers to their exercise and went over to her, wondering what the matter could be. As I reached the doorway she went back inside but as she turned I could see the mobile phone in her hand.
"Hi Carmen," I said cheerfully, the morning's short walk having put me in a great mood, "what's up?"
"Morning Mister Cuckold," she replied but without her usual 'knowing' attitude, "you're going to need to be at your most diplomatic today with your little Hotwife."
"What do you mean?" I asked, putting the bag down on the kitchen worktop, she's having a great time swimming and..."
"That was Steve on the phone," she broke in, "he's still stuck on the project and won't get here until tomorrow at the earliest."
"Oh no!" I said, understanding immediately. "That's terrible news! Alice will be desperately disappointed."
That was an understatement. The original four days and nights of fucking by Steve that we had been looking forward to so much, now looked like being one day and one night at the most. "She'll be heartbroken."
"I know," Carmen said sincerely, "and Steve's really upset too. You know how special he thinks Alice is. I've never seen him as excited with a fuck buddy before. If I didn't know you two so well I'd almost be jealous!"
"We'd better tell her soon and get it over with." I said, looking out of the window at the pool where things had changed somewhat. Instead of the multiple length swimming that had been taking place before, both Alice and Mitch were at the shallow end, talking animatedly. As I watched, Alice leaned forward in the water and Mitch put his arms underneath her belly to support her and she began to move her arms and legs.
"He's giving her a swimming lesson," I observed. Carmen joined me at the window.
"So he is," she grinned, "I bet she's enjoying having those young, strong arms around her body like that. I wouldn't mind a lesson or two myself!" She laughed. "Let her have a bit of fun. We'll tell her after breakfast."
Carmen and laid breakfast on the table on the terrace, by which time, Alice and Mitch were sitting on the pool's edge, still talking animatedly, their faces beaming as Carmen and I crossed the grass to meet them.
"Hi Mitch," Carmen said as we came close, "I see you've met Alice."
"Hi Carmen," he replied, rising to greet us, "We've been training."
I stifled a gasp. From a distance I could tell the boy was an athlete, but close up his body was simply amazing. An inch or two taller than me, from his powerful swimmers' shoulders and arms, down past a tight six-pack of a tummy to long, muscular legs, I couldn't remember ever having seen such an extraordinary physique. Mitch was clearly aware of his attractions though and appeared to stand in just the right position to show himself off to best effect.
He turned to me and offered his hand.
"Hi, I'm Mitch."
"Um... Hi Mitch," I mumbled, "I'm Alice's..."
"Friend!" Carmen cut me short, introducing me by name and totally ignoring the fact that Alice and I were married -- through our matching wedding rings might have given him a clue. I wondered what she was up to but said nothing; experience had taught me that it was best to go along with Carmen's schemes -- at least as far as Alice and I were concerned.
"Would you like to join us for breakfast?" she asked.
"Thanks," he replied, "but I've got to go to the lawyers with Mum and... him...now," he was clearly referring to his mother's new and unwelcome boyfriend, "I'll be back around lunchtime for more training though," he added, looked at Alice enquiringly.
"I'll look forward to it!" she agreed eagerly.
"Great! See you later!" he called as he crossed the grass to the villa, "See you all later!"
Over breakfast, Alice was bright and bouncy and told us all about her new acquaintance. It appeared that Mitch was studying Sports Science at University while he trained for the coming European Championships in Rome. He wasn't really academic but worked hard and trained hard and was happy to give her tips on how to improve her style and maybe go for a run with her and...
Carmen and I exchanged glances as she chatted away happily about Mitch then moved on to how much she was looking forward to seeing Steve alter and how hard the poor man had to work. She didn't mention sex directly but there was a bright sparkle in her eyes that both Carmen and I had come to recognise.
She was desperate to be fucked! How on earth could we break the news about Steve's delay by yet another day?
In the end the question was taken out of our hands. Alice asked straight out when we were going to pick him up from the airport that morning and Carmen was forced to tell her the unwanted news that for the third night in a row, my wife would have to do without the thorough fucking that she and I had been so eagerly looking forward to and, frankly, had travelled all the way to Spain to obtain.
Alice went very quiet and I thought I saw tiny tears forming in the corner of her eyes. Her body trembled a little too but she said almost nothing while we ate then cleared the breakfast dishes.
***
We spent the rest of the morning visiting a local market and buying a few souvenirs. Alice was still subdued but had automatically dressed sexily for the outing in very short tight shorts, flip flops and a tight tube top that showed a good few inches of her flat tummy. It highlighted her slim, fit, almost boyish figure but also displayed the fact that, as a result of her work regime, she now barely had any breasts at all and was obviously both braless and pantyless -- something she would never have dreamed of being before Steve first seduced her in our MPV barely a year ago.
This contrasted with Carmen whose large breasts were barely contained by the tight, short, dark blue sun dress she wore and whose curves it highlighted to great effect.
As we shopped, both girls attracted a lot of attention from locals and tourists alike, especially when they realised - as I eventually discovered - that the outlines of Alice's nipples were clearly discernible through her tight top. To my shame, the knowledge my wife's sexy body was so clearly on display to complete strangers as we walked through the market filled me with an illicit thrill.
Alice remained rather subdued all morning, but her mood improved after a light tapas lunch by the waterside before we returned to the apartment for another afternoon by the pool. Mitch had clearly been waiting for her to reappear because he was ploughing up and down the water with impressive speed as we arrived. Her mood improved further when she saw him and a few minutes later she had donned her smallest bikini and was swimming lengths alongside him. I sat on a chair nearby and read my book.
