My wife, Katie, and I were heading off on holiday. Nothing special; a week in Tenerife at an apartment complex not too far from the airport. I'm nearly 50, Katie is 42 and it was our first holiday without kids in nearly 16 years. We were looking forward to a dip in the pool, plenty of drinks and (hopefully) plenty of uninterrupted sex.
The weather was good, about 28 degrees celcius in the day, and being out of peak season the apartment complex was not too busy. There was a pool, bar and restaurant on site with plenty of other bars and shops nearby.
We started as we meant to go on with a few drinks by the pool and a swim. Katie still looked good. Brown shoulder length hair with a curvy figure. Naturally big but still firm breast, long legs and a nice round bottom with the just the right amount of wobble that looks and feels even better when when she bends over.
She was wearing a bikini and sarong. The bikini didn't leave too much to the imagination; it barely covered her breasts and the material was thin, so when she'd been in the pool it went almost see through and you could see her pert nipples and dark pubic bush.
I'm sure a few men around the pool enjoyed the display as she laid on a sunbed reading a book; i didn't mind and I know Katie didn't either. She wears a lot of plunging tops and sometimes tells me when she's caught men looking at her. It usually results in us screwing each others brains out. We both get turned on by it.
That evening we stopped at the pool bar for drink before exploring the local area. It was still warm and Katie was wearing a long maxi dress which really showed off her impressive chest.
I went to the bar to get drinks and returned to find Katie had struck up a conversation with an older looking guy who was sitting at a table by himself. His name was Felix, he was German and he asked us if we'd like to join him. We sat down and I asked him if anyone else was joining him. He said he was there by himself and as our conversation continued we found out he was 68, his wife had passed away three years earlier and this was the first time he'd gone on holiday since then. He was an easy going chap, looked in good health for his age and m just wanted people to talk to. We stayed for a couple of drinks before saying our goodbyes and heading off and find something to eat.
We found a small restaurant nearby, ordered food and a bottle of wine and waited for dinner to arrive. Katie said "It's such and shame about Felix's wife, he must be really lonely coming in holiday by himself".
"Yeah, he seemed like a nice guy." I replied "we'll have to make a point of saying hello if we see him around"
We finished dinner and, wanting to make the most of our childless freedom, had a look for a late bar. We didn't have to go far before we found one of many Highland Paddy Irish bars, where there was a Karaoke night. Katie loves karaoke, it looked buzzing and we thought it would be a fun to pop in for a few drinks.
No sooner had we walked in the door than we saw Felix hailing us from the across the bar and inviting us over. All the tables were taken so we were very glad to join his. He was still by himself, but was in a jolly mood and was clearly a few drinks to the good.
"This is liveliest place I could find and the singing is .... Entertaining!" He said with a chuckle.
I went to get a round of drinks; double G&Ts for Katie and me and large glass of red for Felix. We had a corner bench with a small round table towards the back of the bar. He was right; it was a lively bar but most of the people were over 30 and it was all good natured.
I sat down next to Katie and with Felix on the other side. They were deep in conversation and Katie was leaning in
to hear what he was saying. This meant he had a perfect view down her top and I was pretty certain he knew it.
It turned into an unexpectedly great night. The Karaoke standard was mixed to say the least and got more entertaining the drunker the singers (and we) got. Katie was having a proper giggle with Felix and kept telling me what a lovely old man he was. She's always been very community minded and I think it made her feel good to know this lonely old man was having a good time.
After another couple of hours and several more drinks, I noticed Felix was getting more familiar with Katie. Occasionally placing his had on her bare back as he talked into her ear and he was not even trying to be subtle about looking directly at her tits while he leaned in to hear what she was saying.
Katie didn't show any signs that it was bothering her and it wasn't long before his hand had moved from her back to her knee and then higher up her thigh. Personally, I was fine with it. It wasn't like he was any sort of real threat to me and I thought, well "good for him if he gets a little thrill from a MUCH younger woman."
I wanted to make sure Katie wasn't feeling uncomfortable, though. When he visited the toilet Katie turned to me and knew exactly what I was thinking.
"Well, he's got some liquid courage in him." She said, slightly slurring her words.
"He's certainly letting his hands wander" I said. "Is it bothering you."
"No!" She giggled. "I feel bad for the guy, I don't mind if he gets a little thrill looking at my boobs and gives my leg a squeeze. Are you ok with it?"
"Yeah, as long as you are. I'm sure it'll give him something to think about later when he's back in his room!" We both laughed and Katie gave me a dirty look.
Katie jumped up to get another round of drinks and while she was ordering, Felix came back from the toilet looking a little wobbly on his feet. He saw Katie at the bar and went over.
I watched them chatting and laughing as they waited for the order. Felix was almost leaning on Katie with his hand gently rubbing on her lower back, but as she reached over to pick up the drinks, Felix let his hand slide across her round bottom and I was sure he gave it a squeeze. Katie glanced at him with the same knowing, dirty look she'd given me earlier. It didn't seem like she was telling him to stop, more letting him know she knew what he was up.
They sat back down and we had our drinks. It was getting late we were all drunk but the conversation and laughter flowed. Felix continued looking at Katie's chest and touching her leg through her dress, sometimes rubbing her thigh or sliding his hand around to the inside of her knee. One time I swear she even parted her legs slightly to make it easier. I was partly jealous, but mostly really turned on at my wife flirting with Felix and letting him have his fun.
We all agreed this was the last drink and it was time to leave. We stumbled out of the bar and back up the road to the apartments. We were on the second floor and Felix was on the third. He looked slim and in good shape, but said he struggled with so many steps. He turned to Katie, "Can you help me up the last set of stairs?".
She replied "come on then old man, grab on!" I smiled to myself; I could have stepped in to help, but too many drinks and a last chance to grope the accommodating Katie were at the root Felix's request and I wasn't going to stop his fun at this stage of the night.
I said I'd see her back at the room, Katie put her arm around his waste and helped him up the steps. His hand was making its way towards her bum before they'd even gone 3 steps.
I got back to our room and waited for Katie to appear any second; I was keen to hear just how many liberties Felix had taken.
About 10 minutes later the door opened and she walked in looking flush with a mischievous look on her face.
She came over without saying anything, put her arms around my neck and started kissing me passionately.
"Did you have a good time tonight?" She asked as I started kissing her neck.
"I did" I replied. "You looked like you were enjoying yourself too! Did you like being touched up by a dirty old man?"
"Mmmm! He's a lovely old man and harmless so I didn't mind giving him a little thrill... I liked that you enjoyed it too." She said.
