PART 2
The exertions of the previous evening plus the wine had an effect on me and, following John's departure, I fell into a deep sleep. I was woken the following morning by a gentle knocking on the door and nudged Richard awake to investigate. It turned out to be the chambermaid wanting to clean our room; we had overslept and the time was half past ten.
"Well that's breakfast missed," I said, clambering out of bed and heading for the bathroom.
"Afraid so," Richard replied, "We'll have to go and find a café and get something there."
After showering and dressing we headed downstairs, passing the now empty Dining Room, and out into the street. "I'm desperate for a cup of tea," I said as we strolled through the sunlit streets, looking for a café.
"Hungover?" Richard queried.
"Just a little," I replied, "but a cup of tea will sort me out."
"You got a good sorting out last night," he grinned, "a great start to out holiday."
"Yes," I agreed. "Did you enjoy it too?"
"Absolutely," he confirmed," very enjoyable."
We soon found a café where we both had a good breakfast. I felt much better after several cups of tea and we started to plan our day, deciding on a trip to the beach and a day's sunbathing. "I need to go back to the hotel to collect our things and put my swimsuit on," I said as we paid the bill.
We made our way back to the hotel through the busy streets, arriving there just as Sandra and John were leaving. "Hello you two," John said warmly. "What are you up to today?"
"We were thinking of going to the beach," Richard replied, "just going to get changed and collect our things."
"We're taking the car to Crantock," Sandra said, "There's a great beach there. Why don't you join us?"
I looked at Richard to see his reaction. "That would be nice," he said smiling. "What do you think Glen?"
"Lovely!" I replied.
"We'll wait here for you while you get your things," John said, grinning. "Don't forget your swimsuit Glen," he joked.
I laughed and we headed up to our room to change and collect our things. "John's keen to see you in your swimsuit," Richard said as we made our way upstairs.
"I think he's more keen to see me in my Birthday Suit," I joked.
"Well I'm sure you'll manage to arrange that," he smirked.
"Maybe," I replied coyly, feeling the butterflies rise in my stomach.
We reached our room and changed quickly. I chose a blue one piece swimsuit with a halter neck which showed off my cleavage nicely and over that, a loose cotton sundress. I was surprised that Richard didn't try to grope me as I was changing since I had notice that he was semi-erect as he donned his swimming shorts. We grabbed sun cream and towels before hurrying back down to join Sandra and John.
"You look great!" John whispered, sidling up to me as we walked to their car and squeezing my bottom gently. "I'm so glad that you could join us today."
"He's been looking for you all morning," Sandra said. "He was quite disappointed when he didn't see you both at breakfast."
"We overslept I'm afraid," Richard admitted. "We had to go out to find some breakfast."
"Well you're here now." Said Sandra, "and John's a happy bunny."
We reached the car and Richard and I sat in the back as John drove us the short journey to Crantock. "Have you been here before?" John enquired.
"Richard's been," I replied, "he came here as a teenager"
"So you know all about the beach and the caves, "John said.
"Yes the beach is wonderful and the caves along the edge are well worth exploring" Richard agreed.
"Well we can do that," John enthused "though I doubt that Sandra will be interested. Once she gets in the sun she likes to lay there immobile. How about you Glen, would you like to explore the caves with us?"
I felt Richard's hand gently stroke the inside of my thigh. "Maybe," I replied, "if I get tired of sunbathing." I looked into John's rear-view mirror and our eyes met. He smiled and I returned his smile with interest.
John parked the car in the sandy lane leading to the beach and we clambered out. He opened the boot and I was surprised to see that it contained a collection of sun-loungers and folding chairs, as well as a large picnic basket. We all grabbed something to carry, with the men bearing the majority of items and made our way to the beach.
We set up our "camp" on the edge of the dunes. In front and to our right was a large sparsely populated beach with the sea in the distance. To our right ran a channel which narrowed significantly as it curved away further right.
John pointed to the channel o our right. "When the tide comes in it fills the channel completely, so when it goes out it leaves nice pools which are perfect for swimming in," he said.
"And where are the caves?" I enquired.
"Round the bend on our right," Richard replied.
It really was a beautiful day and we all removed our outer clothes and soaked up the warm sunshine in our swimwear. Sandra wore a white micro-bikini which suited her frame, she was so thin she looked almost anorexic!
John delved into the picnic basket and produced a bottle of white wine in a cooler. "Glass of wine ladies?" he asked.
"Yes please," said Sandra.
"No thanks," I replied, "It's too early for me, I'll have some water if that's ok."
"A little hung over?" John enquired, "You were quite merry last night." He stood over me to pass the water and took advantage of his body blocking Sandra's view to run his hands over my breasts. Then slipping his hand inside the top of my swimsuit he found my nipple and ran his fingers gently over it, feeling it harden under his touch.
His groin was level with my face and I could plainly see his erection pushing out his swimming shorts, so I slipped my right hand inside the leg of his shorts and stroked his hard shaft gently, before cradling his balls in my hand and giving them a quick squeeze. John removed his hand and sat down quickly taking great care that Sandra couldn't see the state that he was in. I caught Richard's eye and he smiled and winked at me
A few minutes later Sandra sat up and removed her bikini top, she was absolutely flat-chested. "Are you going topless too Glen?" John said cheekily.
"No chance John," I replied smiling.
"Ignore him Glen," Sandra said, "He only wants to ogle your boobs. He's got a breast fixation, which is shame for him, seeing that I don't have any," she laughed.
We spent a pleasant couple of hours chatting and soaking up the sun, then Richard said, "I'm baking here, anyone fancy finding one of those pools and cooling off?"
John and I agreed but Sandra said, "I'm happy here. You three go and I'll stay here and keep an eye on our things."
We took a couple of towels and set of in out swimwear to explore. Before long we had rounded the corner and were out of view from the beach. There was hardly anyone wandering along in our direction and both of them took advantage of this to fondle my bottom as we strolled along. I was aware that we were not completely alone however, and so I held each ones hand as we walked along to prevent any public embarrassment.
We came upon a nice deep pool in the sand and the men dived in straight away whilst I stood on the edge up to my knees in water. It was surprisingly warm and I ventured in further until the water was up to my waist.
Both of them swam up to me and I felt Richard's hand on my bottom whilst John's hand caressed my pubic mound. Richard kissed me softly on the lips as John's fingers wormed their way inside my swimsuit and found my pussy slit.
"Not here boys!" I exclaimed pushing their hands away as best as I could, "it's far too public. Let's find one of those caves you were telling me about."
"They're just a bit further on," John replied, "Let's go and find a suitable one."
We dried ourselves and set off to find the caves, with me again holding each one's hand to prevent any public groping. I realised that I would soon need to pee and this started to become more urgent as we strolled along. "Can we hurry up," I said. "I need a pee."