PROLOGUE
Freddy watched his wife in the jacuzzi with Rick. Their backs were to him, but he could tell something was going on. Rick had his arm out on the side of the jacuzzi, and around her shoulders, whispering things in her ear. After several minutes, Rick stood and faced Milly, the bulge in his red Speedos evident. Whatever he was saying to her, appeared to have her confused and undecided. But when he offered his hand, she reached up and took it.
Freddy's wife walked over the grass with Rick. She was dressed only in that tiny white mini-bikini Freddy had bought for her, the one that really was only a joke, the one that barely covered her beautifully large breasts, the one that went transparent when wet.
She was led her over to the little wooden sauna across the grass from the pool and the jacuzzi. Rick opened the door, and with his hand on her ass, pushed her inside, before following her in. Just for a moment Rick re-appeared, taking hold of the door. Freddy saw him look around, and saw the bulge in his Speedos had swollen dramatically.
Then he closed the door with just himself and Freddy's wife inside.
CHAPTER 1: TRICKY RICKY
Milly and Freddy had finally got away to their holiday in the sun, the first time together in nearly twenty years. In that time their careers had taken off, and they'd raised a son and two daughters, both of whom were now old enough to leave the nest. The stress of Freddy's engineering sub-contacting business, and Milly's highly demanding role in healthcare, had left them both tense and exhausted. So this amazing holiday to the beaches of Marbella in southern Spain and the apartment with the communal pool, was just what they were after.
So why the hell had Milly agreed that Rick could take the apartment next door?
"He's so lonely," said Milly as she sat next to her husband on the plane. "Ever since the divorce, he's just not been himself."
"He's a womaniser," replied Freddy, glancing over at Rick who was sat a couple of rows in front. "He slept with that poor girl, and her friend. Several times. And those are just the ones we know about."
"I told you, he's a changing man, Freddy. He's just not like that anymore. We have to give him a chance. And he loves Marbella, he's been here before, you know."
Freddy looked at his tiny blonde wife sat next to him. At the best part of five feet, with blue eyes and an angelic face, she sometimes acted as innocent as she looked. Her huge round breasts and fiery temper reminded him of Bernadette, the character portrayed by Melissa Rauch in the sit-com
Big Bang Theory
. Her black framed glasses completed the geeky schoolteacher look. Men often started at her, regardless of Freddy's presence. And when they discovered she was a nurse too, it was almost impossible to stop some of them. He loved that his little wife was a cock-magnet, and often wondered just how many men might have taken advantage of her over the years had he not been present to come to her rescue.
Freddy's dick twitched as he stared at her tight white top, and the thought of her exposing or at least freeing those wonderful globes within a little bikini. But she was too naive to think that Rick wouldn't equally be as aroused and try to make his move on her. He wondered how she would react if Rick asserted himself over her, and felt his erection growing at the thought of her wrestling with the much bigger man. Perhaps he would need to give this more thought. And anyway, Rick had just awarded Freddy a sub-contract on a large engineering job that would finally pay of all their loans and mortgage. So letting him holiday with them and perhaps get a glimpse of Milly in her bathing suit was just a small way of saying thank-you.
Their apartment was on the first floor, with two en-suite bedrooms at either end, a living-dining area, and a kitchen, all connected via a full-length balcony that overlooked the beautifully manicured lawns and palm trees that surrounded the pool. A jacuzzi was discreetly located behind some palms, and across the other side was a small wooden sauna.
"Wow, it's beautiful," said Milly. "Shame the pool's not bigger."
"It's all about quality not quantity, Milly," said Freddy.
Freddy and Milly were in the bedroom unpacking and changing. From the next apartment the familiar sounds of Rick's
Black Sabbath
could be heard heavy and loud.
"We'll have to tell him to turn that down at some point," said Freddy rolling his eyes.
"I'll go and ask him," said Milly.
Freddy was about to tell her not to bother, when he saw her disappearing through the bedroom door. She was dressed only in a pale blue bikini, which admittedly was reasonably respectable with high waisted bottoms that covered everything that a forty-something mother and wife required. But the bikini top was underwired, lifting and separating Milly's large round breasts.
Freddy was about to call after her to put something else on, but she was gone.
He continued unpacking, half thinking to himself that Rick's wandering eyes and suggestive comments would soon convince Milly that he only had one thing on his mind.
Freddy showered and shaved, dressed in a floral print short sleeved shirt and Bermudas, before checking out the kitchen to see if their pre-ordered supplies had been delivered. The fridge was well stocked, so he removed a beer from the fridge and wandered out through the kitchen doors on to the balcony, leaning over the rail to gaze over the pool.
Sounds of Milly's giggling came from the apartment to his left. A large wall separated their balcony from Rick's, but Freddy noticed a small gap at the very top. Intrigued as to what was making his wife giggle, he pulled a chair up against the wall and climbed up so that he could just peer over the top.
Milly was lying on a sun longer opposite Rick. They both had near-empty beers in their hands.
"I tell you, I'm so pleased that I could join you," said Rick. "I can't tell you how happy I was when you asked me to come away with you. You've been so good to me, Mil."
"Aww, that's ok, Ricky," she rubbed his forearm. "You've had such a tough time lately, and I know that, well, you've had nobody but yourself to blame, it's time you moved on."
"I know. I really know. You're so right, Mil. I've been such an idiot, and I should have seen it all coming. You're right. But I've changed now, Mil. I really have. And it's all because of you. You've been such a good friend to me recently, I don't know how I could have done it without you."
"Awww, that's so sweet, Ricky." She stood up, and leaning forward she kissed Rick on the forehead, her magnificent cleavage just in front of his eyes.
Despite Milly's bossy and feisty exterior, another characteristic of Bernadette from
Big Bang Theory
, Milly was often very considerate, caring, and accommodating, especially to older men. Freddy was five years older than Milly, and they had met just after she had completed her nursing degree. She had only experienced two lovers before Freddy, both of them much older university professors, who had regularly taken her to their bed on the pretext of ensuring she would not fail her exams. Milly had often confessed that being obedient with them had made her wet with excitement, and so she had opened her legs whenever they instructed.
The image of Milly squirming on her back as an older man had his way with her, often burst into Freddy's mind. He had fantasied what it would be like to watch his wife being fucked by another man, maybe one with lots of experience.
Rick was five years older than Freddy, and although not quite what might be considered to be "older", was still charming, devious, and had a reputation for being quite manipulative.
Freddy decided to go and rescue her before she made a complete fool of herself, or asked Rick to marry her, or something.
He knocked loudly on Freddy's door, and then again. There was no answer, and he was about to call Milly's mobile, when eventually the door opened.
"Oh, hi, Freddy," said Rick. "Come in. We were wondering where you were."
Freddy strolled through the living room and on to the balcony.
"Freddy!" exclaimed his semi-naked wife, rising to greet him and wrap her arms around his neck. "Rick's suggested we go out for a meal this evening. He's paying."
Rick shrugged his shoulders. "It's the least I can do for you letting me come. Besides, we can all celebrate the contract I awarded you! You'll be designing those components for this job for months!"
It was true, the contract Rick had won was worth a seven figure sum, and a chunk of that would be coming Freddy's way. Goodbye mortgage, credit card bills, and those two loans they had.
Back in their apartment, Milly changed into a light pink top, with a V neck that displayed the tops of her breasts, and a casual long white skirt.
Freddy unpacked the rest of her things. He held up a tiny white triangle bikini, dangling it in front of her, smiling mischievously.
