It was the holiday we had always dreamed of. The middle of summer and the sun over Sorrento was so hot that you could have fried an egg on the pavement. My wife Marie and I were on our first holiday without the kids, who were staying with my parents and we were determined to really let out hair down and have a good time. I was only in my mid-thirties, and Marie was still in her late-twenties, so we were still young enough to paint the town red, which we did every single night.
We are from the UK, but midway through the holiday we met up with a wonderful American couple, while on a night out in a cocktail bar. Dan and Julie were in their forties, but they were both in great shape for their age. They enjoyed cycling amongst other pursuits which kept them both fit and healthy. As we sat talking, my eyes kept wandering over Julie's body. She was slim and of average height, with dark hair hanging to her shoulders. Her breasts were concealed by the dark blouse she was wearing, but they looked of a good size. Dan was taller, and of stocky build. They were both quite good-looking and fitted together well as a couple, like some people do. They just looked right together.
Marie and I were much different to the couple sat opposite us. I guess you could say that we were good-looking too. Certainly we had both several partners before we met, ten years ago now, and we both garnered interest from the opposite sex when we were out without our spouses. I was shortish for a guy and 5'6" and Marie likewise at just 5'. Unlike Dan, I am slender but toned, and Marie was dissimilar to Julie in that she was a natural, pale blonde. The only thing the two women did share was their equally healthy bosom. Marie was a plentiful 36E, and Julie looked to be a similar size although it was impossible to tell accurately, dressed as she was.
Despite our differences, we struck it off immediately and spent most of the evening together, travelling from bar to bar and having some supper in a lovely little pizzeria at the end of the night. Dan and Julie didn't drink, sticking mostly to non-alcoholic cocktails and juices through the night, but Marie and I both enjoy our wines and so by the time we were hailing taxis, we were both quite sloshed and our tongues were wagging more than they might have done otherwise. Marie had taken a real shine to the charming and friendly Dan and was babbling to him about our little girl, who she was missing desperately. As they stood talking I watched Dan, and was amused to see his eyes constantly wander down to peruse Marie's cleavage, displayed as it was above the top of her vest-top.
Julie hadn't noticed although I kept her distracted with our conversations. Julie was a teacher and shared many of the same interests as me, so we had plenty to talk about. I wasn't normally one for older women, but Julie's intellect added to her already attractive looks, and I found myself unconsciously flirting with her. At one point, I put my hand on her arm as I laughed at a pun she had made, but Julie pulled away uncertainly.
"I'm sorry," I said to her quickly, desperate not to offend, but Julie just smiled at me disarmingly.
"It's fine," she reassured me. "I'm just not used to you Europeans. You're all much more tactile than us guys."
"Well yeah, I suppose," I agreed as a taxi finally pulled up alongside us. "Good night then!"
Dan guided Julie into the car, while Marie and I waited for the next one. As the door closed though, the window wound down and Dan leaned out and waved at us.
"Tomorrow at mid-day then?" he said and Marie nodded.
"See you then!" she said happily, and as the car drove off down the cobbled Neapolitan road, I asked her what she had set-up now. "I thought they were nice so I said we could meet at the beach tomorrow?" I was fine with that, in fact the thought of Julie in a bikini or swimsuit was rather appealing.
The following day was another scorcher. We hit the beach first, and I was just helping Marie apply her sun-block when Dan and Julie turned up. Dan commented on how much lotion I was rubbing into Marie's back. I pointed out that Marie was fair colouring didn't get on too well with the strong sun, so unless she wanted to look a lobster for the next week we had to go through this ritual several times a day. Marie was sat with her back to me, but facing Dan and again I saw his eyes dip down to her chest as Julie began to unpack their beach-bag. Marie was wearing a dark-pink two-piece bikini, and because I was applying the sun cream to her back, the straps of her top were both hanging off her shoulders temporarily, causing the tops of her breasts to be slightly more exposed than they would be otherwise.
I said hello to Julie as she laid their towels out on the sun beds next to ours. She was wearing a black swimsuit which showed off the shape of her breasts wonderfully, even though the neck line of the top was high and very little cleavage was visible. She smiled at me as she lay down to enjoy the sun, and with Marie all done I lay down and did the same, closing my eyes to relax.
With the remnants of last night's wine still in my system, I dozed off and when I awoke I was alone. I looked around for a moment before spotting the three of them frolicking in the sea some fifty yards or so away. Marie was getting splashed by Julie while Dan laughed at the pair of them, and it looked like she was having a great time so I decided to join them, even though I'm not a big swimmer.
"Good of you to join us," Dan cheered me as I waded out to them.
"I thought you were going to lie there all day!" Marie chimed in, until I splashed her, making her scream in delight. She disappeared below the water and suddenly my legs were pulled from under me and I found myself under the water too. I managed to find my feet again, shaking the water from my ears and coughing and spluttering, much to the amusement of Marie and the American couple.
After we had all cooled down we returned to our loungers and Marie announced she was going to fetch us some ice creams. As I gave her the money, she quietly asked me to join her, so curious as to what she wanted, I tagged along.
