Note to the readers: this is the third instalment of a long story I am writing. It is actually my first work as an author of erotica. I am not sure what category this story will fit in. I selected Loving Wives, but I suppose it could also be something else, because there will be several different aspects which could involve other kinks and, as such, other categories. I'd recommend you to start from the first instalment and get acquainted with the characters of the story.
9. The Evening at Ses Salines
We walked through the streets of Eivissa, doing some window shopping and having a lovely tapas snack in a bar near the port area. It was crowded but not too much. After our lunch, we drove back home and took a nap until about 4.00pm. We got dressed, packed a few beach items and headed to one of the beaches that Alex had suggested: Ses Salines.
The idea was to have lay down under the late afternoon sun, have a couple of drinks and dinner at the restaurant on the beach. It had been recommended by our host and it sounded like a fun but quiet place for a couple our age.
Since we did not plan on returning home before dinner, we made sure to have clothes appropriate for dinner, although we did not expect that we would have to wear anything formal.
We got a couple of deckchairs under a sunshade and enjoyed the beautiful light of the beach. The sun was perfect, not too strong anymore, at that time of the day, and we had a long walk on the shore after a nice and refreshing dip into the waters of the sea.
The beach was not as crowded as we expected, it was the perfect amount of people to make it lively without being irritating or noisy. The restaurant behind us served food and drinks to a rather varied crowd. There were many youngsters, but also group of more aged adults were having a good time sipping drinks or having the food served by the restaurant.
Around 7.00pm we ordered some tapas and a couple of beers that were served to us right on the beach. That put us in a very good and cheerful mood.
After another hour or so we thought it was time to sit and have some proper dinner. I ran to the car and got our bag with clothes for the evening, including the lists that we had managed to keep secret to each other. We showered and changed into a more appropriate outfit, but since we were expecting to dine on the beach, it was nothing overly elegant. I just had a navy shirt and a pair of white slacks, whereas Julia had a cute floral printed orange sundress which hugged her curves nicely and showed a generous amount of cleavage.
We sat at our table, which was in a rather secluded corner, away from the bar counter and dancefloor. We ordered a bottle of white wine and some seafood. I was very excited to finally open the lists and see her reaction at mine, but I was also very curious to see Julia's and what she had come up with.
So, when we finished our food and before ordering any dessert, I proposed that we disclose the lists. "Sure." Julia said, "I'm curious to see what's in yours, dirty man."
"We'll see who's the dirty one here, babe. I know for a fact that my wife tends to have a rather deviant mind."
"Deviant huh?" she smirked, "we'll see who's the deviant one, here."
"Ok, here's your list," I said, handing over her folded sheet. "Read the first item."
"Why is it me, starting, and not you?" she protested.
I laughed and said "alright, baby. First item on my list: go commando to a club?" and looked at her reaction.
"Uhmmm, commando, huh? Yes, we can do that. But I trust your list will be more risqué than this, hubby." She laughed.
"Don't worry babe, it gets naughtier, trust me." I replied. "So what's on yours?"
"I wanna go to a nudist beach."
"Oh goodness! Really?"
"Yes indeed, we have never done that, it could be nice to be fully exposed and enjoy the sun rays on our entire body, don't you think?" she argued.
"Well, unless we get our private parts sunburnt, darling." I bantered.
She smirked again and bit her lower lip for a second before answering. "If you're nice enough I'll apply sun lotion to our dick, how's that?" she giggled.
"Much better, babe." We both laughed.
"Number 2 is kind of related to your number 1 item. Sex on the beach and no, not the cocktail." I winced.
"Oh, you mean like intercourse on the beach? Seriously?"
"Yeah, remember when we were young and did it during that vacation in Greece, under the moonlight? It was pretty hot, no?"
She nodded pensively. "Yes, it was romantic and naughty, but we were so young back then. I don't know if I'd have the nerve to do that now. Maybe."
"Alright, what's on your list at number 2?" I asked.
"Sex in the car." She whispered.
"You mean, while driving? Or as we're parked?" I asked.
"Oh you and these details, I don't know! I just thought it would fit well in the list." She said.
"I'm not saying it does not, I was just wondering. Our car here is pretty small and the roads here are quite winding."
She wiggled her eyebrows and whispered, leaning into me. "I am sure we could arrange something."
I shivered, more for the tone of her voice than anything else. I thought she was getting into the game and I found it really erotic.
"Yes baby," I whispered back, returning to the list. "This is when my list is getting real naughty. Number 3." I paused for effect and she leaned a little closer. "Anal sex." I whispered.
Her eyes widened and she looked at me almost in shock. "No way you wrote down that."
"Yes way" I replied, folding the list and showing her the line with the third item. She read and burst out in a laughter. "That's also on my list!"
I grinned, feeling a stir on my crotch. I loved that we had thought of the same thing. "How did you come up with that?"
"Well, I thought that it's been a while since we did that, and I thought you might be interested. It seems I was right." She giggled.
"Yes, you were, very perceptive of you." I chuckled, sipping some more wine. "Things are getting very interesting, I'd say. Fourth item, a day of complete submission." I grinned.
"Ohhhh, how does it work? Wait a minute, though. Whose submission?" She asked.
"I'm not sure. It could be you to me, of course, or me to you. Wanna be my Mistress?" I winked.
Julia sat back and looked at me from over the rim of her glass. "Now, that could be very intriguing, I think I'd like to have you at my complete mercy for a day." She grinned more, flashing her pearly white teeth. Her eyes were glistening, she was having fun, and I was feeling my penis stirring into my pants. I faked confidence replying "Just as I would like to have my sexy wife at my complete mercy, for one day. We could take turns and see what happens. But what is your fourth item on the list?"
"I thought it could be fun to watch each other masturbate." She whispered.
The thought of watching her touch her pussy was pretty hot, to be honest. And so was the idea of jerking off under her eyes. Naughty and kind of wild.
"I did not know you have an exhibitionist side." I chuckled.
"Hey, it's you who proposed this game!" She laughed.
"True enough, and it's getting real interesting. Ready for the last item on the list?"
Julia looked over me and said "I think that will have to wait. Alex is joining us."
I turned to look behind me and saw Alex walking to us and flashing us a huge smile. "Good evening, I'm glad you decided follow my advice and try this restaurant. I hope you enjoyed the food."
Julia raised her glass and said in a cheerful voice "and the wine!"
Alex laughed. He was wearing an all white outfit which, damn him, looked real good on his dark complexion. We exchanged a few pleasantries when the DJ decided to play some latin dance song. Julia's smile got even broader because she loves that kind of music, unlike me.
Alex noticed that and asked "With your husband's permission, I'd be happy to dance with you, Julia." Before I could reply she stood up and frowned jokingly "Like I need his permission to dance..." and headed to the dancefloor followed by Alex.
I moved to Julia's seat to observe them dancing. There were other couples on the dancefloor but my eyes were on Julia's and Alex only. After a few initial moments of hesitation, they started to move with the music. Alex was leading with confident, fluid movements. His steps were precise and his posture was quite strong but rather graceful, exuding charisma and control. Julia, in her vibrant, flowing dress that swirled with every turn, followed his lead with grace and elegance. Her movements were both powerful and delicate, her feet moving swiftly and rhythmically to the beat.
I was amazed seeing how their bodies were moving in perfect harmony, reflecting the music's lively tempo. I mean I knew that Julia is a very good dancer, but connecting so rapidly with some stranger was quite unexpected, And yet, they clicked very quickly, so that their dance was full of intricate spins, dips, and dramatic pauses. Their expressions was quite intense, eyes locked, as if they were communicating through every step and gesture, telling a story of passion and energy. Don't know about the others in the audience, but I was captivated by their performance. Julia's movements were a blend of grace and power. She was following Alex's lead with ease, her steps light and quick. Her spins were executed with precision, and her body was moving rhythmically to the music. The kind of dance they were engaged into required quite a substantial amount of subtle hip movements and expressive arm gestures, which was quite intriguing to see. I felt a bit of jealousy, I must say, but I was also quite aroused by what I was witnessing. Alex was a good dancer, for his age. The mix of fast paced steps and slower, more sensual movements gave me the feeling that they had quickly formed some sort of connection, or maybe I was just seeing things.
Anyhow, after a couple of songs, they came back to our table: Julia was slightly flushed, and Alex was smiling. She plopped on the chair with a sigh:"oh my, I'm too old for this fast dance" she laughed. Alex quickly replied: "nonsense, you're a great dancer, I loved it." She thanked him with a beaming smile, turning to me and saying "I don't know about you, but I think I drank a little too much, ready to go home?"
"Sure, baby." I called for the waiter and paid for our dinner, we said goodnight to Alex and walked the short pathway to our car.
