"Madam?" The waiter handed Estelle a pink cocktail.
"Thank you so much." She accepted it and rested it in the glass holder of her sun lounger. Her first vacation alone since her divorce and she welcomed the time to herself and to admire the scenery.
The 'scenery' was mainly the hot young guy sat on the other side of the pool. He was about 20 years old and here with his family. She didn't know his name but she wasn't especially interested when his body was this good. Estelle didn't know what he was – professional swimmer? Budding male model? Amateur bodybuilder? – but his body was mesmerizingly good. His pecs bounced when he ran to the poolside, Estelle always made sure she watched him when he got up to swim. Her eyes feasted on the size and definition of his chest – remembering the years at college when guys like him were a dime a dozen. His arms were equally brawny and as she stared up his golden smooth thighs and imagined crawling up in between them and licking his young cock, Estelle felt a shiver run through her. A nice warm shiver however! She took a sip of her cocktail and continued to enjoy the view.
An hour had passed and Estelle had polished off her cocktail and decided to head back to her room to prepare for dinner. She got up off her sun lounger, grabbed her beach bag and started to walk back into the hotel.
In the elevator Estelle pushed the button for her floor and gently flicking her sun-kissed hair with her fingers. She watched the doors start to close but just before they completely shut, a hand pushed them back apart again and Zak burst into the elevator carrying Estelle's sarong in his hand. In turned out this was the young guy she had been checking out all day.
"Excuse me Ma'am I think this is yours?" Zak handed Estelle her sarong.
"Oh thank you, how silly of me!" Estelle smiled and gracefully accepted it. "I can be such a klutz sometimes – thank you. Are you going up?"
"Er yeah, floor 38 please Ma'am." Zak wasn't planning on leaving the pool but all of a sudden he changed his mind.
"Same floor as me." Estelle smiled warmly. She pushed the button and waited this elevator took them both up.
Zak was trying to stop his eyes wandering, but with mirrors all around and in front of him, Estelle was hard to avoid. Estelle was a tall woman and her turquoise one piece did her assets every justice. She had large, heavy breasts but on her tall frame they were just as impressive as some of the magazines his friends had given him.
Estelle kept looking straight ahead but every once in a while she would catch Zak staring at her either directly or in one of the mirrors. He could feel himself getting more and more aroused – he had been horny all holiday but with is parents around there was little chance of a one night stand. With the heat of the sun and everyone dressed so scantily Zak's hormones had been raging and he was ready to go upstairs for some 'manual relief'. He knew the ladies liked him - especially his mom's friends – but this lady had got him hooked! The things he could do to Estelle in that lift right now were building in his mind nicely for when he got back to his room and could be alone. The elevator lights counted up "24...25...26"
Zak continued to try and catch glimpses of Estelle - he had never seen a woman like her before in his life and Estelle also took advantage of the confined space and mirrors too. Thankfully Zak had not had time to put on a shirt nor had he changed into anything more substantial than his speedos. They were still barely covering his rockhard ass, which seemed to spill out of the top and sides. His back was wide and the muscles at the base of his neck were thick and toned. Staring straight ahead though, Estelle got to examine him from the front – he was just as fine indoors as he was outdoors.
The elevator lights counted up again "30...31...32"
Zak cleared his throat and kept looking ahead but couldn't resist one last glance at Estelle to make sure he had memorized her body. This time she caught him and met him eye-to-eye but he didn't shy away. Instead Zak stared at Estelle's breasts blatantly – his facing beaming - and then quickly raised his eyebrows.
"Are you looking at my breasts young man?" Estelle asked.
"Yes Ma'am. Yes Ma'am, I am. My name's Zak by the way." Zak kept staring at her confidently while his body started to lean towards her, his eyes showing his willingness and desire.
"Well hello." Estelle turned to Zak and ran her finger over his chest in a zigzag pattern.
"This is quite a body you have Zak."
"Fancy taking this body back to your room with you Ma'am?"
"Absolutely!" Estelle replied cheerfully.
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