I was enjoying flirting with the waiter in the poolside bar. Since my sexual adventure with my bosses in ( Going Dogging) I had been enjoying my new found sexuality and with a better toned body, a new sexy wardrobe and a spray on tan. I had been determined to fully enjoy the break that Tom had booked for us in Malta. And that included possible fun with young guys like this.
Since my "adventure" with my "bosses" Tom had been pushing me for a threesome and indeed when he booked this holiday we had discussed the possibility of making it happen. The thought obviously excited him and we had some very good sessions fantasising on the basis of what could happen. He appeared to want me to go to bed with him and one or two "young studs." So I promised him that I would wear revealing clothes and if the situation arose where he wanted something to happen then I would most probably be "up for it."
I had worn white when I went down to breakfast as I thought it would show off my tan. I also went braless because while it is good to have a bit of support sometimes when you are as big on top as I am, I know Tom loves me to show my breasts off in public.
I am sure Tom was disappointed when he saw that there were few young single guys at breakfast just a few younger couples and a lot of couples our age -- probably like us taking advantage of the supposed "golden years" of retirement.
Certainly, at breakfast, while some of the younger guys with their wives were fanciable, there were no young single guys in evidence and while I don't mind flirting with hotel staff it's not very good for one's reputation to go any further if you want to return on holiday again.
Anyway to make up for Tom's disappointment of there being no potential young studs I thought I would give him a treat by wearing my most risquΓ© bathing costume -- this basically consisted a tiny scrap of white material that barely covered my pussy mound and some golden braided string . It certainly had a "wow" factor for Tom because when I put it on he very roughly dry mounted me from behind while he groped my boobs. I think he would have taken me there and then if I hadn't persuaded him to wait.
To tease and please him more I wore a quite transparent wrap. It certainly had the desired effect when I went down to the pool as I noticed quite a few admiring glances from the guys at the pool and some rather disapproving looks from the wives. At one time this would have worried me but since I bedded the two guys I am quite confident about the attractiveness of my body and my sexuality. Hey -- although my breasts droop a bit more than they did and like quite a few supermodels I have a bit of cellulite -- I know that guys still find the overall package quite attractive.
While I had been swimming Tom had ordered some drinks from the pool bar and I had noticed the very handsome early twenties waiter's eyes fully take in my nude boobs and my rather prominent pussy lips straining against the wet and now fairly transparent tiny piece of material as I re-arranged it.
He knew I had caught him checking me out and we shared a smile when he realised this. He also smiled and looked back when I said to Tom " He's rather nice" as he walked away.
Actually he really was quite attractive being slim, about six feet tall and slightly dark skinned and he obviously had quite liked what he saw!
About half an hour later when Tom went for a dip, I said I would go and order more drinks and a couple of sandwiches and I knew from Tom's reaction he thought I was going to flirt with the waiter as I only pulled on the transparent wrap over my g-string.
The waiter smiled when he saw me come in and as I find it quite a turn on now to see guys admiring my breasts and I rather carelessly let the wrap slip open and it was gratifying to see his eyes go to my breasts as I perused the menu. He said the sandwiches would be about 10 minutes and in spite of his dark skin I swear he blushed when I asked him was he making them specially for me. He recovered well to say "for you madam they will be very special!"
He obviously wanted to keep me in the bar because he said " would madam like a drink while she is waiting?"
I was just relaxing with my drink and thinking how much fun I could have with this guy when I heard some people come into the bar and I was stunned to hear someone say "Mrs W -- it is you isn't it?" I turned round and was rather stunned to see the questioner was one of three young guys, and none other than Chris, the son of our golf club ladies captain who is a good friend of mine. Chris had caddied for Tom and me for several years before he went to University.
To say I was stunned was actually an understatement because although I am now more confident about my sexuality and body, I tend to dress more conservatively at home and certainly felt embarrassed to have everything on display for a boy I have known since he was a kid!
I am afraid it was my turn to blush and try to seek as much cover as I could from the thin gauze of my wrap. For their part he and the other two guys wanted to chat and explained that they had taken a short break before their Summer Uni examinations and they were just returning from a party in Bugibba! He seemed particularly keen to know whether I was "with the girls" or Mr. Wilson.
The conversation was a bit stilted and I was quite relieved when our waiter brought the sandwiches. Chris insisted on carrying them and the drinks for Tom and I out to the pool and the three guys ushered me out in front of them. I have to say I felt really exposed to have the three young guys and especially one of my best friend's son, see my largely exposed buttocks which I felt would be fairly obvious through my wrap.
Tom To celebrate Eileen getting the distributorships she sought and to be frank to try to take advantage of her newfound sexuality ( see Going Dogging) I booked a short
break to Malta last Easter. We like Malta at this time of the year because while it can be pleasantly warm during the day it is quite cool at night and Eileen can wear the short skirts and stockings that I love.
Since Eileen had told me about bedding the two guys I couldn't get the thought of sharing her with some young stud out of my mind. We fantasised about it and I decided to try to make it a reality by getting her away from our home locality to make it to happen.
I decided to on a good quality hotel we had been to before near the north of the island. It has a sophisticated cocktail bar ( where skirts and stockings would not be out of place), and indoor and outdoor pools where I could get Eileen to show off her ripe assets. When we had been there a couple of years previously, although Eileen was a lot more modest than she is now, she had allowed me to persuade her to go topless at the pool and it had turned me on a bit to see younger guys ogling my wife's exposed mature breasts. After her experiences with her bosses I was really looking forward to having a real no limits sexual adventure with her on this break.