"Is that your wife with the great set of jugs?"
Tom
When I heard the Aussie drawl I turned from the bar urinal to see a huge well tanned blonde haired guy in his early twenties about to join me to urinate. He was wearing a sleeveless tee shirt which showed off his huge muscled arms and a pair of climbing breeches which showed off equally muscular legs.
His broad smile was infectious and I said "If you're talking about the blonde in the white lace top then it is. But I would have thought she was a bit old for your taste."
His smile was even broader when he said "Sure she's a bit older than I normally go for but she has the best set of tits in the bar and she's not afraid to show them off."
It was a slightly surreal experience for me to be discussing Eileen's 39c boobs with a stranger in a loo but it was obvious that my genial companion had enjoyed a few beers and I couldn't do other than accept his rather ribald remarks as a compliment to Eileen.
Eileen and I were on a walking holiday in the Scottish highlands and were staying in a climbing pub/hotel that we went to quite frequently for a break -- the sort of pub where the bar shuts when the last customer stops drinking. The bar had a traditional folk group playing and was packed with not only couples of our own age, groups of similarly aged guys and quite a few young backpacker types. After a long day on the mountain Eileen looked both cool and sexy in a white lowish cut lace top ( no bra) and a long white fairly transparent white gypsy skirt. The only underwear she was wearing was a red thong which I love to see through the semi transparent skirt as it shows off her large pubic mound and emphasises her large hips in an exciting fashion.
I finished first and left my "new friend" still relieving himself of his beer.
I was still smiling at his cheek when I got back to the table and when Eileen asked what I was grinning at, I told her it was the first time I had ever had a compliment about my wife's tits when I was having a "pee". When she asked who the tasteless guy was I pointed to the large Aussie going from the loo to the bar.
"Mmmmmm he is quite a guy!"
" I thought this was a walking break with no sexual adventures -- we can't really do anything here if we want to come back."
"Mmmm, yes I know, but I can look and lust after him. You've got to admit he really is a bit different -- when you were having your little chat in the loo did you see whether he's built in proportion?"
I was about to say that it wasn't my practice to compare notes on penile length in the loo when out friend turned round from the bar and smiling raised his glass to us. Before I could stop her Eileen raised her glass in response and our large friend taking this as an invitation ambled over and asked if we would like a drink.
" Thanks, G&T for me and Scotch for him."
As he made his way back to the bar Eileen, took in his muscular back, legs and rear and muttered " I know this was supposed to be just a walking break but I really would love to have that between my thighs."
When he came back with the drinks, he introduced himself as Ryan, who was spending his Uni vacation backpacking through Europe. He wasn't in the least fazed when Eileen tongue in cheek asked him was he "in the habit of commenting on mature lady's breasts?"
He looked pointedly at he large breasts and the dark aureoles of her nipples straining at the diaphanous material of her top smiled and said "Only when they are good as yours."
He was good company and the conversation and drinks flowed. When we asked was he staying in the hotel he told us that he was camping in the nearby campsite meeting up with some friends the next night. They had gone on to see Skye and he had stayed to get some walking in.
When Eileen got up to go to the loo I noticed that although he got up in a gentlemanly fashion he also took the opportunity to look at her breasts down her cleavage and as she went passed him he took a long hard look at her swaying big buttocks quite clearly defined through the quite transparent material of her skirt. When Eileen glanced back and caught him on and he saw me looking he smiled and said "You really are a lucky guy she's not only stacked on top but she has a truly awesome butt."
I noticed he was equally interested in the bounce of her big unfettered breasts as she was coming back from the loo and he as he got up to let her past I heard him quite unashamedly say to her "I love your underwear."
By this stage she had quite a bit to drink and responded in similar vein by saying " I don't normally wear any -- I know its gross but it turns Tom on when I wear my red string and this skirt. He loves guys looking at me in it."
He grinned and said "Just looking?"
She smiled and said "It depends on the guy."
"What about this guy?"
"Mmmmm, I quite fancy you but Tom has said it's out of bounds here."
"What if it wasn't out of bounds?"
"Mmmm, use your imagination."
Once again it appeared slightly surreal to be discussing potential sex with a stranger but when he got up to go to the loo Eileen assured me she was only flirting with him because he appeared so cocky.
Eileen
I had noticed the tall tanned muscular guy in the bar when we sat down in one of the corners and I had noted his flicker of interest. But as he was early twenties and I am late forties I thought it his gaze was just part of a cast round the room for available women.
I genuinely was not looking for an adventure on this trip as it is a place we have stayed in for many years and one where we know the owners and permanent staff.
Also after a long day walking in the mountains it was lovely to shower, relax with a few drinks and if the mood took us for Tom and I to make love in a leisurely fashion. However I was both amused and flattered when Tom told me what the guy had said in the loo.
I was even more flattered when he joined us and made it pretty obvious that he liked what he saw when he saw it up close. I noticed his eyes took in my cleavage and my nipples which I knew were quite obvious through the thin material of my rather clinging top and when I was going to the loo I just knew that he would be looking at my butt. Tom had insisted that I wear my red string -- I personally think it's a bit obvious through a transparent white skirt but I wore it to please him. When I glanced back I saw Ryan, the Aussie guy, had his eyes quite unashamedly fixed to my rear and when I was coming I felt him staring at firstly my breasts and then my crotch.
As he got up to let me into my chair I was a little surprised when he said that he loved my underwear. I was a little taken back at how forward he was but I responded in like vein.
We had quite a bit to drink -- in fact a great deal to drink. In fact I never appeared to have an empty glass. Ryan was good company but very flirtatious and because I thought he was off limits I probably was too.
On my second trip to the loo he commented on my red string again and to tease him when I was out at the loo I took it off. When I came back I said that since he liked my g string so much he could have it as a present. I had hoped to embarrass him slightly.
However he rather turned the tables because with a wicked grin he put the string to his nose and said " Mmmm, this smells good, but I would really love to have had this as a trophy."
Tom
In spite of being rather turned on by the repartee between Eileen and Ryan, and the fact that this young guy could not only see that Eileen was braless but also she had now announced she was knickerless, after a few more drinks the exertions of the day started to take their toll on me and I could hardly keep my eyes open. When I suggested to Eileen that we go up, Ryan suggested a nightcap and Eileen suggested that she would have one more drink and follow me up.
I went up about 12.15 and as I was very tired was asleep virtually as soon as my head hit the pillow about at 12.15 and I was quite disorientated when Eileen woke me coming back to the room. When I asked what time it was she said it was nearly 3.30.
" Hell, Eileen you didn't do it with Ryan did you?"