Dave -
The next morning I again woke just after 6 am and strolled down to the beach, along to the end, and up around the golf course. On the way back to the unit I stopped and had some breakfast. Cath arrived not long after I sat down; she collected some food for herself and came over and sat with me.
“Alright if I sit with you?” she asked.
“No problems. You are up early, I thought I was the only silly bugger who gets up early on holiday.”
“Oh I like to sleep in, but if I have things on my mind, I will get up early and walk them off,” she said while tucking into some pancakes topped with fruit, syrup, and a couple of good dollops of cream.
“And what would a lovely-looking lady like yourself have on her mind that would stop her sleeping?” I said winking at her.
Cath looked at me and I could see she was gauging what I really meant by that statement.
“Hey! I’m not hitting on you, just trying to lighten the mood and stating the obvious.”
“I have all sorts of creeps hit on me, and I get pretty sick of it. Added to that Tony will egg them on if he’s in the mood and he usually is these days. In fact, that’s why I didn’t sleep that well.”
“Ah! I noticed he is encouraging you to flirt with James. But I thought you were enjoying that.”
“It’s not James, he’s actually nice and not at all pushy. Anyway, I shouldn’t be bothering you with all this.” She resumed eating her pancakes.
“Hey seriously, if you need someone to open up to, I’m happy to just listen. Besides, Sue has taken the boys under her wing and they have started calling her mum, so we would look out for them if Tony was to get funny about them hanging around.”
“Tony won’t get funny with the boys, quite the opposite, he is encouraging them,” said Cath.
“So what’s the problem then?” I asked.
Again Cath studied me, looking into my eyes to see how serious I was. “Tony has always wanted us to have a threesome.”
That was all she said, and she continued again with her pancakes. I was puzzled about what to say. So I ate some of my own breakfast and let the silence run for a couple of minutes.
Then I spoke up. “I think many men wonder about sharing their wife at some stage. But the majority never go further than fleeting thoughts and never would dare to bring it up with their wives.”
“Do you have thoughts of sharing Sue with another man?” She asked.
“Yes, in fact only a couple of nights ago, when the boys were flirting outrageously with Sue. But I really don’t think I could ever go through with it, I’m sure I would be much too jealous. Do you think Tony would follow up if you gave in?”I asked.
“Oh yes, he’s been on about it for years,” She looked at me hard, sizing me up, then blurted out - “I have nearly given in a couple of times, but then always get annoyed like I did last night.”
I asked Cath why she got annoyed, and she replied. “We met a couple at the restaurant last night and Tony had flirted outrageously with the wife. Her husband had not been impressed and she had been bloody embarrassed.”
Cath said that it started after they had been married for about five years. Tony would buy her sexy clothes and lingerie and get her to wear them out places they went. She had enjoyed it early on, as they had fantastic sex when they got home, but soon she found Tony pushing for her to go a lot further and several times he got very insistent, most of these times she was not at all keen on the people they were with. There were other times she felt she was being offered to tie up some business deal in Tony’s favour and that really had pissed her off and it had been happening more frequently in the last couple of years.
She said that if he had let her have some say in it and they had discussed who would be invited, she may have agreed, as she had always wondered what a gang bang or a threesome would be like. But now fifteen years into the marriage, she thought he was taking too much interest in other women and that getting her to sleep with someone else was partly to allow him to play around and that pissed her off. She asked me what I thought, and I had to agree that Tony sure looked pretty interested in other women and that Sue said he was hitting on her pretty hard.
Cath asked. “Did Sue get upset about Tony hitting on her?”
“No, she can handle Tony, we have a pretty solid open marriage and she is okay about discussing it with me. Like you, she always has guys ogling and hitting on her, she has learned to handle them over the years.”
Just then the boys turned up for breakfast, so that was the end of Cath and my conversation. The boys immediately started flirting and joking with Cath and her serious mood disappeared, as she gave them as good as they gave. Soon after, Sue turned up as well, closely followed by Tony. The boys all had Sue on about her goodnights and that they expected this every night from now on. When we got up to leave for the day ahead, Cath moved alongside me and asked what the goodnights with the boys was about. I said I would tell her later, and did she want to continue our conversation tomorrow morning, I can meet you on the beach at 6:30. She replied she would like that.
I looked at the time and saw it was 9:30, I had organized a Shark Dive for myself at 10:00, so a quick word to Sue and I ran to our room to get my gear. I had brought my own flippers and mask with me. Sue did not want to go on the shark dive, she’s not that confident a diver and not too keen on sharks either. The Fijian dive boys said they would take her out for her voucher dive in a couple of days.
The dive was excellent, about fifteen sharks turned up for a feed of fish, they were mostly about four to five feet long, but there were two quite big ones around seven or eight feet long. Funny, but I had dived a lot and only once had ever seen a shark underwater, it scared the living daylights out of me. But this dive was a breeze, partly I guess because there were another ten people underwater with me as well as about four Fijian boys. But also because I positioned myself right in the middle for the best view, and figured if a shark was in a bad mood, it would grab someone from either end of the line.
When I got back from the dive, I found Tony sitting by the pool with another couple. Tony as I expected, was giving the wife his full attention and she seemed to be hanging on his every word. I asked Tony where the others were, and he directed me to the tennis courts. So after dropping off my gear, I headed over to find Sue and Kevin playing against James and Cath, with Tim sitting up in the umpire's chair, calling balls out that were obviously in, and having himself a great old time. I watched a few games. They were quite evenly matched, James and Sue both being quite good players, Cath and Kevin not near the same standard, but they could hold their own.
When they finished we all went back to the pool, and Tony introduced us to Gavin and Virginia. She was a redhead, nice body, with good boobs, but I wouldn’t have put her in the same league as Sue, and certainly not a patch on Cath. I thought they looked a bit older, but it turned out Virginia was forty-five and Gavin was forty-nine. Gavin, her husband, was quiet, in fact, I thought he was a bit of a wimp; he looked concerned but wasn’t making a scene over Tony leaching all over his wife.
We all had lunch together and organized to all sit together that night and watch the rugby. Whoever got down the bar first would grab a big enough table and extra chairs. The afternoon was spent around the pool, walks to the beach for a swim and about four the sun had gone down behind some palms so it was cool enough to play volleyball. Around six we all headed to our units to get ready for the evening.
Cath -
I walked back to the unit with Tony, I felt my resentment building. He had paid me no attention since we had made love the previous night. I had had a wonderful day, it started with me opening up to Dave a little and, unlike many guys I meet, he didn’t try and use this to his advantage, but seemed to listen and understand me. The rest of the day was spent around the boys, who were a breath of fresh air, yes they were hitting on me, but instead of pissing me off, it was doing a lot for my self-esteem. The tennis in the morning was as good as I had played in years; we were all so even, Sue was a very good player, but James and I just jelled and we held our own in every game. Surprisingly I got on very well with Sue, she didn’t seem to hold it against me that Tony had been hitting on her so hard.
When we got back to our unit Tony headed for the shower first, so I sat on the sofa and tried to get my good mood back. I thought about the first time I saw James, and I have to admit I thought about what it would be like to sleep with him. He was about six two, well built (but not some Hollywood hunk), with dark brown hair and deep brown eyes that had a naughty twinkle in them. He obviously worked outside a lot, as he was well-tanned and it was a long-term tan, not like the one Tony and I were hoping to take home from Fiji. I blushed as he caught me looking at the trail of hair that went from his navel down into his board shorts, where I could see that he was sporting an impressive bulge. The other two, Keven and Tim were not too bad either, I knew it would not happen, but if ever I was to have my girlhood fantasy of being ravished by a group of men come true, then these boys would be as good as you could get.
When I had finished my shower, Tony had laid out what I was to wear - a red dress that had thin straps over the shoulders and buttons right down the front. He always chose my clothes when I went out, so this was no surprise, and the fact there was no bra was OK, as the dress had inbuilt cups, but the tiny little thong that I expected to be alongside the dress was missing.
“What knickers are you expecting me to wear with this?” I asked.
“None, I’m horny and want to think of you around those young guys with no knickers all night,” said Tony.
I should have argued, as the dress he had picked out, only came down to mid-thigh. So I knew I was going to have to be very aware of how I moved and sat all night, or it was going to be easy to see that I wasn’t wearing any. But bugger him, if he was okay with me around three horny young men with no knickers, well he could live with the consequences. But I made my mind up then that he was not going to profit from it, I was not going to have him sitting anywhere near me.
Dave -
Sue and I walked down to dinner with the boys, we were the first to arrive, and so all we set up a table halfway back from the bar. The bar was already three deep, with loads of Fijian men and some of the male guests, so we set up at a table, far enough back to be able to see over their heads. Unlike most countries, there’s no ban on the Fijian locals (many of whom work at the resort anyway) from drinking at the resort bar, especially when there is a big game on like this. It may be different nowadays, but then, this was the only TV with an overseas broadcast, so all the men from the local village had turned up.
Tim and I went to the bar to get our first round of drinks. The atmosphere was great, I was surprised at how many of the Fijian boys were rooting for Australia; I had expected them to be mostly for the All Blacks. But it turned out one of their local heroes had played for Australia, so at this stage in the evening anyway, us Kiwis were greatly outnumbered. When we got back to the table, Tony, Cath, Virginia and Gavin had arrived and they were sorting out who sat where around the table. I sat myself down next to Sue, Tony sat to her right and dragged Virginia down next to him, which put Gavin on the end of the table. Cath seemed to have no problem with Tony positioning himself between the girls and she sat down on the other side of the table between James and Keven, with their backs to the screen. Tim sat on the end next to me.
We ordered some burgers, salad and fries quickly, so we would be finished by the time the game started and Tony went and bought a round of drinks. One thing about him, he wasn’t tight with his money. When the game started, Cath and the boys moved around to our side. The bar had filled, there were no spare tables and they were about three deep at the bar. I won’t describe anything about the game, I’m sure it was the All Blacks winning, but I really can’t remember. Halfway through the first half, Tony called along to Cath, to grab his card and go get everyone more drinks. She gave him a look and told him to get up and get them himself. Remembering our conversation of this morning, I thought - she’s getting annoyed with him again. Tony replied though, that he couldn’t get out, to which James hopped up, grabbed his card and told Cath to come with him and sign for the drinks.
Cath -
I was bloody annoyed with Tony, he’s blatantly chatting up Virginia and orders me to run around after him. But James could see I was busting for a fight, and tipped in to defuse things. As we went up to the bar he moved behind me and yelled above the noise, “Lady coming through,” and the guys at the bar opened up a channel and let us move up to the bar. I could feel James pressed firmly against my back, then his hands at my side lifted my dress up above my hips. I just about had a heart attack, he wasn’t to know I had no knickers on. I also felt the buttons at the bottom of the dress pop off.
“James! Pull that down now, I have no panties on,” I said, turning my head to scowl at him.
"Shit sorry, I didn’t know,” he said and pulled down my dress. But he took his time about it and his hands had a good feel of my naked hips as he pulled the dress down over them. I have to say that I momentarily had a flash of annoyance at what he had done, but then had a real surge of excitement at having been in the midst of a crowd of mostly huge Fijian men, naked from the waist down. I glanced around and saw that they were all watching the rugby.
“James, you’ve ripped some buttons from my dress, can you see them on the floor?”
James nudged the big Fijian to our right and said to him he’d dropped something, so the guy gave a big grin and moved over slightly and let James get down to his knees. Just then the barman came up and took my order, I had to yell out over the noise and ‘to fuck with Tony’, I ordered beers for the boys, but double strength cocktails for us three girls (nice and expensive).
By the time I had finished making myself heard, I looked down to see how James was getting on, he was kneeling there with two buttons in his hand, looking up my dress with a silly look on his face. A huge flush of warmth spread up my body and I felt myself getting wet, almost without thinking, I shifted my feet apart and gave him a good look. He slowly stood and slid his tongue from inside my knee almost to the top of my legs. I was actually disappointed he didn’t bury his head between my legs, I certainly opened them wider as he got near the end.
Then I noticed the big Fijian guy that had moved to the side for us, watching the goings on with a huge smile on his face and I came back to reality. But the damage was done, I felt as sexy as hell and as we stood there watching the barman make the cocktails.
The crowd of men closed around us again, and I felt James slide his hands around my hips and lift my dress back up again. He caressed just above my mound with one hand, the other hand he moved up my body inside the dress right up to my breasts. This lifted my dress way above my waist, I could feel his prick stabbing me in the back through his shorts; he was hard and felt huge. It felt fantastic, but I needed him to touch me and I reached down and pushed his hand from my mound, right down in between my legs. He didn’t hesitate now and slipped a couple of fingers into my slit, scooped some juices in two fingers and worked them up around my clit.
As James worked between my legs, he bent down and nibbled on my earlobe, something that always has been a big turn-on for me. I started to go wobbly at the knees, then the barman was in front of us with the drinks. James slid his hands away, pulled down my dress and reached forward to grab all the beers. Too late though, the action may have mostly been below bar level but the barman knew what was going on and he had that huge Fijian grin on his face. I picked up the three cocktails and turned to follow James back to the table. Someone goosed me as I pushed through the crowd and I’m sure they were surprised to get slippery wet fingers for their effort, but it was pointless making a scene and I was really past caring anyway.