Sunday was the quietest day of the week in the hotel complex, as many of the staff had the day off. So there were no shows or discos to go to in the evening or much going on during the day. Guests were very much left to their own devices. Of course, the b...
I woke up at seven am, Ashley was still asleep next to me, but my first thoughts were of Sarah. Was she okay? I carefully extracted myself from Ashley’s arms and slipped on my boxers, followed by my shirt; then picked up the rest of my items. I felt tired...
With our meal finished and our sparkling wine drunk, Ashley and I relocated to BaBa’s a little earlier than most and we took a corner booth. It was well away from the dee-jay and the music. I purchased another small bottle of sparkling wine, which we sipp...
She boards the metro carriage. Her hair is dyed orange. She has a spot above her pierced eyebrow. She's wearing a green jacket. My character radar pings immediately. Within seconds I know, on my laptop, she is getting laid tonight. She's not BDSM. Too you...
When Sarah appeared for the evening, she was wearing her red chiffon dress. It was the one that we had bought in the city with the help of Clare. The dress was short, with a cut-away back, so no bra. It was also slightly translucent, especially at the rea...
“Do you mind if we join you?” It was Ashley, leaning over the wall. “We have been at the nude pool most of the day,” she explained. I glanced at Sarah. It was her call. Though I thought it would be impolite to say no. “Come on over,” Sarah replied with a...
We did not see Don or Ashley on the naturist beach and after spending two and a half very enjoyable hours on it; our bodies started telling us that our skin had enough direct sun. So, we decided to head back to our villa apartment and spend the rest of th...
Sarah and I got up fairly early the next morning. It was Saturday, the first full day of our holiday, and the big night for entertainment at the hotel. We made it to breakfast for nine in the morning, having, unsurprisingly, not seen anything of Don or As...
Later that night, Sarah and I had an excellent three-course meal at the hotel restaurant. It was silver service on Fridays and Saturdays. That was new to us, but something that we quickly got used to. Sarah was the perfect companion as we chatted away, al...
Four and a half hours after take-off at Gatwick, and Sarah and I were all checked into our “adult only” Cretan hotel. As we unpacked our suitcases in our villa apartment, we were all smiles, as well as in the holiday spirit, having already drunk our free,...
As we stood in the queue for the gate, I looked down at Sarah’s right ankle. There, wrapped around it, was the thin gold chain which I had only given to her last night. Its presence made my cock stir, and once again I wondered what sexual adventures Sarah...
Our flight to Crete was on time. Sarah and I were at Gatwick airport, waiting to board our flight. Even with the early morning time, we couldn’t stop grinning at each other as we were in love, this being our first holiday together. I looked at Sarah. She...
I know recaps can be boring, but they do let new readers into our story as well as refresh our memories on what has gone on so far. That means my orange journal is out again, to reinvigorate my memory as to what has happened since Clare came into my and S...
Fuelled with pizza, champagne and laughter, we left Brenda and Paula alone in the hot tub and retired to the coloured bedroom, the mutually agreed yellow one. All day, the three of us had been sexually worked up. We did not only want to sleep together; we...
It was close to four pm once the photo shoot was over, and Brenda said in a flurry, “My dears, it’s time for Champagne, and to relax and have a good time… You must all stay the night.” It was clear that Brenda was enjoying herself; she was in her element,...
