“Of course I did. Couldn’t you tell?”
She giggled “Well, it felt like you were enjoying yourself.”
“What about you?”
“I came twice. Wouldn’t you call that enjoying myself?”
He watched her massaging oil into her breasts, then looked up into her eyes. “Have you had sex in a swimming pool before?”
Her mind flashed back to her second date with Clive. “Yes.”
“Oh?” He seemed surprised.
She decided there was no point in not telling him about it. “I occasionally see a guy who has an indoor pool at his house. We’ve had sex in his pool.”
“Recently?”
She nodded. “A few months ago. I first met him when I was out with Sara. He was with two other men, and we all went back to his house and ended up having sex. We stayed in the lounge that night, but I went round on my own the following week, and we made love in his pool that day.”
“Ah.”
“I actually took a day off work and didn’t tell Jim about it.” She didn’t quite know why she was telling him this.
“Why not? I thought he enjoyed your adventures.”
“He does, but… I didn’t want to share that adventure for some reason.”
G-J frowned. “I’m not sure I understand—”
“Me neither. I’d already told him I’d had sex with the guy on the night out with Sara, so it wouldn’t have been a problem.”
“So why not tell him?”
“Because I wanted to keep that one just for me.” Sophie realised for the first time that keeping Clive a secret had been a small rebellion. She didn’t feel the need to replay all her adventures just so Jim could get his rocks off. She met G-J’s level gaze. His opinion seemed to matter a great deal, all of a sudden. “Does that sound selfish?”
“I don’t know. I think it sounds dangerous. Would he mind if he knew?”
“No, I don’t think so. But what I do with this other man isn’t for Jim’s benefit.”
He laughed. “Are you trying to convince me everything you’ve done on our trips has been solely for Jim’s benefit?”
She looked at him and smiled. “No, I’m not saying that. It was partly for your benefit, and for Jim’s, but also it was for my own. I’ve had some wonderful experiences.”
“Experiences—yes, I like that word. I like watching you have experiences.”
She laughed. “I’ve had some wonderful sex. I’ve been fucked, licked and fingered until my mind can’t even guess how many times I’ve been made to come.”
“And you do that just for me and your husband?” There was a teasing smile on his face.
“No, I do it for me. I love being fucked, licked and fingered. I love being made to come. But I get an extra kick out of doing it all while you watch, and I get to come again when I describe them to Jim and he uses my body. I’m having a better sex life than I could ever have dreamed of. Is that what you need to hear?”
“I don’t need to hear anything, I just want you to be honest with yourself.”
Sophie put her sunglasses on and lay back on the lounger. The sun warmed her body, and she felt cum oozing out of her. “I’m leaking your stuff onto the cushion.”
“Don’t worry about it, I’ll buy another cushion.”
She smiled. “Maybe you can give me some more to leak out onto your sheets later.”
“Would you like that?”
She nodded. “Yeah. Do you think you can manage to pump more of your stuff into me?”
“I can try, but if I fail there are a number of men I can call to help me out. There’s the man who does the garden, or the man who cleans the pool, or the man who does odd jobs around the place.”
Sophie pressed her breasts together and bucked her hips suggestively. “Ooh, now you’re making me horny again.”
He laughed. “Unbelievable.”
She lay back and enjoyed the warmth of the sun.
She must have slept, because when she opened her eyes the sun had moved through the sky and G-J was dressed, sitting under the cherry tree, reading paperwork. She stood and showered off the oil, then dried herself and walked over to his table. Her vest and shorts were still on a chair. She pulled them on.
He looked up and smiled. “Are you hungry?”
“Not really. But I could use a drink. I’ll grab a beer from the fridge. Do you want anything while I’m there?”
“I’m fine, thanks.” He nodded at a tumbler of amber liquid on the table.
Sophie went to the kitchen and helped herself to a bottle of Bud, then sat at the table with G-J for a while, watching him reading his papers.
“So, do you ever get time to switch off from work?”
He looked up and smiled. “Just reading these is switching off, believe me.”
“What are they?”
“We’re putting together a bid for a rival company. We know they’re struggling, and we’d like to purchase one of their subsidiaries. My lawyers have drawn up a proposal, and I’m just checking the details and making suggestions.”
“Will it make you even richer?”
He laughed. “Not in the short term. I’ll be paying out almost three million, but if we can finish the deal in the next few weeks, then that will all come out of this year’s profit, and will deduct one point two million from the sum I have to give the taxman. And in the next couple of years, I expect it to be making a healthy profit for me. So to answer your question, yes, this will make me even richer.”
“Wow.”
G-J dropped the papers onto the table. “I know, it’s boring. Why don’t you go for a shower and put on a pretty dress, and we can go out for a drive and call at a nice little place for dinner?”
Twenty minutes later she was ready in a short, pale blue dress and heeled white sandals. The sun had given her skin a healthy glow, boosted by the healthy sheen from her moisturising oil. G-J was waiting for her on the patio in a clean polo shirt, a tailored pair of khaki shorts, and leather sandals.
They drove slowly through palm-lined streets and out onto a quieter road to a bar overlooking a bay and harbour. They sat at an outside table and watched the myriad of boats moving through the blue-green waters.
Sophie noticed a lot of the people at the other tables kept glancing at them. “You seem to be attracting a lot of attention from the locals.”
He laughed, looking down at the expanse of her thighs on show as she sat cross-legged. “I doubt it’s me they’re looking at.”
“I don’t know. You look rather fetching in your shorts.”
“Hmm. I suspect they’re wondering if the beautiful lady is out with her father.”
She leaned her head on his shoulder. “They wouldn’t think I was your daughter if they knew you’d abused me in two different holes earlier today.”
“You are unbelievable.”
She flashed her eyes at him. “That’s what all my lovers say.”
“I’m sure they do.” He shook his head, smiling.
They had a second drink and Sophie decided to raise something that had been on her mind for a while. “Do you remember me telling you earlier about when me and Sara went back with the three men?”
He looked suddenly more interested. “Of course I do.”
“Well, something happened that night which I was going to ask you about.”
He picked up his drink and took a sip, watching her over the rim of his glass. “Do tell.”
Sophie felt a tingling between her legs. She leaned over the table until their faces were just inches apart. “I saw Sara doing something that night that I’ve never done.”
“Oh? What was that?”
“While I was having sex with man one, Sara had sex with men two and three.”
“And?”
Sophie dropped her voice even further. “Sara had the men at the same time, one from the front and one from the back.”
“Ah, I see.” G-J exhaled hard and sipped his drink.
Sophie nodded. “
She seemed to have a lot of fun in that position, and I was wondering… if you’d thought about arranging for me to experience something like that on one of our trips?”
His eyes opened wide and he sat back. “Would you want me to?”
She grinned. “I’m always open to new experiences.”
“Is anal sex something you enjoy?”
She stalled, wondering if she should try and bluff her way through, but the expression on his face made it clear he’d picked up on her hesitation. She swallowed. “I’ve never actually done it. But I saw Sara’s reaction to it, and I want to try it.”
He nodded. “I’m sure you do.”
“Have you tried it?”
He laughed and tilted his head to one side. “I’m an old man who’s been married four times. I’ve tried everything.”
“Good.”
“Is it? Why?”
“Because tonight I want you to show me.” She pulled his head closer and put her lips to his ear. “I want to know what it’s like, and I want it to be you who shows me.”
He stared into her eyes, his expression serious. But he didn’t speak.
“Would you do that for me?”
“Are you sure you wouldn’t prefer to learn such things with your husband?”
Sophie thought about what Sara had told her. “No. I want it to be you.”
His expression softened and he smiled. “If that’s what you want, of course I will.”
“Good. And then I’d like to experience two men at once. Maybe tomorrow I could have your gardener and pool cleaner while you watch us.”
He laughed so loud that other patrons looked over at them. “No, I think I’ll keep my menial staff oblivious to what I do in my private life.”
“Oh well, another time then.”
“Count on it.”
She smiled, her thighs now sticking together where her juices had seeped out.
They finished their drinks and drove down the hill until they came to the restaurant by the side of the harbour. It was busy and they hadn’t made a reservation, but they were shown to a table near the back.
G-J looked at her. “The first time we met for lunch was at a seafood restaurant in London. Do you remember?”
She nodded.
“That day, I thought about this place. I wondered if I’d ever bring you here.”
“Really? And did you also think about doing what we did in your pool this afternoon?”
“No.” He looked shocked. “I really never imagined that you and I would become physical.”
“I find that surprising.”
“Why?” He looked puzzled.
“I would’ve thought it was human nature. If there’s something you enjoy watching, surely you’d want to touch it at some time?”
He shrugged. “Wanting and expecting are two different things. I’m a rich man, and I can get what I want from many sources. When I asked you to join me for our trips, it was never my intention to involve myself in what you experienced.”
“Do you regret what happened today?”
“Of course not.”
The waitress arrived with their drinks and a couple of menus.
Sophie thought about what G-J had just said. When the waitress left, she leaned closer. “So, when you say you can get what you want elsewhere, do you mean prostitutes?”
“Sorry?”
“A few moments ago you said—”
“I have friends.” He chuckled. “Like the one I met in Vienna, before you ask.”
“Did you…?”
“Yes, I had sex with her.”
Sophie smiled at his mock-stern tone and picked up the menu. “Good. Now, what do you recommend I eat, now that I’m finally here?”
He laughed. “Shall I order for us both?”
“Yes please.”
* * * *
It was dark as they headed back to the villa. The roof of the car was down and Sophie lay back in her seat, marvelling at the sky. When they arrived, they took a drink out to the bench overlooking the sea and G-J brought out a couple of blankets. They sat side by side, one blanket draped over their knees and the other around their shoulders.
Sophie glanced back at the villa, the pool illuminated from below the surface by lights set into the pool side. “It’s absolutely beautiful here.”
“Yes, it is. Perhaps you’d like to bring your husband? You can use the place whenever you wish.”
Surprised, she turned to face him. “Thank you. That’s very kind.” For a reason she couldn’t explain, her immediate thought was to bring Clive instead of Jim.
They drank and stared at the view for a further hour or so, chatting occasionally about trivial things, but mostly sitting in silence. Sophie yawned, and G-J checked his watch.
“Are you tired?”
She laughed. “A little, but I don’t know why. I’ve spent most of the day lying down.”
“The sun can do that. And we’ve not yet gotten used to being on local time.”
“That could be it.” She didn’t want to just head upstairs, because she needed to know which bed to go to. There was a knot of anticipation and excitement in her stomach, but she tried to hide it.
“If you’re too tired, we can wait for what you—”
“No. I’m not too tired, and I don’t want to wait.” She worried her eagerness made her sound a little too desperate.
He slowly stood up and folded the blankets, then led her back inside. After locking the door, he led her upstairs and to his own room. The bed was huge. Sophie stood in the middle of the room and watched his face.
“Take your clothes off, Sophie.”
She slowly stripped. First her dress, then her shoes, bra, and finally her thong. She stood perfectly still while he gazed at her body. Hopefully her all-over tan looked less pink in the subdued lighting. G-J removed his own clothes, showing a semi-hard cock, took her hand and led her to the bed, pulling back the sheet.
Sophie got onto the bed and stared at him. She was actually quite nervous.
Sliding in beside her, her took her hand and kissed it gently. She remembered him doing exactly the same thing in the bar in Vienna only a couple of months earlier. It seemed like a lifetime ago.
“Lie back.” His voice was soft.
Sophie lowered herself onto the pillows, which felt amazingly soft and plush. She wondered if she should roll over onto her tummy to give him easier access.
Lowering his head, he took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked it gently, making her sigh. He placed a hand on her stomach and began tracing his fingertips over her soft skin. After a couple of minutes he moved his mouth to her other breast, spending time stimulating the other nipple while he continued stroking her stomach.
Sophie let out a low groan and raised her hips slightly by clenching her buttocks.
He raised his head and looked down into her eyes. “Do you still want to try…?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. The first thing you need to do is relax.”
“Okay.”
“We’re going to take our time. I’m going to spend a while just giving your body the attention it deserves.”
She smiled. “I like the sound of that.”
“We’ll start off small, with just a finger. Then we’ll move on to two fingers, maybe three. But it’ll take time.”
Sophie nodded, wondering how many women he’d already done this to. When he moved down the bed, she closed her eyes and tried to relax. She felt his fingers move down from her stomach into her pubic hair, then lower still to her sex. He slid them between her wet folds, gently stroking and probing. His lips closed around her clit, making her groan. He slid a single finger into her sex and sucked her clit, but only for a brief few seconds.
Sophie felt him move on the bed and looked down. There was a small plastic tube in his hands; lube. He placed it on the cover next to a condom wrapper.
His head lowered back to her sex, and his tongue moved slowly along her slit. She felt his finger, sli
ck and cold, at the rosebud of her anus. Sophie closed her eyes and tried to relax, but it was difficult; there was a knot in her stomach which wouldn’t go away.
He concentrated his tongue movements around her clit, and she groaned again. The pressure of his finger increased and it slipped inside her anus. It felt nice, but the tongue on her clit felt better. She pushed her hips forward onto the tongue, and he pushed his finger a little deeper into her back passage.
Sophie came with a grunt. Her muscles tightened and his finger pushed even deeper. His lips hummed on her clit, sending electric shocks through her. She cried out and pushed his head away with her hands, unable to stand contact because she was too sensitive.
Her breathing slowed as she came back down, and she realised his finger was no longer in her backside. Sophie glanced down and saw G-J smiling up at her.
“I know for a fact you’ll be able to come again.”
She laughed, her heart still pounding loud in her ears. “I might.”
Over the next twenty minutes G-J licked and kissed her back to the edge of a second orgasm. He’d added more lube and now had two fingers inserted deeply in her back passage. Sophie was bucking her hips, sending his fingers deeper with each downward movement.
The second orgasm hit and she cried out again. He pounded her with his fingers and she twisted and squirmed and rocked on them, her cries filling the room. Finally her hips stilled and she opened her eyes. She looked down and saw her body was covered in a layer of sweat, her chest rising and falling with her breaths, her legs shaking slightly.
G-J got off the bed. “Okay, kneel on the bed and face the bedhead.”
She did as instructed and turned to look at him over her shoulder.
He ripped the condom foil and rolled the rubber down onto his cock. Then he added a liberal dollop of lube gel onto the end of his cock and spread it around the dome. He squeezed another large bead of lube onto his finger and spread it around her anus.
He climbed onto the bed behind her. “Sophie, I’m going to get myself into position, but I’m not going to move. What you need to do is to push yourself back onto me. Go as slowly as you want, and don’t worry if you don’t manage to get me all the way inside. You’re in control of how much you take, okay?”
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