The soft, silky hands of the sun’s rays pulsated down deep between my shoulder blades. Hitting this sweet spot, the heat helped me slip away into the depths of relaxation I didn’t realise I craved. The sound of waves lapping onto shore, and a light breeze around my ears hummed away, as I felt every inch of my body melt into the sunbed. I could feel the presence of my new husband to the left of me, and as I tilted my head to open just one eye, I could see he too was having the tension melted from within him. After months of stressful wedding planning here we were, finally on our honeymoon, a little Greek island. A world away from the hustle and bustle of the big day, which turned out to be everything we wanted and more.An hour or so passed and I was thirsty, my throat felt suddenly so dry as I pulled away from the bed and sat up almost a little dazed. James, my husband, continued to lay there, his muscular frame glistening from the sun and the oil I had caressed into his skin hours earlier. I would go and get us a drink, no need to disturb him, the beach shack was just a few steps over the hot sand.The long sandy beach was rather quiet, mostly dotted with couples, all enjoying the same air of relaxation. As I walked up to the bar I was contemplating my drink of choice, it was 3 pm and I felt the need for a cocktail. James I’m sure would prefer a refreshing local beer, I would get him that.The local man behind the counter was creating what appeared to be a pina colada, he looked happy in his work and it was a rather impressive looking finished product. The lady waiting for the drink noticed me viewing the menu and stated, “So much choice however you must try the mojito.” I turned to see her properly under the shade of the bar canopy. My eyes filled with her beautiful figure, enveloped in a kaftan, her dark shoulder-length hair framed her face which held warm inviting eyes.“Oh thank you,” I replied, “This is our first full day and my first cocktail of the trip so I don’t want to make a bad choice. So yes, I’ll take a mojito on your recommendation.”We exchanged pleasantries and I learnt her name was Sarah and she was here with her husband, Chris. This was their second holiday to the island in the past few years. We chatted easily and found we would be holidaying for the same amount of time. Sarah made a point of saying we must get together for a drink as a four and she looked forward to it.As I walked back to James, I noticed he Yakacık Escort was sat up, looking similarly dazed to me a little while earlier. As I expected, the beer was gratefully received, and he gulped down half of it in one go. I told him about my meeting with Sarah and how we may have already found some holiday friends. We love meeting people when we go away, to us it just passed the time on well and broadens your horizons. What I maybe held back was how beautiful I thought Sarah was. I would take a guess she was about ten years older than me and I could not help hoping I continued to age in the same way!After a full day of sun, we decided a shower was in order and we could begin to think about our evening meal. We headed up to our suite which was perfectly positioned looking out onto the Aegean sea. James took me by the waist as I looked out at the breathtaking view and I knew exactly where this was heading. His hardening cock pressed up against my buttocks and I could feel the familiar heat between my legs as he unhooked my bikini top, caressing my nipples right there on the balcony. It was quiet out there, but part of me didn’t care if anybody saw, the atmosphere was making me feel incredibly sexy and horny.James laid me back on the bed kissing me deeply, teasing my left nipple between his thumb and forefinger before taking the right between his lips. I love the feeling of his hardness against my leg as he takes me to fabulous places when devouring my nipples. He began to slide down my body, painfully taking his time until he reached between my legs. I was soaked and he knew it. He began his slow insistent teasing between my thighs, making me arch my back closer to him and his awaiting tongue.After what felt like an age, I felt him tease the fabric away from my swollen mound, my lips so wet they peeled away slowly from my bikini bottoms. Pushing them to the side, he took his first lick all the way along my slit. My body stiffened as his tongue brushed my clit and I melted into the soft bed linen. As he began his assault on my pussy and took me to higher places, it was with shock Sarah entered my mind. It was no longer James there but her, looking up at me with these warm brown eyes. “Oh God James I’m cumming!” and within seconds of seeing her face I hit the point of pleasure as my pussy clenched deep within and shock waves ran through my body.Out to dinner that evening I could not explain to myself Yakacık Escort Bayan what had brought the image of Sarah on so erotically. I know I had been exploring my bi-curious side during solo play sessions but this was a first. A real woman in the flesh having such a profound sexual effect on me. James noted my vacant expression and asked if I was ok. “Yes darling I think the day is just catching up with me, I think a good sleep is needed tonight,” I replied with a smile.The next few days passed by at a steady pace exploring the island, finding secluded coves to swim, enjoying fine Greek food and enjoying some, as expected, hot sex.As we walked down the harbour side that evening after yet another outstanding seafood dinner, I heard my name shouted to the right of me. “Lucy, Lucy hi over here.” I turned to see Sarah, and presumably, her husband Chris, sitting on a plush white sofa at a bar. They both looked impeccably dressed, hardly a hair out of place and both oozed beauty as we got closer. I introduced James to Sarah, and she introduced us to Chris. Chris stood to shake hands and pulled up two comfy chairs. He was a tall man with shoulder length dark blonde hair, dressed smartly in a designer shirt, white chinos and brown boating shoes. “Would you join us for another carafe of wine? It is really beautiful, you just don’t seem to get wine like this in the UK,” asked Sarah.We readily agreed and began chatting about anything and everything.As I sat there the image of Sarah from two evenings ago popped into my mind. I felt myself blush, with goosebumps forming on both arms. I excused myself to the bathroom where I looked at my reflection in the mirror asking what was wrong with me and an inner battle ensued to keep my thoughts at bay.Upon my return to the bar, I noted Chris had moved seats and was sitting with James showing him something on his phone. “Oh, they’ve found common ground, cars, we’ve lost them Lucy,” Sarah said, “Take a seat on here with me and they can talk all things boys.” Chris flashed me a smile and asked if I minded.“Of course not, I’d rather he spoke to you than me about cars if I’m honest!” I told Chris.So with that, I settled next to Sarah and we chatted easily. We were both nurses and the conversation flowed. I could not help but notice her beauty now more up close. She wore a tight-fitted red dress, just above the knee and her long-tanned legs seemed to go on forever, Escort Yakacık finished with, what she later confirmed, a pair of Christian Louboutin heels. I was suddenly very grateful for the pre-wedding preening I had gone through!As we began on our second carafe of wine together, Sarah turned to me and said in a hushed tone, “I really love your dress, with your figure it looks fabulous. How lucky is James with those pert breasts of yours. Full and pert with no bra. You lucky girl.” Her comment took me back but with the effects of the wine I thanked her and told her of James’ love for my nipples. This sudden change of conversation had me looking over to the guys, who were still enthralled in car chat.Sarah asked if we had been having plenty of bedroom fun since we had arrived and I filled her in on a few details, leaving one big part out. I had not had that much wine after all.As we spoke, Sarah kept placing a hand on me, be it touching my arm, thigh or on the odd occasion my cheek. Her touch was soft and given the nature of our conversation, each touch sent a little shockwave through me, often landing deep in my pussy.I learnt Sarah and Chris are quite adventurous lovers and I enjoyed listening to her tales of the downright dirty. What she said next came as a shock, “I know you are newly married but after twelve years of marriage like us, things need to be kept fresh. Over the last few years we have enjoyed time with other couples and I especially have enjoyed the chance to explore other women.” Now it appeared I had drunk enough wine and I began to tell Sarah a little about my own explorations and thoughts and how James was unaware of this.Without warning Sarah stood and declared we should maybe head back and carry on the evening in their suite. They had a whirlpool on their terrace and had told us earlier in the evening how relaxing it is before retiring to bed. I looked at James and it was at this point I realised I had not looked over his way for some time. I had been mesmerised by Sarah and our conversation. He looked at me differently, but I couldn’t put my finger on it but readily agreed with Sarah.As we walked back to the hotel, James took my hand and held us back from Sarah and Chris. He asked me if I knew what was going on, to which I replied, “Yes, our new friends want to show us their room which is even fancier than ours.”“I’ve noticed the way Sarah looks at you Lucy, I think she has more than showing you around the room in mind,” replied James.I found his tone hard to read and simply replied, “Well I am really enjoying myself. We are on holiday so let’s just enjoy the moment.” I felt my body tense as I awaited his response. A wide smile and squeeze to the hand turned out to be it.