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  The women linked arms and walked together, the men following a couple of yards behind. At the hotel complex, Charlotte led them to the restaurant by the pool rather than the one inside, explaining that though the menu was more limited, all the meat and fish were cooked over charcoal braziers, making them taste even better.

  Nigel loved the design of the place. The dining area was contained within low walls and the roof held high by wooden struts, leaving the upper part of the room open to the elements. The warm night air smelled of the sea and barbecued meat. They chatted like old friends until their drinks arrived—beers for the men, and brightly-coloured cocktails for the women.

  “So,” Karen said. “How did an English rose end up with an American husband?”

  Charlotte put her drink down. “We work for the same company and ended up on the same project. It all started with a bit of flirting in our emails.”

  Nigel glanced at Karen, who smiled back at him.

  Cody took up the story. “We decided to swap private email addresses, and that’s when it really started.”

  Charlotte giggled. “Things progressed from flirting to mutual masturbation on FaceTime.”

  Cody sighed and shook his head, obviously embarrassed.

  Charlotte laughed. “Don’t be such a prude. Karen’s probably still got some of your cum inside her.”

  Karen nodded at Cody. “You’ll be adding more to it later, so you really don’t need to be shy at all.”

  After glancing at Nigel, Cody laughed and shrugged. “Okay. So, then I booked a flight to London and we met in person for the first time. That’s when I found out Charlotte was married.”

  “Married?” Karen’s tone matched Nigel’s surprise.

  “I made some poor decisions when I was younger, which really pissed off Mummy and Daddy. They’d spent a fortune on my education, and when I was twenty-two I moved in with a man twice my age. On an impulse, I married him during a holiday in Corsica. It was a huge mistake, and so when the hunky guy from the US office showed an interest, I was swept off my feet.”

  “How was the weekend in London?” Karen’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

  The younger couple glanced at each other and laughed. Charlotte shook her hair back from her face. “It was wonderful.”

  “It was filthy,” Cody clarified. “We fucked each other raw.”

  “I sucked him off on the London Eye.”

  He nodded. “It’s true. And she made me finger her on the subway.”

  “The Underground, darling.” Charlotte smiled at Karen. “I think I came while we were directly under the Thames. After that weekend, I knew I wanted to be with Cody. My husband accepted it, and I applied for a transfer to the American office. I married Cody as soon as my divorce was finalised.”

  “And yet you both fuck strangers on holiday,” Karen said.

  “Only the sexy ones.” She reached across and eased Karen’s cardigan open a little, exposing her cleavage but not the nipples. “We have what you might call a fluid relationship. If either of us sees someone we’d like to have fun with, we’re cool with it.”

  Karen nodded slowly. “Well, it seems to work, and I definitely benefitted from it earlier.”

  “I think you got most of Cody’s fluid, that’s for sure,” Charlotte said, then nodded towards Nigel. “And his.”

  “Hmm.” Karen smiled at Cody, then tilted her head towards Nigel. “But I think he’s now regretting not taking you up on your offer.”

  Nigel felt like he’d been ambushed, but Charlotte gave him a beautiful smile. “Well, the offer still stands.” She leaned across the table until her face was inches from his. “You can fuck me while we both watch Cody nail Karen.”

  He swallowed, then nodded slowly. His cock thickened at the thought of having sex with Charlotte.

  They went to select their food from the serving counters and, as they made their way back to their table, Nigel couldn’t keep his eyes off Charlotte’s legs. Karen smirked at him as they sat back down, making him blush.

  The food was fabulous. Nigel was adventurous in his choice, choosing a tuna loin as well as his usual steak. The conversation was relaxed, and they chatted first about St Lucia, then about the culture shock Charlotte had encountered after moving from England to America.

  After they’d finished their main course and gotten their desserts, Charlotte moved the topic of conversation back to sex.

  “So, what’s your history, then?” She glanced from Karen to Nigel. “How did you two start experimenting with fresh meat?”

  Nigel laughed out loud at her phrasing. As Karen busied herself with her drink, he realised she wanted him to answer. “It’s actually something we’ve only started this year.” He cleared his throat, putting his spoon down. “If I’m honest, it’d been my fantasy for a long time—”

  “What had?” Charlotte’s stare suggested she wanted all the gritty details.

  Nigel glanced around at the nearby tables, relieved they’d now emptied. “Sharing Karen. I used to think about her with other men, and it turned me on.”

  “What exactly did you think about?” There was a mischievous grin on Charlotte’s face.

  “I’d picture her face when another man’s cock slid inside her. I’d visualise her body moving with his as they fucked in some anonymous bedroom, and then imagine her screaming when he made her come.”

  “Did the thoughts of it make you hard?”

  He nodded.

  “Did you jerk yourself off while thinking about your wife getting fucked by other men?”

  Strangely, Nigel was no longer embarrassed. “Yep. And sometimes, I still do.”

  Charlotte smiled. “Good boy. So, how did your fantasy become a reality?”

  “Well, it was a similar situation to you and Cody. Karen was going to be attending a meeting in Denmark, and she happened to mention a rapport with a good-looking guy who worked in the Sweden office.”

  Charlotte looked at Karen, who nodded. “He was very handsome.”

  Nigel took up the story again. “I took a chance and suggested she go further than flirting.”

  Charlotte turned her gaze to Karen. “And did you?”

  “We had several more conversations about it before I went to the meeting—but yes, I fucked the guy from Sweden. Then I returned home and fucked Nigel while giving him the details.”

  “Ha!” Charlotte sat back and turned to Cody. “I knew these two were special when I first saw them.”

  “Is that why you flashed your cunt at us?” Karen teased.

  “No, I flash my cunt at everyone. But something about the way you two look at each other made me think you weren’t purely vanilla.”

  Music started playing, and when they looked out, they saw a band had set up on the other side of the pool.

  Charlotte immediately stood. “Come on, let’s go dancing.”

  Karen laughed as she got up and followed, with Cody and Nigel trailing in their wake carrying the drinks.

  Once outside, Nigel found a space on a wall to put their drinks, and the four of them ventured into the crowd. The band played 80s covers, performed by a female lead singer and two guys on guitar and bass. Charlotte moved over to dance with Nigel, ushering Karen towards Cody. As the vocalist sang the opening refrain from Belinda Carlisle’s Heaven is a Place on Earth, Charlotte slipped her arms around his waist.

  She danced close, gyrating her body in a way that made it difficult for him to concentrate. Leaning even closer, she spoke into his ear. “I’m looking forward to later.”

  The hairs on the back of his neck stood up, and he wasn’t sure if it was a result of her breath in his ear or the anticipation. “Me too.”

  She glanced over at his wife and her husband. “Karen’s beautiful.”

  He smiled. “Yes, she is.”

  “I like what you two are doing for each other. It’s really sexy.”

  “I’m a lucky guy.”

  She leaned close again. “Luck doesn’t come into it. You’re making
her happy by letting her have fun, and she’s making you happy by doing it. It’s the same with me and Cody—everyone’s a winner. Jealousy’s for losers.”

  Nigel thought about this while he watched Karen dancing close to Cody. He stroked Charlotte’s back. She was probably half his age, and gorgeous. He couldn’t believe she would be the first person he’d fuck—other than Karen—in nearly twenty years. “Do you ever worry that he’s only doing it because you want him to?”

  She shook her head. “No, and neither should you.”

  He held her gaze for a second, then smiled and nodded.

  Charlotte whispered into his ear again. “I wish you two had been here all week.”

  Nigel laughed. “You’d probably have given me a heart attack.”

  When the song finished, the four of them headed back to their drinks on the wall. Charlotte downed her cocktail and handed the empty glass to Cody, then took Karen’s hand and led her back to the dancefloor.

  The men went to the outside bar to replenish their glasses. When they got back to their space, Nigel saw that Charlotte had Karen’s cardigan tied around her waist. His wife’s breasts could now be seen by anyone standing near her. Nigel’s heart raced. He found himself looking around for Straw Hat to see if he was getting an eyeful, but the guy was nowhere to be seen.

  Cody elbowed him suddenly, making him grunt. Nigel looked up in question, and then followed Cody’s gaze toward their wives. The two women were kissing passionately, turning the low-level buzz he’d enjoyed all night into a raging torrent of lust. He was eager to get back to the privacy of the bungalow.

  One guy blatantly stared at Karen’s chest as the song ended and the two women left the dancefloor. So, Straw Hat had made an appearance after all.

  The women sucked their cocktails through straws while looking into each other’s eyes, then Karen turned to Nigel. “I think it’s time for bed.”

  Charlotte immediately put down her glass and linked arms with Karen, and the two of them walked as fast as their heels allowed towards the bungalows. Nigel fell in line with Cody, behind them, trying to match the taller man’s stride.

  The women walked straight past Nigel and Karen’s bungalow and then up the steps to Charlotte and Cody’s.

  Once inside, Charlotte removed Karen’s cardigan from her waist and dropped it on the couch. She turned to the men. “You two might want to get yourselves a drink, because you’re going to be spectators for a while. Do you want to film it, Cody?”

  Karen frowned. “I’m sorry, but no. You can do anything you want to me, but all you get to keep is the memory. I have children, friends and a good job. There’s no way I’m going to risk what happens tonight ending up on the internet.” She smiled at Charlotte. “It’s not that I don’t trust you, but we all know that computers get hacked, and with the facial recognition software that’s available now, I just wouldn’t be comfortable.”

  Charlotte shrugged. “That’s fine, though I’d have loved to watch it later.”

  She practically dragged Karen into the bedroom. Nigel waited for Cody and thanked him for the beer. By the time the two men walked into the bedroom, both women were naked on the bed. The mosquito net was still tied to the four corner posts, giving an unobscured view.

  Karen gently resisted Charlotte’s attempt to push her onto her back. “You went first earlier, so now it’s my turn.”

  Charlotte smiled brightly and lay flat in the middle of the bed, spreading her long, tanned legs. Karen leaned over and kissed her gently on the mouth. As their kissing became more passionate, Karen lowered her body onto Charlotte’s, their boobs crushing together. They writhed, grinding their crotches together in a slow, sensual dance. Both women were breathless and moaning, and Nigel’s erection throbbed inside his chinos.

  Karen broke the kiss and slid her body down the other woman’s, trailing kisses down her neck and collarbone before latching on to a nipple. Charlotte groaned and dropped her head back on the pillow, her mouth open.

  Moving her mouth over to the other breast, Karen pleasured that nipple before continuing south, gently kissing her way down Charlotte’s toned tummy to her sex. Nigel was glad that Karen had chosen to wear her hair in a braid, because he had a clear view of her tongue dipping into the other woman’s sex. Charlotte let out a guttural moan as Karen slid two fingers into her cunt. The younger woman arched her back as Karen finger-fucked her while sucking her clit.

  Nigel suspected Karen was trying to replicate what she’d experienced earlier with Cody’s dick and Charlotte’s mouth, and it seemed to do the trick. Charlotte cried out as she came, Karen still pumping her hand in and out.

  She eventually stopped, gently removing her fingers. “Was that okay?”

  “What d’you… think?”

  “It was actually my first time doing that.”

  Charlotte was still breathless. “I find that hard to believe. I’ve had girls doing that to me since I was at boarding school, but I can’t remember anyone being better.” She stroked Karen’s breasts. “Right, my turn to direct proceedings. Lie across the bed, side to side.”

  As Karen did as she’d been told, Charlotte looked over at the men. “You two, get your clothes off.”

  They immediately complied.

  Charlotte knelt between Karen’s legs, her bum facing the far side of the room. “Cody, come and feed your cock into Karen’s mouth while I eat her out. Nigel, come here and rub your cock around my opening, but don’t fuck me yet.”

  His heart now pounding in his chest, Nigel walked around the bed and stood behind Charlotte. He looked down at her sex, the labia puffy and glistening with juices. Over her shoulder, he saw Cody’s thick cock disappear between Karen’s lips. As Charlotte lowered her head and started licking, Nigel slowly traced the head of his cock through her slick folds.

  Karen was soon mumbling and groaning around Cody’s cock as Charlotte brought her to the brink. Nigel saw the younger woman’s fingers twisting and pulling his wife’s nipples, then Karen bucked on the bed and screamed as she came.

  “Stand back,” Charlotte told Cody.

  He withdrew from Karen’s mouth and stood at the side of the bed, his cock sticking out rigid in front of him.

  “Karen, lie in the middle with your head on the pillows. Good, now… Cody, I want you to climb on the bed and fuck her as hard as you can.” Charlotte stroked Karen’s thigh. “Is it okay with you if your husband fucks me now?”

  Karen glanced at him, waiting for his nod of permission. “Only if you let him come inside you.”

  “Deal. What about you? Where do you want Cody to come?”

  “Definitely inside.”

  Charlotte smiled at her husband. “Fill her up, babe.”

  Nigel watched as Cody climbed on the bed and positioned his thick cock at Karen’s gaping sex. He saw his wife looking up at the huge man about to fuck her, raising her hips in invitation. Cody lunged forward with a force that surprised Nigel, though Karen’s groan suggested it was exactly what she’d wanted.

  Cody pulled back and slammed into her again and again as Karen writhed and bucked beneath him.

  Charlotte looked over her shoulder at Nigel, wriggling her hips.

  Taking the hint, he gripped his cock and dragged the tip through her folds a couple more times before letting it nestle at her opening while he cupped his hands around her hips. With a smooth stroke he slid inside her, relishing the tightness. Charlotte whimpered and pushed back, and Nigel felt her clench around him. He eased back and pushed in again, pulling at her hips so he could go balls deep.

  Karen let out a low groan, announcing her impending orgasm. Cody didn’t let up with his assault, holding himself up on straight arms while pumping his hips ferociously. Her moans got louder and higher pitched as he pounded her.

  Nigel continued sliding his cock slowly in and out of Charlotte while he watched Cody fuck Karen, who was now wailing and gripping the sheets in her fists.

  “Ohhh…” Karen opened her eyes and stared up at
Cody, then her head fell back onto the pillow and she groaned again. The second orgasm shook her entire body, her legs and buttocks trembling.

  Nigel felt the mounting pressure in his own loins.

  Charlotte was pushing back harder and faster, and then suddenly his cock was being gripped as if in a vice. Charlotte came hard, and Nigel blasted his load deep inside her, grunting with the release. He took a gulp of air and shuddered as another spurt erupted from him.

  Charlotte wiggled her hips, sending another spasm through his body. She reached down between her legs and massaged his balls. Nigel closed his eyes and tried to steady his breathing as he watched the impending finale in the middle of the bed. Cody was evidently getting close to his own finish, his forehead glistening with sweat. Nigel was impressed by the younger man’s stamina and ability to delay his orgasm. Karen was looking up at Cody, scratching his stomach with her fingernails and whispering encouragement for him to let loose.

  Nigel became aware that Charlotte was still massaging his balls. Surprisingly, his cock was still semi-hard, still nestled comfortably inside her.

  “Fill her up, babe,” Charlotte panted, watching her husband. “Flood her cunt, because I’m going to come again when you do.”

  Thrilled at the thought of Cody exploding inside his wife, Nigel pushed himself deeper into Charlotte, and was rewarded with another clench. Cody screwed up his face and plunged hard into Karen, then held himself still, coming hard.

  Nigel resumed his thrusts, amazed that his cock was growing back to full hardness. Charlotte came again and he kept thrusting for as long as his energy allowed. Knowing he wouldn’t be able to reach another climax yet, and needing to save a little strength, he eventually stopped and withdrew.

  Cody had collapsed onto the bed next to Karen, who’d draped an arm around his waist and rested her head on his shoulder. Charlotte and Nigel flopped next to them, so the two women were side by side with the men flanking them. The four lay in silence as they regained their breath.

  You’ve just fucked a woman half your age.

  Nigel chuckled weakly in the silence as his mind replayed the experience in HD. It’d felt good.