The Holiday

by P H Dee

  “Lola what are you on about?”

  “I’m talking about George and how much he loves to hear about what you get up to… Just like Harry and me.”

  Anna sat down. “What… I mean where… Sorry… who told you this?”

  “Harry did… and to be fair I over heard George talking to Harry about it.”

  “Hang on lets get this straight George has said that I have sex with other guys in front of him and he likes that?”

  “Yes.” Lola nodded.

  Anna was angry. “STAY HERE.” She shouted and had to take a deep breath to compose herself. “I’ll be back in a couple of minutes.”

  George woke with start as he heard the room door slam shut.

  “Right you’ve got some explaining to do.”

  “What.” He said trying to focus on her.

  “You told Harry that I screw around and I want to know why.”

  “Oh that.”

  “Yes that.”

  “Well I didn’t say it like that I just said that you liked playing with other guys and I liked to see pictures of you in action or occasionally watch.”

  “Why the fuck did you tell him that when it’s not bloody true.”

  “I only said it to make him feel better.”

  “Oh excuse me but you don’t tell people your wife is a slag to make people feel good.”

  “Listen I only did it because Harry was feeling down and thought he needed therapy because he loves to watch other people have sex and all I said was that it was normal and that we did the same.”

  “Well you can bloody well tell him that he’s a pervert, he does need therapy and we don’t do the same.”

  “Look I’m sorry I didn’t think it would ever come up again.”

  “Oh you’re sorry are you well ever since I got here Lola has been like a rabid bitch on heat and has bombarded me with nothing but sex talk. I’ve sat there and watched her toss off one of the locals and now I’ve got a twenty year old guy wanting to show me something and I can bet you it’s not his fucking train set.”

  “Look I said I’m sorry and I’ll sort things with Harry and Lola in the morning.”

  “You bloody better.” She turned away from him and went to the door.

  “Any anyway I’m sure a twenty year old wouldn’t be interested in you.”

  She turned back and looked at him. “What did you say?”

  “Ummm what I said was that you couldn’t get a twenty year old…”

  She took a deep breath and was about to tear into him.

  “No look, sorry I mean that you wouldn’t want someone so young.” He put his hand up. “Look… sorry… I’m tired and still pissed can we talk about this in the morning.”

  She turned away from him in disgust and stormed from the room.

  Who the bloody hell did he think he was telling people she liked sex with other men and he liked to watch. She’d never been so angry.

  “Are you alright?” Lola could see she was fuming.

  “No I’m bloody not.” She grabbed the vodka Juan had bought and downed the lot in one go.

  “Would you like my one as well?” Lola pushed her vodka towards her.

  Anna took the glass and downed half of it.

  “I take it what George was ashamed?” Lola asked.

  Anna nodded her head. “He’ll be more than bloody ashamed when I see him in the morning.”

  “Look I owe you a massive apology. What the hell must you think of me?” Lola looked embarrassed.

  “It’s not your fault it’s my stupid ignorant husband.”

  “I feel really bad and I shouldn’t have assumed that you and George were like that. I feel so bad you must think I’m a slut.”

  She wasn’t listening to what Lola said and was still fuming. “Do you know out of all this what hurt the most?”

  “What.”

  “He said that I couldn’t get a twenty year old.”

  “That’s awful.” Lola sympathised.

  “I’ll bloody show him who can’t get a twenty year old.” She drained the last of the vodka and stood up. “Here look after my hand bag.” She walked off in the direction of the bar. Lola looked and saw Paulo was watching Anna walk towards him.

  “Hello Paulo what was the thing you wanted to show me.”

  He looked shocked. “Oh.” He said and placed his drink on the bar. “This way.”

  She was still fuming at George; he was a pig and had gone way too far by saying what he did. Paulo had hold of her hand and was leading her along the darker side of the hotel, she wasn’t aware that the narrow alleyway was a dead end. He stopped and pushed her up against the wall, his hands were pressing on her shoulders.

  She looked up at him and realised she hadn’t thought this through, she could feel herself panic. Bloody hell what had she done… why had she allowed him to lead her here?

  He leaned forward to kiss her. She quickly turned her head away, his head nestled into her neck and she could feel his warm breath close to her skin. His lips gently brushed her and sent tingles down her spine. She tried to move; he firmly pushed her shoulders, she felt the rough wall penetrating the back of her flimsy dress. She wondered if she should shout out, she wondered if Lola or anyone else would hear her. He was now kissing her cheek, his breath smelt fresh, his aftershave was heady. She could feel the strength in his arms as they pinned her against the wall. He moved his body forward; his thigh was pressing into her groin and was trying to force his knee between her legs. She took a deep breath and turned her head, their lips met, her tongue entered his mouth… So George said she couldn’t get a young twenty year old… well this will bloody show him.

  His strong arms stopped pushing her against the wall; one hand went to the back of her head, the other slid down to her right breast. She relaxed and stopped trying to keep his knee from forcing her legs apart; she opened them willingly. She was impatient and used both her hands to undo his trousers. She heard the zip ripping apart as she forced his trousers and pants down. She wasn’t interested in stroking or fondling him all she wanted was to feel him inside her. She lifted her dress and pulled her panties to one side. “Fuck me.” She whispered in his ear.

  He changed his stance and placed himself between her legs. He was taller and had to bend his knees. She placed her arms around his shoulders and felt him move forward. His hard cock missed her dripping hole and slid up over her clit. She gasped as tingles swept through her pussy. He tried again and this time she felt the tip of his cock entered her. She had no idea how big he was and she didn’t care; all she wanted was to feel a young man inside her. She raised her left leg as he pushed into her. She could feel his cock was thicker than Georges. He grabbed her raised leg and then leant down and grabbed her other leg. He lifted her up, she could feel herself sliding deeper onto his cock, her insides were tingling, her pussy had never been so full, he was a lot bigger than George and she hoped that there wasn’t much more of him to take. She moaned as she felt their bodies meet, she was feeling uncomfortable and knew his cock was pressing hard against her cervix. He had her high in the air, her legs were wrapped around him, his hands were supporting her weight; she was at his complete mercy.

  He lifted her up, she felt the pressure deep inside her subside as his cock withdrew and the walls of her vagina relaxed, her pussy flooded with juices. “Aghhhh.” She moaned as he let her fall back on to his cock. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure and one she’d never experienced before. He lifted her again, she braced herself as he once again he let her fall. This time all she felt was sheer pleasure and moaned loudly; hearing her moan spurred him on to lift her again. She needed him to go quicker. “Fuck me fast and hard.” She said breathlessly.

  He adjusted his stance and moved his hands closer to her bottom. He obviously knew what he was doing as he held her in place and quickly moved his hips. She felt his cock sweeping in and out of her, it was exactly what she wanted and quickly felt her excitement rising. Her breathing was becoming short and sharp.
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  She felt him speed up again, he was thrusting in deeper, it was too much for her as a massive wave of pleasure engulfed her pussy and abdomen. “Ohhhhh fuck yes, YES, YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.” Her body went limp in his arms, she was gasping for air. He lifted her up and off his cock. She was breathless and looked down to see if he was still hard or if his cock was covered in cum. It was too dark to see. She felt something running down the inside of her leg and quickly pulled her panties back in place. She then caught the dripping juices with her fingers and placed them into her mouth. She now knew he’d come inside her. She was slightly disappointed as she’d wanted to feel his large cock pulsing and pumping cum into her.

  As the overwhelming feelings of having a strong orgasm wore off she was overcome with guilt. She’d just cheated on George. She looked at Paulo and shook her head… what the hell had she done? George had made her angry and wound her up but that was no excuse for fucking another man.

  Paulo guided her back along the narrow alleyway and back towards the bar. She looked down and saw her dress was creased, she could feel her panties were wet and no doubt would soon be drenched as more of his cum dribbled from her.

  “Thank you.” He smiled and picked his drink up from where he’d left it on the bar.

  She didn’t say anything and looked over at Lola. She was smiling and waving at her. What the hell was she going to say to her? She couldn’t tell her that she’d just fucked Paulo because she’d tell Harry and undoubtedly George would find out.

  “That was quick.” Lola raised her eye brows.

  “I changed my mind.” Anna was thankful she hadn’t been too long. “Anyway, I’m going to bed goodnight.”

  “Why did you change your mind? He’s bloody gorgeous.”

  “He had a small cock and wasn’t worth it.” Anna hoped that would stop her asking any more questions.

  “Did you make him cum?”

  She was getting annoyed and was feeling bad enough about what happened without Lola needing to interrogate her. “No.” She answered bluntly.

  “But he seemed quite happy when you came back.”

  “Well maybe he came in his pants.”

  “Did he finger you?”

  She didn’t bother answering. “I’m tired and need to get to bed.” She turned away. “Goodnight.”

  “Night.”

  Anna woke feeling even worse than she’d felt last night. She’d been married to George for twelve years, they’d been together eighteen and in all that time she hadn’t even kissed another man that alone fucked one.

  She knew what she’d done was totally over the top and all because George had said she couldn’t get a younger guy; it was no excuse for what she’d done.

  “Hello honey.” George said sheepishly. “I’m really sorry about what I said to Harry and I’ll put it right straight away.”

  She looked at him and could see he really was sorry, it made her feel twice as bad. “I’m sorry too I shouldn’t have reacted like that.”

  “No I think you had every right and I also owe you a humbling apology about what I said and you not being able to get a younger guy. That was out of order and I hope you know I wouldn’t have said anything like that if I hadn’t been extremely drunk.”

  She could feel the guilt consuming her. “Look just put things right with Harry and let’s forget about it.”

  He leant forward and kissed her; he went to move away and hesitated. She heard him inhale through his nose. Shit she knew there was a good chance he could still smell Paulo’s strong aftershave.

  He stepped back and looked her in the eye. “Yes let’s try and forget about it.”

  She could tell by the way he looked at her that he knew something wasn’t right.

  “Have a great day on the course.” She shouted as he left the room with his clubs. He didn’t answer.

  She showered and washed the smell of Paulo off her. She’d just got out of the shower when there was a knock on the door. Wrapping her dressing gown around her she opened the door slightly and peered through the gap.

  “Morning.” Lola was standing there smiling.

  She really was the last person she wanted to see, well with perhaps the exception of Paulo. “Morning.” She opened the door and waved her in.

  “How’s the head?” Lola asked.

  “Oh it’s fine I don’t often get headaches.”

  “Last night was quite fun wasn’t it.”

  Anna glared at Lola. “I have to disagree I didn’t enjoy hearing that George was telling everyone that I liked having sex with strangers.”

  “But you do.” Lola replied.

  “Pardon.” She couldn’t believe what Lola had just said.

  “I know you fucked Paulo last night.”

  “I DID NOT.” Anna shouted.

  “It’s ok your secret stays with me.”

  “I told you… I changed my mind.”

  “And Paulo told me different.”

  “He’s lying.”

  Lola shook her head. “Actually I watched you two doing it from the end of that alleyway.”

  Anna gulped. There was no point in continuing to deny it. “Look please don’t tell George and I only did it because he said I couldn’t get a younger guy.”

  “I completely understand and I think George is out of order for saying that. I would have done exactly the same as you.”

  Anna wondered if Lola would keep quiet. “So you won’t be telling Harry either.”

  “Good god no if I told him he’d want to know why I didn’t take pictures or video it.”

  “Thank you.”

  “Come on let’s get round the pool and relax.”

  Anna felt embarrassed as Lola watched her take off her dressing gown and put on a black bikini.

  “You know I got so turned on watching Paulo fuck you that after you went to bed I grabbed him and also fucked him.”

  “Really!” Anna couldn’t believe what she’d just heard.

  Lola smiled and went to the door. “Come on lets get to the pool before all the sun beds are taken.”

  She followed Lola to the pool and was stunned that Lola had fucked Paulo straight after she’d done him. It was as if Lola had no shame.

  Anna spread her towel over the bed and then took a book out of her bag. She was relieved to see Lola had started to read her book so she would at least be able to get a bit of peace and quiet; although she knew her mind wouldn’t be focusing on the text of the book, she was still racked with guilt which was now made worse because Lola knew everything.

  “You know I thought Paulo had a lovely cock. What did you think?” Lola leaned over and said quietly.

  “What!” Anna could feel her self instantly become tense.

  “Paulo’s cock he filled me right up what about you?”

  “Yes it was nice.” She answered hoping that would be the end of it.

  “How many orgasms did he give you?”

  “Lola please someone might hear.”

  She looked around. “That’s ok we have guys either side if they hear us we may turn them on and get to see a couple of hard juicy cocks.”

  “Lola please.”

  “Ok but I need to tell you we’ve got a party to go to tonight once Harry and George go to bed.”

  “Lola I’m not going to any party and will be going to bed with George tonight.”

  “Well it would be a shame if George found out what happened last night.”

  “You said you wouldn’t tell him.”

  “I won’t tell him… but Paulo might.”

  “What has he said?”

  “He wants me and you to go to a party.” Lola smiled.

  “That’s bribery.”

  “Yes it is and that’s why we need to go to the party and tell him to sort him out and not tell George.”

  “This is ridiculous.” Anna slammed her book shut and folded her arms.

  “Oh and Paulo said if you’ve bought any stockings with you that you should wear them.”

  Anna gl
ared at Lola; she seemed to be enjoying it.

  “Are you ok?” George asked. “You’ve hardly eaten anything.”

  “I’m fine.” Anna answered. “Think I spent too long in the sun today.”

  “Well drinking won’t help.” He looked at the two empty bottles of wine by her diner plate.

  “Honestly I’m fine and tomorrow I’ll keep in the shade.” What she meant to say she was going to stay in the room and well away from Lola.

  “Well seeing as I was rightly woken up last night.” George looked at Anna. “And I spent most of the night awake practicing my apologies I really am totally knackered and have to get to bed.”

  Anna watched George leave the restaurant. She felt relieved Harry had stayed and hoped he was in a drinking mood and would stay until the early hours. That way she might be able to avoid being dragged to Paulo’s party by Lola.

  “Let’s all have some liquors.” Harry waved a waitress over.

  Anna was already tipsy and was enjoying the fact that alcohol was easing the guilt. A few more drinks were what she needed and had an idea she was going to get pissed.

  Anna looked around the restaurant and saw they were the last people there. Even the waiters and bar staff had gone. She tried to focus on her watch and saw it was just past three in the morning. It was clear by Harry’s eyes that he was totally pissed and she doubted he would be playing golf in just five hours time. Lola was also drunk but she’d remained lady like and kept the conversation interesting and humorous. It was as if the woman was bipolar. One minute she was an intelligent classy lady and next she was a gibbering whore.

  “Well that’s me done.” Harry went to stand.

  “Do you want me to help you to the room?” Lola asked.

  “No don’t be silly I know you two have a party to get to.”

  Anna quickly looked at Lola. How the bloody hell did he know about the party.

  “And I’m sure Anna wants to ride Paulo’s huge cock again.” Harry slurred.

  “Why did you tell him?” Anna said through gritted teeth.

  “I didn’t.” Lola shook her head. “Paulo told him earlier.”