Chapter 5: Morning of Day 2
Peter woke first that morning. Evelyn had shifted position in her sleep again and she had her arms sprawled out above Peter's head, as if she was grasping for something just out of reach. He gazed at her as she slept, her sleep scuffed dark hair rested down to her shoulders and the t-shirt she slept in had rolled up, revealing her belly button. She opened her eyes, as if she knew she was being watched and said, "Good morning honey."
"Good morning babe. It's half nine, you want to go and shower first?"
"Yup, be back soon. Don't miss me too much."
She got out of the bed, grabbed the towel on the desk and left the room. Returning fifteen minutes later, Evelyn started blow drying her hair and begin her morning routine. Peter got out of the bed, gave her a kiss on the cheek, grabbed his towel and change of clothes, then left the room. Upon stepping out of the room, his eyes caught glance of Aurelia as she walked into her bedroom. She was wearing nothing except a set of black underwear. The dark cotton briefs slid slightly into her ass, enveloped by her large cheeks. Little was left to Peter's imagination as he got the perfect preview of Aurelia's behind. Despite being such a petite woman, her juicy backside was prominent in her rear figure.
The door shut behind her and Peter proceeded in making his way to the bathroom while thinking of how lucky James was to grasp those sensual cheeks. He washed himself, moisturised, dressed and returned to the bedroom. Evelyn was just finishing up and they then went downstairs to have breakfast with the others.
"Good morning everyone!" greeted Evelyn cheerfully.
James and Aurelia looked at her and said, "Good morning," back in near unison. They had already began preparing breakfast, James was beating some eggs and Aurelia was frying sausages and bacon, "Hope a cheeky fry up is alright with you guys?"
"Bloody love fry ups! Cheers for getting started, I'll set the table," said Peter.
"I'll start making the drinks, what does everyone want?" added Evelyn.
A few minutes later, the dining table lay host to scrambled eggs, Lorne sausage, baked beans, toasted white bread, bacon and most importantly, fried tomatoes.
James took a swig from his coffee and said, "Me and Aurelia looked into some things to do last night. We're thinking of heading to town then ferrying over to the Isle of Mull. There's a nice castle there too apparently."
"Sounds like a good time, you up for that too babe?" asked Peter.
"I'm down, I'll start looking into transport-," which Aurelia kindly interrupted with "No need, we already booked a taxi for 11. We kind of jumped the gun and presumed you guys would be cool with it."
"Aren't you guys well organised, I can't wait. I saw the weather is going to be nice today so I'll get changed after breakfast," said Evelyn. Peter noticed that James perked up ever so slightly when Evelyn said that.
They continued chatting over breakfast about their sleep, plans for the day and preparations needed to face the horde of midges outside. After clearing the table and washing the dishes they returned to their rooms to get some last-minute things for their daytrip.
By the time they got to their rooms, it was only quarter to eleven. Evelyn hastily went through her wardrobe finding something to fit the hot weather. Peter went to the bathroom to quickly apply sunscreen to his bare legs under his shorts, arms, neck and face.
When he returned to the bedroom, Evelyn was wearing a bright yellow linen sundress. It hung down to the top of her knees and the spaghetti straps revealed much of her supple skin aided by the low neckline which gave an idea of her bust. Under the dress she was wearing a light-coloured bra, which gave an extra thickness to the straps and a slither of it was visible on the cleavage.
"You look real fucking hot in this," said Peter, feasting his eyes on her as he authoritatively walked towards her.
Evelyn could feel the sexual tension from his first glance and got a little heated herself, "The taxi arrives in five minutes babe, I want to too but there's no time."
"Unfortunately, there's not, but we can do one little thing before going." Evelyn was going to respond but Peter suddenly kissed her on the lips, he placed his hands up behind her dress, one on each cheek and grasped them firmly, Evelyn began to breathe heavily. He raised his hands along her back, slowly massaging her skin, seeking pleasure from the touch, his hands found themselves just under her shoulder blades. Evelyn quietly moaned, turned on by whatever her lover was trying to achieve. Peter then moved his fingers closer and closer to her spine, she shivered, never being so aroused from mere touch before, he clasped her bra and undid the hook, leaving the bra loose.
They parted mouths and Peter said, "Take this off, I want to share you with the world today and flaunt what I have."
Evelyn obeyed, lost in the ocean of Peter's eyes and followed his instruction, manoeuvring one arm out of the bra strap, then the other. She took the bra out of her dress, held it in front of her and dropped it on the floor. "You really are a little exhibitionist, aren't you," said Peter with a naughty smile smeared upon his lips. This special moment was intruded upon by the sound of a car pulling up to driveway.
"Guys the taxi's here!" shouted James.
They all made their way into the private hire taxi, not forgetting to lock the door behind themselves. James and Aurelia had already made themselves comfortable in the cab, Peter and Evelyn got in and sat facing them.
Aurelia was wearing a long navy summer dress with short thin strips which held up a not too revealing v neck. James was wearing khaki shorts and a slightly undersized polo shirt as if he was trying to emphasize something.
"Oh my god, I love your dress," Aurelia said.
"Thanks girl, yours is stunning too," she replied. Peter thought the same, but chose not to verbalise this.
The taxi was enroute to the seaside town of Oban. As they made their way, they all applied their sunscreen bar Peter. This didn't put him in the clear as Evelyn made him apply hers in her more difficult to reach areas.
Chapter 6: Afternoon of Day 2
They made their way into the town, it was built up on a wooded hill, almost as if the town was overgrowing upon a forest. The houses poked out of the green blanket upon the mound, the only places not touched upon by nature were the row of pastel buildings at the bottom looking onto the sea. At the top of the hill lay an overwhelming coliseum made of granite. The looming height of it poked out of the trees and stood mystically atop the hill, as if it held centuries of rituals and traditions under its belt.
The car went through a roundabout, centred with a small statue on a pedestal surrounded by flags and small thin palm trees. They pulled over next to a two-tone granite and brown brick church, built in the Gothic style, it now lay desolate and unkempt.
"Here we are kids, the port is just up there on the left," said the taxi driver.
"Thanks mate, you still okay for picking us up this evening?" asked James.
"Yeah, just give me a ring and I'll be over in a jiffy."
"Sound, see you tonight then!" Before departing the taxi driver felt the need to get the final word in:
