It was September 2007. I had retired the year before at fifty-five. I had spent thirty-eight years on the job so I was deserving of a break from work. I figured I would find something else to do but not immediately so my wife and I, along with a couple who were friends decided to take a little vacation down to Arizona and Utah for two weeks. Normally we would have driven down but we decided to fly to Tucson and rent vehicles and over the two weeks see the sights between there and Las Vegas and then fly home again.
The first week went well with a lot of relaxing around the pool and a bit of sightseeing. It was ho so there wasn't a lot pf physical activity. We like to hike and do a lot of walking but with the heat that was impossible so basically all we did was lay around the place. The ladies did manage to spend a good part of one day at a spa though so they were happy with that.
Next up was the drive to St. George, Utah where the second week would be spent. On the way though we decided to spend one night and a day in Sedona, Arizona and push our arrival date in St. George one day later. Sedona was spectacular and we saw as much as we could on that one day and were off to Utah the next.
It was in St. George that life for me took a twist. A very unexpected but delightful twist! That week started uneventfully. My wife and I managed to find an area that we could go hiking in but the our friends didn't want any of that so they went shopping. Fortunately we had two vehicles. After the day out we went down to the pool and just hung out. Our condo units had three pools in different areas. We never did find the third one but that night we were beside the one just outside our unit, which was handy. The same the next day. More poolside relaxation at the same pool and then we decided to drive down to Las Vegas for the afternoon and evening. That was a fair distance but a nice drive. The following morning we drove to Zion National Prk for the day so that killed an entire day.The fourth day we poked around the complex and found the second pool, which was in a better location for privacy but a little farther from our unit. I guess they had built the condo complex in stages and each new area had a pool when it was built. This one was older but the greenery was more established and the gardens more developed. There was also a little grotto under a small waterfall where one could sit on very hot days and the splash of the falling water would cool the body.
I think it was around noon that we were sitting the shade beside the gate into the area when a couple of gentlemen came into the area and took two lounges across the way. I wasn't sure if they were a couple or two husbands whose wives were out doing something on their own. I found out later that they were two businessmen who were staying here but one of them had a meeting down in Las Vegas in a day or two.
I was lying on my stomach on my lounge chair when they walked in and immediately I was drawn to one of the men. I had never been attracted to a man like I was to him. I confess that I considered myself as bi-sexual in interests but had never acted on that., only fantasized. I couldn't keep my eyes off him as he took off his shirt and settled down on his lounger. He looked to be about my age, fifty-seven I later found out. He was wearing a tight, white speedo type swim suit and his cock shape was very well accentuated by the tight material. Short, grey hair, well groomed. I noticed no hair at all on his chest when he removed his shirt. I just kept looking at him and he finally noticed me staring at which point I tried to keep my gaze from him.
We had laid there for about forty minutes when my wife and friends said they wanted to go up to our room and get something to eat. I couldn't get up right at that time because I had a bit of an erection problem that I didn't want to advertise, at least to them. I told them to go and I would stay behind, if they were coming back, and if they weren't I would come up in an hour or so. They left and that left me with my new "friend' across the way and his partner who seemed oblivious to it all. I didn't care now, I stared at him and let him see that I was interested and he finally shifted himself and moved his cock a bit so it was evident I was having and effect on him too. I got up finally to go into the pool to cool off and maybe make my erection settle down a little when he got up and followed me into the water. I walked around a bit in water up to my waist and he did the same and finally he said "Nice place here, isn't it? I'm Paul, by the way."
"Don," I said. "Yes, it's very nice here. Glad I found this pool because it's much more interesting than the other one up the hill." He had dipped himself down into the water to cool off and then stood again. A white swim suit can become quite transparent when wet and I was now looking at a not so well concealed penis stretching the front of his suit. "You better be careful, Paul," I said, "Your swim suit isn't leaving much to the imagination!"
He looked down and said "Oh my!" I see what you mean. Why don't we go over there and sit and talk." He indicted the benches under the waterfall area. We went into the grotto and sat more or less across from each other. "Did you like what you saw?" he asked. "It's hard getting a read on someone and deciding whether to talk to them or not. I couldn't help but notice you staring so thought I would give it a try." I felt embarrassed that he had caught me looking at him.
