Karl and Lenny were driving back to their hotel in Nice and the atmosphere was tense. Lenny had had sex with a beautiful Frenchman, and was feeling content, the events of last night going through her mind still. But in the back of her mind was something that Karl had said at breakfast, that he'd enjoyed listening to them in the other bedroom, and that it had bothered him, and it was bothering her too.
However, Karl had said that he would discuss it that evening, which she could understand because it probably embarrassed him. The weather was beautiful and they enjoyed looking at the countryside, which was why Karl had taken the short cut the evening before.
"Oh look at those sheep, or are they goats?" Lenny cried out. "Do you see their long twisted horns Karl?"
"Yes aren't they interesting? Sorry but I don't know sheep from goats."
A few minutes passed while she gazed out at the lush wooded hills.
Then. "What's that big bird, can you see it?" Lenny asked as Karl slowed down and pulled over.
"I think it's a kite, there are red kites here I think." He said
"It's not an eagle then? Too bad, I wanted it to be an eagle." Lenny laughed.
Over the hills ahead of them they could see the Mediterranean, and soon they met the traffic going into Nice and in a few minutes later were parked outside their hotel. Karl said he'd ask the concierge to have someone park the car.
They had a light lunch, then changed and went down to the beach for a couple of hours, Lenny again going topless. She noticed a nice looking, well built blond man who looked like a surfer eying her, and she lay back, arching her back so that her breasts stood out. They went back to the hotel for dinner, and after dinner they sat in the lounge and had a drink.
"So, do you want to talk about it Karl?"
"What?" Karl answered. "Ah, yes, my problem with last night's proceedings."
"I told you I was very turned on by listening to you and Gil in the next room. Do you think that's awful?"
"I don't know, but it might bother me if you were in the same room. Did I say anything very......how should I put it.....very sexy?"
"Well, you see, that's what bothers me. I enjoyed listening to you say all the things you say to ME when we're fucking."
"Oh dear. I'm sorry but I can't help it. It just flows out of my mouth, maybe I should try to control it." Lenny looked away as she said this, rather embarrassed to be saying this to her husband, her husband of less than a month.
"No, no don't control it. It's part of you and I want to hear it; to enjoy it, even if you're saying it to someone else."
Karl went on to say that besides enjoying hearing them fucking, he was concerned that after she came back to him he proceeded to lick her, to lick the sperm Gil had shot into her. Did she think he was queer, homosexual?
She told him that she'd heard that lots of men, maybe most men, were bisexual, and from her experience he wasn't at all homosexual. In fact, most women were too, she went on, and she'd seen woman and had friends whom she might have liked to have a relationship with.
"So you're a closet lesbian!" Karl laughed.
"Hey, we're a fine pair, a faggot and a dyke." Lenny said laughing too.
Then Karl got serious. He'd enjoyed knowing she was having sex with Gil in the room across the hall, would she consider letting him be in the same room and watching, while she was with another man?
Lenny was quiet for a few minutes, thinking about that. "You'd like that?" she asked quietly. "You'd like to watch me with another man? You'd like to watch me doing all those personal things that people do together, sucking, licking, kissing, caressing? You'd like that?"
"Yes, I want to see it all." Karl told her.
"And you won't get jealous, or try to push in between us, or make a huge fuss?"
"I won't, I promise I won't make a move - unless I'm invited."
There was a pause while Lenny looked into his eyes. Then, "Okay, let's go back and see Gil tomorrow afternoon."
Karl grabbed her hand and pulled her behind him as he went to the elevator. He couldn't wait to get her upstairs to their room. He just hoped the bulge in his pants from his erection wouldn't be seen by everyone in the hotel.
The next afternoon as they drove up to the village to find Gil they were both quiet, anticipating what they hoped would be a sex filled afternoon or evening. Lenny was dressed more casually this time; her skirt was still short, not as short as last time, but more casual. Underneath she had on stockings and a garter belt, which made her feel awfully sexy, and between that and the thought of again having sex with Gil she was getting very excited.
When they got to their destination Karl pulled up in front of the Bed and Breakfast, and noticed that the garage was closed. They both got out and went up to the door, and Karl rang the bell.
A woman, a young nice looking woman, came to the door.
"Bonjour Monsieur, vous voulez une chambre?" She asked.
Karl was taken aback, he'd expected Gil. They didn't want a room as such, and he didn't have his phrase book handy.
"Non...non merci. Je..nous cherchons Gil."
The woman smiled at him. "Ah, mon mari, il va à Grasse. Il va acheter des choses pour le garage, pour les voitures."
Ah, of course, he'd gone for some car parts. He turned and explained to Lenny.
The woman glance at Lenny, then asked him what he wanted with Gil. Karl explained that they had stayed there a couple of nights ago and wanted to talk to him.
"Vous avez passé la nuit ici, chez nous?" She asked, surprised. She tried to explain that she had been in Toulon for a few days with her sister, and after a few minutes Karl understood the problem. Gil hadn't told her that there had been guests, and there wasn't any money or anything to show for it.
She looked again at Lenny, then asked them. "You English? I speak English assez bien."
Karl said, "No we're Americans."
She turned to Lenny. "You sleep 'ere all night? Where you sleep?"
Lenny's face got red. "Well...I ...we slept upstairs, in the room on the left. No, on the right."
"I think we'd better be going." Karl said and turned to go.
Lenny wanted to run. But the woman persisted, and held her arm.
"You sleep left room or right room? Maybe you sleep both room. Maybe you no sleep toute la nuit."
Gil's wife was beginning to enjoy this. She knew what had happened, because it had happened before, and seeing Lenny get so embarrassed, she knew she must have got it right. Lenny had had sex with Gil, and that's why there was no money. He didn't charge them because he had fucked Lenny.
"Non, attendez!" And the woman grabbed Lenny's arm. "You like my 'usband? Il vous a baise? 'E fuck you?"
But she pulled away and they both turned down the steps to the car as a van pulled up in front of the garage and Gil got out. He stood there a moment assessing the situation as they got into their car.
