Anne and I had wanted a week off for some time. Winter had got the better of us, and the thought of a week somewhere warm seemed like the perfect getaway. I booked us a short flight and a nice hotel. We got such a good deal with a two-bedroom apartment overlooking the water.
Anne's friend Amanda, who had been divorced for over a year, came to dinner. We never intended to invite her to our holiday; however, after several bottles of wine, Anne becomes exceptionally caring and invited Amanda on our holiday. So there we were on the plane with Amanda, heading to our summer getaway.
I had always liked Amanda although had not planned on her joining us. She was fit, cheerful and was always up for an adventure. We had spent more time together since her divorce. She loved a drink and often became quite flirtatious after a few wines. She would put her arm around me, sometimes put her hand on my backside. A few months ago, she was at our place after a few drinks, and Anne had gone to bed, and I was cleaning up in the kitchen. Amanda was quite open with me and talked about her sex life. Amanda told me she hadn't had sex since her divorce and needed to be fucked.
We joked about it then she approached me and slowly ran her fingers over my crotch, saying, "Or even to blow a cock would be great right now".
I smiled at her and suggested that we call her a cab.
Our first night at the apartment was so much fun. We went out for oysters and champagne and then onto a great outside bar and restaurant. We ended the night sipping wine on the balcony, looking at the lights out in the ocean — a warm tropical night.
The following day, I had been downstairs for an early morning swim and was fixing myself a coffee when Amanda walked into the kitchen. She was wearing sexy knickers and a T-shirt, no bra. I admired her pert breasts. Anne was sleeping off her hangover.
"Morning, isn't it just an amazing view?"' as she leaned over the balcony.
All I could see was her gorgeous backside and her outline as leant over the balcony.
"Beautiful," I replied. Amanda turned to see me staring at her bum.
We sat chatting and drinking coffee for about an hour before Anne awoke, and then we all headed off to the markets. It was such a fun day. The girls bought a few things, and I to say a few things in the local language and laughed with shopkeepers as they bartered with me.
By early evening, Anne was back drinking with Amanda again. Amanda left us alone for a while. Anne told me Amanda had seen me after my swim and said I looked good. Anne also told me again that Amanda had not had sex for a long time and we laughed.
