wife enjoys a holiday shag with young friend with husband close by

I wrote recently about my wife Roz being seduced by our lodger while I watched from the stairs. This a similar story about something that happened while we were on holiday in Spain with a party from our local pub.

My wife would have been about 26 and looking at her very best. The party was mostly couples but there were a couple of single lads in the group, one of whom was called Richard who was probably only 18, maybe 17. I don’t know for certain, but I doubt whether he had ever had sex. It had always been a joke in the pub that he fancied Roz, but obviously he had never been able to do anything about. I think Roz quite liked him, too, so one afternoon when we were lying on the beach I asked her what she thought about him. She didn’t answer for a few seconds, then said she liked his body, which she had now seen clad only in brief swimming shorts, but thought he has very inexperienced. I said we could do something about that and put my plan to her. She smiled and then nodded.

That night at the bar Richard was down early as usual. I bought him a drink and we chatted for a while about all sorts of things, then I asked him what he thought of Roz. He blushed quite deeply and stared at the floor, then just said “she’s really nice, but I don’t really know her very well.” I took my chance. “Well, I’m off to meet an old mate in a bar down the road tonight. I’m going about 9 and won’t be back until at least midnight, so if you pop up to our room and tap on the door, you might get to know her better.” He looked a bit startled, but nodded as I said I had to get ready and disappeared upstairs to tell Roz what I had arranged. Sh raised her eyebrows, but that it was it.

I didn’t go out, of course. I stayed in the room with Roz then just before 9 went out onto the darkened balcony from where I could easily see into the room. Perfect. Five past 9 came, then 10 past and I began to wonder whether he had lost her nerve, but a few seconds later I heard a light tap on the door. Roz, who was lying on the bed wearing a t-shirt and a pair of shorts had left the door on the latch and called for him to come in. So in came Richard, very slowly, but looking excited. He was also wearing shortds and a t-shirt. 

“How are you,” she said quite casually, “come and have a rest with me. I’m tired.” Richard did as he was told, lying quite still next to hear, looking almost frightened to move. Roz took the initiative, grapping his hand and moving it on to her stomach. “Relax,” she said, “and enjoy yourself.” Suddenly he became a normal teenager, moving his hand round her waist then up on to her right breast. Soon he was inside her t-shirt while kissing her almost ferociously, something she seemed to like. Off came the t-shirt in a few seconds then he shifted position so her could put a hand on each breast and stroke and fondle them. He clearly couldn’t believe what was happening. He was almost going too fast and I heard Roz say “slow down, slow down”, but there was no stopping him. He quickly switched to her shorts which he dragged down her legs in a few seconds before dropping them on to the floor. He then sat back, took a few breaths and stared at her wonderful naked body. I’m sure he has never seen a women’s naked body before and certainly not been inches away from a beautiful almost completely shaved fanny. His eyes almost popped out. He didn’t seem to understand foreplay. He just rolled on top of her and Roz didn’t seem to mind, opening her legs wide and grabbing him round the neck. “Come on Richard, show me what you can do” she gasped and he certainly did that. He had a very impressive dick, which he pushed straight into her as hard as he could. She loved this rough approach which was just as well, because he didn’t know any better anyway. He banged her for no more than a minute then uttered a strange sound which was almost a roar of triumph and came for what seemed like for ever to me. What a sight that was. It was still nowhere near 9.45 so he knew he had plenty of time. After about 20 minutes he had another massive erection and shagged her again, then a third time about half-an-hour after that and – yes, honestly – a fourth time about 11.45. Roz was exhausted but had enough energy to ask him whether he was 17 or 18. His reply – “I was 16 about three months ago”. My god

I saw him next morning at breakfast and asked him whether he had a good night last night. He just stared at the floor and nodded. I think he just might have blushed a bit.