Toni Thompson sat in her chaise lounge by the pool watching her 19-year-old son and his friend play around in the water. Her and her husband Don, had been married almost 20 years, and Don Jr. was their only son. He was tall like his father, and very fit. She was very proud of his athletic good looks.nnJack his friend looked quite a bit different. He was a nice boy, but very slim and very shy. Toni saw how his bathing suit barely hung on to his slim waist. He was in fact, kind of frail looking, but he was such a nice polite boy.nnToni knew that he came from a bad family background. His father was in jail, and his older brother Rick, was known well to the police. He??™d been arrested several times, spent time in and out of jail, and always seemed to be in trouble. She was happy that Jack was nothing like Rick.nnAt 38, Toni still had her figure. She was a petite 5-foot tall and weighed 100 pounds. She wore one-piece bathing suits most of the time, especially if there was company. She felt as a wife and mother, she needed to project the proper image. But even while wearing a one piece, she noticed that Jack seemed to watch her a bit too often. And more than once, she had caught him looking at other parts of her body instead of her face while he was talking to her. It made her a bit uncomfortable, but she could never say anything to Jack about it.

Once again an english story with the usual ask of not blaming me too much for the bad wording and spelling of my writing in a foreign language.nnIt was shortly after my 24th birthday in September when I had booked a one-week holiday in a small Spanish village called Nerja near Malaga. I spent the holiday with three friends (all girls) of mine and it was quite a fun-trip. We found some great bars in the village, with good music, always had a couple of strong-mixed drinks and as we were four girls, looking quite sexy there always were enough boys around us, letting time pass quite quickly. So nights used to be very long.nnOnly thing was that, since I was 18 I clearly preferred girls to boys, but none of my friends knew of my sexual orientation. So on our third night my friends finally found some boys and one after another disappeared with her holiday flirt, until I was the only one still left.nnWhen I awoke the following morning I was still alone in my apartment and so I decided to go to the beach alone. We had found a quite deserted sandy bay between rocks two days ago and I left a note to my friends that they could find me there.nnIt was a great sunny, day with blue sky. The beach was a very pittoresque place, a stretch of golden-brown sand between nicely shaped rocks of up to 20 feet. The Sea was a great blue with very clear waters. It was a short way out of the village and you had to climb a bit to get to the beach and so it was deserted again and I stripped completely naked, letting my bikini in my bag and enjoying the warm sun on all my body.nnI was lying on my back, when half an hour later I saw an elder woman climbing down the rocks to ???my??? beach. There was a single villa above the cliffs and she seamed to come from there. I tried to watch her from my half shut eyes. She was a mature, feminine looking woman. I would have guessed her 55 (she later told me that she was 66!) and she still had a very sportive, well trained body. Her body was obviously in good shape, still quite slim with breasts of a nice, not too big size.

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(A note from the Authoress)nnAfter posting several chapters of "A Company Affair" I was pleasantly surprised at the volume of comments I received, both in the feedback and public sections of Literotica. I do appreciate the negative as well as the positive comments because without them, I would have no indication of your thoughts on my story. I am well aware that I cannot satisfy everyone, but it does give me the courage to keep trying.nnI try to learn by my mistakes and will try to satisfy some of your concerns. A fantasy is just that, not to be considered reality, but to make it a believable read, it must bare some semblance to reality. Fantasies are started when through experiences or a desire to experience the things we are curious about, which, I admit freely that curious minds can be beneficial. While, not admitting guilt as a cheating wife, I remind my readers that clinical surveys point out that females reach their sexual prime in their mid-thirties and the male reaches his in his teens. This, in no way ridicules the male for any lack of ability in the sexual process, but points out the difference between male and female. Secondly, I have failed to give accurate physical descriptions to my characters, which is a little late at this point, but better late than never.nnLorri is a 39 year old married housewife with 2 teen-age daughters. Still in love with her hubby but curious. She is 5-2, 135#, 36c-28-38 and brown eyes and brown, short, hair about midway above her shoulders. She has friends, both male and female, who think she is both intelligent and attractive.nnJake is a younger, aggressive male, age 29, 6-2, and 190#. Black wavy hair and brown eyes. College educated and climbing the corporate ladders. Well built and works out to keep it that way as he feels that the ladies around him see him as a sexual object. (Some do and some don't)nnMonty is 48, a bit pudgy, the typical married man, loves wife, and family, but unaware of hidden desires or past experiences of his wife. He is an adequate lover but lacks the romantic feelings because of his age and his work.nnI hope this will answer a few of your questions and I'll be sure to incorporate these descriptions in my next postings.