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A chance erotic encounter
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A chance erotic encounter In Devon, UK, there is an interesting hotel and activities complex called the Manor House Hotel. This complex also has a ‘sister’ hotel a few miles away, which pretty much specialises in golf. My wife and I were staying at the Manor House Hotel for a few days during a quiet part of spring as it allows you to take part in loads of different activities, so she could do what she wanted and I could do my thing and we’d meet up for meals. One day she went off with a walking group and I went for a swim. Within the swimming pool building there is also a jacuzzi and a sauna. The place was really quiet and for a long time I had the pool to myself and swam up and down doing my lengths. Towards the end of my swim a slightly older lady in a bikini came in and swam around a bit. When I finished I had a quick shower by the pool before getting in the jacuzzi and letting the water jets and bubbles soothe my muscles. Before I had realised the lady in the bikini had got in the tub and sat next to me. She started chatting, said what a powerful swimmer I was and so on, all the while making loads of eye contact. Turns out her husband was a golf fiend and was at the other hotel for the day for a whole day’s golf of two rounds with his mates. Her friends had gone on the same walk as my wife. She started on the strength of my swimming again and said what powerful legs I must have - and started stroking my thigh. OK I thought - you have nice legs too, I said, and started running my hand up the inside of her thigh. Instead of the expected slap or shove I found her leaning further back against the side of the tub and opening her legs. Lovely smooth thighs I said as I carried on stroking them, rather more firmly now. That’s not all that’s smooth she said and opened her legs further and hooked her near leg under mine. Needing no further invitation I let my hand move all the way up her thigh and started rubbing between her legs through her bikini. She laid her free arm over the edge of the tub, closed her eyes and smiled slightly. Deciding to test the ‘everything’s smooth’ line i moved my hand up to the top of her bikini bottoms and started sliding it inside. I sort of expected some resistance or objection, instead she contracted her stomach muscles to make it easier for me to get my hand in! She was smooth - totally smooth, and clearly aching for some contact. Keeping an eye out all the time for new swimmers arriving I started fondling her clit and fingering her. She stopped rubbing me and was clearly concentrating on making it, so I gently carried on wanking her until she came. I could feel her muscles tensing and gripping my fingers and she made a quiet noise like a small kitten calling. I left my hand there until she wanted me to move it. When she moved my hand I assumed we would both be going our separate ways with nothing more said - oh no! One good turn deserves another, she announced and ran her hand up my rather baggy swimming shorts - at least there was plenty of room! Fondling my ass, balls and cock she very quickly got me even harder than I’d been when I was wanking her and then wanked me off so that I came in my swimmers. I thanked her and said that I’d had the best swim I’d probably ever had. She smiled, said that it would be nice if we bumped into each other again. With that we went to our separate dressing rooms and, although I did see her once more around the hotel, the chance encounter was never repeated. |
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