Claudia called Dave and said they should get ready for dinner. Once I’d heard them leave I lifted the magazine off my face. Julie was sitting on the other side of the pool, directly opposite and was just gazing at me. Now, normally, I have no trouble at all knowing what Julie’s thinking - because she tells me. A refreshingly open and direct woman is my wife. But I just couldn’t decipher the look she had trained on me at that moment. It seemed to be a mix of accusation (or was that my imagination?), amusement and something else. What? … Challenge? … Defiance? Whatever, I was hungry and told Julie I was going to shower and get dressed for dinner.The dining room was full of mostly couples, some families, with each party having its own table. We ate a delicious meal and chatted amiably from what I remember. I do recall that Julie ordered oysters “to go with the champagne” she said. I, of course, brought up the subject of oysters supposedly being aphrodisiacs and told my usual, lame joke. If nothing else, she could at least ask him for the directions. She closed her eyes and forced herself to stand up. Water from her hair flowed between her full breasts down her stomach and between her legs. Another stream tickled down her back and over her firm buttocks. She had to restrain herself from covering herself as she walked towards him.He was smiling but not in a creepy way. If he caught an eyeful, she didn’t notice. He was in his early twenties, maybe a year or two younger than herself, with a well-formed chest and large hands. ‘My friend found a green towel here earlier. Was it yours by any chance?’‘Did he take it away?’ Her tone came out neutral, a mixture of annoyance and relief.‘There was nothing else. He didn’t see anyone in the water and thought someone might have dropped it. We were going to bring it back to the hotel.’‘I swam quite far.’‘The water is nice around this bit, isn’t it? You can go for ages and still reach the bottom. Do you come here often?’‘Can I get.
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