Frankie Goes to Holiday
by WillingWolf

Chapter 3

I awoke next morning fairly early but still not as early as Graham. When I eventually looked at my watch I was quite delighted that it was as late as seven thirty. The room had presumably been flooded with light since six o'clock, or even earlier. As I came too and my eyes opened I was conscious that Graham beside me was all hunched up and using the binoculars again. He was really keen on those parrots I guessed.

Not unnaturally I looked up to see them and saw that he was watching a bird of another variety. There in the open bathroom a few yards away was one of the hostesses doing her morning ablutions. My mouth fell open. So that was what Graham was doing with the binoculars, getting a close up of her lovely body. I looked again. It was Mouse, the Chinese girl. Now I knew I had bigger tits than she did. Damn there was my competitive streak coming out again.

I sat up and started to watch her too.

Graham started blustering, 'Did you see those parrots up in the palm on the left there.'

I gave him a withering look and stretched out my hand to feel his cock.

'Parrots give you a hard-on do they? She is rather lovely isn't she? I wonder whether she would like to come over and join us.'

I could see out of the corner of my eye that it was Graham's turn to gape in astonishment.

I waved at her and she waved back, alerted by the movement.

Within a few minutes she finished her ablutions by cleaning her teeth and put on her bikini. She gathered her towel and wash bag and started to make her way over towards us.

'Hi, good morning to you both. Another lovely day in paradise, no?'

'It certainly looks that way. I guess you are working are you? No scarf? I was wondering whether you would like to join us for a while.' I gestured towards the bed. Graham was too stunned to speak.

'What a shame. Yes I am working I am afraid. I have to be in the restaurant for breakfast in 5 minutes. I would love to join you about lunchtime maybe, or maybe tomorrow a little later. I am not working tomorrow morning so probably won't get up until eight or so. That leaves the facilities nearer the staff bunk rooms down there for the workers first. We tend to work it that way because like any bunk accommodation there are never enough bathroom facilities so the workers on the early shift get priority.'

'Sure tomorrow would be lovely. I am afraid we are both out at lunch today. Graham is sailing and I am playing tennis.'

'That's a date then. Tomorrow soon after eight. Do you want to watch me shower first,' she asked Graham. 'And you don't have to watch me with binoculars to get closer. You can walk right down to the shower and talk to me while I am doing it. You could even get in with me if you would like.'

He was speechless and we both laughed at him as he tried to order his thoughts and his response.

'I'll take that as a yes then. It will give you a few minutes to get properly awake and have a kiss and a cuddle on your own if I shower before I come over. Still I must go now. See you tomorrow'

She waved and we heard her giggling to herself as she walked away.

'Oh my god,' Graham eventually found his voice. 'Are you a ...a...a...?'

'No Graham I am not a lesbian, but I do have fairly strong bi-tendencies. I have enjoyed canoodling with other girls in the past and Mouse looks so, well, appealing. She is lovely. And talking of not being a lesbian, have you realised we haven't actually fucked yet. We have been here a full day. I'll bet we are the only couple on the island like that.'

I reached for his cock which was still hard, thanks either to Mouse or the reliable old 'morning woody', and then threw back the sheet covering us so that we were both naked for all to see.

Graham could not resist looking all round to see whether anyone was watching us. He half-heartedly started pulling the sheet back over us.

'Now Graham,' I reared up on my knees and grabbed hold of his shoulders. 'You were the one who wanted this naked lifestyle and booked it. Now you've got it. Enjoy it, or at the very least ignore it. Look your cock is going down with worry. Are we ever going to fuck?'

'Yes of course. I'm sorry. Look I really need a wee first and then I will come back and we'll make love. I will be ready honestly.'

'Okay then, but you must go to the public toilet down there where Mouse was. I want to see you wash your hands afterwards and I can see you down there.' I laughed, 'In fact I can watch you with the binoculars. Go on, off you go or no sex for you today.'

I had to laugh as I watched him walk the few yards down the beach, his cock getting harder with each stride as he contemplated peeing in open view of the world.

He stood over the toilet, I guessed willing his hardness away so that he could pee.

I heard Sue's voice followed by her laughter. 'Morning Graham, having trouble? Do you want a hand?'

Well that was all he needed to make him soften He waved half-heartedly and mumbled a greeting. I notice he did not take her up on her offer of help, but he did sit down to pee like a girl. I could hear him peeing. That's not quite true. We could all hear him peeing.

He quickly washed his hands and came running back, his genitalia flopping as he ran.

'Where has your hard-on gone?' I wanted to know and, 'Why do you sit down to pee?'

He looked down and started playing with his flaccid cock and went bright red.

'Well Sue and Rick were watching. I thought they would see less if I sat down.'

Laugh! I laughed so much that there was no way he was going to get an erection.

I took pity on him, mainly because I needed to fuck.

'Come over here and get under the sheet. I'll give you a hard-on but for the time being it might be better if you cannot see everyone else watching.'

He dropped onto his back on the bed and I covered him completely, head and all, with the sheet. I swivelled around and started sucking his cock in such a position that he could easily lick me out if he wanted to.

He didn't seem to.

I kissed up and down his prick without actually trying to make him cum yet.

'You can play with me if you want?'

Was that a big enough hint?

He did start running his fingers along my slit.

I decided that I had to try a little harder so actually pulled my leg over his head and eased back until his chin was touching my inner thigh.

He got the point I was making but was not entirely enthusiastic. He ran his fingers up and down my slit and eventually kissed my clit as it began to emerge.

'Yes,' I moaned, giving him a final clue as he touched it.

He licked it and I encouraged him by sucking deeply on his now hard cock.

I swivelled again and pulling back the sheet, which was turning the bed into a sauna, and rode him like a bronco at the rodeo.

At that moment Sue and Rick passed the front of the Cabana.

'Morning Frankie,' called Sue. 'See you at eleven. '

'Ride him cowboy,' called Rick.

I waved with one hand emulating the cowboys as they kept one hand on the pommel.

I started a small climax which I was pretty sure was all that was going to happen. I needed Graham to give me a little more. I am not normally difficult to please but Graham was showing all the signs of being a virgin, and one terrified of being watched at that.

I felt him jerking into me as he came, just before he pulled the sheet back over his head.

I kissed his chest and made a load of satisfied noises.

'There that wasn't so bad was it?'

'It was great,' he said. 'Apart from when Sue and Rick went by.'

'I think you are going to have to get used to that.' I said. 'How about Mouse tomorrow morning. Will you be able to get a hard-on for her?'

'Yes,' he nodded. Although I didn't think he was entirely convincing himself.

'A little hint,' I said. 'You might not want to wee until we have finished. That way your morning woody will stay a little longer. And if you watch her with the binoculars again, you should be able to get it stonking hard for her arrival.'

Thinking about what I had said later I was pleased that he hadn't taken it as a criticism. It would have been easy, and probably correct really, to believe that I was criticising his technique. Or lack of it.

The more I thought of it, the more I realised that he had to have been a virgin.

Not that it mattered. He wasn't any more.

We went up to breakfast, collected some food and I steered us over to join Sue and Rick. Graham reluctantly followed making comments like, 'Oh there is a table over there,' which I completely ignored'

I kissed them both 'Good Morning,' and pushed Graham towards Sue for him to do the same.

She held him at arm's length and I could see she was wording some form of joke in her mind.

'Oh Good Morning Graham, I nearly didn't recognise you with clothes on. It was fun watching you pee at the beach latrine. In fact I preferred watching you to Mouse, But Rick.... Well you know what boys are like?' Which she addressed to me.

I thought I would continue the tease and said, 'Yes Graham enjoyed her too, didn't you Graham, especially with the binoculars.'

Sue's mouth fell open and Graham went red. 'Binoculars,' she said. 'You didn't think of them Rick did you. Still tomorrow is another day. I expect you will remember them then won't you?'

We both laughed.

'Mouse did say that Graham could go down and join her if she had time Rick. Perhaps that would get you a little closer, or possibly you could take a day-bed down to the latrine and just lay there and watch her. But not tomorrow.eh Graham. We have asked her to join us for some quick pre-breakfast fun, haven't we? Graham is quite enamoured of her.'

Both the men looked red and suitably embarrassed. It felt right really for Sue and I to move into second gear and keep up the pressure.

'Mind you Sue you could always both come over and stand by our bed and watch, would you like that Rick? Sorry perhaps I should have asked Graham first. What do you think Graham? Would you like Sue to join in maybe? And Rick of course. Have you ever been to bed with another man Rick or you Graham?'

They both looked horrified but I could see that Sue was relishing every minute of it.

'You don't think that if we were sixty-nineing on one side of the bed we would put them off their stroke Frankie?'

'Oh I don't think so Sue, surely they will be too busy with Mouse, one in her pussy and the other up her ass. Which one of you wants her ass?'

We both fell about laughing, the guys looking less than amused. I was pleased to see that Rick was as gauche as Graham.

Sue looked at her watch, 'Come on now Sue we should get going. It is nearly ten-thirty and don't forget we are playing at eleven.'

'You had better run Graham. You are going out at ten thirty aren't you?' I said.

We started gathering our stuff together and I took the opportunity to grab him by the arm and whisper to him as we started walking back.

'Have a nice time this morning and don't forget to keep covered, either dressed or with sun-tan protection. It is very hot. And talking of hot, I may be wrong but I think I should warn you about Kristina. I am sure she will make a play for you, if only because she didn't like me, so remember what I said about condoms. I really would prefer that you don't fuck her at all. I really didn't like her. And I did get Mouse for you didn't I. I thought that she was your favourite when we were all introduced. So remember Graham, we are boyfriend and girlfriend, so if you want this relationship to last then please have a little respect for me. You know I won't be fucking around when I have you here, don't you?

Now go on have a nice time, but remember me? Okay? I love you.'

How was that for a bit of blackmail I thought to myself? 'I love you.' Perhaps a bit strong I thought. I wondered whether it would counter Kristina's wiles.

I noticed that the bed had already been made and our dirty flight clothes taken away for cleaning. They were efficient.

I quickly changed into my tennis whites, which I had only brought as an afterthought. On holiday with my parents of course I would always take them. A nice Fred Perry white polo shirt and skirt, sports bra and a pair of frilly knickers. White long socks and tennis shoes completed the ensemble. I did wonder whether I was a bit over-dressed for the resort, but eventually rationalised that I had on a tiny skirt and waist-length shirt so was not actually breaking Brian's dress codes. I idly wondered whether he would be there.

Sue came round and we strolled off towards the courts.

We were fifteen minutes early and there was no-one else there yet so we selected a couple of rackets from a cupboard, took a couple of tubes of balls and started to knock up.

I quickly realised that she was no mug and was going to give me a good game. We both recognised that while it was going to be a social game we were both going to play hard. No real tennis player is ever prepared to lose.

We got lost in our little game only to hear people applauding as we went one game each.

Chip strolled onto the court and said 'You must be Sue and Frankie right?'

'Right,' we said and one after the other said 'Sue' and 'Frankie.'

'Well you two are really delightful, I am going to enjoy this game. May I introduce Becky and Charmaine.'

We all shook hands and I did begin to feel a little overdressed. Becky and Charmaine, both Americans had little tennis skirts on the same as we did, but there it finished. Sneakers, trainer socks, loose fitting low necked satin shirts, one in pink and one in baby blue were all I could see. They were certainly not wearing bras and even though their skirts were really short I could see no sign of panties.

Look I have an idea, as you two have already warmed up a bit why don't we use both courts for a while. You two continue to play your game and I will watch you and try to give pointers if I can. Becky and Charmaine, why don't you come over to this court and start to warm up and practice. When Sue and Frankie have finished their set we will play another little game.

They giggled. Oh my god. They really giggled. I suspected, both from their apparel and their giggles that the second game would not be much of a game. Sue and I would not get out of first gear.

Still we had a while on our own and had a really good game ending on a tie break at six games all. I just won, seven points to five on the tie break, to hear real applause from the three other players.

'Ladies, you two are really good, perhaps we could get a round robin going later in the week.' We both looked happy for our game to be recognised.

'But now, well, we normally play a very social game, with penalties, a bit more of a taste of the resort, and, frankly I make the rules up as I go along a bit, don't I, Charmaine. Is that alright Sue, Frankie? You can happily play on your own if you would prefer it. It depends how you feel.'

'Frankly,' said Sue, 'I am a bit tired. That is the first game I have played in nearly six months.' I concurred and watched Chip as he started to work out how the game would start.

'What we will do I think, is, we three will play you two, Sue and Frankie. Underarm services only please, and I will stand in the middle here and help Becky and Charmaine.

You will pick up the rest of the rules as we go along.'

You can imagine that it did not take long for us to win the first game. Becky hit some high services which took big bounces and either Sue or I put them safely away.

Chip called us all into the middle. 'Well that wasn't very competitive. I judge Becky to be mainly at fault with bad serving and Frankie and Sue equally at fault for trying too hard. Unsportsmanlike behaviour.

'Ruling, Becky loses her panties, not that they are big enough to be seen, and Sue & Frankie both get to lose their shoes. You can keep your socks on as the court gets quite warm.'

Ooh that was going to be tricky. Have you ever played tennis without shoes?

The second game was still fairly easy with Sue serving and Charmaine lost her panties as mainly responsible for the loss of the game. She surprised me in the fact that she was actually wearing a tiny flesh coloured G-string.

Chip was mulling over in his mind a further handicap for Sue and I.

'Right the next games handicap is to pull your panties down to your knees and play like that. No pulling them up above the knee and if they slip down to your ankles you will have to strip completely. Oh except for your socks. I will serve.

That was tougher. We had to stand, and even run, splay-legged from the knees just to stop them dropping. Chip served first, short and then hit long to make us run around.

Yes of course we lost.

'Equally to blame both remove your shirts please.'

'Oh look Charmaine, Becky, they are both wearing bras. Your turn to serve Charmaine. Let's get those bras.'

And of course they did. Chip running about everywhere on court not only hit every return shot that we got across the net but returned it to a place where one of us had to run. You could just see him laughing fit to bust.

I served next and we won the game. Chip blamed himself and took off his shirt. You could see Becky and Charmaine play even closer to him now.

They started slapping palms like high fives after each point, but soon it was more like caressing each other. After that Becky and Charmaine also lost their shirts.

We recognised that there was going to be no real tennis played so we also started messing around, fondling or even kissing each other for wins and taking it in turns to bend over with skirt flipped up and taking a small spanking for the losses.

It seemed like no time at all before we were all stark naked, barring socks and Chip was rounding us up to take us to the clubhouse for a drink and a shower.

They were very welcome as we realised we had been playing around for nearly an hour and a half.

'I have taken the liberty of organising massages for you girls is that okay?'

We all nodded. I knew that Becky and Charmaine would want one,' he continued, 'But I was not sure whether out two newcomers here would be quite so happy to join in our normal silly game. I am sure you two only come for the massages anyway.' He told Becky and Charmaine.

I was sure privately that he was not joking and that he was right. They just wanted a good fucking.

'I have a small problem though. I have managed to get only three masseurs and one masseuse. Would either of you two new ladies mind the masseuse as Joey and I were booked a few days ago?'

I jumped at the chance. 'That really suits me I... well my boyfriend is here with me so I do not want to get too involved.' I started trying to tell Sue of my little problem with Kristina but had to stop as we arrived at the clubhouse/spa where the cold drinks were laid out. Chip ushered us into the showers and told us that by the time we had dried off and put clean towels around our bodies he would have the other three masseurs there.

We quickly showered, dried, picked up fresh towels and followed a giggly Becky and Charmaine into the treatment room. It turned out to be four beds laid out in a star shape. Heads in to the middle so we could talk easily but our sight was a little restricted because the nearest two beds were both at right angles to the way we were laying.

We lay down and were quietly talking and resting when we heard footsteps and voices. The main voice was obviously Joey.

'So I get my turn with that little slapper Becky today then don't I? Is that right Becky? Slapper, are you there waiting for a good Aussie fucking. Ohh sorry love. Oh fuck who're the new Sheilas. Don't mind my language darlings'. I'll fuck you two next time to make up for it.'

I grinned, 'If you can do it as well as you talk about it, I look forward to the experience, but somehow I think you are all talk. Where's my masseuse. Oh here she is. Girls can do it better right Cheryl. I was just telling him that girls will do a much better massage. Right?'

'Absolutely right Miss de Wolfe. May I call you Frankie?'

'Of course.'

I saw a face I recognised passing the end of my bed looking down once again on my naked body - Zach. My face must have fallen as I heard Cheryl ask whether I was happy laying there naked now that everyone was there.

I nodded, thinking that it was just my luck that I had been dreaming about Zach and now here he was about to give Sue her massage. Not me.

He looked as fed up as I felt. I realised with a little frisson of excitement that he had been looking forward to massaging me as well.

I heard Joey somewhere behind me continuing the conversation that he and I had been having earlier. '..... as I was saying Miss Frankie you could be right. Maybe these girlies do give as good a massage but I was talking about fucking. That what Becky here wants. A good fucking, you can't give her that can you Cheryl.'

She laughed, 'You are so full of bullshit Joey, you know that I could give Becky just as much fun as you can but, no, you are right I cannot give her the sort of fucking that you are going to. Anyway quiet now, we don't all want to hear a blow by blow account of what you are doing to Becky, do we Frankie? We are going to settle down for our own bit of fun. Now turn over and let me start with your back.'

I started to blank out the surrounding sounds especially Joey, but not before I heard him retaliate with, 'And talking of blow by blow, shall we start with that Becky. Just get your mouth around this. It will stop you screaming when I push my hand up your ass here.'

Sure enough Becky screamed on cue. I almost wished I was a fly on the wall watching.

Sooner rather than later it went reasonably quiet, just grunts and moans coming from four satisfied bodies.

Cheryl gave a good firm muscular massage followed by a really first class erotic massage. She had given me my first orgasm of the day just playing with my butt cheeks and my ass itself. She had slowly pushed in first one then two fingers, massaging in and around the sphincter.

After turning me she had used her lips on my neck, my eyes and had kissed breathily my lobes and then lips. At some stage she had removed all her own clothing and now was giving me a body to body massage, sliding my tits against hers. She kissed, sucked and pinched my nipples and gradually moved lower and lower down my body. She climbed aboard the bed between my legs, kissing up my legs and thighs before pushing my legs up to my shoulders and burying her face in my pussy. My second climax was much bigger and better than the first. She kissed her way back up to my face, and briefly forced her tongue deeply into my mouth before swivelling to place her knees around my ears and her tongue back on my clit. I was able to reciprocate and nibble away at her lips and clit. I felt her shudder with a small orgasm herself just as I started on my third climax. It was amazing. I really did cease to hear everything going on around me.

I heard her whisper, 'Are you okay? Is that enough? Would you like to shower again?'

I nodded 'Thank you Cheryl. That was lovely. Yes I will go and shower. I'll see you around soon. Maybe we can do it again?'

She smiled softly and said, 'Maybe yes. I would like that.'

Out of habit I wrapped myself in my towel and headed back to the showers.

I passed Sue's bed as a naked Zach was just lifting himself away from the bed.

I moved towards him, put a finger to his lips and said, 'I am sorry Zach. I had not realised it might be you. Can I book you for next week same time? Tell Sue I will see her in the bar for a snack.'

He nodded. 'Next week. I hope I can be there.'

I met Sue in the bar for a light lunch and some drinks. I got around to telling her about my confusion over the holiday. Could I make a long-term boyfriend out of Graham in which case the pair of us had to be a lot stricter what we did this next fortnight or was I prepared to sleep around and not care if he was going to do the same. She and Rick had been married about six years and were well past their innocent times. They were both having affairs at home and effectively had an open marriage. That's why they came here.

I also explained how I felt that Kristina had been a bit strange with me and now here she was taking Graham out for hours alone on a boat.

She asked me if I was into girls as I had chosen Cheryl the masseuse.

Just the question alone got me thinking. Not that I was worried that I was turning lesbian. Even if I was I would have been fairly happy. I like girls and what we can do together.

No what I was thinking about was that if I had waited and chosen Zach I would probably have been fucked by now, because Sue had,

I idly enquired over his ability on the table.

'He was fucking great, if you don't mind the pun. He has obviously learnt his massage techniques from someone pretty good, but is still a little uncertain about what I was enjoying. How deep and strong I wanted it.'

She laughed, 'I am still talking about the massage Frankie, keep up.'

I must have been thinking about Zach still, she saw my eyes wandering.

'But afterwards when he fucked me,' she continued, 'he was good. Very good even. As lovely as it is to find new techniques I think I may ask for him next time we play. How about Thursday? I am afraid we have to pack a lot in we are only here for the week of course.'

'Thursday is fine I will look forward to it. I forgot that you were here for the week so I told Zach that he could massage me next Sunday. On Thursday shall we just play the two of us and get a full game in without Beckie and Charmaine? I don't mind taking my clothes off but I really enjoyed the game we played before.'

'You sly dog. You saw him giving me a good time and grabbed him for yourself huh. How does Graham feel about that?'

Her tinkly laughter seemed to have an awkward edge to it.

'You're right of course that was libido taking over brain.' I laughed. 'Well, I have a few days before I have to make that decision I guess. At the moment I would vote for Graham and tell Zach to keep his hands to himself but by the time Sunday comes round who knows how I shall feel.'

We strolled back to the cabanas and agreed to meet on the beach where Rick could be seen down on the water's edge with some spare chairs.

We were both there quickly as all we had to do was undress and grab our suntan cream and a bottle of water. There were clean towels on each of the chairs.

I took another quick shower in the open bathroom between out cabana and the beach and strolled on to see Rick. He was still on his own but had kept three empty chairs.

'Hi Frankie. I guess Sue is on her way down here as well and I have a chair for Graham. I gather he went sailing. I might try that myself tomorrow. We only have a week to get all our experiences in.'

The way he was looking at my naked body, and bearing in mind Sue's description of theirs as an open marriage, I could see that I was one of the experiences that he was going to try to squeeze in.

I was in a quandary. Which chair did I take. I prevaricated by looking out to sea to see whether I could see Graham in his cat.

There were four chairs and he was lying on the second from one end.

If I took the lone one beside him I looked like I was encouraging him, I would hardly be able to speak to Sue and Graham when they arrived.

If I took the other middle one, I would probably either separate Sue and Rick or leave Sue out on her own at the end. If I took the end one Rick would think I was very rude.

I took the other middle one and let Sue decide whether she wanted to lie next to me or Rick.

I lay on my back and covered my front with tanning cream. Rick lay on his side and watched my every movement.

'What a wonderful place this is, isn't it?' he said. 'I can lay here and be entertained watching you beautiful girls all day.'

Nothing subtle about him then.

'And talking of beautiful girls, here is my Sue, did you have a good game.'

'Yes,' she said 'Thank you we had a really good game before we were joined by Becky and Charmaine. Do you know them, the American girls, one blonde and skinny about thirty and her friend who is just a bit..err..cuddly?'

'I know them,' he said. 'Were they no good?'

'Didn't know which end to hold the racket,' she said scornfully. 'Only here for Chip and Joey.'

I didn't think she needed to add that last bit but realised that they probably had no secrets. She didn't go on to elaborate more and he didn't ask the obvious question.

I changed the subject. 'Have you seen Graham and Kristina at all? They are out on a cat, a big one.'

'Yes,' Rick said, 'they disappeared round that end of the bay about an hour ago.'

'Uhhuh.' I closed my eyes and just lay there enjoying it.

Sue chose the bed to my side on one end. That would leave Graham on the end next to Rick when he arrived.

I guess it was about thirty minutes later that I saw an orange-sailed cat come round the edge of the bay. It pulled up in front of us and I saw Kristina give Graham a big kiss before letting him jump off in front of us and wade to the shore.

He waved goodbye.

'How was it?' I asked.

'Really good fun, I'm going to buy one with my next bonus,' he said.

'We are going out again Wednesday.'

'Are her tits really as big as they look when she takes her bra off, Graham?'

Rick was less interested in the sailing than the sailor.

Graham did not know how to answer. Had she taken her bra off?

I pretended to be uninterested, knowing that any hint of an evasion would lead to a discussion later.

'I guess they were pretty big, I didn't really take much notice,' I am just going to take a fresh water shower to get all this salt off me.'

That boy knows how to change the subject! He jogged off up the beach to the showers.

I noticed that Sue had turned over onto her tummy. To watch him walk back?

He was quickly back, threw his towel onto the spare chair and then pulled the chair round a bit so that he could see Sue and I over Ricks body.

'Not taking your shorts off Graham?' said Sue who obviously had watched him come back from the shower.

'Errr yes I guess so,' he said, 'after all, this is a nudist beach isn't it.'

I saw Sue sit up a bit out of the corner of my eye.

She eventually settled down again, content with what she had seen I assumed. Not too big, nor too small to elicit a comment.

We lay there content, just the four of us for a couple of hours. Glorious.

I broached the subject 'What is happening tonight at the bar? Is there a theme?

I forgot to look at the shop window this morning.'

'Yes it is a Vicars and tarts evening,' said Sue.

'Oh Graham, shall we go shopping,' I said. 'There were a couple of things I wanted to buy you and we need something to wear tonight. You also might like to look at some of that lingerie again. Perhaps see if there was anything there you might fancy me in.'

'Bloody girls, what is it with them and shopping?' he laughed with Rick.

I noticed he was pretty quick to get off his bed however as I bade Sue and Rick 'Goodbye, and see you later.'

I had a very quick shower, with hardly any need to dry, it was warm enough to dry me off before we got to the shop.

We checked the timetable on the door. Yes tonight was Vicars and tarts and tomorrow was schoolkids. I had everything I needed for that except a tie so it was just tonight to worry about.

I should have known it would be made easy. I guess they expected the girls to be the tarts, wearing some of their more erotic lingerie. I had another idea about that though.

'Graham, I am going to go as a vicar, do you want to be a tart?'

'God no,' he said, much as I expected.

'Okay then, in that case they have a dog collar here for rent with a surplice attached, just a front and you can wear shorts with it.

He nodded.

'And I want one of those as well and here are a couple of school ties for tomorrow. Do you have a dress shirt and long socks? I know you have shorts.'

'Yes,' he said. 'I have long golfing socks that will do. And you don't need ties. I have a couple.'

'Now I want to buy you one of these,' I told him. It was the grey silk wrestling vest that Zach had modelled at the fashion show.

'You will look good in this. You have a pretty good body.'

Flattery will get you everywhere Frankie, I thought.

It was nice. Grey silky material with cap sleeves, buttons at the front from the neck to the crotch, and short thigh-high length legs. An elastic belt finished it off. The silky material would show off any erection and even the size of his sac, hanging between his legs. Well it had shown off Zach's yesterday.

'Would you wear this sort of thing?' said Graham holding up a peephole bra and crotchless boy shorts.

I was aghast. 'Probably, but I would have to know the people very well and be very drunk. How about our last night? I was thinking of something more like this.'

I held up a pretty set in light blue gauze with lemon trim. A full set: bra panties and suspender belt with even stockings chosen to highlight the colours of the undies. It was still pretty see-through I noticed as I held it up towards Graham and the windows.

'I'll tell you what,' my brain was way ahead with an idea. 'You buy me both sets and I will wear this one tonight and the other one at least once before we leave. What about that?'

'Sold,' he said. 'But I thought you were going as a vicar?'

'I am, but you will certainly get to see the underwear and if my suspicions are correct so will a few more. You will find out my full dress code later.'

We put the new clothes and the rental items on our bill, and started walking back to the cabana.

'So how was your morning on the boat? I know you enjoyed the sailing but more importantly how was Kristina?'

He blushed. 'Well she did come on to me a bit. We sailed flat out for the first hour or so and it was really good fun. Then she showed me how to capsize the boat and then right it, even if the turned turtle. Well unfortunately, her bra fell off as she was climbing back into the cat and she did not notice for a minute or two. When she did notice however she apologised to me, and was very sorry, so that I had to tell her that it was okay I didn't mind.

Of course being a foreigner and not used to the language she took me to mean that literally and said 'Good in that case I will take my bikini off and hang it up here to dry. Shall I dry yours too?'

Before I knew what she was doing both parts of her bikini were hanging from the rigging and she was trying to undo my shorts. I stopped her of course. She just shrugged and asked me a few questions about you. Changing the subject I guess. How long we had been going out, where we had met, were we getting married, were your tits as big as hers? That sort of thing.'

Luckily we were walking in single file through the trees as he told me this. I was able to compose myself a bit before answering. No doubt that the scheming little bitch had her eyes on him. If he had not been so naïve, a virgin at heart, she would have had him stripped and fucked there on the cat.

And she knew her tits were bigger than mine. But I'm not competitive. Well not in that respect anyway.

I would have to find a way to keep you apart, I reflected.

'Oh,' I said. 'She does sound very forward, stripping off in front of you. What a tart and an exhibitionist to boot. I am surprised she didn't masturbate in front of you. It sounds like she has no scruples.'

'Well I was surprised when she had a wee over the side of the boat,' he said. 'Especially when I had to hold both her hands as she balanced with her bum over the side. I had to look away. She had no shame. But then I guess that is almost normal round here with Mouse using the toilet and showering in front of us.'

'I don't think that is at all the same. I think it is pretty disgusting really letting you see her pee from that close. Tart. And how could she clean herself afterwards with no toilet paper?'

'Well that is where I came in again, holding her hands I lowered her over the side until her bottom was just touching the waves. I watched the waves wipe her. Pretty clever really.'

'I see. You watched the waves wipe her? You got pretty close then? Did you touch her? Do I have to make you wear a condom next time?' I had my own ways of fighting.

'Oh no nothing like that. Only her hands, oh and she gave me a farewell kiss when I got off and we agreed to meet on Wednesday again.'

It was probably as well for the sake of our relationship that I had no longer to quiz him. The little tart obviously had the hots for him and I was going to have to form some form of strategy for keeping him.

It was time to get ready for dinner. I used the bathroom and sent Graham down to the open one in front of us for him to ablute. I hoped it would make him a bit freer with his attitude.

He was quickly back and changed into his shorts and dog collar.

I dressed in the bathroom, new undies covered by a long-sleeved voluminous shirt and a calf length skirt. My dog collar and surplice showed around my neck.

Graham was having a beer with Rick and Sue on our verandah when I eventually finished dressing.

'Good lord,' said Graham, after all he was a Vicar for the night, 'Are you wearing all those clothes? Won't you be hot? I know you are a vicar but isn't that a bit too sedate?'

I could see that Rick agreed and even Sue looked a little puzzled.

We strolled up to the bar. I guessed by now that we would be one of the later ones. I hoped I had timed it right.

'Miss de Wolfe,' called a disembodied voice from the bar.

I had timed it right. It was Brian.

He appeared before us. 'Miss de Wolfe, what did I say about a dress code on Saturday? I would say that just about breaks all the rules.'

'Well,' I tried to look upset,' My Aunt is a vicar and this is exactly the sort of thing that she wears all the time.'

'Miss de Wolfe, your Aunt is not here on a holiday at a Fantasy Resort. It is most unlikely that your Aunt would come here at all. I thought I had you judged differently. I am afraid you need to change.'

That wasn't in the plan. I had to give him a clue.

'Oh no Brian, please don't make me take off this blouse or dog collar. I only have a skimpy little bra on underneath. It is a very irreligious bra.'

That was the clue he needed. A new look dawned across his face.

'Miss de Wolfe, I absolutely insist that you take off the skirt and the blouse, and the surplice to which the dog collar is attached. Here and now. You may leave on the dog collar if you like. It is a vicars and tarts party after all.'

I tried to look even more embarrassed than I was. I felt pretty embarrassed anyway about having to undress here in front of the whole bar, believe me.

'Oh no, not everything. Please don't make me do that Graham, Rick, Sue can you ask him to just let me go and change.'

Gentlemen to the end, both Rick and Graham came to my support.

Sue however went down a little in my estimation when she shrugged and in a voice just loud enough to hear said, 'Well, I was surprised, you have been quick enough to take your clothes off so far?' I would have to watch her. I did not need Graham knowing I had been dropping clothes all over the place.

'I am sorry Gentlemen, she knew the rules and my authority in this resort is absolute. Miss de Wolfe please take off your blouse and skirt. Now. Or I will have to help you.'

Good old Graham stepped forward as if he would fight him for my honour.

'No Graham, don't hurt him.'

As if he could, I thought.

'Okay, I will undress here, but perhaps the gentlemen will all turn their backs.'

The resort was not full of gentlemen. Nobody moved as I inched the buttons undone on my shirt then eased it back off my breasts. The surplice kept me discreetly covered. I lowered my skirt to the floor to whistles of appreciation. They loved the light blue gauzy g-string, the suspender belt and the stockings Trust me they hid nothing. I had to hide a little smile.

'Turn around Miss Wolfe.'

I turned my back on Brian to feel his hands on my neck undoing the dog collar where it fastened at the back.

'Turn back now. There that is better.'

More whistles. They may not be as big as Kristina's, I thought, but they were well presented in this practically see-through balconette bra.

'I have removed the dog collar because I was afraid of the thunderbolt that would come from the sky if I allowed you to cover any of that magnificent body. Now Miss de Wolfe, or should I call you Frankie again, can I buy you a drink before dinner. I have been saving a bottle of special bubbly for the right occasion and I think I have now found it.'

He waved over young Gordy and asked him to take my discarded clothes back to our cabana.

He steered me through the crowd up to the bar, leaving Sue, Graham and Rick trailing in our wake.

I took the proferred glass of champagne to hear a toast to 'not only the most beautiful girl on the resort, but also to a girl endowed with intelligence and a sense of fun. Whatever you want on this holiday, just ask me for it. And I mean anything,' he flirted with me again.

'Oh and one little thing I can do is send you home with a discount voucher for a holiday. We have a draw every three months of those people who have stayed with us and your name just came out of the hat. Congratulations, I just ask that you check I am here and not on holiday when you decide to claim it.'

I thanked him with just a little kiss on the cheek, after all we were in public, I did manage to drag my hand across his crotch.

We quickly sat down to dinner and Brian joined us at our table. I had made a friend.

There was a short cabaret, singing, dancing and a few acrobatics from the staff before the disco started up. We decided to go back to our room for a relatively early night where Graham prove that he could last longer than a couple of minutes. I was a little happier even if he didn't make me come.


Chapter 4

I was awoken about eight by Graham sitting up in bed. I could feel his body, and not just his cock stiffening beside me.

I followed his gaze to watch Mouse disrobing at the beach shower.

'Why don't you go down and help her?,' I said and waved.

She waved back and blew a couple of kisses. 'Good morning, are you ready for me, or would you like some time on your own?'

I looked at Graham to see his reaction.

'Errr no, please, we are happy to see you. Would you like a cup of coffee?'

Ahhh sweet!

'She giggled, a high pitched little laugh, half smothered by her hand over her mouth.

'Thank you but it is not coffee I need to wake me up this morning.'

She strolled up from the beach and stood naked at the end of the bed. She was tiny, with a figure almost like a young boy but with tiny puffy breasts. Her smile though was perfect and her eyes were knowing.

She ostentatiously touched her arm, then a nipple and finally put her fingers between her legs. 'I may still be a little wet,' she said, 'From the shower perhaps.'

'Come here,' I said. 'I will tell you.'

She dropped to her hands and knees and walked up the bed between Graham and I

I reached and felt her tiny nipples and pulled her head towards me for a kiss.

'If anything,' I said, 'you may still be too dry. Perhaps you need more of this.' I slipped my tongue between her lips and we tongue wrestled as she dropped into my embrace. Her body was so light that she could not have weighed more than forty kilos.

She wriggled in my arms and her hands attached themselves to my breasts. We moaned almost in unison.

From the corner of my eye I could see Graham just watching, his mouth almost hanging open. I massaged her butt cheeks as our pudenda rubbed together. She slowly slid down my body and within seconds was firmly attached to my nether lips. I spread my legs to assist her getting closer.

My moans were coming non-stop now.

I realised that this was something that Graham had not yet done for me. Maybe he had never done this either.

'Graham, she knows how to do this. Watch her and copy. Get down there, get close.'

I didn't think that this was too much criticism and I didn't want to belittle him in front of Mouse, but I did want him to see how an expert did it.

I felt her index finger slide up my back passage while her thumb pressed into my pussy. Her lips were attacking my clit. I was not going to last much longer. I didn't. I came and shot my juices over her face before pulling her back towards me where I kissed her and licked my juices off her, sharing them wherever possible.

She lay above me as I basked in a post orgasmic haze.

We heard Graham clear his throat, and really I think that is all it was. I do not think that it was a prompt that we had left him out. I suspect his throat had dried out where his mouth had been hanging open.

'Oh Graham,' said Mouse, 'I am so sorry that we got carried away without you. Let me help a little. What have we here?'

A rhetorical question I believe as she grasped his hard and straining cock. I know it wasn't the largest cock in the world but it was recognisable. In its way it was a sweet one.

She moved over him and French kissed him. He would have been able to taste me on her mouth I recognized. He would not know which was me however as he had never tasted me.

She swivelled her body so that she could take his cock in her mouth while laying her lower body over mine. She also wanted somebody playing with her. I thought that it would be a good idea to get Graham initiated so moved her legs alongside his shoulders and then over his face.

He knew what to do and tentatively started licking her lips, which were now very wet, but probably not still from the shower.

This would have been fine if he had not come in her mouth within another half a dozen strokes.

Without a word of complaint she dutifully swallowed his load and wiped him clean with her mouth. I recognised that she must have been crying for relief herself and pulled her pussy back over my mouth where I knew I could give her as good as she gave me.

'Graham, suck on her nipples,' I ordered as I removed her pussy from his face. I wanted the best bits for myself.

He seemed happy to do that and indeed showed some talent for licking nibbling and sucking on her tiny nipples and breasts.

It was not long before she started shaking and soon she was spurting her juices all over me. She had a really strong ejaculation and I noticed again that Graham, was watching with his mouth wide in amazement.

As soon as she recovered I pulled her up between us where we lay, the three of us together, comfortably cuddling without really talking.

'Thank you,' said Mouse after about thirty minutes. 'That was lovely, can I come back again some time. I have really enjoyed myself. '

That was nice. She must have realised that Graham was inexperienced and she was quick to kiss him and thank him before going to join the other hostesses for her breakfast,

We were both quick to invite her to come over whenever she wanted.

We lay there and I thought that perhaps we needed to talk about it.

'Did you enjoy it? I asked.

'Oh yes, it was amazing. I have never, well never, well done anything like that.'

I thought that he was in a forthcoming mood so decoded to push the point a bit.

'Which, the three in the bed or the cunnilingus or the blow job, which?'

'Well actually, err, err, all three of them. I really had never had much experience before you. Actually I was a virgin until this holiday.'

There he had said it. 'Oh Graham, I wish I had realised, you were so good and strong that I did not think that it was the case. I would perhaps have been a little more helpful to you perhaps, blowing you before we made love that first time so that it would have lasted a little longer for you.'

I meant for me of course, but I knew I needed to keep his ego intact while pointing out a few shortcomings.

'Anyway now I know we can practice these things a bit more. We can experiment to find out that Missionary is not the only way to enjoy it.'

He cuddled me, kissed me deeply and took the initiative to run his fingers along my pussy lips.

'I really needed a coffee and some fruit at that stage so as I cuddled back up I whispered in his ear, 'shall we come back here lunchtime and practise a bit?'

His grin went from ear to ear as he said 'Shall we go for breakfast first and build up the energy levels?'

That's my boy. He thought it was his idea!

We breakfasted with Sue and Rick again who had arrived there just before us. They quite rightly enjoyed a laugh at our expense at the noise we had made with Mouse.

I pulled Graham to me and said, 'Well we were having such a good time that you would have heard us in a thunderstorm. Isn't that right Graham?'

I got an adoring look from him and Sue suggested that he and Rick go and look in the shop and see what events were planned for the day while she and I finished our coffees.

'They were hardly gone before she started, 'Well aren't you the little surprise one. That trick last night to get Brian to undress you, pretty clever huh. And now you are his favourite!'

She knew how to be bitchy, I needed to watch this one.

'Sue I didn't plan it all, well that's not quite true. I wore the underwear because I loved it so much and Graham made me promise to wear it last night if he bought it for me.' Almost the truth? 'And then I nearly died when I realised that I didn't hire a tarty skirt to go with the vicar's collar I had hired. You see Graham did not tell me we were coming here, so I bought all these unsuitable clothes. He was the one who said what about these and produced them from the wardrobe where I had hung everything up. He had obviously forgotten the rules. I remembered that I would not be allowed to wear them but thought Brian would just have a laugh and send me back to get something else and then I could have changed the lingerie as well and still kept my promise to Graham.'

'Good story, but I am not sure that I am buying it,' she said. 'Really I just wish I had thought of it first.'

We laughed together and the intimacy between us returned so that she obviously thought she could ask her next question, Mouse wasn't with you very long,' she noted. 'Did Graham have trouble getting it up? Rick does sometimes when he is embarrassed.' Good Lord, was she spying on us?

I laughed. 'No his problem was she was so good at the blow job that he came very quickly. Still it is the beginning of the holiday and his first time with Mouse so I guess that explains it.'

I didn't want to tell her that everything about Graham was a bit wham- bam thank you ma'am at the moment.

The boys came back to tell us that there was a volleyball match organised for the afternoon, about four o'clock and tonight was Schoolkid themed.

After breakfast Graham and I ambled back to the cabana and then strolled down to a couple of chairs on the beach. Sue and Rick said that they may join us late but were going to swim in the pool for the morning. That was good, I had my book. Graham picked up a snorkel and fins and we had a terrifically lazy morning. Perfect.

At around lunchtime we intercepted Irina on her way up towards the café and asked if we were allowed to bring the food down here on the beach. She would do better than that she said, asked us what sort of thing we wanted and told us it would be delivered to our cabana within the hour.

They must have been quiet because with fifteen minutes, Chip brought a couple of ham and cheese baguettes and enough fruit to feed an army. We opened a bottle of bubbly from the fridge and settled back on our verandah to enjoy it all.

I had an idea and kept back a few strawberries telling Graham that I was saving them for later. He was quite happy with the pineapple, pawpaw and mango to even notice.

As we finished our bottle he looked over at me and asked if we could, 'well you remember, you said we could, err, practice, this afternoon.'

I laughed, not unkindly, at his enthusiasm and embarrassment in having to ask. Ideally I would find a way to make him take the initiative eventually.

'Come on then,' I said. 'In fact wait ten minutes for me to get ready. Stay here and watch the world go by. I will call you.'

He looked so disappointed I had to promise to hurry.

I felt that to try to control his ejaculations we needed to get a lot of foreplay in, where he could come once and then be ready again for the main event.

I dressed as I had last night in the hardly worn light blue and lemon undies. I checked the smell and although you could tell they had been worn it was all me. I thought if anything he would like the added aroma.

I covered them over with the long flowing yukata style dressing gown that had been supplied on a peg in the wardrobe.

I thought about a humorous call, 'Come and get it,' or 'Your dessert is here,' and decided that a simple 'Graham, I am ready,' was sufficient.

Just before I called out I stuffed three or four strawberries up my pussy.

I would make him find them.

He was already naked from just sitting on the beach but as I took him in my arms and was about to drag him down to the bed I felt the sand on his shoulders. The maids had already made the bed so, as I did not want to have to go twenty four hours in a sandy bed. I told him to quickly shower and then shave. I added the shave for good measure, as I knew that he had not had a shave this morning and was showing a little prickly stubble. I was determined to train him right. He might turn out to be a keeper.

He came back after the quickest shower and shave on record but had found the time to put some aftershave on. I appreciated the thought but made a note to buy him some decent stuff for Christmas.

I took him back in my arms and we kissed like schoolkids in the back seat of a car. Urgently, with much passion but no finesse and it felt like forever. I was happy to move on but recognised that I wanted him to take the lead. I pulled my mouth away to start kissing his ears and this gave him the hint to explore elsewhere.

Starting with my ears and then my neck and shoulders he was quickly down to my breasts, kneading and kissing the tops enthusiastically. I stopped him from removing my bra for a moment.

'Take my gown off and then you will get to see these lovely undies that you bought me.'

While he would have seen them at dinner he probably did not appreciate them, partly because Brian was trying to monopolise me and partly because when he did have me all to himself, after walking back, he was too shy to put the light on as we made love, in case people walked by and watched us.

Now he could feast his eyes on me to his hearts delight, and, receive a 'Thank you Graham.' His hard-on was as upright as I have ever seen it. The head was beginning to go a little purple and leak.

'Shall I do something about this first?' I whispered rising to my knees as he stood there. I pushed him down on his back and kissed down his breastbone, tugged at his nipples and quickly swallowed his member licking and rolling it with my tongue.

I knew he was not going to last long so made no pretence of doing anything but working hard on it. He came quickly in my mouth and I sluttily dribbled most of it down over my breasts. Now I would have to get the bra laundered.

He was hard again practically before I emptied my mouth.

'Now you can take my bra off,' I whispered and encouraged him to take my nipples between his teeth. I do like to feel a man biting and nibbling.

My motto should have been no pain no gain because I do love a little bit of pain, particularly on my tits.

'Take my panties off now, but leave the stockings and suspenders on. You will like the feel I think.'

'I certainly love the way they look,' he said, gallantly remembering to keep in the conversation from time to time.

I knew this would take him a while because I had but the panties on before I did up the suspenders. To remove them he would have to slowly unfasten and then refasten each strap. This was going to be fun for both of us. It took him a while to realise what he had to do but set about it with enthusiasm. He rolled me over onto my tummy to undo the back straps and then after removing my panties he spent a happy ten or fifteen minutes adoring my bottom. Full marks Graham.

I rolled myself over again and whispered, 'I would like a strawberry now Graham.' I could see the frustration written over his face as he thought he was just about to fuck me again. He looked wildly around.

I opened my legs and squeezed until I could feel the first one popping out. I pushed his head down towards it as if forgetting about the request.

He looked up at me in amazement before reaching his right hand towards it.

'With your mouth please Graham.'

He levered it out with his tongue and gallantly levered himself up my body to give it to me.

I crushed it between our mouths and eat the sloppy remains. It had gone somewhat mushy inside me so did not need a lot of crushing.

'The next one is for you.'

He retrieved the next three which we ate alternately.

There may be one left I hinted, knowing that there wasn't.

After he had spent about ten minutes trying to squeeze my insides out with his tongue and various fingers I told him that maybe there were only four there after all, but thank you for looking.

I got him to move on from my actual vagina and lips to my clitoris. I thought that I had better show him where it is and then tell him that I don't really like it being mauled particularly when it is dry. 'It should be treated with reverence at all times until just before I come when you can grip it between your lips and suck it or maybe gently between your teeth and pull it. But I do mean gently.'

He was learning. He did it beautifully. I was pretty close to coming anyway after the 'hunt the strawberry game' so I quickly orgasmed over his face. He was quick to compare me with Mouse who ejaculated much more and much harder than I did. I realised that it was not a criticism, merely an enquiry from an ingénue and treated it as a serious question without telling him that girls never like to have their performances compared. Any performance!

He was more than ready to fuck me again and so we did.

I started with Cowgirl, moving on to doggy before spooning with a raised leg and back to finish in missionary. He lasted happily for nearly half an hour, by my reckoning but was certainly pooped by the time we finished. He hardly had time to kiss me and say

'Darling, that was wonder...' before he fell asleep.

I have to say I quickly followed his example and we slept right through the volleyball.

I awoke about five and went for a quick swim leaving Graham snoring on his back. Maybe he wasn't a keeper. What could I do about his snoring?

By the time I got back and showered he was awake and wanted to use the bathroom, such as it was. I say such as it was because although it had everything a bathroom needed in the way of towels, dryers, ceramic ware and even a kettle and coffee equipment, it had no walls. Just a few glass panels here and there.

I told him that, as big as it was there was no room for both of us so he had to go off to the shower on the beach, and if I were him I would hurry before Rick got back from volleyball and got there before him.

He did go and left me to use the mirror to make my face up and dress. A girl needs a little privacy, even if it is only from her partner. It did feel strange once I needed to put on the lights at about six-thirty. It made the bathroom seem unnaturally bright and the outside seem even darker by comparison. I did feel a little as if I was on a stage, Yes, I was starting to get wet between my legs. Luckily I still was naked, oh, what am I saying? Naked with all the lights on!

Schoolkids were easy, a tight blouse and mini skirt, long socks and sneakers and one of Graham's ties. Ties? Why on earth would anyone bring ties here?

At the last minute I changed the socks and sneakers for black hold-up stockings and high heels. Think St.Trinians! I asked Graham how I looked and his eyes boggled.

'You look ff..ff..ffantastt..tt'

I must have looked good if he had got his stutter back.

I checked myself out in the mirror and rolled the waistband of my skirt over a couple of times until you could just see the hint of a band of flesh above my stocking tops when I was standing up. Yes that was short enough.

Rick and Sue were just going past on their way to dinner so we joined them.

I asked how the volleyball had been.

'Good,' said Sue. 'Great,' said Rick. We all laughed. 'As you can tell,' said Sue. It was naked of course. You should have seen them bouncing eh Rick. Particularly that girl Kristina, the Brazilian you went boating with Graham.'

Graham and Rick got that same far away look in their eyes.

'That tart,' I said. 'They are not real anyway. Not that size.'

'Oh yes they are,' said Graham. 'She told me that when she let me feel...' his sentence trailed off as he caught my enquiring eye.

'No nothing, he said. 'Maybe it wasn't her or maybe ....'

I could see Sue laughing at Graham. 'Well maybe it was Mouse, Graham.'

That was enough to make us all laugh but the rest of the short walk was in silence.

Dinner was prompt with no fashion show or entertainment. About eight thirty or nine we all trooped into the main dance area where the chairs and tables were laid out like school desks with some paper and pencils. The 'just watching' tables were completely ignored I noticed.

Brian came in dressed as a teacher complete with a mortar board and gown. I had a quiet titter to myself as I thought what havoc he could wreak as a headmaster of a girls school.

He first had all the men parade in the middle of the room while we catcalled and Brian made notes on his pad.

We girls then had to parade and of course this took a lot longer. After we had all walked around he called us out to the middle one by one and made us bend over to see whether our knickers showed. Mine of course did. He made more notes on his pad. He checked to see whether we had bras on and if so what they looked like and made more notes on his pad.

He finally sent us back to our seats and gave us a small quiz, which was mainly about sport and the boys certainly found easier than the girls.

We wrote our names on the sheets handed them in, refilled our glasses from the bar and settled to await the results of the test.

Surprise, surprise, the boys had done fairly well and some of us girls had not even got any points. Most of the questions had been about North American sports so indeed I was one of the girls with zero.

Brian went into one. He shouted at us and called us stupid. He then criticised our clothes and then finally said, 'I have had enough of you kids dressing how you like and getting zero questions right. Some of you are going to get punished.' I quickly realised that he had been setting us up and I knew for a fact that I was getting punished, I started to blink forward some tears to cry like a girly girl. He called out a list of names from his list. Surprisingly enough it was all the girls. We all trooped up to the front.

He called Charmaine first, with whom I had played tennis. He sat on a chair and bent her over his knee. He explained to her and assembled audience of men that she was being spanked for wearing non-regulation school underwear.

He flipped up the back of her skirt and we saw a pair of sexy red, see-through boy-shorts. 'Charmaine, what are these. You should know the rules for a spanking, no panties.' He pulled them down to her ankles, removed them and put them in a box at his side. Six firm but not vindictive smacks followed before she was allowed to rise. He told her she could collect her panties at the end of the evening.

The scene was set. One by one we stood at the front and were told that either our bras or knickers were not regulation, our skirts were too long or too short or we did not score high enough marks in the quiz. It did not seem to matter how many transgressions you had, six appeared to be both the upper and lower limit.

I was last up, jockeying with Sue for that position, although I think he was calling them fairly randomly. She saw me trying to squeeze tears from my eyes and so she did the same. In fact with rather more success. As Brian belaboured her bottom the tears fell and the howls of pain were enough to raise the roof. There was no way I could do the same now. I hastily dried my tears.

At last it was my turn and I got six for answering zero questions right. I enjoyed rubbing myself on Brian's cock as it stood up poking into my tummy almost as much as Brian did.

I was about to stand up only to hear him asking 'Is that tears from you as well, running all the way down your cheeks to your lips?'

'No sir,' I replied staunchly 'I am no cry-baby.' I said looking at Sue who stuck her tongue out at me.

'No I mean these cheeks and these lips,' he said bending me over again this time so that my bare bottom faced the audience. 'These tears of lady juice,' he added mopping up a few rivulets that had started when I knew I was going to get spanked on the bare in front of everyone. 'Another six, I think.'

Everyone cheered, particularly Sue I thought as I bent over for my next treat. Whoops I mean punishment.

I was allowed back to my seat where I enjoyed pressing my bottom into the hard cold seat.

'Right kids, time for the Gym,' our teacher called. 'A limbo competition. Boys first then Girls. Boys can stay over the other side when you have been under the bar.

Of course they can, I thought. That way they get a better view as we limbo under the bar with no panties on. Brian had planned this from the beginning. Still I guess it could have been worse, we did have skirts on although they were all pretty tiny. The guys all made a laughingly bad attempt at it and then of course it was down to us. Brian stood one side of the bar, chip the other and Joey stood behind the girl in case she fell backwards, He would at least stop her banging her head. I had a little practise in the corner and realised two things, firstly I had to take my thigh highs off to get grip for my toes and secondly that my skirt actually did flop down between my legs so I would not be showing everything unless the boys were right on the floor in front of me. Good news!

Of course I was never going to get away with that. As we addressed the bar, Brian would flick the hem up over our waists opening us right up. The first two girls through were Becky and Charmaine and they were never going to argue. They obviously loved every minute of it. After that it would have been churlish to complain.

In fairness it was good fun though, watching all the guys dribble as we leaned back, spread our legs and were exposed by Brian. Joey helped us lean back far enough back to get under. The less acrobatic girls invariably were dropped on their backs as they passed under which would leave them lying on the floor with their legs spread. The floor was getting wetter as the girls dripped and the boys dribbled. When the disco started I grabbed Graham and hi-tailed it to bed. I was going to let him show me how he remembered his lessons of earlier.

I did remember to ask him why he brought the ties and indeed all the rest of his clothes knowing where we were going. The answer was simple of course, Mummy's boy had let his mother help pack his suitcases. It was as simple as that.

I was still laughing when he got me into bed and, let me tell you guys there are worse ways to seduce a girl than with laughter. I stopped laughing when he showed me that he did remember how to eat pussy. I was delighted to see that even though I did not blow him before we fucked, he lasted a decent time before coming and then dropping off. To sleep as well.