The Mediterranean Guesthouse - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

The Mediterranean Guesthouse - Chapter 1

... stretching. I do my exercise and stretching for the normal 10 minutes and head downstairs to breakfast. 'Good morning, Kate!' 'Good morning, did you sl**p well?' 'Like a log. I am so hungry right now.' I say as I watch the breakfast table, which is set only for one guest. I start with some myesli and yoghurt as Kate brings a steaming coffee pot to the table. 'It is so quiet here, and so warm I could sl**p with window open, I really like it.' I say to her Kate says she finds the air at night really cold, so we laugh at how different people can feel. Me coming from a colder climate, the night air here is deliciously warm. For her, used to the summer heat it is getting too cold. I notice she is wearing quite warm clothes even if it is maybe around 22 degrees C outside where the breakfast table is set. We chat some more and I explain her what my plan for the day is. I will head up to the mountains to do some walking and mountain biking. 'Tonight the other guests will arrive, a french couple, I think they get in around eight.' 'Ok, it will be nice to meet them.' I say as I finish my breakfast. 'Thank you for the breakfast, it was delicious, and it was nice to have it set outside.' I head up to my room and get ready for the day, packing my stuff for the hike and bike. Plenty to drink, sun lotion, sports bars. After I am sure I got everything I head out to the car and drive to the bike rental place. *** Up in the mountain the air is slightly cooler, but the scenery is awesome. The ...

... sun isn't as hot as I was fearing. I first ride some trails and then a short 5k up the road which is nice 10% grade. I can feel the lactic acid in my muscles and my lungs are burning, a nice sensation I crave. I ride back down to the car and switch to my hiking boots and get a drink. It is quiet and there isn't a lot of traffic on the road. The only sound is the wind in the weird looking pinetrees. I check the map and decide to walk couple miles to a waterfall and back, just to get rid of the lactic acid in my muscles. Also the walking trail is completely deserted which is nice. I breathe the nice mountain air and enjoy myself. It is so weird that so few people are up here and most of the tourists head to the crowded beaches. I don't mind spending time at the beach but up here in the mountains is epic. *** I drive back to the guesthouse in the late afternoon. I think it is still siesta time as I see Kate nowhere. A quick wash of the cycling gear and a shower later I crash naked on the bed for a quick nap. The night before was too short a sl**p. *** I wake up as the sun is setting, feeling well rested and hungry. Heading downstairs, Kate is still nowhere to be seen, so I go to the car and drive couple miles to the market to do some shopping. After returning and fixing myself a nice tuna tortilla in the upstairs kitchen, I pop open a beer and sit in the upstairs terrace as the sun is now getting real low and the evening is getting darker. I hear a car drive up the driveway, this ...