1. Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 12


    Date: 12/17/2023, Categories: Fiction Exhibitionism Female exhibitionist, Written by women Author: vanessa.evans 

    ... beach.

My dress was coming off before Dylan had tipped the porter, me telling Dylan that I wanted to go for a swim.

“No, tomorrow Esther, tonight we have to eat and explore, Get in that shower and I’ll fuck you properly this time.”

I did, and he did. It was only as I walked back to the huge bed that I took-in the layout of the bungalow. One big room with the bathroom in one corner and huge glass doors out to the veranda where there was a table, chairs and a couple of loungers. We could lay on the bed inside and look out over the veranda to the beach and the sea. In the distance I could see the lights of the main town.

I opened the suitcase and got out a clean dress and as I was putting it on something caught my eye and I realised that the path from the hotel to the beach went right passed our veranda. Everyone going to the beach would be able to see into our bungalow and what Dylan and I were doing. When I told Dylan he just said,

“You could always close the curtains if you’re feeling shy.”

“Why on earth would I want to do that?”

Dylan smiled then told me that he was ready to eat and explore.

We only just made it to the restaurant before it closed and we had a great meal in an almost deserted restaurant. Then it was a stroll around the hotel to see what it had to offer.

We found a huge conference room that had dozens of seats set out ready for whatever. There was a board outside the conference room door listing upcoming events and Dylan laughed ...
    ... when he saw an entry for a few days time, ‘How Climate Change is affecting the Financial Markets’.

“That may just be slightly interesting,” Dylan said, “but I’m here for more important things.”

He squeezed my hand and we moved on.

Next we found a small casino that had quite a few people in there playing games that I’d never seen or heard of before. Dylan told me that we’d go there one evening when my pussy needed a rest.

“You mean when your cock is so sore that you can’t get a hard-on?”

“That will never happen when you are around my love.” Dylan replied.

This time Dylan’s hand left mine, went around my body and gently squeezed one of my tits through the thin fabric of the dress.

We decided to move on, and as we exited by a different door, we found an open area with a bar and a small stage.

“I guess that they put some entertainment on here.” I said.

“Yes,” Dylan replied, “I saw a schedule on a notice board. We can go back and have a look if you like.”

“No, we can look at it in the morning.”

The swimming pool was closed but we could see another bar to one side of it and it looked like you could swim right up to one of the serving areas. There was a jacuzzi and lots of sun loungers around the pool and more in an open area that had palm trees to give sunbathers some shade.

Going down the opposite side of the pool to where our bungalow was, we passed other bungalows and in one of them I could see a naked woman who looked like she was getting ready ...
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