Panty thief part 4 - Sex Stories

Panty thief part 4

... term basis'. Simple as that. Put plainly like that, I couldn't disagree. On a good day I can do her 4 times. That's on a Saturday or a Sunday. There's five other days. Work days. She just needs the intimacy and the release, she says. She ought to have been a hooker, and that's her words not mine. So we had our first chat and probably agreed to disagree. There is no definitive solution...no rule...no proven answer. To me it's a case of 'suck it and see'. What works today might not work tomorrow. What we did agree on was that we had to be cautious. She couldn't put herself or me in danger. Safe sex and safe environments were paramount. How you define any of these is open to a lot of debate. She wanted to start on holiday. Why did I not see that one coming. Ha. I went for a drive next morning and left Mags by the pool with the same three guys and a girl she had been talking to yesterday evening. I hadn't been introduced. She had told me they were a b*****r and s****r and two friends. They were 8 years younger than Maggie. When I left they were all in the pool throwing some toy about. The girls topless the men horny. I left. As i drove away I thought about sneaking back and watching how it transpired. I kept driving. An hour later I was in a small Spanish village not at all touristy. I had a beer. I had another beer. And another. Nobody spoke any English, so I was left to my own thoughts. After 6 beers I was feeling no pain. I sat outside at a table and watched the dusty day go ...

... by. I saw a pretty woman with the same colour hair as Mags walk by and wondered if she was a slut too. I stopped drinking and tried a sl**p in the car, but without the engine running the aircon wouldn't work. It was like a sauna. There was a sign up in a window advertising a room available so I went in and booked it for the night. A simple text to Maggie saying I'd got d***k and would see her tomorrow. She replied 'ok'. Nothing else. I realised this arrangement would probably become the norm. I went back to the bar and started drinking again Next morning I woke in the bedroom Id rented. Result. How Id got there, Ive no idea. I reckoned up how much I'd drank by the money I'd spent. A lot. I paid the bill and jumped in the car and headed back to Benidorm. The closer I got, seemed to make me more poorly. My gut was doing handstands and all I wanted was to chuck up. It was 1130 when I went to our room. The maids hadn't been in, and the room was the same as when I'd left yesterday....beds still made. It had begun. Maggie had had her first, to my knowledge, sex out of marriage. I felt numb. I had purposely not contacted her to see if she would have second thoughts or even have the decency to see if I was ok. Neither. I got changed and checked her wash bag. There were only two pairs of her knickers in the bag. One from the flight and ones from our first night. The second pair had cum stains in them but I knew that was mine as we had sex that night and she kept her thong on as was per ...