I met Simon at work, he was working in the same building. A month later I moved in with him. Then he surprised me by telling me he had booked a holiday. He packed my bag and we were off before I had much time to think about it. My bag was literally, but he said it was a beach holiday so we would not need much.

“You have just missed breakfast, but you can get sandwiches at the poolbar, lunch is at one to three.” The maid told us as she showed us our room. “You have a lovely view of the pool and beach. If you need anything, reception is on speed dial.”

“Thank you.” Simon said, pushing a note into her hand.

I pulled the curtains open. “Is this a nudist hotel?” I was shocked.

“Yeah, let's get out by the pool.”

I felt trapped. “It was a long flight, I think I will have a nap.” I told him, trying to hide my embarrassment.

“OK, see you at lunch, it's nude.” He said with a smile.

Inside I was not happy and I was thinking I did not like this side of him.

He stripped off and took a towel to the pool.

The room was hot and there was no aircon so I left the poolside door open. I sat reading my book. I was thinking that I would have to get something to eat sometime. I was brooding on the thought of having to go out there, with the naked bodies and I hated the idea. That was when a woman walked past, she was naked, carrying a towel. She waved. I tried not to be seen.

She returned with a bottle of white wine and two glasses. She knocked on the glass door and walked in.

“Hi, is this your first time here?” She asked, pouring wine.

I was not sure what embarrassed me most, her being naked, or me not. “Yes, my partner bought me as a surprise holiday.”

“Did he tell you it was nudist?” She drank some wine.

“No” I drank half my glass.

She filled both glasses. “Git” She said disdainfully. “There is a quiet spot on the beach, you can get used to things there.” She encouraged me.

“I don't know.”

“Just you and me, we can get there without anyone seeing us. Come on, just you and me.”

I gave in and undressed, then pulled my towel around me.

“You will be looked at like that. Better to carry it.” She snatched up her towel and a small bag, stepped outside and looked back at me.

I followed with the towel over my shoulder.

She was right apart from getting to the end of the building there was no one about.

She squeezed some suntan cream into my hand, then started to cover herself. I followed her example.

“Do my back for me.” She gave me a handful of cream and she turned over.

I started to spread the cream.

“You have good hands, are you a masseuse?”

“No, I work at a bank.”

“That is a pity, I would like a good massage. Turn over I'll do you. You have wonderful skin.”

I was glad to hide my bits. She rubbed cream in, no liberties.

At some point we exchanged names and chatted.

“It's getting hot, let's go back to my room, I have more wine.” She suggested.

“Get a shower, I will pour the wine.” She said.

I had started to wash in the big shower when she joined me. “Do my back for me.” She asked.

I did as asked, just because she asked.

That was when a man came into the shower, there was not much room left and I was trapped in the corner as they kissed and soap each other.

“Wash Jade's back darling.” She said.

I turned around, I thought I was safe with her there, but I knew I would have to push past them to escape. So I let him wash my back.

He ran his strong hands over me. His soapy hands ran over my back, my shoulders, down my sides, just touching my breasts, only touching, then over my buttocks, hips and around to my pussy. His fingers touched my clit. I could feel his hardness pressed against me. I was looking in the mirror and saw Jenny rubbing her husband's back.

He was rubbing my clit when I came the first time, he was holding me up and kissing my neck when I came the second time. My foot slipped.

I was feeling guilty, but it was not sex was it? He was not in me, not even his finger was really in me, but it was good.

“We need the bed.” Jenny suggested as she took my hand.

We were still covered in soapy water when we reached the bed. He slipped into me. I felt him stretch me. That was sex! I could see Jenny smiling and rubbing her husband's back as he moved inside me.

I could not believe it, I was letting a stranger do it to me, but he had already proved he was better than Simon. I pulled him to me. He was deep in me, his body was close. He was hot, the room was hot, our bodies slipped against each other and I was coming constantly. I was in a pink heaven when his efforts were rewarded with a flood of lust.

He fell to the side of me.

“Harry, you have made such a mess. He always does.” Jenny explained.

She bent her head. I was just laying there in my pink heaven. The touch of her tongue sent a shudder through my body.

I did not stop her, I was too far out of my body. It was the first time that had happened.

I don't know how long I was laying there.

“Suck Harry, get him hard for me.” Jenny asked.

I had sucked Simon, but it was always instead of him in me, never afterwards. His cock did not smell clean, but I sucked and discovered I liked it covered in me and cum.

I looked at the hard cock and felt proud. He took his wife doggy, as she told him how good he was and how much she loved him.

I did not think I was doing enough so ran my hands over his shoulders. He took my hand and placed it on Jenny. I felt her body sway as he pushed in and out of her.

I could see Jenny turn her head to look at me and I could see her face as she came.

Harry was putting more effort into the union. I was surprised how long it took him to fill her, and again he was covered in sweat.

That was the first morning of the holiday.