This happened back in November 2004, Sarah was 48 and I was 42. We had gone to Marbella, Spain for five days with some younger friends, Martin, and Debbie and their two young children for some late sun and to sort out some issues with their apartment. Now Sarah has a figure that can still turn heads and a way of moving which is just dead sexy-see Turkey-Again 24-08-2017.

On the last day we all headed down to the beach taking some of the left-over food and bottles of wine as we were leaving that night. The beach was never busy this time of year so we found a secluded spot to settle down sharing out the food and wine amongst the four of us. The girls wearing their bikinis catching some late sun. Late morning a guy came down on his own to the beach, he was wearing a pair of bright blue trunks-think Daniel Craig-and despite plainly being older than us, he had a very good physique and with a descent size bulge in his trunks as both girls remarked. Egged on by Debbie, Sarah went over and offered him a glass of wine and chatted for probably a good ten minutes. Apparently, his name was Oleg, and he was a 59-year-old Russian lawyer who was working in Marbella and had managed to get the afternoon off. His wife was at home in Russia. By now the two kids were getting restless and were hungry, so we all adjourned to the beach café for lunch. When we finished Martin and Debbie said that they were going to go and sort out some last-minute issues and would meet us back at the apartment around 6pm. Martin -who had always had a thing about Sandra despite being 15 years here junior-added that she could carry on chatting up her Russian.

As we walked back to the beach, although slightly annoyed with her wondering what would have happened if I had chatted up some 50-year woman, I was also excited. I teased her that she obviously fancied him and that her body had given her away with her flushed chest and hard nipples. “Anyway, I thought you had a thing about me fucking another man “she replied. "Well, what happens away, stays away" I said. Once back at our “spot” there was no sign of our Russian. She asked me to rub some sun cream on her back, undoing her bikini top and dropping it on the floor beside the sunbed. Result! She had flatly refused to go topless whilst Martin and the children were around. She lay down on her front for 20 minutes, then turned over rubbing the sun cream into her stomach, chest, and breasts. Her nipples responded to her touch becoming hard and stiff. She then lay back with her eyes closed. This is when I noticed our new friend walking towards us with an ice bucket with two bottles of Bollinger and some plastic glasses. "No friends?" he asked as he walked up to us. Sandra sat up making no attempt to cover herself "no, they’ve gone shopping Oleg, just us" "Ah well, more for us he then” said opening the first bottle and setting three glasses out. Sarah swung her legs around to sit on the edge of the sunbed facing us. She took a glass and we sat chatting, Sarah flirting with Oleg, who could not take his eyes off her breasts, causing his cock to visibly harden in his tight trunks. The first bottle consumed, he opened the second standing up to pour taking Sandra’s empty glass which meant that his bulging trunks were directly in front of Sandra’s face, raising her hand to take the glass she “accidentally” brushed the front of his trunks and the straining material which caused him to jump slightly. Ever cool she rubbed his bulge apologising and saying she hoped she hadn’t hurt him. She then took off her sunglasses, before using both hands to pull the waist band out and down of his trunks releasing his now hard cock. She picked up her glass of champagne took a mouthful, put the glass down before taking his cock in her left hand, pulling the foreskin right back firmly. Now with a fully hard seven inches in her hand she slid her lips over the bulging head into her champagne filled mouth. This all happened so quickly. Oleg just looked at me, I guess half expecting me to leap at them both, I just nodded and picked up my phone determined to capture what was happening. The sting of the cold champagne along with bubbles and warmth of her mouth was having an overwhelming effect, his breath was quickening as she alternately sucked his cock deep into her mouth taking most of it in before her gag reflex made her withdraw, running her tongue around the tip and into the “eye”. Oleg reached down pushing the back of her head into his groin, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. With his other hand he grabbed her left breast, mauling it in his large hand pinching her nipple between his thumb and finger causing her murmur something obscene. She bit down on his cock letting him know he had hurt her. Knowing she was being filmed she put on a show pumping his cock, pulling the foreskin back hard and as far back as it would go, alternating fast, then slow with deliberate strokes, looking directly at me as she did. She took another mouthful of champagne, before sliding her lips slowly and firmly over the engorged purple end, as she sucked him, he groaned, I saw her swallow, then his breath quickened, his legs sagged slightly and with a guttural grunt he emptied his balls into her mouth. Sarah continued to suck and pump, milking every drop, before turning to me and the camera, opening her mouth to show his milky cum stringing between her teeth, some ran from her mouth onto her chest and naked breasts, she scooped it back into her mouth before tipping her head back and swallowing his glutinous load. She picked up her glass and took another sip. Turning back to Oleg she pulled the elasticated waist band of his trunks down and up over his wilting cock, gently patting it with her hand.” more of that later” she said to no one in particular, swinging around, putting her feet up onto the sun bed, leaning back and replacing her sunglasses as though this was the most normal happening

-to be continued