For the rest of the afternoon, Michael found it hard to concentrate on his lecture preparation. Neither did he allow himself any planning for the sexual adventure that awaited him. He had never been in a threesome. So he hoped that he would not have to take the lead in initiating the action. When he went down for an early dinner, he saw neither Lisa nor Rita. Gerd said hello and tried to invite him for a post-dinner drink...

On the fifth day since arriving, Michael put in some work on his lectures. It was raining and after twenty laps in the municipal swimming centre, he cut his morning run short and returned to the hotel. He met Rita in the entrance hall. They had a brief, friendly chat, with neither mentioning the night they had spent nor Lisa’s threesome proposal. While Rita flirtatiously smiled and seemed to encourage him, Michael was ret...

The next evening, Michael had an early dinner. On his way past the reception to the lift, he made sure that Lisa saw his greeting nod. She responded with a smile and a quick look at her wristwatch. Not expecting her arrival before ten, Michael had a leisurely shower. Then, in his dressing gown, he sat down at the desk and opened his iPad Air to check his mail and to go over some of his prepared lectures for Innsbruck. How...

Michael arrived in Austria three weeks before the beginning of his guest-lecturer ship at Innsbruck University. He decided to pay a brief visit to the small town he had grown up in, and which he had left twenty-six years ago. He was nineteen then. He thought he would be away for a two-year working holiday in Australia. But then his mother died; she had been in poor health. Michael stayed in Australia. He studied, gained a...

Stepping off the train in Erding, Mark recognised her immediately. Hanna had aged well. Her figure, in body-hugging jeans and a summery top, was more womanly now but still as nicely proportioned as the youthfully slender Hanna of twenty-five years ago. From the distance, her now shorter-cut hair looked lighter than he remembered. Approaching each other, just slightly hesitating in their final steps, Mark realised there wa...

On returning to their rooms, Linda could not wait to unpack her present. When she held the shiny iPad finally in her hand, she stroked caressingly over its surface and said, “I can hardly imagine what I’m going to look like, in the photos you took, on such a screen.” Stefan reached for his phone. Turning away from Linda for a moment, he quickly clicked through the photos he had taken and settled on one. Taking the iPad fr...

To avoid the chance of Linda meeting any locals, Stefan had booked into one of Stuttgart’s international four-star hotels. On arriving at ten in the morning at the Pulman Fontana, the suite on the fourth floor met all expectations. As Linda had promised to come before Lunch, Stefan reserved a table in one of the hotel’s restaurants. Then he waited. The arranging of their clandestine meeting had gone smoothly. Stefan had l...

For Stefan, now alone in his bed, sleep would not come. The past twelve hours, always in Linda’s presence, had left him in body and mind more and more aroused. All his senses centred now on Linda, on the sexy sound of her voice, her smell, the taste of her left in his mouth, and the feel of her thighs and breasts and pussy in every nerve of his hands. And Stefan’s cock had remained painfully alive. He was sorely tempted t...

Stefan’s weekend visit at Linda's and Rudolf's was full of surprise. On Saturday, he invited them for dinner in one of their provincial town’s better restaurants. Linda was in high spirits. She was delighted to see Stefan again and to reminisce about their shared past. But more than this, with only an occasional side-glance at Rudolf, Linda’s flirting with Stefan throughout the evening was openly deliberate. While it surp...

On his way down for dinner, Ben met Gerd in the entrance hall. Gerd, in an overcoat and car keys in his hand, was going out. Although he seemed in a grim mood, he stopped to exchange a few sentences with Ben, shook his hand, wished him Good Luck, and bade him Goodbye. Christine was watching them from behind the glass. Once Gerd had gone, she gave Ben a wave to come into the office. Christine had obviously been angry. She...

At breakfast on Friday morning, Erika paid Ben the usual close attention. Was it because it was his last day? Ben was not in a playful mood and kept his hands on the table. Erika, remaining unmolested, eventually just told him quietly that she would have the whole afternoon off. If it suited, she could come soon after lunch. Ben spent the morning with a last stroll through the town and a visit to the bank. On returning to...

On Thursday morning, Ben and Christine were woken by the alarm set on Christine’s phone. When Ben turned to Christine to embrace her, she laughed and struggled free. She apologised, “I’m sorry, Ben. I should have reset my getting-up time for an hour earlier. I would have loved an hour of great morning sex before getting up for work. I often wish for it. I’m always randy in the morning! And now I’m missing such a great opp...

Most of the next day, Ben spent with his father and Helen. On returning to the hotel, he dropped in at the reception. Christine welcomed him with an espresso. When they settled down with the desk between them, Christine gave him a conspiratorial smile. Pointing at the glass wall between the office and foyer, she said with a put-on pout and shrug of her shoulder: “Pity, we are so on view. This desk would be perfect for me...

They returned to the hotel sometime after lunch. Ben and Erika exchanged greetings and a few words before she left to go home. Christine prepared something to eat, and the three, Gerd, Ben and Christine, settled down in the empty dining room for their belated lunch. Their talk was about the new resort and its opening for the coming winter season. Gerd regretted that their café-bar would not be ready until next year. Chris...

Ben did not have long to wait for an answer. It arrived shortly before dinner. To his relief, Christine did not appear to be too upset about his betrayal. Her text read: To Ben: - “E. could not stop talking about the wild sex she had this afternoon. She wanted to make me envious. She did!! She also told me about the extra photos you have of us. Please, transfer all of them to our Pad. Telling E. about our secret was naugh...