“Dad, dad!”
“What?” I said a bit distracted by the three hot girls playing pool outside the little corner shop my son and I was heading to.
My son grabbed my hand as we crossed the street and as soon as we hit the sidewalk he let go and ran up to the ice-cream box outside and pressed his face against the glass top.
I slowly walked past the girls playing pool and took in their tight pert asses and round teen-boobs. I know, I am a dog but after eighteen years of marriage I think I deserve to look at the eye candy and there was plenty on this holiday island my family and I had gone too.
My wife, Helen and my daughter, Emely, lay by the hotel pool but I didn’t like to fry myself like a slice of bacon so I had taken my son, Carl, across the street for an ice-cream.
“Which one should I get?” Carl asked.
I looked at the board trying to figure out what each ice-cream had in them. It was all in Spanish but I made out vanilla, and chocolate, but some of the others were lost on me.
“Can I help you?” said a soft sensual voice next to me.
When I turned to it and it belonged to one of the pool players. She had black curly hair, black eyes and a tan that was very deep. Her lips looked soft and lush and as she spoke again white teeth flashed. I didn’t hear what she said because my eyes lingered on her round boobs that were covered by a little fabric, which I guess you could call a bikini but showed of much more than it should.
“Yeah, dad, the one she says,” I heard Carl say.
I opened the box and at the same time met the young women’s gaze. As my son dug for his ice-cream she said, “Maybe you would want one too?”
“Nah, I’m alright, thanks.”
I gave Carl some money and he went inside to pay.
“I’m Esmeralda, maybe you want to hang out later?” she said when my son was gone.
I stared at her for a while to see if she was joking with me but saw no signs of laughter.
“Sorry, I got my wife and daughter at the pool.”
She gave me a wink and said, “Sure, but if you get bored, I’ll be here around eleven tonight.”
I didn’t have a chance to answer her because Carl came back out and dragged me away towards the hotel on the other side of the street, away from Esmeralda and her hot tight body and towards my wife’s not so sexy body, life sucked.
*****
For the rest of the day I couldn’t get Esmeralda out of my head and by the time the buffet dinner was served I had made up my mind.