We slept until almost ten thirty; even the sun beating through the patio doors didn’t disturb us.
After showering, we dressed a little bit more conservedly then headed for the nearest restaurant serving a full English breakfast.
After breakfast we boarded one of the many mini buses and headed into town. By four o clock we were laden down with bags of clothes, shoes, drinks and some tasty snacks. Back at our hotel we stripped off and lay down on our secluded balcony to catch the late afternoon sun. We both dozed off only to be awakened by a loud knocking on our room door. “Be a pal and see who it is,” said shilla. I grabbed my dressing gown and hurriedly dressed as I headed for the door. It was one of the waiters from the restaurant we had been to for breakfast. In his hand was Shillas mobile phone. “You left that this morning,” he said. “Oh thanks, would you like a beer?” “Yes please,” he replied. “Come on in then,” I said, pointing to the settee for him to sit down on. As I went over to the fridge for a beer, Shilla walked into the room stark naked. I don’t know who got the biggest shock, but Shilla just burst into a fit of her uncontrollable laughter. She didn’t attempt to cover herself up, just sat down and started chatting. I explained why he was here and that he had returned her mobile phone. Shilla got up, went over to where he was sitting and planted a big kiss on his forehead, “thanks,” she said, her large tits bouncing in his face. I could see the bulge that was growing in his pants and winked at shilla while nodding my head in the direction of my attention. Shilla gasped and bending down stroked his manhood saying, “my, my, what a big boy.” Before he knew what was happening, Shilla pulled down the zip on his trousers and pulled out his enormous cock.