Overlooking a beautiful Austrian lake, from the cutest little bistro, my wifey and I enjoyed a late lunch. Just like our plates, the expensive bottle of red was emptying quickly.

Needless to say, we were a little buzzed already, living the good life. Well deserved after a long hike through the mountains.

"So, where next, honey?" I said, leaning back in the chair, knowing damn well she did not like me calling her that with people around.

She gave me that look I knew way too well. "I think I need to lie down; walking all day is for the young."

"I guess," I said more to myself, while I took another sip of the wine, smiling at her, but her attention had shifted. Following her gaze, I spotted what had taken her away from me.

A pretty little thing, I guessed, twenty-two, maybe younger, standing under the tree close to the water.

Wearing a ribbed cream top showing a little belly and a sexy short skirt, not too short, just enough to make one look twice. She looked cute but sexy at the same time, an unbeatable combination if you ask me.

"Enjoying the view, Hun?" I asked, getting my girl's attention back.

"Mm-hmm," she smiled, knowing damn well I had caught her, not that she would not have looked anyway.

She's perfect," she said, licking her lips. "Look at those legs."

"Are you looking to replace me?" I joked as I watched her take a sip of wine to hide her sheepish smile.

Following her gaze. The girl stretched her arms above her head. Her skirt rode up an inch.

"Just young," I said, knowing this would not be the end of it now.

She traced the rim of her wineglass. "Look at that bag. That's not a knockoff."

I squinted at the girl. "You know handbags now?"

"Daddy's credit card?" she said, almost a little too loud.

"Or her sugar daddy," I fired back, winking at her.

The girl was now studying the screen of her phone. Her face was easy to read; she was annoyed. At something or someone, who knew.

"She's waiting for someone," I said.

"Or posing for us. She is good at this." At that point, our heads were almost connected at the cheeks, watching her.

"No hiking boots. No backpack. Just that tiny bag. Maybe she is from here.”

I watched the girl push a strand of hair behind her ear. Her face was bare, almost. A little gloss on her lips, no foundation, no heavy eyeliner. Just stupidly perfect skin and hair.

“She doesn’t need makeup,” I said.

“No. And she knows it works."

“It does on us, I guess.”

The girl turned slowly, scanning the path along the lake, and it felt like she gave us a quick look. I held my breath for a second, then looked away.

My better half laughed without holding back, not even a little. “You made her nervous.”

The girl stretched again, her top lifted, showing more of her sweet belly. Smooth skin. No tan lines.

“She’s been inside a lot,” I said.

“Or she’s careful with sunscreen.”

“No, she just got here. Flew in. She comes from a rich family but doesn’t know what she wants in life.” I started our little game.

My girl nodded. “Yeah, she is waiting for her boyfriend, almost an arranged thing between their dads. But now she ran into us.”

She licked her lips before running a hand through her short blonde hair.

I knew exactly what she was thinking, and I can’t say it was only because of the wine. She was eager to play, and so was I.

“Mmm, ok. First, let’s call her something else,” I said, swirling the wine in my glass. “She needs a name.”

She grinned, her eyes still on the girl. “Umm. How about, Rose?”

“Nah. She’s more of a Lily.”

“Lily,” she repeated, testing it. “I like it.”

I watched Lily check her phone again, frown, and stuff it into that tiny designer bag.

“She’s pissed,” I said. “Someone is not getting laid tonight.”

“Good,” my girl leaned back, stretching her arms above her head. A move I knew well.

“Look at those boobs, I bet her nipples get super hard,” she steered the conversation's direction.

I nodded, thinking about how we would both suck on them at the same time.

“How would you do it?” she asked, voice low.

“Do what?”

“Seduce her. Right now!”

“For me or both of us?” I shot back, my head burning red hot.

“Would you share?” she asked, leaning in for a kiss. An offer I took immediately. The kiss quickly turned into a serious, almost fiery kiss. “Always!”

As soon as we parted again, we looked at each other, knowing we thought the same exact thing. Had she seen us two old dykes kiss?

I looked back at Lily. She was staring at the water now, arms crossed.

“We both know you would have the best shot,” I said, sticking my tongue out at her.

She didn’t deny it, just smiled, and reached for her phone, lining up for a sneaky picture of Lily. “Hey,” I halfheartedly tried to make her stop taking pictures.

“You think so?” She said, shooting one more.

“I know so. Look at you, you are the flipper here.”

My girl set her phone down. "Ok, then."

"I would start with a compliment. Something simple."

I leaned closer. "Like what?"

"Her bag."

"Of course, you open with the bag. Then what?"

She smiled. "Then I ask about her evening. Is she waiting for someone? Does she have plans?"

I took a sip of wine, amused by our little back-and-forth. "So you give her attention."

"I give her my full attention. I look her in the eye. I smile."

"What about me?"

She turned to me, her eyes glowing blue. "You stay here."

"I watch you work."

"Exactly. You are the sexy woman at the table who keeps glancing over."

I was starting to get really turned on by her words. "And you're the one she talks to."

"Mmh. I ask her name. She tells me it's not Lily."

We both laughed low, the attention almost shifted away from what we were doing.

"But for real," I said, still intrigued by the little play. "How do you get her to our table?"

She leaned forward, elbows on the table. "I tell her we noticed her from across the patio. I tell her she looks like she could use some company."

“Sounds like a creepy old couple looking for prey,” I whispered.

“Looks like that’s what we are now, chief,” she said, leaning back in her chair.

We watched Lily walking in circles along the water, holding her phone in her palm like a seashell. Speaker mode. That annoying habit of people her age.

My girl snorted. “She wants everyone to hear how important this call is.”

“Or how annoyed she is.”

Setting her glass down. Her eyes tracked Lily like a hawk. “So. After we seduce her. How do you want her?”

I let the question hang. Looks like we are going there, I thought.

“How do I want her?” I repeated, buying time.

She nodded, her hand reaching my knee, giving me goosebumps.

I looked back at Lily. She was further away now, still on the phone.

"Has she been with a woman before?" I asked.

"Definitely not," she said.

"Good."

We both laughed. Low and knowing.

"She would be nervous," I said. "Trembling a little."

"Exactly. You'd need to calm her down first."

"With my lips."

She squeezed my knee. "With your mouth."

At this point, I could not take it any longer, so I swiftly got up and towered over my girlfriend.

She looked up at me, almost giggling. "What are you doing?"

I didn't answer, just parked my ass on her lap.

Her right hand found my waist immediately. "Well, hello there."

Looking into her eyes, failing to keep a straight face, I continued.

"I bring her hand to my lips,” I said, my girl's hand approaching my face. I continue mimicking my words on her hand, “Kiss her knuckles one by one."

"You'd make her melt." She hushed, looking flushed and a little surprised, even.

She would bite her lower lip. "Then I lean in and ask if she had ever done this before."

"She says no."

"And I tell her it's okay. That we'll take care of her."

“Mm-hmm,” I kept talking. “Then, I take both our hands on a tour down her body.”

“Oh, really, I’m in, just like that?”

“Just like that,” I said, amused, sensing she needed more.

"Her skin would be so soft," I whispered.

"Imagine her gasp when our hands slide up her thighs," I continued. "She would freeze."

My girl nodded, licking her lips, turning me on even more.

"Then she relaxes a little."

We both watched Lily in the distance, still by the water, not having the slightest idea of our dirty fantasy; she was playing the main character in.

"Her skirt would ride up," I said. "Just a little."

My girl's hand on my waist tightened. "I like that.”

"Then our hands go higher," I said, "Underneath, along the inside of her soft thighs."

"Can you believe it? Lily's not wearing panties."

My girl grinned at me, "Of course she isn’t.”

"She's all bald down there, honey!"

Her fingers dug into my shoulders. Pulling me even closer. We kissed hard, her tongue licking my closed lips, as I tried to keep it civil.

Better stop it here, I thought after the kiss broke and we smiled at each other.

We cuddled a little awkwardly right there out in the open until I saw Lily’s boyfriend arriving. Making her almost jump into his arms.

“Look! Look, there he is,” I said, way too excited, sounding. “He is just as cute.”

My girlfriend just rolled her eyes, ending our little game for good.