The weather last summer had been terrible. So, I convinced Jack we needed some winter warmth. We chose Tenerife because of the predictable sunshine, although we have never been before, and we feared it would either be kiss-me-quick or full of old people.

We were very wrong.

We booked the luxury, smart and upmarket El Mirador Hotel. It was adults only, our preferred choice when traveling.

On our third day, we had dinner at the neighboring La Torre del Mirador, a large restaurant next door to the hotel that had live music and a dance floor.

We ate at a table on the balcony, overlooking the dance floor. Followers of our other stories will know I love dancing, and it turns me on, whereas Jack isn't keen. On dancing that is! Fortunately, the encourages the turning on.

It's always stimulating to watch others and before long our eyes were drawn to a particular couple.

'I bet I know who has caught your eye.' I prodded Jack's arm playfully.

'Well, I bet I can also tell who your eyes are on.' Jack smiled back.

On the dance floor, we had both noticed a young couple, younger than us, probably late thirties. Brown-skinned, slim, elegant, well dressed and excellent dancers the two of them. Their well-practiced moves were a thrill to watch as the man twirled his pretty wife round the floor.

We guessed they could have been Asian, perhaps Indian, their skin colour a light milk chocolate tan.

She was petite, slender and small-boned, dressed in a knee-length tight red dress that clung to her body and showed off her slim contours. He was only just taller, not a big man, immaculately dressed in a pale pink linen shirt and tight white trousers which showed off his perfect torso.

'I can sense you are getting the urge.' Jack smiled at me, grabbing my hand.

'Come on, I'll escort you down to the dance floor.' He winked.

Taking the half-finished bottle of wine from our table, we descended down to the lower level. I was so charged up with the music, I was itching to get dancing.

I had a plan and with a cheeky sideways glance at Jack undid the top two buttons of my dress to reveal my bare cleavage. Jack knew what that meant.

Leaving Jack to find a table I skipped onto the dance floor, discretely looking for the couple we had admired.

I inched my way towards them through the dancing crowd. Placing myself in a group nearby so I could watch but not be noticed.

Seeing them up close confirmed they were indeed an attractive and sexy pair. The woman had a pretty face with small, neat features, a near-perfect trim physique, slender arms and legs, a rounded ass and perfect little pert breasts that hardly moved under her tight red dress which rode tantalizingly above her knees as she danced. Around her neck, she wore a silver choker, and her slim fingers were adorned with silver rings.

The man, I assumed was her husband, had a tight bum, a well-defined but not overly pumped-up torso, smartly cut jet-black hair and a strong but warm expression. I tried to guess their professions. They looked well-groomed, clean, wealthy, sophisticated and professional. I found myself liking the look of both of them. I'm always a danger when I get into this frame of mind, as Jack would agree.

Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted Jack who had taken a table on the other side and close to the edge of the dance floor, from where he could watch me.

I thought I'd give him something to watch.

Accidentally and on purpose I squeezed myself alongside the couple, brushing my body into the man, pretending I had stumbled. Letting my arms get between them both, deliberately fumbling and letting my hands wander to their groin area as we gyrated. One hand brushed along the top of the girl's thigh, the other down to the man's trouser tops. I made it all seem like an innocent accident.

Then I grabbed the man's hand mouthing an apology and swung round to face him, the top of my dress provocatively open with my bare breasts just visible.

'I'm so sorry.' I blurted, rubbing his lightly muscled forearm.

He smiled back, our eyes met, he glanced momentarily at my breasts and then waved away my apology.

Among the crowd our dancing continued as a close threesome, his wife alongside me, unperturbed by my intrusion. Both of us facing the man. Close up she was rather gorgeous. So petite, fragile and slight, such a tight little body, with an elfin, small featured face and lips that pouted to the music.

We touched bodies as we danced together and I let my hands drop between them, casually touching their hips and sides. I was getting aroused and with an apologetic smile to both of them, I slowly moved away.

That evening was the first encounter of this holiday. It was not to be the last.

Breakfast was served in an elegant dining room with a larger area on the poolside terrace. Jack and I arrived early and were able to get an outside table. Before too long he leaned forwards over his poached eggs and whispered.

'Bet you haven't seen who's on the table two up from us.'

I think I knew but dared not stare.

It was the elegant young couple from the night before.

'So, they are staying here. Makes it interesting.' I purred naughtily.

'We'll both have to keep an eye open if only to keep things fun.'

A distracted Jack took a gulp of his coffee.

'Bit early on in the day to start feeling raunchy, darling.' He admonished.

We spent the day by the large pool. The area surrounding it was beautifully manicured, with large trees, immaculate lawns and flowering plants.

It was a heavenly, carefree and luxurious day, lazing in the warm sunshine as waiters brought a round of free cocktails.

Late afternoon the hotel residents started to leave, and the poolside emptied.

'I think I'll go take a nap till drinks time.' Said Jack.

'And I think I'll use the gym over there as most people have now gone. ' I answered.

I used the changing room to slip out of my bikini and into a T-shirt and cut off, loose-fitting jogging shorts. I looked at myself in the mirror and had to admit I looked pretty hot. The pants fitted my contours lightly allowing cool air to pass between my legs and pussy and sitting perfectly across my small ass.

The gym was located by the pool in an outside building, open on three sides with a view of the beach below and the sea beyond. Down on the esplanade, walkers and boarders ambled past, sometimes looking enviously and curiously at the luxury hotel complex and gardens above them.

Inside the gym was an oasis of calm and equipment, towels and floor mats. Bottles of cold water were stacked on a table.

As I came up to the open doorway I heard the soft grunts of someone exercising. I was hoping to have the place to myself, so I glanced in.

Lying on a floor mat, legs partly raised, arms by his side and dressed in a tight-fitting t-shirt and a rather skimpy pair of shorts was the young man we had seen the night before.

In his hands he held two weights and was bringing them up and together in the air above him, stretching his stomach muscles.

I kept back from view, watching, enjoying taking in the sight in front of me and beginning to feel a little aroused.

I was more than happy to watch. The man looked lovely in his short pants and tight-fitting top which showed off his fine physique. The pants hung loosely, allowing a gap between them and his upper leg. Noticeably, lying by the side of his thigh, an elongated bulge curved enticingly.

My pulse was rising, my loins feeling the sort of tension they should not. I was getting hot just watching.

I managed to move to the corner of the gym, overlooking the passers-by below me, leaning against a large Peloton treadmill which kept me from view. I pressed myself into the corner, out of sight as I watched the man go through his routine on the exercise mat.

His body stretching, his torso, muscly and becoming damp with sweat. The shorts stretching up his thigh, the bulge now unmistakable but not erect.

I let my fingers wander down to my loose-fitting jogging pants, into the front of the waistband, down to my crotch, resting on my pussy, stroking my pubic hair. Gently exploring.

With my free hand, I pulled the pants down under my knees, letting them drop to the floor. I stepped out of them allowing me to widen my legs and opened my aching pussy to my wandering fingers.

The man folded himself almost in two, then stretched out his body to full length, the shorts riding up his thigh until the bulge of his penis was almost visible.

Leaning against the Peleton, my legs spread wide, I let my fingers move in to part my now wet pussy lips, working hard as I watched. Gliding in and out of my very wet crack, just holding back from orgasm. I leaned back against the wall, pushed out my pelvis, widened my legs and unashamedly fingered my cunt. Looking down I could see the juices starting to coat my fingers as they pumped my oozing cunt, the creamy whiteness mingling with my trimmed pubic hairs.

The man spread one of his legs its entire length, folding back the other one, stretching so as to cause his shorts to rise up his thigh and making his lovely brown cock clearly visible to me.

My cunt juices were flowing down my thigh as I watched myself slip my wedding finger in alongside my middle finger. The sight of me and the man was electrifying and exciting. I was reaching orgasm. I did so silently, driving my fingers deep into myself, swiveling my pelvis to get the most out of the friction.

I sighed quietly, my orgasm sending a shiver through me.

I stood up, pulled on my pants and stepped out of the shadows. Slightly startled, the man rose to his feet, straightening back his shorts, tucking in his penis and looked embarrassed.

'Oops.' I smiled.

'We meet again in unusual ways.' I added, trying to sound natural.

He smiled back and put out his hand to shake mine.

'Ah, yes. Hello. I'm Jai.' He smiled warmly.

I took his hand, aware that my fingers must still be sticky with my cum. But he seemed not to notice. Or was too polite to comment.

'Charlotte.' I added.

We shook hands and I could sense his eyes fall to my pussy area which was quite obviously damp.

'I was just passing.' I almost blushed.

'On my way after a day of sun. You and your wife are good dancers. You must get lots of practice together.'

He grinned broadly.

'Tamai loves it and I do my best to take part. Exercise is more my thing, keeping fit. But I am always happy to please her when we are on holiday of course.'

I took a step back, and let my hands fall by my side. I was aware he was stealing glances at me in my tight-fitting top and loose shorts, my small tits straining against the cotton fabric.

'Well, we might see you both together again then. And it will be a pleasure to do so. Enjoy your keeping fit.' I turned to leave.

When I walked out of the gym, I absolutely knew his eyes were following me, gaze most likely glued to my little ass barely covered by the flimsy, loose-fitting shorts I was wearing, damp with my cum juice.

I did not see Jai for the next couple of days until one morning at breakfast.

Jack and I took a table on the outside terrace, and I looked around while the waiter poured coffee. Then I saw them and leaned in towards Jack to whisper.

'The couple we saw dancing. Don't look. They are sitting just along the way, the man facing me.'

Jack had his naughty expression on his face. His eyes twinkled.

'Description.' He ordered.

'Jai in loose-fitting lemon linen shirt, buttons undone to his chest. Dark blue shorts, loafers. Tamai in a pale blue and white chiffon dress, short enough to expose her silky brown thighs, silver ringed fingers, neat pump shoes.'

'Sounds cute. Hair up or down?' Jack twinkled.

'In a bun. With a silk bow. Very prim and proper.' I replied.

'My kind of girl.' Smiled Jack.

The couple got up to leave. Much to my annoyance, they turned to walk off the breakfast terrace in the opposite direction. Jack turned his head and barely caught a glimpse as they disappeared from sight.

That same evening, returning from our restaurant, we chose to take the back entrance to the hotel. Doing so meant walking through a small row of shops, climbing some stairs and entering through a residents-only security gate which led to the poolside gardens.

Across from the pool was the lively bar, crowded with noisy guests. A live band was playing. People got up to dance.

'How about we relax and listen from the gardens?' I smiled, a plan unfolding in my head.

I took Jack's hand, and we walked along the side of the pool, into the gardens opposite the bar. Under the canopy of a large palm tree, we found a double recliner to settle on.

In the half-dark, nobody was likely to see us. The pool was beautifully lit and the lights from the elegant bar opposite shimmered on the surface water.

I closed my eyes, and let my hands move the fabric from my light summer dress up over my knees. Jack gazed down at me.

'You are so cute and naughty. I love it.'

'Do you? Well, then we must take advantage of every moment.' I widened my knees to open up my legs so Jack could get a glimpse of my pussy, and its neatly trimmed pubic hair.

I started untying his linen trousers and slipped down the front zip. He was commando, his warm penis uncurled in my fingers.

'Time for some relaxation then.' I whispered.

He started to stiffen. My fingers wrapped themselves around the swelling, moving very slowly.

I too had gone commando. No knickers, allowing the warm evening air to breeze over my pussy. With my other hand, I pulled my dress higher over my hips and moved my fingers to open up and stroke my damp lips. Feeling the moisture rising as I slipped the dress over my head.

Suddenly, to my left, I caught the faintest of movements, a rush of leaves, a break in the dappled light.

I withdrew both my hands.

'What's up.' Pleaded Jack, his cock in the air.

I put a sticky finger to my lips and pointed towards the low hedging to the side of us, to the cluster of trees barely a few feet away. To another double recliner onto which had been placed a padded mattress.

We rolled over and peered into the half-light, the twinkling of the bar lights opposite illuminating the scene in front of us.

Jai and Tamai were sitting face to face.

His hands unbuttoning the front of her sarong-style silky dress. Her hands in his lap, fingers massaging the bulge of his cock through the linen trouser material and tugging at his zipper.

Tamai was not wearing a bra. Her pert round breasts slipped out from the top of her dress as the buttons were unfastened down to her flat, tanned belly. Her soft light brown flesh highlighted by the dim light of the bar. Jai licked her neck, past the thin silver and jeweled choker, down to the top of her breasts and flicked his tongue across her erect dark brown nipples.

Tamai had both her hands in his lap and was rubbing his growing cock to a stiff erection, the bulge rising tantalisingly high and stretching against his trousers.

Pulling Jai's cock out and letting it rise in front of her, she leaned forwards, a thin beaded silver necklace dangling over his erect prick, the nipples of her pert little tits brushing his brown belly. His cock was bigger than I expected. Rising tall from his pubic hairs, a light brown, smooth and very straight.

Opening her small mouth, her red lips glistening, she took his shaft on top of her tongue and then let it slip deep into her throat. His black pubic hairs resting on her face as he pushed himself into her wet open mouth, dripping with saliva.

Her head bobbed up and down, the necklace swinging over his cock and balls, his shaft pumping into the small red opening, slipping on her saliva.

She almost gagged and pulled back to sit up straight, wiping away the mixture of saliva and cum dribbling down her chin.

Jai, his erect penis wet and glistening, continued unbuttoning Tamai's dress until he reached the last button resting on her bare thigh which he undid, letting the dress slide to one side of her slim body.

Tamai's pink pussy with its neatly trimmed black pubic hair came into sight. The pink edges glistening as Jai opened the folds with his fingers and slid his index finger in deep.

Pushing his trousers down to his knees, she pulled on his stiff dark prick and ran a finger over its shiny tip. Her slim fingers started rubbing up and down the bone-hard shaft as Jai groaned with pleasure.

Jai pulled away the dress from around her revealing a perfect image of beauty and proportion. Her coffee-coloured flesh glinted in the pale light, dark erect nipples stood out to the touch of his tongue, her legs open wide revealing her pink pussy lips, a contrast against the neat bush of dark pubic hair. Her silver choker and necklace sparkling in the light.

Jai let his trousers drop to the ground and peeled off his linen shirt revealing a slim, dark, muscly torso. They were both naked now, smooth light brown skin on skin. A perfect picture of eroticism. Images of the Kama Sutra came to my mind.

He turned his wife on her side, facing us but not seeing us.

She raised her slender legs and opened them wide as he entered her from behind, slipping his hard prick into the creamy juices of her little pink cunt. They fucked quietly, gently, in rhythm. The soft sound of cock in wet pussy.

Next to me, Jack was still hard. I tore off his trousers, took his erection and licking my fingers ran them down the throbbing shaft, slowly so as not to make him cum too quickly. Jack found my pussy with his fingers and let himself feel along the crack as the juices flowed from my swollen lips.

We masturbated together, aroused by the sight in front of us and holding ourselves in control. We were the perfect pair of voyeurs with the perfect scene in front of us.

Propped up on his elbows, Jai's naked and muscly body was now lying on top of Tamai's slim brown torso. He placed himself between her long legs spread wide.

I watched as she bent her legs upwards and opened her thighs to let him enter her cunt. His rock-hard brown cock pushing in deeply and easily, lubricated by her juices.

Jack and I were silent in rapture, Watching.

After a few strokes, Jai lifted Tamai towards the low wall in front of them, overlooking the poolside and the busy bar beyond. He placed her facing the bar, her hands on the wall. His stiff and glistening prick stood proud, suggesting he wasn't done yet.

He gently braced her body forwards, leaning onto the wall, her legs out straight behind her and opened wide apart, her pert pussy and neat rounded ass in the air. She gazed ahead, straight into the distant dancers at the hotel bar.

We both moved slightly to see better. As we did so, Jai noticed us. He glanced over, saw me and gave a gentle, small smile as he thrust himself from behind into Tamai's wet cunt and with his hands on her slender hips rocked her gently as she braced herself against the wall.

He waved a hand for us to continue so I grabbed Jack's cock, parted my naked legs and eased him into my oozing pussy, moving to my left to be clearly in the couple's line of sight.

Jai took Tamai's head in his hand and gently turned her face towards us so she could see Jack and I fucking.

Now we were all voyeurs together.

Her brow was glistening, and her body shook with Jai's thrusts. The mingling juices from his prick and her cunt were noticeable as they trickled from her tight little pink pussy, coating her light brown thighs.

The four of us fucked. Our groans and grunts drowned by the music from the bar opposite. Hidden in the shadows, watching each other.

Jack pumped into me as we watched Tamai and Jai.

We were almost in rhythm. Jack's thrusts into me matching Jai.

Tamai turned back from the wall and placed her pert brown bottom onto its ledge. With a hand on Jai's long stiff cock she slid it into the crack of her open cunt so he could push in from the front, his sticky semen mixing with the glinting pussy juices from her little pink gash. Her slim brown stomach muscles tensed as the tip of his prick entered her and pushed in to stretch and fill her pink slit.

I mirrored the move and turned to face Jack, one leg up on the recliner so as to open up wider the crack of my dripping pussy. Jack slid his hard cock into me with a single thrust, the warmth sending shivers down my spine.

The four of us gazed at one another, lost in mutual fucking. Admiring each other's naked bodies, oblivious to the lights and noise from the bar opposite.

Jai beckoned us over and we moved to be alongside them. I sat on the edge of the wall next to Jamai and leaned forward to grab Jai's slender cock and pulled it from her cunt and into my hands. It felt hot, sticky and hard and I moved my fingers down its swollen shaft before sliding it back into his wife's little pink pussy, brushing the tip of it across her pubic hairs as I did so.

Watching her being fucked, I let my fingers caress her trim pubic hair, wet with Jai's warm cum and moved my hand up to stroke her firm bronzed stomach, spreading the sticky cum on my fingers over her tight belly.

I watched Tamai's slender brown fingers with its silver rings slide down to Jack's cock before she carefully pushed it into my wet vagina. She let her forefinger follow Jack's prick and linger on my swollen pussy and then slid it into me. She fingered me alongside Jack's hard erection, pushing in her sticky finger, at the same time massaging Jack's balls. The little minx was enjoying herself.

We fucked alongside each other. I looked over at Tamai's glistening face, her eyes closed in ecstasy. I let myself go and leaned in to lick her small, tender mouth. Her long pink tongue shot out and she pushed it through my half-open lips and into my mouth, exchanging saliva. Her elfin face was pressed into mine, her mouth open, saliva dribbling down her cheek.

She licked my face, spreading her saliva over me, lost in passion. Her middle finger still in my cunt. We kissed with open mouths, our tongues flicking. All the while being fucked by our husbands.

The men thrust into us, their cocks glistening with our pussy juices as they watched our two naked bodies arch into one another. Tamai's little firm boobs brushed against me. She took her hand from my pussy, sticky with my juices and Jack's cum and fondled my tits, rubbing her erect nipples against my bare breasts.

We all came as one. The orgasms all together. Any sound we made was muffled by the music across the water.

Tamai was first into her sarong and she looked over at me. Dishevelled, spent, sticky and hot. Her thin body was soaked with perspiration and cum.

'Maybe next time we could meet in the gym.' She grinned.

'There's an idea.' Nodded Jai, his erection still surprisingly erect.

Jack looked puzzled as he folded away his glistening prick and pulled on his trousers.

By the time I had cleaned myself up from the spilled semen, they were gone. Disappeared into the shadows.

Later that evening, on our hotel room balcony with a glass of wine and with the poolside experience still fresh in our minds, I shared my gym encounter with Jack.

We've relived this experience many times since. Some of the best sex we've enjoyed between us has involved reliving the encounter with Jai and Tamai who we would love to meet again somewhere, sometime.