Evening dinner had been pleasant with good food and wine, and I was going to take a walk around the grounds before making my way to bed.
I could hear the sea waves breaking down on the beach and breathed in the wonderful sea air.
There was a party in full swing. By the look of it a girls get together to celebrate a twenty first birthday. There were lots of pink party balloons emblazoned with the number twenty-one tied to patio tables and chairs with white ribbons, and young women on the patio in heels and party dresses getting gradually louder and more raucous as the champagne flowed.
I grinned. Pretty girls too! Lots of shining blonde, brunette or auburn hair, tied up, or let down, pretty smiles, hourglass figures, lots of touching, laughing and teasing, lots of cleavage and bare legs and glimpses of lingerie straps here and there.
Hmm! Something inside stirred. I’d better take a walk; too much excitement for a business man travelling alone.
I could hear the chatter and laughter from the party as I walked across the lawn, down to a wooded area where a path led through the undergrowth and came out on a cliff edge with a great view of the sea. I’d sit there for a while as the sun set and perhaps have a crafty cigarette. I’d given up (again), but hey, I was on a business trip. Who was to know?
After walking the path through the wood I came out at a clearing where a dusty cliff path ran in front of me. Beyond this there were some heavy rocks and I sat on one of these and looked out at the gorgeous sea view beneath.
I took a cigarette and cupped my hand around my lighter as I lit it and drew in deeply. Music now drifted down from the party, some gritty swamp rock and roll, perfect for a hot summer’s night. All seemed right with the world, and things were about to get better.
There must have been another path a hundred yards or so along the way, as I could hear female voices laughing and giggling, getting closer. I sunk down a little behind my rock so as not to be immediately evident and whistled inwardly as one gorgeous blonde girl came out from the wood. She was clutching a bottle of champagne in one hand, and leading another gorgeous looking girl with the other.
The first girl had strawberry blonde hair flowing over her bare shoulders. She took a swig from her champagne bottle as she led her friend into the clearing and giggled with pleasure. Her little pink party dress clung to her curves tightly to show off her wonderful hourglass figure and plump heavy breasts, pushed up in her strapless number. Her legs shone in glossy stockings, and she tottered on high black heels. She spun around to face her companion.
Her friend looked a little younger. She had platinum blonde hair with pink highlights, cut short in a bob. She had bare feet and legs, and a little flared mini skirt which only just covered the cheeks of her bottom. I guessed she’d hitched it up as they’d run through the wood, and she was displaying the most wonderful amount of golden firm flesh. She had a little white vest top, with a plunging neckline, almost see through so I could see she had no bra beneath and her nipples were pert and erect.
Oh fuck, yes! My cock was as hard as the rocks I was hiding behind as the girls made their way towards me. I stubbed out my cigarette and threw it aside so the rising smoke would not give me away.