James & Julia at Rio de Oro

It had been about nine months since their first trip to Holguin province and the wonderful Paradisus Rio de Oro, when Julia and James found them selves stepping off the Conquest tours bus one more time. The hotel looked spectacular and Julia and James had heard that two specialty restaurants had been added and that a new, larger nightclub had been completed. The nightclub was now reputed to have the best Cuban bands in the province.

When they checked in, Julia and James discovered that their new room was in the building right across from where they had stayed last time, but was on the upper level. Their warp-around balcony actually had a restricted view of the sea, looking over toward the area where the two private villas were located.

"Wow," exclaimed James "I had almost forgotten just how beautiful this place is!" "It does keep just getting better, doesn't it" Julia replied. I can't wait to see the beaches again."

"And I can't wait to see you on the beach in that new black thong" James grinned. James and Julia were fifty and forty-nine respectively and have been married for twenty-seven years.

In the last few years they had made frequent one-week excursions to Cuba to relax, recharge and to enjoy private time together. With each trip, their "private time" was becoming more exciting and adventuresome!

After lunch the couple made their way to the Los Caleticas beaches, selecting the second beach to lay out their beach mats and sundry equipment; books, lotion, snorkels & masks, water bottles. For an hour or so they had the beach to themselves and Julia enjoyed the opportunity to bare her breasts to the sun, without German men walking back and forth admiring her pert little nipples and full pussy lips that the thong did a poor job concealing.

From time to time another couple or two would walk past on the edge of the beach as they made their way from beach one to beach three. Sometimes in search of a coral free pathway to swimming...sometimes just to explore. While the men would cast admiring glances towards her, none made Julia feel on display, at least not more on display than she loved to be!

There were no children on the beach, and no Cubans. School must be back in Julia thought as she lay on her back reading an erotic fantasy in the latest Black Lace novelette that James had picked up. Appropriately, it was about a couple on a beach vacation. A couple that had very little in the way of inhibitions. Two lovers that sought adventure every day they were on holidays! With the explicit nature of her reading material, her bare breasts and the couples passing by, Julia was starting to get mildly aroused and could feel some dampness growing in her loins, a dampness that she was enjoying as she basked in the warmth of the tropical sun.

While James was off snorkelling with his new equipment, a couple in their mid-to-late thirties made their way down the steep steps to the beach and set up their blanket about twenty feet or so away from Julia. They likely would not have set up so close to Julia, except that the sun was retreating from the beach and only a pocket about one-third the size of the beach was in sunlight.

Even though she was alone and top-free, Julia didn't mind the proximity. The couple seemed friendly, waving hello to her, and they both were attractive and, seemingly, comfortable to be around. When the woman shed her top revealing full, well-tanned breasts, Julia was certain that this couple would be fine to share the beach with (and that James would have no objections).

A half an hour or so passed after their arrival when James returned from snorkelling. He lay beside Julia dripping wet and teasing her with the drops that feel from his skin. Flicking droplets on her warm skin and running his hands over her body James played with her, touching her somewhat provocatively. It wasn't until he lay on his back to catch the rays of the sun that he noticed the couple that had joined them on their "private beach."

The gentleman was shorter and slimmer than James, but seemed to be fit and tightly muscled without any bulk. He was deeply tanned and had short dark hair. He was probably about 5'8 and 155. His partner (wife?) was somewhat less tanned and had chestnut hair. She wore a leopard-print thong that, as in the case of his own wife, left little to the imagination. She had full breasts and large dark nipples, nipples the size and shape of the eraser on the end of a wooden pencil. While trim and fit looking, she was by no means slim. Her legs were long and muscled, but she had a full bottom, round hips and a ripped tummy. She may have been an aerobics instructor at one time, or a belly dancer (James mused to himself).

Julia noticed James glancing in the direction of the other couple and leaned into him, breathing in his ear "So, what do you think, is she hot?" She is very attractive baby, but she couldn't get me nearly as hot as you do in that thong. Your nipples are soooooooo hard and your pussy lips are protruding nicely through that thong. You really should have a gusset" James replied, "but none of the men on the beach will object" he suggested a little wickedly.

What about him? He seems your type, not too pumped, but muscular and based on the bulge in his Speedo, I'd say he is well hung. "You are bad" is all Julia would say as she pinched James's waist and then ran into the water.

James followed Julia to the water and they played for a while, with her sitting in his lap and kissing him as she rocked back and forth on his hardness beneath the surface. When he was sure the other couple was not looking, James gently squeezed her breasts and roll her nipples between his thumb and index finger. "You better stop mister or we may have an international incident. I'll do you right here if you are not careful."

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm," James considered as he released her from his hold, "I may want to take my chances, but perhaps not on our first day."

Once the bulge in James' trunks had diminished, they made their way back to their blanket and books to luxuriate in the sun. Some time passed and lotion was applied and reapplied when they noticed the younger couple approaching them.

Hola! Espaniol, Francais, Deuthce, English? She asked with a smile.

"English or French" James replied. But English is our first language. That's good laughed the woman, because our German is bad. We are Carlos and Maria Santiago from Spain. We've been here for almost a week, but have just discovered these lovely little beaches. Did you just arrive?"

"Yes, just today. But we were here for a week last year. It's a wonderful resort and these beaches are a special, treat. I'm James Lassiter and this is my wife Julia. We're Canadian, from Vancouver."

James was trying admirably to carry on a conversation without being too obvious that he was checking out Maria who, in her wet bikini bottom, was showing all the contours that one would expect in a mature woman. Carlos for his part, and demonstrating his Mediterranean heritage, was making no pretence, eyeing Julia up and down with appreciative eyes.

Julia was smiling at the couple and felt comfortable in her limited state of dress. She did feel Carlos' eyes upon her, but with her husband beside her and with his wife's body equally displayed, Julia was completely relaxed (well maybe not relaxed - her pussy was still damp from the play time with James, and she could feel her nipples harden as they exchanged pleasantries with this couple).

"James" Maria asked, "We noticed you snorkelling for quite some time, are there nice fish to see?"

"Absolutely, I saw some Tangs, and Zebra fish and a few other colourful varieties that I've never seen before. But you have to know where to look. One of the Cubans pointed out a spot to me last year, and it is still good. I could take you and Carlos out sometime if you like. It's an easy swim. The fish are under a shelf of coral only about three feet below the surface."

"I know I'd like that, but Carlos doesn't like to snorkel. Maybe he could keep Julia company while we swim." Maria almost whispered this, with a sultry tone that surprised James.

Although somewhat reluctant to leave Julia with this dark eyed Spanish man, James felt a draw to the water and to the opportunity to show the pool of fish that he had discovered. After all, Julia was a capable woman who could handle any unwanted advances or suggestive talk if she were required to.

Maria and James waded into the water and started their fifty-yard swim to the coral. Maria followed James and wondered how old this couple was. Julia looked very youthful, perhaps only a little older than she and Carlos. James, however, was a question mark. He was very grey, but was in great shape and, from his swimming ability, appeared athletic.

Back on the beach, Carlos was busy chatting Julia up as he continued to admire her body. Explaining that she had had enough sun for her first day. Julia put on a little white Ottawa Senators tee shirt. It was a very tiny one with capped sleeves, but with enough material to inhibit Carlos' view of her hardening nipples.

While they spoke, Julia determined that Carlos and Maria were thirty-six and thirty-four, had two little girls, and lived in the Spanish countryside where they managed a vineyard that had been in Carlos' family for generation upon generation. Julia also found out that the couple was staying in one of the two, gated villas on the hotel's property. While Julia had read advertising material about the villas, she politely questioned Carlos about the private pool and spa, the butler service and the meal service that the private villas offered.

Although he evidently was relatively wealthy, Carlos enjoyed telling her about the pampering they were receiving, including the in-room massage service provided by two lovely young Cuban women and the ability to book any restaurant any night they wished.

Julia sighed that those would be two nice features to have, especially tonight. "We arrived too late to make a reservation for dinner, and would be relegated to the buffet restaurant without you gracious invitation."

"Why don't you join us at the Japanese restaurant tonight. It would be my pleasure to arrange it. We have been looking for some company and you and James seem to be very nice. That is, if you wouldn't mind company."

"Oh, that would be lovely. I'll check with James, but I've read so much about the Japanese restaurant I'm sure he would love to take up you generous invitation. But would they have room, I hear it is very popular?"

"We have a small room in the Japanese style reserved for our dinner, and I know that adding two would be no problem. Our butler will make arrangements."

The snorkelers were being treated to a nice display of fish. With the sun somewhat lower in the sky now, more fish were coming out from under the shelf and darting from plant to plant in search of food. James found it amusing snorkelling with Maria. Although he and Julia snorkelled frequently, Julia always wore a bikini top. Maria, however, had not taken time to put her top on and her breasts swayed and floated as she swam with him.

When they returned to the beach, Maria could hardly contain herself telling Carlos about the beautiful fish and the bright coral. When she took a breath, Carlos mentioned that he had invited Julia and James for dinner, asking James if that would be alright. James was thrilled, he enjoyed the Japanese restaurant they went to on their last Cuban stay, at the Breezes Costa Verde, and was looking forward to trying the new Rio de Oro Japanese cuisine. As well, the thought of spending an evening with the attractive younger couple was not unappealing. James couldn't help but notice Maria's excitement at the prospect of having dinner with them. Evidently she too had been craving some companionship.

That evening, there was a rap at their door at 7:45, and the Santiago's butler was there tom pick them up for dinner. Outside, Carlos and Maria waited in a plush golf cart with three rows of passengers seat. They both looked beautiful, and so Mediterranean, with Carlos dressed in white shirt and pants, Maria dressed in a tight white, strapless dress. It was good thing that they had a ride, because the heels the Maria wore were impossibly high.

Julia looked stunning, as Carlos was quick to point out. She wore a tight black racer-back dress, no bra, a black thong and very high heels as well. She had all of her diamonds on and her Gucci watch, making her look every bit as much the spouse of old money as did Maria. James, predictably wore chinos and his Chaps Ralph Lauren flowered shirt.

At the restaurant the Maitre d' waited with menus at the ready. He escorted them to their room where the chef waited at his griddle.

The four diners agreed to have a selection of the beef, pork, chicken and seafood and enjoyed the banter and food as the evening went along. When desert was over, the chef withdrew, leaving the couples with their port and cigars (for the gentlemen).

"I think we have missed the animation show" announced Maria, "but the band plays nice dance music at eleven if you like. Salza, rumba and no disco."

"I would love to go dancing" Julia replied. "Especially to Latin music" she smiled wickedly. "I feel like moving my body tonight" she said grinning at James and Carlos.

When the port was finished, they made their way to the resort's nightclub, finding the dancing already underway. The crowd was all in the thirty something to forty something range and well dresses. Ladies in short tight dresses, gentlemen in casual slacks and expensive summer shirts.

The Santiagos and Lassiters found a booth with a nice view of the dance floor. The ladies sat in the centre with the men on other end, beside their wives. As they watched the dancers, Julia remarked that she wished she could Salza like some of the animation girls who were putting on a provocative and well choreographed show.

"I'll teach you Maria offered as she took Julia's hand and lead her to the floor. Maria and Julia danced for a number of songs, and Julia improved with each song under Maria's coaching.

Some of the dances were partner dances, and Maria held Julia tight, pressing her breasts to Julia's.

After a Mojito or two, Carlos suggested that he and James join the ladies. James had no objection and he and Carlos moved to the dance floor. After a couple of numbers, it became evident that Carlos was as talented as Maria in latin dancing, while James would need some coaching.

With that determination made, partners were switched and James's lessons began. They danced for a full set, before returning to their booth when the band took a break. This time, Carlos moved to sit beside Julia and James sat beside Maria.

Maria's dress was very short and rode up as she crossed her long legs. She was indeed attractive and was very comfortable with her body. Her breasts heaved as she caught her breath, and the outline of her dark nipples was evident through the thin material.

Julia looked wonderful. As she sat down, she raised the hem of her dress a few inches above the knee so that she could cool down. Little beads of perspiration trickled down her throat to the space between her breasts and she beamed with the joy of the moment. James couldn't help but notice how she comfortably put her hand on Carlos' thigh as she told stories of dance lessons she had taken on earlier trips, her disappearing/uncooperative bikini bottom when we had capsized the summer before, and other little tales that seemed to titillate our new-found friends.

The next set was all slow songs, and the couples returned to the dance floor. At first, each danced with their own partner, holding them close. James was letting his hands wander all over Julia's bottom, enjoying the feeling of her bare ass under her dress. Occasionally, they would kiss with lips parted and tongues mingling.

Carlos and Maria were equally enchanted with one another and kissed as they danced. James thought that he noticed Carlos' hand moving up Maria's legs, under her dress, where it lingered and seemed to part her checks. James had noticed earlier that Maria had decide to avoid panty lines by going "commando." She had a very thin strip of pubic hair that was evidently well waxed.

With the flight, sea air, swimming and everything else, James and Julia decided to call it a night after five or six slow songs. When they announced this to the Santiagos, Carlos and Maria agreed but suggested one more slow song with partners exchanged.

Carlos moved beside Julia and James offered his hand to Maria. As the music started, each of the men pulled his new partner close. Julia lay her head on Carlos shoulder, one much lower than James's and easy to snuggle on. Maria put her hand on the back of James's neck and stroked his hair as they swayed to the music.

James could see Carlos' hands wandering and his wife's bottom being held tight. Julia didn't appear to object, and James found it somewhat exciting seeing her provoke such an interest in this younger man.

James explored Maria somewhat with his hands, but not to the extent that Carlos was enjoying his wife. James was too distracted by the excitement he felt knowing that Julia was being groped in front of him. Carlos, it appeared, was coping a little feel of Julia's breast, avoiding the nipples, at least for now.

James thought that he felt Maria's lips on his neck, and the sensation of a warm, wet tongue. But as soon as he felt it, it was gone. The music was ending and it was time to retire.

The two couples left together, walking slowly back to their rooms, slowly because of the heels the ladies wore. They arrived at the Lassiter's building first.

"Time to say goodnight" James suggested. Maria, smiling agreed and gave Julia a hug, pulling her close. "Thank you for a wonderful evening" she said as she kissed Julia first on each cheek and then full on the lips, lingering for more than a moment. Next she turned to James giving him a similar series of kisses, but with the third kiss being somewhat firmer, with her lips parted.

As she kissed James, Julia turned to Carlos "Feeling a little left out? Come here." She pulled Carlos to her and as Maria tried to neck with her husband, Julia gave Carlos a deep wet kiss.

The kissing continued for five minutes or so, with Julia showing the most passion (and with Carlos being a very willing partner). Julia was probing Carlos deeply with her tongue rolling over his.

Maria was showing her best technique, but James seemed was a somewhat reluctant/apprehensive partner. He was enjoying the sensation, but needed some reassurance from Julia that the exchange of kisses was acceptable. He needn't have worried, but proceeded cautiously in any event. One liberty he did take was to slip his hand under Maria's hem momentarily and hold her bare bottom.

While this pairing of kissers continued, Carlos held Julia's bottom in both hands, trying to lift her long hem discreetly so he could feel her warm flesh in his hands. Julia smiled at his attempt and finally grabbed his crotch and held him for a moment. "I think that's is enough for one night, but if James and Maria agree, maybe we will spend some time together again."

Seeing that Julia had released Carlos, James separated from Maria giving her one final, chaste kiss on her lips. "Goodnight, sleep tight!"

When they entered their room, it was all James could do not to rip Julia's dress off. As it was, he pulled up her dress as the door closed behind them and he pulled her very wet thong down to her ankles.

Julia stepped out of her panties and moved to the bed lifting her dress over her ass in one motion. With her back to James she leaned over the bed, balancing on her four-inch heels. "Come inside me, I need you now."