The Boys in Blue Ch. 12

No one spoke on the ride up to their floor, the girls all looked flushed, the men strained, he noticed that he wasn't the only one with a hard on; also the girls were looking at them too.

When he closed the door to their room, Terry had switched on the bedside table light.

She was looking into his eyes as she unzipped the dress, letting it fall to the floor.

She was in a black basque with a tiny thong the strings tied at the side; she sat on the bed while he undressed and hung his uniform up; he turned to her when he was naked, and he stood before her his huge erection in front of her eyes.

He bent and kissed her gently pushing her back onto the bed, his fingers pulling the ties of the thong. Then he was on his knees between her legs, she raised them bending her knees and then his head was between them. She felt his mouth clamp over her vulva sucking tormenting the lips to open, and then his tongue, his delicious tongue entered.

She gave a gasp and then a long groan her hands clasped to his head pushing it.

His hands were fumbling with the basque unable to open it. She pushed them away unclipping it herself letting it fall open, his hands were on them kneading them pinching and twisting the nipples.

She was out of control and loving it; she reached down and found his erection, grasping it tightly she began to jerk it she felt his body tense and knew he was out of control too.

Suddenly, he stood up bent to grasp her buttocks, lifting them, to meet him as he thrust hard and deep into her, and then again and again going faster and faster. She could feel the tremors starting, she could feel the tension building in his buttocks, where her nails were digging in, and the climax as they came together, she could feel the heat of his ejaculation flooding her, then her own body releasing it self.

He lay across her body; he was heavy, but she didn't mind, his head was by her breasts, her hands in his hair.

She wondered at the marvel that this man, her man, who could unlock the passions of her body, that she never knew she had. That with a look or a touch could enflame her with such exquisite desire.

They woke the next morning at nine deciding not to have breakfast, after the heavy dinner of the night before and settled for coffee from the room's coffee maker.

Terry avoided his grab saying, "We're going for a swim, if you are a good boy, then perhaps later", ending any argument.

She slipped into a flowered bikini that was quite small a lot of it being taken up by string Robert thought. Terry was putting her hair up and pining it as he put on his trunks, "What about your hair won't you get it wet?"

"Doesn't matter, I'm having my hair done at 12 in the hotel hairdressers".

They put on their bathrobes and moved towards the lift, which dropped them off on the pool floor.

They were pleased to find it empty of any others.

Terry entered the water and began to swim, she cut through the water like a shark. He watched her; she used the Australian crawl, and made a racing turn at each end of the pool.

She'd made about ten lengths before she realised he wasn't in the pool, "Are you coming in?"

"Yes, I was just admiring your style".

"Junior champion of the Highlands, and I have a cup to prove it," she said boasting.

He dived in coming up in front of her, "Clever little you," he said, "But how's your mouth to mouth resuscitation?" Pulling her to him and giving her a long kiss his hands on her bottom holding her hard against him.

"Hey, didn't you two get enough of that last night?" It was July coming through the door with Bill Tim and Sue.

"Where's the other two?" Terry asked.

"On their way now", July said shedding her bathrobe.

Sue following suit, they both entered the water. Bill and Tim were sat on the marble bench looking a little hung over.

Robert claimed out to join them, just then Tom arrived with Carol, and Carol took of her robe and joined the girls in the pool.

Carol's bikini confirmed his suspicion that the girls had bought them from the same shop, they were different colours but the style was the same, brief.

Tom sat down with them; he too looked the worst for wear.

The girls were in a cluster in the middle of the pool whispering and giggling.

"I have a feeling we are being discussed," said Bill, "And probably being evaluated."

Every now and then one of them would look over their shoulder and then say something, and the giggling would begin again.

"How come you look so fresh Robbie?" Tim asked

"Well I had a good night's sleep", he replied.

"You slept," Tom said aghast, "While I was up holding the honour of the RAF".

"How often did you up hold up the honour Tom?" Bill asked.

Tom showed three fingers; Tom looked at Bill, who raised four, and they looked at Tim who showed four, and they all looked at Robert, who slowly raised one.

To justify himself, Robert said, "Remember chaps it's not the quantity but the quality that matters."

The three snorted, Tim said to Bill and Tom, "This morning too?" They nodded, "Yeah, me too."

"Let's break that gathering up", said Tim, "We'll give them something to giggle about".

He quickly out lined his plan. The three took off their bathrobes and at Tim's signal the four dived in together. Robert swam under water seeing a bikini bottom in front of him he pulled the tie's on the waist lose and the tie on the back, before swimming away.

Coming up by the side of the pool, the other three men joined him.

There was bedlam in the centre of the pool the girls were shrieking trying to find their bottom half's while trying to maintain a grip on their top half.

"We'd best go and help," said Bill a lecherous look on his face.

Robert swam to Terry, who was trying to locate her bottom half.

She looked up as he arrived, her eyes blazing.

"That's not funny Bobby," she snapped.

"Oh, I thought it was," he said, "A lot more fun than having our last night's performances discussed."

He pulled her to him his hands on her naked bottom and gave her a kiss, his hand moved her arm that was trying to cover her breast and he covered it with his hand.

She was at the edge of the pool; nowhere else to retreat, he pushed his hips hard against her she could feel his erection hard against her belly.

She pushed his head back panting

"No Bobby, please, there others here, help me find my bottoms, please darling."

Reluctantly he pulled away and dived under water finding the flowered bottom a few feet away. He returned with it "I'll hold it in place while you tie the sides".

She was aware of his hand cupping her vulva the thumb stroking it.

"OK, all done," her voice husky, "can you tie the back up now please?"

They swam to the steps and climbed out; Carol was reacquainted with her bikini, but Bill and July were otherwise engaged in something else, her arms were round Bills neck and her legs were round his waist. Tim, on the other hand, was groping Sue.

Terry looked at them for a second or so and then said, "Let's get back to the room."

There was no foreplay; they didn't need it.

They had gathered in the lounge for coffee discussing what they would be doing for the rest of the day, the girls, were having their hair done, and Tim Bill and Tom had booked for a round of golf.

Golf wasn't Robert's game, and he had begged off.

"So what are you going to do darling?" Terry asked.

"I thought I'd try the sauna out. I don't suppose anyone else would be in there at this time of day".

They drifted back to their rooms the girls to get ready for the beauty parlour while Bill Tim and Tom changed for their golf game.

After Terry had left, he stripped off putting a towel around his waist he slipped on a bathrobe and headed for the lift.

As he expected, the pool and sauna were empty.

He switched on the machine and in minutes the steam and heat began to rise, he lay back on the pine benches and allowed his body to relax the sweat breaking out on his body as he did so.

He had been laid there twenty minutes dozing when he heard the door open and close.

He looked up, and it was July in her bathrobe.

"Hi, I thought you were having your hair done?"

"I was, but one of the girls hasn't turned in, and they're behind schedule. They can't do me until three. So I thought I'd keep you company," she removed the robe she was in the bikini of the morning.

"If Bill wasn't out try to beat the ball to death, I could have been doing something else," she chuckled.

"I'd have thought after this morning in the pool you'd want to sleep."

"Oh, I hope we didn't embarrass you, I think we got carried away."

"No problem," he murmured, "By the way thanks for taking those shots off Terry, they were very professional."

"Oh, we all had shots taken, it was quite surprising what turns you guys on. But I must admit the black out fit of Terry's was ultra-sexual, you have good taste Robbie."

He shrugged.

"God but it's hot in here do you mind." Before he could answer, she had removed her top.

She had large breasts with prominent nipples; he felt the tension in his groin.

"Sue tells me you are fantastic in bed Robbie."

He looked at her, startled.

She saw his reaction and laughed.

"Don't panic, it's just between Sue and me, we share the same view on life and men."

"July, Sue must have told you that it was just sex, nothing more."

"Oh, course she did, but Sue is like me, she likes sex, without any ties."

He watch has a bead of sweat rolled down over her breast.

"Robbie I adore Terry I would never do or say anything to hurt her, she's a one-man woman, and you're the man. But you're a man who likes sex going by that bulge under your towel. Oh, I know you love her deeply that's plain to see when you're together. But", she stood and pulled the ties of the bikini letting it fall, "she's not here now."

She stood in front of him her legs parted he could see her vulva; he stood, the towel falling back onto the bench.

"July, what Sue and I did, was wrong, terribly wrong. I can't make excuses for why it happened, only that I was missing Terry and that I was weak. I betrayed her trust and Tim's. I won't do that again.

So, I won't have sex with you. You have Bill, be content with that, or failing that find someone else. Sex is not a past time with me July."

He watched her face crumble, has his words hit home.

Whilst she replaced her bikini he murmured, "I'm sorry to have disappointed you."

"You mean my trying to seduce you Robbie?" She replied her voice quite.

"Well you may have succeeded at another time and place."

"No, not with you. I feel ashamed; I thought it would be like a quick roll in the hay," she whispered.

"But, you've humiliated me, and you've made me feel like a tramp." She sobbed.

He took her in his arms and kissed her nose, then held her head against his chest while she sobbed.

"July, listen to me, you are not a tramp, you are beautiful, vivacious girl who thinks sex is a game, and it's not. People can get hurt playing it. You got hurt today because I took control not you."

He could hear her crying; tears were falling on to his chest after a minute or two she lifted her head.

"Do you mean that Robbie, about me not being a tramp?" She whispered.

"I wouldn't have said it, if I didn't mean it." he kissed her nose again.

"You know Robbie I can see why Terry loves you so much," she was putting on a bathrobe, she paused, "I was wrong to do what I did, please forgive me," she looked at him.

He nodded, and she left.

He was lying on the bed reading a magazine when Terry returned; she had her hair down but with a wide clip securing it close to her head the rest of the hair flowing down and over her shoulder.

"Hello darling have you missed me?" She said brightly, leaning over the bed to give him a quick kiss.

"Not really, I've been engrossed in this article on how to grow cucumbers," he said.

She pulled her tongue out at him. He rolled of the bed to grab her, but she skipped away.

"I bumped into the boys in the lobby, there just getting back from golf, Bill and Tom will be disappointed Carol and July are still under the driers."

"It takes a long time doesn't it to get your hair done?"

"No, there short of staff today, that's what's created the delay, I'm booked in for 1pm tomorrow."

"What again."

"Darling if we go in the pool, my hair gets wet, and the chlorine in the water plays havoc with it. Now I can leave it but you won't like the result, oh and speaking of the pool, rule number 5 no more hanky-panky," she paused, "Unless we are willing," giving him a wicked look.

He smiled brightening up "I can live with that rule."

"How was the sauna?" She asked.

"Great really relaxing, but it gets pretty steamy though, you should try it?"

"You know I think I will after the swim tomorrow."

"Well wait until the others have left, and then we can have it all to our self's," he gave her a look.

"Does that look mean, what I think it means?" She asked her eyes bright.

"Wait and see, by the way, did you know that Tim and Bill had carnal knowledge four times last night?"

"No darling three times last night, once this morning," she said demurely.

"So you were comparing notes in the pool?" He said a little peeved.

"I believe the answer was quality not quantity," she said raising her eyebrow.

"How the hell did you know I said that?"

"Let's just say a little bird told me."

"Yes a little bird about 5-2 with blond hair, I'll kill Tim."

She burst out laughing, it was infectious he had to laugh too.

When they had settled Terry said, "We have an hour before you need to get ready for dinner, now we could have a quirky now, or wait until later. But I promise it would be worth your while to wait. But, if you want to keep up with boys, well."

"So what do we do for an hour?"

"You could take me down to the bar and ply me with a drink, so that I'll be putty in your hands later," she smiled seductively at him.

In the bar Terry asked for tonic water with a slice, when the waiter had moved away, he said, "What happened to the putty in my hand bit?"

She held his hand and looked into his eyes, "Bobby you know darn well that when you put this on me, I am putty in them, but it's so much nicer if I'm sober to enjoy it though."

At 6-15, she said, "It's time you went to get ready; I'll have another drink and wait for you to come down before I go up."

He started to protest, but she would have none of it.

He returned in his uniform at 6-55, she stood and gave him a peck on his cheek,

"You're wearing that new cologne I bought you," her voice husky "God I feel hot already."

He watched as she walked out of the bar the way her bottom moved in the tight slacks, and knew he felt hot already too.

He moved to the booth they had used last night and waited for the others to join him. The short businessman arrived with a tall blond who was in a mini tonight and caught a flash of her black thong as she sat down.

Tim and Tom turned up and brought drinks over; they saw Bill coming in behind the thin man and the young girl who was in a mini again.

The chaps were discussing a hole on the golf course when the girls walked in.

They all appeared to be wearing short dresses, but his eyes were drawn to Terry. She was wearing a white silk dress designed on the classic Greek style with one shoulder covered; the dress appeared lose it was gathered at her waist by a silken cord the dress swinging free from her hips, down to about four inches above her knees.

Her legs were sheathed in white sheer stockings white high heel sandals on her feet. Her hair was coiled on top, but a short ponytail hung down from the crown of her head, she looked and was a Greek goddess.

The men rose to greet them Terry came up to him and gave him a light kiss whispering,

"Do you like it?"

"I'm so glad you made me wait darling you look sensational," he whispered back.

They moved into the club after dinner, taking up the same both as before, and Robert and Tim sitting on the stools due to their long legs.

Everyone was talking about what sort of day they had, the boys about the golf and how it was a fluke that Tim had won. But tomorrow skill would tell as Bill put it.

The girls about the beauty parlour and their intention to have the full treatment, whatever that was Robert thought.

Then Sue asked him "how did you find the sauna Robbie.'

"Hot and steamy," he replied.

Her face didn't betray any other ulterior motive for asking, he glanced at July, and she gave a small shake of her head.

The DJ came out did his routine and the music started with the Rolling Stones number.

The girls piled down on to the floor to dance while Robert and Tim took the opportunity to rest their backs on the booth couch.

Sue as usual was wearing the shortest dress that flared way to high when she spun round thankfully she was wearing panties tonight.

Carol was wearing a dark sheath dress that had a slit at the back to enable her to move, whilst July's was a gypsy kind of dress that was gathered at the waist by a broad belt with puff sleeves at her shoulder, a round neck line that displayed her bust.

But his eyes were on Terry when she turned too fast he caught a glimpse of her suspenders.

At the end of that set, the DJ announced the next set would be Latin; the girls beckoned the boys to join them on the floor as the lights dimmed.

His hands were on Terry's hips her arms around his neck; she had her eyes closed as she softly hummed to the music, her hips moving to the rhythm of it.

She looked so beautiful his heart ached for love of her; she opened her eyes, looking deep into his, her lips parted slightly and he lower his head and kissed her soft lips, melting against his. As he raised his head again, he heard her soft whisper "I love you," and then moved closer into his arms her head against his chest.

The next number was a mambo, so they left the floor returning to the booth, the others still dancing.

He sat with his arm about her shoulders her head on his chest. He heard her say softly, "I love you in this uniform Bobby, but I hate where it will take you. I know I'll die if anything happens to you, you must come back".

"Darling nothing can stop me coming back to you, and nothing can hurt me except if I lost your love".

She lifted her head, and he kissed her again.

"Come on you two love birds, you look like you're attending a wake". Bill said as he arrived back with July.

Terry sat up and took a deep breath, "You're right Bill we're here to enjoy ourselves", and signalled the waiter her face breaking out in a smile, which he knew was forced.

But after a few more drinks she started to be her usual self. They were on the dance floor it was a slow number the lights dimmed right down he was holding her with his hands low down on her back, she with her arms round his neck when she said,

"Bobby can we go outside please, I need some air."

"Of course darling," looking concerned.

"I'll meet you in the foyer, I have to pick my purse up, and so I'll tell them."

She joined him in the foyer; they went outside walking in silence until they reached the rose bower. She sat down; he sat alongside her. He watched as she pulled out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter from her purse and lit one; he noticed her hand was shaking, as she lit it.

She could see the astonished look on his face; he had never seen her smoking, "There July's," she muttered'.

He remained silent; something was troubling her he knew, he had never seen her smoke before.

She drew the smoke into her lungs it seemed to steady her.

"I'm not much fun for you tonight am I?" Before he could say anything, she continued. "I thought I could be strong for you, but I know I'm a coward. When we see each other, we seem to try and squeeze a lifetime of love into a few days. I didn't mind, in fact, I wanted it like that. I needed it like that. And you have the effect on me as heroin has to an addict. But Bobby in five days you fly off to war. I try not to think about it darling; I really do try, but I find myself looking at my watch counting down the hours we have left."