[Pedro the Fisherman]

I returned to my room, poured myself some wine and started across at the bed opposite, how the hell did he achieve that, I grumbled. As I laid down, the laughter and splashing from the pool continued, but I tried to shut it out. I laid back on my bed and fell asleep, in a dream I saw J* lift her nightgown to me, nobody else was around, so I gently brushed my hand passed he knew and moved it upwards "beautiful" I heard myself say. As I moved higher J* shifted her feet to allow my hand to travel fully upwards. My hand rotated and I felt my fingers gently slide between those clearly defined lips and slip inside her slippery wet vagina. "Beautiful" I repeated. I sat up with a start, I was still in my shirt and shorts (with a throbbing erection staring to escape the latter) when I heard a knock at the door. This is what must have woken me. It was pitch dark now, I must have slept hours.
" anyone there" came a voice from outside. I went across and in the dim light outside saw the curly head of J, silhouetted in the doorway. "You OK?" She whispered, you missed supper and we are going for a cold soak, so thought you might like to join us. "Crumbs, it's that late? I'll grab my towel and join you in a second". When she had gone, I noticed my erection was still there and needed attention, I slipped into the bathroom and found I could come in about a dozen strokes, reliving my dream. A quick shower and after wrapping myself in my towel, I went poolside.

Several bodies bobbed in the pool, the most by far that week. On entering I headed for my friend with the curly hair, talking to three other ladies. The artist, P** and (to my surprise "I****e, the buxom brunette writer, still very naked) were talking animatedly about something. "Hi" said the artist, you've missed all the fun!

"I*****e is moving in with me for the last two days and it looks like you now have a room to yourself!" it took me a second to take this in. "You mean he's moving into J*s room tonight?" " they moved in this afternoon and for 'assisting' he has donated a case of lovely organic house red to us" she said " have a drink" pointing to two open bottles at the side of the pool.

I was speechless and didn't notice J slide in to my side at first. Underwater she took hold of my hand and squeezed it gently. "Plenty more fish in the sea....or should I say pool!" She whispered in my ear, so the others did not hear.

To be continued in a day or so...