[lambikim]

My gf tends to loosen up a bit when we go away - usually it's to the south of France or Italy, where it's a lot warmer than the uk. My gfs 35, 34dd, slim - very pretty girl. I am lucky and I know it. In late August last year we decided to have a last minute holiday - usually we like to get a cottage to ourselves, but this time all we could find was a private complex sort of place - it had 4 chalets surrounding a communal pool. The other three chalets were booked up by a family from London who were over for a wedding and pretty soon we got to know them a bit - there was 2 middle aged couples, one with twin sons around 14 and one pair of newly weds. The young bride was very pretty with nice large breasts and sitting around the pool it was obvious she was careful to keep things in check from prying eyes as she adjusted her straps to avoid tanlines and her husband lotioned her back. Anyway - we were keeping to ourselves if possible and as luck would have it, one day when we woke up, all their cars were gone. We got up, had breakfast and sat by the pool - no sign of anyone. After a few hours of doing nothing, my gf went into our chalet and returned dressed for town - a short red skirt and low cut black vest top. Nothing unusual for that time of year. But, as she sat opposite me, she opened her legs a little to reveal she was going commando. That was all the invitation I needed. I sprang over at which point she got up and ran around the pool screaming. Eventually I caught her and pulled her skirt clean off. We stayed there a while kissing and fondling and I removed her bra and top. We moved over to a lounger and she opened her legs wide, one on either side, touching the floor, we then proceeded to have sex, finishing off with her taking me in her mouth and allowing to come all over her. We lay there for a while until we heard a car coming down the lane, so I walked over and passed my gf her clothes, which were scattered about, She didn't bother getting any knickers, I guess she just thought she'd close her legs to save any embarrassment. However, no one got out of the car. Instead, as they pulled up, the twin boys came out of their chalet grinning and laughing quietly, beetroot faced and climbed in the back. We were speechless. They would have had absolute full view of everything from about 10 yds away. Later that night when they all returned, it was obvious they hadn't mentioned it to their parents, but the twins were smiling and leering at my gf the entire week.