Suzanne Portnoy

‘Sorry, worked late. Feel like crap. Can’t make today. See you when you get back.’

That was all the text said. A phone call later and I knew there was no point in trying to convince him to see me. He was on a nightmare job that still wasn’t finished and all he wanted to do on his one day off was lie in bed, drink cups of tea and watch reruns of DVDs he had probably seen a million times before. I’d been there, when the thought of even having to talk to another person is too much to think about.

‘It’s only a week,’ he said. ‘Don’t be pissed at me.’

‘I’m not pissed at you,’ I said laughing and truthfully, I wasn’t. A little disappointed, maybe, but not pissed.

‘I’m going to Rios,’ I said. ‘If you change your mind, that’s where I’ll be.’

I drove to the spa and the usual Saturday crowd were there. A couple I’d seen on the plane going over to France were lying naked in the garden, their arms wrapped around each other.

‘Oh, look,’ they said. ‘Here comes trouble.’

I laughed and put a towel down in front of them.

My usual Rios fuck buddy, Tim, came out of the steam room and lay down in front of me.

‘Hey you,’ he said.

‘Hey,’ I said.

A pretty woman in her 30’s, curvy, with long, dark wavy hair lay down opposite us. I looked at her and wondered if she was planning on playing that afternoon. I’d messed around with a couple of women in France and was enjoying my bi side again. It made a change from always sucking cock. I’m not a great fan of pussy but I love the way girls kiss. Their lips are softer, their tongue more gentle than a man’s and their mouths are smaller too. I looked over at her and smiled. She smiled back. I’d reserved the entire afternoon to have fun. I lay back down on the towel and watched the clouds as they moved towards obscuring the sun.

Later that afternoon, I was sitting with Tim in the jacuzzi, stroking his beautiful 8″ cock. I could feel him getting hard under the water. He was laying in his usual position, arms spread out behind him, reclining, pretending that nothing was going on. I admired how he could get close to coming without batting an eyelid. He looked over at me, raised an eyebrow and said, ‘You know where I’ve been?’

‘No,’ I said. ‘Where? Somewhere being very bad probably.’

‘With that girl,’ he said. ‘The one with the dark hair.’

‘Really?’ I said.

‘Yes,’ he said. ‘She was really naughty.’

‘How naughty.’

‘You’ll have to ask her,’ he said. ‘Go on. Ask her how naughty she has been. She’s in the sauna.’

‘So,’ I said. ‘Does that mean you have no energy left for me?’ Suddenly my Saturday afternoon was looking very barren indeed.

‘Oh, plenty of energy left for you. No problem.’

I wandered into the sauna to find the dark hair girled lying there.

‘So,’ I said. ‘Tim tells me you’ve been very bad and he says I need to ask you how bad you’ve bad.’

She laughed. ‘Doesn’t anyone keep a secret in this place?’

‘This is Rios,’ I said. ‘Everyone knows everything. Haven’t you been here before?’

‘Not for ages,’ she said. Then, as if thinking aloud, ‘Wow, he had a big cock.’

‘Mmmn,’ I said. ‘You think? It’s about the usual for me. It’s nice. So, you going to tell me or want to join us?’

‘I’ll come and watch,’ she said. ‘If that’s OK.’

‘Sure,’ I said. ‘Well, come on then.’

By late afternoon, the private room was wall to wall sweaty bodies. I got to lick pussy and taste the girl with the dark hair’s lips. Tim tried to fuck me (unsuccessfully) up the ass but kept slipping out from the sweat dripping off his body. A white, middle aged guy with a cock the size of coke can joined us for a spit roast and tried to make me gush with his fingers. The gym mats were covered with sweat and saliva and who-knows-what until, overwhelmed by the heat, everyone left the room. Then there was just me and a black guy I’d seen earlier that day hovering around our little group. I hadn’t seen him come into the private room but I’d seen his hard cock hovering over my face at one point, begging to be sucked. And, of course, I had to suck it. But now I was on top, my body slipping and sliding over him, his cock pounding into me over and over again. My head was spinning from the heat and the endorphins and the rush of so many bodies around and inside me.

‘ Wait, wait,’ I said and climbed off him. ‘I’ve got to get some water. I’m too hot.’

‘We take a break and come back later?’ he said.

‘Sure,’ I said.

I grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat off my body. Sometimes it’s just too hot to get laid.  At least we had fun trying.