1. holiday


    Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Author: BishBosh03, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    I hadn’t been away with my mum and dad for ages, not since years before I graduated, but after an unfortunate break up a few months ago and virtually no social life, they thought a couple of weeks in the sun would do me good. It was, I have to admit, nice to be away even if the pace of daily life was slow. They got friendly with a few people at the hotel and one older couple in particular. The man was a bit of an old letch but flattery is good. But then he started touching me, at first a stroke here or a squeeze on the shoulder there, and even an arm round the shoulder. I didn’t stop him but I hadn’t encouraged him either. That evening I went to get a drink at the bar and there he was by my side, very flattering, as usual, offering to get the drinks, his arm round my waist, at the bar in public and suddenly his hand slipped to my backside, on my arse cheek, and then squeezing. I wanted him to stop but I knew if I made a fuss it would upset his wife, a lovely lady, and my parents too, who liked both him and his wife. So he squeezed my bum and did it so openly in public. And he didn’t just squeeze a bit; he had a proper feel, and pushed his hand between the cheeks, pushing my skirt and panties right in! When he finally let go I had to quickly rearrange myself to be respectable. We went back to the table with the drinks as if nothing had happened but he made sure he was next to me and just every now and then his fingers and hand would brush my leg. OMG I knew I was going to ...
    have to be careful with him and try and restrict his proximity. The next day my parent’s ‘little gang’ had arranged a bit of a day out to see some local gardens and stuff like that. They were all going so I would be left to read and laze in peace. A girly novel and a cocktail or two were on the menu! But late morning who should show up but Mr Letch. ‘I thought you were off with the gang.’ He told me he really didn’t like that sort of thing and preferred to stay behind and read his paper and stuff. Thankfully he left me be. Well until I went into the pool that is. I had done a couple of lengths and he appeared at the shallow end whereupon he engaged me. He was far too close. He told me how pretty I was and what a pleasure it was for him to be in my company. I was flattered all over again, despite what he done the night before and even though I doubted his intention, yes charming attention was still nice. Whilst chatting he casually reached forward and started stroking my arm and, a heaven knows why, I didn’t stop him. He spoke nicely about this and that and I was aware of him closing the gap between us a little. Yet I stupidly let him keep stroking, being British and not wanting to make a fuss I suppose. He leaned forward and whispered something in my ear which to be honest I couldn’t quite discern because at the same time I felt his hand slide from my arm to my breast. He was actually squeezing my boob in the pool in such a very public place. I couldn’t believe that I let him do ...
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