Chapter 9

They invited us to have breakfast with them the following morning, so after our usual morning love making session I pulled on my shorts and mum wore just one of the minuscule bikini bottoms that she'd bought the previous day.

We found them in the kitchen, Shannon standing next to the grill with Garry beside her one hand down the back of her panties, they were all she wore and I had to admit she looked good, she giggled when I coughed politely and her brother removed his hand.

"Dammit" he laughed, "Things were just getting interesting"

We ate croissants and drank coffee outside in the hot morning sun, Garry and I talked football while the girls chatted about bikinis and girly things that us fellers didn't understand and didn't want to!

They went indoors to put on something for our stroll down to the beach and emerged in mix and match beach dresses, mum with a pink top and white micro skirt and Shannon in a white top and pink micro skirt, if they'd bothered to wear panties, I'm sure they'd have been on view the skirts were that short, as it was Garry and myself were treated to some very sexy glimpses of two very sexy bottoms as we walked behind them down to the beach.

They teased us without mercy, flirting with each other and kissing, at one stage just before we left the road Shannon lifted the back of mum's skirt and patted her naked bottom, a squeal of brakes alongside us and a toot of a car horn told us that we weren't the only ones who'd seen the sexy little show.

We took a little short cut to the beach which involved clambering over a small fence, I suppose we could have helped the girls but it was much more fun to stand back and watch the display of pussies and bums as they struggled over it!

"Steve wants to shoot a film here" Shannon told us, "Me, Maria and Colin, the big black guy have agreed to be in it so far"

"So what's stopping him?" I asked as the beach came into view and Shannon shrugged, "Nothing really except that he wants a few more willing participants"

Mum and I looked at each other and laughed, "Are you thinking along the same lines as me?" she giggled,

"Yup, I'm game, what about you Garry?"

"Well I wasn't going to-- yeah, go on then count me in"

Even at that time of the morning, the beach was half full and again many of the sun bathers were naked, Shannon saw Colin and we walked over to him so she could introduce us, he was naked, lying on his back and even flaccid, his penis lay impressively half way down his thigh,

Shannon giggled and gestured to us to be quiet, he seemed to be asleep behind his dark glasses, but as she stood directly over his face, he grinned and opened his eyes,

"Morning Shannon" he laughed even though he couldn't possibly see his face, "What are you up to this morning?"

"Just showing our new friends here round the place"

Taking off his shades, he sat up and looked at us,

"Hi folks" he grinned, "I'm Colin, excuse me if I don't get up"

Since his penis was already stirring from Shannon standing above him, it seemed reasonable that he should stay where he was,

Mum chuckled and stepped closer to him extending a hand, he smiled as he saw her naked slit beneath her skirt.

"Hi Colin, I'm Sarah, It looks to me as if you are getting up"

He followed her eyes down to his groin and laughed with her,

"Sorry about that, I think he's got a mind of his own"

We all laughed and mum introduced me too, I took an immediate liking to the big man, he had an easy, self effacing manner about him that was common in very big men who had nothing to prove.

He reached for his shorts and stepped into them,

"I'll put him away for now" and mum groaned laughingly,

"Spoilsport"

We trooped into a beach side café where we all enjoyed an ice cold milk shake, mum and Shannon sat together, Shannon with a hand between mum's thighs, "You're wet, you slut" she laughed and mum blushed looking at the bulge in Colin's shorts,

"It's the weather" she protested, but parted her legs discreetly and sat there with a dreamy kind of smile on her face.

"You need a shave Sarah"

"Are you offering?"

"Mmm, yes please"

"Well that's this afternoon taken care of" mum laughed and we strolled up the street to where Colin had a little rent a bike business,

"Oh no" mum said with a horrified groan, "We've got two of these at home that we've never been on, where are we going?"

"Nowhere in particular Sarah" Shannon laughed, "There's a little café on the road to San Agustin, I thought we could have dinner there"

Mum looked across at me to save her, but like Garry, I was looking forward to seeing her and Shannon cock their legs up to get on!

When they did, Colin's groan was almost as loud as ours,

"Jesus" he grinned, "Hey Terry are you and your girl coming to Steve's tonight?"

"Only if I can separate her from that bike" I laughed, Mum was sitting upright, holding herself up with a hand against the wall, a wide dreamy smile on her face as she rocked gently backward and forward on the stiff leather saddle,

"No chance Terry" she sighed, "I'm in love, I want to marry this bike"

I t was mid afternoon when we finally got back to the villa both as horny as hell, mum and Shannon had been all over each other in the café, even to the point of passing food from one mouth to the other, there was a message on the answer phone and I hit the play message switch as mum sat back on the sofa and opened her legs,

"Terry, Sarah" it was Brenda's voice, "Jack died this morning!"

It took us an hour to pack, I phoned Garry and told him we were leaving, he was devastated and less than a minute later Shannon came round and hugged mum,

"Is there anything I can do?"

Mum looked at me and I nodded, I was ahead of her, then she looked at Garry, he nodded too, good old Garry,

"You could come with us" she said softly,

"Go sweetheart" Garry said softly, "They'll look after you"

I met his gaze, we understood each other, he knew I'd fuck her, at least I hoped I would but he also knew how his sister and my mother felt about each other,

"We'll be back Garry" I said and we hugged each other too,

He drove us to the airport in Las Palmas and watched as we boarded the flight direct to the U.K., Shannon was quiet until we were airborne,

"We've never been apart since the night mum and dad caught us" she said wistfully, but mum held her hand and she slept until the pilot announced we were on the final approach to Heathrow.

The house was cold but warmed up quickly once I fired the boiler up, mum phoned Brenda and said we'd be round in the morning, she sounded surprised that we'd returned, but mum said she could tell she was pleased.

We were all too tired to do anything but crawl into the big king sized bed and go to sleep, it was quite an experience for me to sleep in between two beautiful, sexy women and one that I wanted to do again under different circumstances!

"He was the only man I'd ever known" Brenda said softly, "He was better than the rest anyway, far better, do you know how he got started in business?"

We shook our heads, "No he never told us"

"It was the late forties, a depression, nobody had a job, all the ex servicemen had returned from the war, even those who'd been prisoners of war, it had taken nearly four years, can you believe that?" Without waiting for a reply she went on, "He used to steal flowers from the rich folk's gardens and sell them outside the train stations, that's how we met" she smiled and dabbed at her eyes,

"My dad used to watch him every morning, he'd sneak into the back garden, cut a load of flowers and then sneak out again, one morning dad waited for him and asked him why he was stealing, he replied that he was sorry, he didn't have a job and it was the only way he knew how to make money, dad brought him into the house and mum fed him, he ate like a horse, I'd never seen anyone eat so much, was mesmerised and then he saw me sitting on the stairs watching him, do you know what he said?"

She was upsetting herself, so I went and took her hand and kissed it,

"Go on Brenda, tell us"

"He asked my dad for permission to marry me!

We all laughed at that, but she went on with the tale,

"He said that he would buy a flower stall, get a regular wholesaler and within a year he'd be making enough to support a wife, then he got up, shook hands with my father and thanked him for not calling the police, he then came over to me and took something out of his pocket, whatever it was it was wrapped up in greasy paper, I didn't look at it, I couldn't look away from his eyes, they were the kindest, yet saddest eyes I'd ever seen.