Chapter 4.2 - Hibo is bold part 2

KNOCK

KNOCK, KNOCK

Eventually I woke to the sound of someone, not lightly, trying to bash our door down. Our fault for not putting the Do Not Disturb sign on the door. Opening it up I was surprised to see Hibo standing there. Still imposing, still smiling and still pretty much undressed.

“Emily needed,” was all he bellowed at me. I half expected him to bash past me and march into our suite but was relieved that he didn’t. I was about to tell him that she was sleeping when we both heard her, “What’s that?” followed by her footsteps.

I turned to face the doorway to our bedroom to watch my wife appear. God she looked hot. Her hair was a bit of a mess but otherwise she looked as before. I liked seeing her dressed like this, as one of the tribe. The mini skirt made her legs look great. I heard Hibo grunt behind me so I turned back to him just as he said, “Come Emily, need.”

“I errr, just a moment,” and turning back to her we watched her dash toward the lavatory.

He grunts again, so I turn back to him, about to make small talk. But not knowing how good his English is we just look at each other. Slightly embarrassingly we hear my wife peeing in the bathroom, over our eerie silence. He then bellows out another, “Need, now,” and smiles at me, it both disarms and alarms me at the same time.

“Do you want me to come too?” He ignores me. “What do you need her for?”

We hear the toilet flush, the sink going and I turn to ask Emily just as she appears, “Needed for what, love? Where are you going?”

She just smiles at me, “Oh don’t worry love. More holiday things I guess.”

She kisses me on the cheek and pushes past me. To go to him. He smiles down at her and instantly takes her hand and they start to march off again. “Errr, I’ll come with you,” I quickly call out after them. Emily turns around to see me, again with a sort of worried look on her face.

I quickly dash back inside, grabbing the door card and trying to catch them up. Somehow they’re at the end of the complex already, did they run or was I really that long? I slow down trying to catch them up as I notice they’ve stopped and are discussing something. They’re far away enough that I can’t hear them, but he’s pointing at her boobs. One of the complex’ fully dressed staff appears next to the two of them and holds out her hand.

I’m then blown away as I watch my wife wrestle her bra off, from under her shirt and hand it to the other staff member. At this point I have stopped moving completely and just stand watching their sort of silhouette from a distance. It takes my wife a good few minutes to wrestle it off without baring it all. As this is happening, I notice something that I can’t take my eyes off.

There’s an unmistakable tent forming in his shorts. Well it’s not really a tent, more his bulge, it’s getting ridiculous. He even appears to mumble something and adjusts it with his hands. From this angle it looks like he has one of those huge coke bottles down his shorts. Utterly ridiculous.

Then just as quickly the other staff member walks away with the bra, my wife and he walk away again, hand in hand towards the village. I notice that her free arm is held across her breasts, either trying to protect her modesty or stop them from moving. I want to get in front of them. I want to see her boobs jiggling, I want to see this new look for her again. But part of me also wants to see the joke bulge that he’s producing. I mean it can’t be that big can it? And my god how has Emily not noticed it and laughed.

I realise that they’re nearly out of range, so I start to walk after them again. I half wonder if the woman with my wife’s bra is going to put it back in our suite, if she knows which one we’re in. I follow them at some distance wondering where we’re going, why we’re going there, what Emily is needed for. We again walk through the village, it’s as busy as ever. I sort of lag behind a little as they’re on a bit of a mission to get somewhere and I don’t want to jog behind them like some wimpy loser.

We head to a bit of the village that I’ve not been too before. It’s somehow noisier here and busier. And it happens, I lose sight of them. Did they pop into a hut or one of the houses? I wander around where I lost them. No one’s paying me any attention, I try asking someone but get nowhere fast. I then hear something unusual coming from a hut with a cloth over the door off to my right.

It’s a woman’s grunt. There it is again but this time more of a sigh. Then again in a rhythm, someone is having sex. Loudly at that and with people all around here. Surely not. I go to resume my hunt for Emily but I can’t. Something about that sound had my interest and I find myself pulled towards that hut. I’m disgusted at the little boy in me that pervertedly wants to listen to someone else having sex.

Wow they sound like they’re having a good time. As I move closer to the hut I can hear him enjoying it also. A clear male grunt with each thrust. I’m still amazed at how clear the sound is, and how even though there are a few sniggers from some of the people around, everyone is pretty much just getting on with their day. I assume this is a regular thing here. From the looks of all the children and all the young pregnant women I guess so.