The
patio doors were open, the rippling blue water in the pool
sparkling invitingly beneath the hot sun. Looking around the room,
I sighed. There was no cloth on the table, not a shred of material
to cover myself with. I began to feel panicky as I thought of my
uncle catching me naked. What on earth would he think of me?
"Ah, there you
are," he smiled as he walked through the patio doors from the pool.
Staring at him, my face flushing, my hands trembling, I folded my
arms and covered the swell of my breasts as I gazed in disbelief at
his naked body. "Go and sit by the pool and I'll bring you a
drink," he said. Staring at his flaccid penis snaking over his
hairy scrotum, my embarrassment and fear rising, I asked him where
my things were. "In the room opposite yours," he replied, seemingly
unaware of my naked body, or his. "I thought you might prefer the
other room as it's bigger. And it looks out onto the garden." As he
walked past me to a small bar, I dashed out to the pool,
desperately hoping to find a towel.
"Are you all
right, Kirsty?" he asked concernedly, his dark eyes frowning as he
emerged from the lounge with a tray of drinks.
"I... I need a
towel," I replied shakily. Apart from David, no man had ever seen
me naked.
"You won't
need a towel in this heat," he laughed, placing the tray on the
patio table. "You'll be as dry as a bone within minutes of climbing
out of the pool."
"Uncle Jack,"
I as said firmly as I could without appearing rude. I felt trapped.
"I need something to wear. The doors to the other rooms are locked
and... I can't walk around like this."
"I'm so sorry,
Kirsty," he said, holding his hand to his head. "It's my fault, I
should have explained. No one wears clothes on the islands. I've
become so used to it over the years that I don't even think about
it."
"Do you have
the key to the room?" I asked. I'd never felt so embarrassed.
"There are no
keys. Turn the doorknob to the right and then to the left." He
glanced at the table. "Have a drink first," he smiled. "Or take a
dip in the pool if you're feeling hot."
"I think I'll
put something on first," I murmured. "I'll go and get my
bikini."
"As you wish.
I'm afraid I have to go out for a while. We need some supplies.
Help yourself to the drinks, I won't be long."
He walked back
into the lounge, leaving me with my thoughts as I stood naked by
the pool. My anxiety subsiding as I told myself I was being silly,
I looked down at my naked breasts, my erect nipples. I supposed it
was customary to wear nothing. The heat was intense and the garden
surrounded by a high wall, so why wear clothes? At least I'd get an
even suntan. But no. Customary or not, I wasn't going to walk
around naked and decided to get my bikini.
I turned the
doorknob this way and that and finally managed to open the door.
The room was huge with a massive four-poster bed set in an alcove.
The bed made me think of loving Sharon, licking her vaginal folds
and sucking her clitoris to orgasm. Wandering out onto the balcony
which overlooked a beautiful garden, I knew I'd be happy. I'd slip
into my bikini and then go for a swim in the pool. Once Sharon
arrived, we'd... I looked about the room. Where was my suitcase?
Searching the wardrobe and the chest of drawers, I again thought I
must have the wrong room. Walking into the hall, I tried the other
doors. I couldn't open them and finally went downstairs. My
predicament was ridiculous. All I wanted was a towel.
Wandering
through the lounge, I walked out onto the patio. The sun shining in
a clear blue sky, I decided to sit by the pool and wait for my
uncle. He'd open the door to my room, whichever one it was, and I'd
find my bikini. Feeling a little easier, I settled on the bed chair
and sipped my drink. Vodka and orange. The ice cubes chinked, music
drifted from the lounge, the air was clean and fresh. Sharon would
soon arrive to keep me company, and love me. At last, I began to
relax beneath the Greek sun.
After an hour,
my uncle appeared
patio doors were open, the rippling blue water in the pool
sparkling invitingly beneath the hot sun. Looking around the room,
I sighed. There was no cloth on the table, not a shred of material
to cover myself with. I began to feel panicky as I thought of my
uncle catching me naked. What on earth would he think of me?
"Ah, there you
are," he smiled as he walked through the patio doors from the pool.
Staring at him, my face flushing, my hands trembling, I folded my
arms and covered the swell of my breasts as I gazed in disbelief at
his naked body. "Go and sit by the pool and I'll bring you a
drink," he said. Staring at his flaccid penis snaking over his
hairy scrotum, my embarrassment and fear rising, I asked him where
my things were. "In the room opposite yours," he replied, seemingly
unaware of my naked body, or his. "I thought you might prefer the
other room as it's bigger. And it looks out onto the garden." As he
walked past me to a small bar, I dashed out to the pool,
desperately hoping to find a towel.
"Are you all
right, Kirsty?" he asked concernedly, his dark eyes frowning as he
emerged from the lounge with a tray of drinks.
"I... I need a
towel," I replied shakily. Apart from David, no man had ever seen
me naked.
"You won't
need a towel in this heat," he laughed, placing the tray on the
patio table. "You'll be as dry as a bone within minutes of climbing
out of the pool."
"Uncle Jack,"
I as said firmly as I could without appearing rude. I felt trapped.
"I need something to wear. The doors to the other rooms are locked
and... I can't walk around like this."
"I'm so sorry,
Kirsty," he said, holding his hand to his head. "It's my fault, I
should have explained. No one wears clothes on the islands. I've
become so used to it over the years that I don't even think about
it."
"Do you have
the key to the room?" I asked. I'd never felt so embarrassed.
"There are no
keys. Turn the doorknob to the right and then to the left." He
glanced at the table. "Have a drink first," he smiled. "Or take a
dip in the pool if you're feeling hot."
"I think I'll
put something on first," I murmured. "I'll go and get my
bikini."
"As you wish.
I'm afraid I have to go out for a while. We need some supplies.
Help yourself to the drinks, I won't be long."
He walked back
into the lounge, leaving me with my thoughts as I stood naked by
the pool. My anxiety subsiding as I told myself I was being silly,
I looked down at my naked breasts, my erect nipples. I supposed it
was customary to wear nothing. The heat was intense and the garden
surrounded by a high wall, so why wear clothes? At least I'd get an
even suntan. But no. Customary or not, I wasn't going to walk
around naked and decided to get my bikini.
I turned the
doorknob this way and that and finally managed to open the door.
The room was huge with a massive four-poster bed set in an alcove.
The bed made me think of loving Sharon, licking her vaginal folds
and sucking her clitoris to orgasm. Wandering out onto the balcony
which overlooked a beautiful garden, I knew I'd be happy. I'd slip
into my bikini and then go for a swim in the pool. Once Sharon
arrived, we'd... I looked about the room. Where was my suitcase?
Searching the wardrobe and the chest of drawers, I again thought I
must have the wrong room. Walking into the hall, I tried the other
doors. I couldn't open them and finally went downstairs. My
predicament was ridiculous. All I wanted was a towel.
Wandering
through the lounge, I walked out onto the patio. The sun shining in
a clear blue sky, I decided to sit by the pool and wait for my
uncle. He'd open the door to my room, whichever one it was, and I'd
find my bikini. Feeling a little easier, I settled on the bed chair
and sipped my drink. Vodka and orange. The ice cubes chinked, music
drifted from the lounge, the air was clean and fresh. Sharon would
soon arrive to keep me company, and love me. At last, I began to
relax beneath the Greek sun.
After an hour,
my uncle appeared
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