Well... Would You?

She was briefly lit in the open doorway of the steam room--a lithe, beautiful figure, barely visible through the suspended vapour trails.

"Hola," the three voices said almost in unison as the girl, Marlene, closed the door behind her and strode across the room to sit opposite the couple, Alex and Jessica, who watched discreetly but intently. There was just enough time for the couple to appreciate the tanned body, long legs, and pert behind before the girl settled, with a warm slap, on the tiled seating.

The Modena Hotel and Spa, located on the coast of a Spanish colonial island, was a welcome break for Alex and Jess and already a few days into their holiday, they had settled into an easy routine with the Spa taking up their morning, then a light lunch, before they relaxed by the pool in the afternoon. Evenings consisted of intimate dinners and drinks, and when they were in the mood, they reignited old passions when they returned to the privacy of their suite. The couple had treated themselves free of immediate parental responsibilities since their only child, Carla, had started University. They had enjoyed their time together as a couple for the first time in a long time.

Alex was tall and approaching middle age; he carried barely an ounce of extra fat. Muscular without being muscle-bound, he had the kind of physique that placed him halfway down the results listings of the many half-marathon and 10k races he took part in back home in England. Three days of sunshine had brought out an effortless tan, which Jess found attractive and irritating. His short, dark hair was now showing signs of grey, but if anything, it only added to his looks. He was, in short, a good-looking man.

The much paler-skinned Jess was as beautiful as her husband was handsome. Not conventionally pretty, but with a regal look, an angular nose and high cheekbones set off green eyes that appeared to shimmer and hint at hidden passions beneath. Her short bob haircut, feathered at the back, was perfect for her red hair. She had a figure that may be described these days as "fuller," and no amount of reassurance from Alex could ultimately convince her that she still looked great in a bikini. Alex adored every inch of her, and though she carried herself subconsciously around the pool and spa area, he knew that others admired her womanly shape. Her beautiful neck that tapered out to meet athletic shoulders provided a perfect frame for her large breasts, her tummy slightly fuller than in her youth, yet still sexy and shapely hips that still excited Alex, as he had re-discovered these last few days and nights. And then, those legs. Long and spectacular, they suggested the young sportswoman Jess had been some years ago, legs that seemed about to stretch forever but were stopped in their tracks by the shapeliest bottom.

The couple sat breathing in the moist air, the sweet eucalyptus invigorating yet relaxing as their hands met across the dampness of the narrow space that separated their thighs. For a while, time seemed suspended, and each drifted off, thinking of earlier times. A whirlwind romance when Alex was 20 and Jess a year younger while attending the same University, and the resulting upset and change in their lives when Jess became pregnant with Carla. Jess's parents never quite forgave Alex for that. Despite pursuing successful careers in sports journalism and events management, an air of disapproval hung around their relationship, especially with her father.

The arrival of Carla changed their relationship from lovers to parents. While their love life remained active over the years, a tinge of regret existed that the burning passions of those early days had been put on hold and, if each was honest, never fully recovered. They talked about it on occasion, and while doing so without recrimination, they would often tease the other about their past and the alternative paths they might have followed had they not fallen so desperately in love to become parents at a young age.

Both had played a small but exclusive field in their university days. Alex was never short of offers from a coterie of female students, of whom Jess was the final pick. Likewise, Jess had her share of male and female admirers. Jess was never seen as a "slut" and had always maintained an air of innocence when fending off the vigorous and relentless curiosity of her friends and roommates. "What... me?" she would often say, deflecting their questions without answering, batting her eyelids across the vast ponds of those beautiful green eyes. "You can't help but love Jess" was a phrase that cropped up more than once amongst her peer group back in the day, followed by an exasperated, "How does she get away with it?"

As they sat in the humid air, it all seemed so long ago. And each unknowingly carried similar thoughts about life, love, and missed opportunities.

Across the steamy room, Marlene breathed in the moist air, her mouth forming a perfect O shape. She was there on holiday with her mother while studying at the University in Amsterdam. Marlene considered this a well-needed break from "life"... and her current boyfriend. While he had been a satisfying diversion these last few months, and they said a tearful goodbye at the airport, the distance between them had only caused her to question the whole relationship more carefully. Marlene had a maturity beyond her years, and the last few days made her realise she wasn't ready to settle down yet. There was still so much more to experience, and her fantasies took her to new and unexplored places. Only yesterday, lounging by the pool with a Mojito in hand, she had fantasised about taking up with an older man, a man not unlike the striking-looking man sitting opposite her right at that moment.

The air seemed still and silent for a moment, broken only by the gentle trickle of cold water cascading into the font in the centre of the room. The three became lost in their thoughts, their bodies running with condensation and sweat.

"Are you wearing your dancing shoes this evening, darling?" Jess suddenly interjected, shattering the silence.

"I might well do. I think people were jealous of my skills, so I may need to rein them in a little this evening," laughed Alex.

"You were so funny on that dance floor last night. 'Uptown Funk' will never be quite the same for me again," she giggled as she tapped him gently on the nose.

Alex laughed and slapped her playfully on the side of the thigh, a little too hard, as the slapping sound amplified in the tiled room. He noticed the pretty girl opposite was smiling and wondered whether she spoke English or was just amused by the slap.

The girl was taking in much more than the conversation. Though difficult to see through the mist, she enjoyed looking at the outline of the muscular frame presented to her. Alex's abdomen looked wonderfully toned and tanned, and he carried the right amount of black hair, which ran up to his chest area. She couldn't help but compare him to her more youthful lovers, a comparison that only served to highlight their relative immaturity and her current dissatisfaction. "This is a real man," she thought, the sort of man she'd never enjoyed. She drew her attention away for a moment to consider the woman, also rather beautiful. With a tiny bit of jealousy, Marlene noted those large, pale breasts spilling over the woman's top.

After a while, Marlene stood up and walked to the cold water fountain with long, languid strides, passing the couple and giving them a better look at her body. Alex discreetly worked his way up, looking at the lightly tanned legs, taking in the curve of her calves, the indentation behind the knees, to the lovely expanse of thigh. A sharp, barely audible sigh escaped his mouth as he considered her bottom. The girl wore a blue and white bikini of horizontal stripes with red beading, and the water font being just low enough forced her to stick her pert rear out a fraction. The light from the doorway accentuated the glistening sheen of the back of her thighs, and Alex felt himself becoming aroused as the girl bent over to cup the cold water in her hands.

Meanwhile, Jess considered the girl's sensationally pretty yet slightly boyish features. She had enough time to take in the big brown eyes, cute nose, and dimpled chin. Jess liked her hair, too. Tousled and slightly unkempt, the sandy blond hair was cut just above shoulder level.

The girl gasped as she splashed the cold water on her face and repeated the process a few times. The couple were transfixed as she moved slightly nearer to the water to splash her arms and the nape of her neck before running her hand across the top of her breasts and flat stomach. Her breasts seemed beautifully proportionate to her athletic frame, trim and pert.

"Too hot, I think."

Marlene turned to the couple and flashed a dazzling smile.

"Enjoy," she said with a wave, and with that, she turned to leave the steamy room before the couple could offer much of a response.

"So, did you 'enjoy' then, Alex?" Jess asked, prodding Alex in the side as the door to the room closed again.

"It was OK, I suppose," Alex replied, smiling. "She is rather lovely. I wonder what nationality she is. I thought maybe German."

"She speaks English. Good job, we weren't discussing what we did after you seduced me with your moves last night."

Alex smiled and realised the effect the girl and this exchange were having. Feeling his cock rising slightly in his shorts, he thought about how the pair of them enjoyed a vigorous fuck in their room after their exertions on the dance floor the night before.

"Would you?" Jess enquired teasingly.

"Only with your permission, my dearest. She's about Carla's age, probably surrounded by young studs who could last longer than this old man."

Both laughed, knowing Alex was being a little harsh on himself. Jess's squeals as he thrust into her last night were proof he was still more than capable in that department.

The 'Would you?' tease was a familiar game Jess had played over the years when she sensed Alex's eyes straying and was careful of sticking to protocol, striking a balance between honesty without appearing too enthusiastic.

"Well, I think she is gorgeous, Alex. She reminds me a little of Helen back in the day."

The mention of Helen only served to increase his arousal, as Jess and her university roommate had sometimes alleviated their boredom by sharing one or the other's bed.

This was an experience she had sometimes related to Alex, to see his reaction and Jess, noticing the substantial bulge in his shorts, reached over and grabbed his cock through the wet material, squeezing it tightly.

"She's right, though. It is too hot, and somebody needs to cool off."

The couple left the steam room and spent the next few minutes sampling the various showers and pools, which varied in temperature. All the pools offered a degree of seclusion, each walled in on three sides and with an entrance where stairs led down into the inviting pool below.

Alex and Jess allowed themselves to drift in body and mind within the relaxing pool as gentle music played through the speakers on the wall. Both felt tranquil and happy, and as the music played, they held each other, caressing and stealing the odd kiss.

"Ah... the dancers. May I join you?"

Startled, they looked up to see the girl descend the handful of stairs, water lapping up her body as she submerged herself.

"Of course!"

"Absolutely."

At that moment, Alex and Jess instinctively knew something was about to happen. Something profound and unexpected.

*****

The conversation was free and easy. They discovered that the girl was Dutch, and the couple admired the young woman's confidence and glowing sexuality. She related the reasons behind her sunshine break with her mother for company, and that her father's departure (for a younger woman) some three years ago had devastated her mum.

Marlene sat on a ledge, the water line up to her breasts, positioned across from the couple. The water swirled and lapped against the three bodies as a gentle mist ascended in the warmth and tranquillity of the room.

"My mother is, let me find the right word... demanding? Marlene looked to the couple for reassurance on her English.

"I love her, but I must get away for a while. Like today, I do the Spa, and later, maybe, I will have a few drinks after she goes to bed."

"You're not afraid to go out alone then?" enquired Jess.

"No, not really. I can handle myself; in any case, you never know what might happen."

Marlene's deep brown eyes met with Jess, who could now see mischief in them. They both smiled, and Jess, much to her surprise, briefly imagined what it would be like to kiss her young mouth, peel her bikini top off and run a darting tongue across each nipple, which she could see indenting against the material of her top. It turned her on but made her feel uncomfortable at the same time, causing her to squeeze her thighs together in a reflex action.

"Well, we might be up and dancing again tonight," Alex hesitated for a second, "maybe you could join us. If you want to be seen hanging out with old people, that is."

Marlene laughed, "That would be so cool. Anyway, there's no way you guys are old. I don't know your age, but I think you both look beautiful."

Jess reached out for the briefest, yet sweetest, of touches to the girl's upper arm, registering the feel of youthful skin under her fingertips.

"It's a deal then," said Jess. "Listen, it's been great to meet you. We should have lunch now, but I hope to see you later."

As it turned out, they did see each other. The first time was in the afternoon at the poolside. Alex was the first to spot Marlene returning from the bar with two cold drinks towards an attractive middle-aged lady reclining on a lounger, reading a paperback book. They exchanged a wave, and Alex savoured the lithe, bronzed young body a few yards away. 'What would it be like?' he thought to himself, to slip those skimpy little bottoms off and to finger fuck the young girl before sticking his hard cock in her wet pussy. He shifted uncomfortably, gently chastising himself for these lewd thoughts with his wife a few feet away.

The second occasion was much later in the evening at the Med Bar. The couple had retired later in the afternoon, resting awhile before changing to go out to dinner and drinks. Both liked to dress up. Walking into the bar, they attracted a few admiring glances from other patrons. Sitting at the counter, they enjoyed watching the bartender create those fabulous Gin and Tonics they had so enjoyed the previous evening.

"Hello there. May I join you... again?"

A recognisable voice interrupted just as they were about to toast each other, and they turned to greet Marlene with warm smiles. Jess instinctively hugged the girl while Alex took her hand and gently kissed each cheek. They already felt like good friends.

Marlene wore a short, summery, strapless turquoise dress that clung to her figure to stunning effect, showing off her long legs perfectly. Jess wore a longer, more formal black dress, accentuating her breasts and fuller bottom. The three of them, as an ensemble, created a picture for the Med Bar patrons to enjoy and generate more than a bit of curiosity about their relationship.

As the band struck up, Jess, Alex, and Marlene were already talking and laughing. A few signs indicated how comfortable they felt: a hand on the shoulder when relating a funny story, a hand on a thigh when offering reassuring words. Each was aware of a gentle intimacy forming between people who, until this morning, had been strangers.

"Come on, Marlene, we are dancing!" Jess announced theatrically, grabbing the girl by the hand and pulling her onto the floor. Marlene made a playful attempt to resist but reluctantly followed Jess to the floor and started moving to a decent rendition of 'Superstition'.

Alex watched intently, sipping on his drink, as the older woman initially led the way. She took Marlene's hand to spin the girl out to the centre of the floor before pulling her back close again so they could hold onto each other, swaying in time to the music. They looked like they had been best friends forever, possibly more than friends.

As the night wore on, they eventually persuaded Alex onto the floor to form a threesome that became a fluid entity. Each performed for the other: Jess with Alex, Marlene with Jess and Marlene with Alex. The young girl, now lost in the music and the company she was in, was comfortable enough to turn her back to Alex, pushing her bum into his crotch before writhing gently against his groin. She was not so lost, though, that she didn't notice the effect this had and could feel his hardening cock straining against the designer jeans pressing into her behind. Alex, by now, had his left hand on Marlene's hip, his right hand pressed against her belly, which she clasped tightly. To this, Marlene reached back with her other hand, placing it on the side of his head, drawing his face closer before Alex, aware of boundaries, decided to break off. But not before planting a brief kiss on the girl's shoulder.

As Alex returned to the bar, he contemplated what had just happened and hoped Jess, who had gone to the restroom with Marlene, wasn't too pissed off. Had he overstepped the mark with the girl?

He needn't have worried as the two came back giggling, linking arm in arm to take to the dance floor for what turned out to be the last number. The song was a slow Ed Sheeran song that Jess loved. She and Marlene seemed uninhibited as they moved between the other couples on the floor, again dancing initially at arm's length before pulling each other into unison. Their breasts, midriff and thighs pressed together at various points in the song, and each was aware of the other breathing against their neck. They suddenly realised their attraction was spinning out of control before the song's final note brought them bitter-sweet relief.

"Thank you, Marlene. That was lovely... You are lovely," Jess whispered breathlessly.

"You are so beautiful, Jess. I'm so glad I met you; I was a little bored."

"It's our pleasure, honey; you can hang out with us anytime. Please don't be offended. What happened with you and Alex? You know, during that dance?"

"What happened...?" Marlene looked aghast. "Oh, nothing really. I'm sorry if I went too far, Jess. The last thing I want is to upset you."

"I'm not offended," Jess interjected. You are an attractive girl. He's attracted to you. If I'm honest, I find you attractive, too."

"Oh ... I see." Marlene pretended to be surprised by this revelation.

"Ah... my turn to apologise, Marlene. I've made you feel uncomfortable. I'm sorry if I've said too much."

Jess reached out and hugged the girl in what started as a hug a parent would give a child. However, as they released, Marlene looked directly into the older woman's eyes and kissed her mouth firmly.

"Mmm... that was nice. I think we should join Alex," Jess purred as she glanced at an open-mouthed Alex. This time, it was her turn to wonder how her partner would react.

Jess shouldn't have been concerned either, as the conversation returned to normal, and they decided to have one for the road before leaving the bar. The path from the bar led to a small footbridge crossing the illuminated swimming pool, and they stopped on the far side when they realised Marlene would have to take a separate route to her room.

"Thank you both for this evening. You know, being here with my mum is great. She is usually fine, but it's always about her. I could only give so much, and you two have ..." Marlene sighed and seemed on the point of tears, so Jess pulled her close again.

"Listen to me, you are a strong, bright and free-spirited young lady. Your mum is proud of you, I'm sure. She's just had a hard time, by the sounds of it."