The large wooden gate hummed as it slid open on its track revealing a wide open driveway. Zara parked her car, climbed the two small entrance steps to the villa and slid the key into the keyhole of the thick, sturdy mahogany door. It fit snugly and gave a secure, satisfying click as she turned it and pushed it open, sending a few leaflets scuttling across the tiled floor. The villa had been up for sale for months in which time nobody had resided in it. Zara’s best friend Alice who worked as an estate agent on the island had kindly offered her the use of it for a long weekend knowing she was currently short on money and in much need of a break. Zara’s footsteps echoed eerily as she explored each room. There was minimal furniture and little décor but thankfully the kitchen seemed reasonably equipped. The master bedroom and living room looked out onto the rear of the property where thick curtains were drawn to keep out the harsh Majorcan sun. Drawing them back, Zara’s eyes suddenly widened with excitement. As the light of the day streamed into the room and bathed her skin she gazed out into the back garden. Tall, lush green hedges to her left and right bordered a shimmering pale blue swimming pool. A large veranda immediately in front of her housed garden furniture and a small outdoor shower. Beyond the pool was a small, flat, immaculately lawned area which continued to the cliff edge. And beyond that nothing but a glorious unhindered view of deep blue ocean and clear blue sky. Zara slid open the large glass door and inhaled deeply. A warm scent of foliage and chlorine smothered her odour sensors sparking mixed memories of school swimming lessons and Sunday walks in the woods together in a weird combination. This weekend was going to be heavenly, she just knew it.
The sun blazed bright yellow in the sky above as Zara began her afternoon sunbathing session. She’d had a surprisingly enjoyable night alone with a few glasses of wine and a book before a much needed long lie in. Now the day was reaching its hottest. She skipped across the burning hot concrete surrounding the pool and settled herself down on a towel-covered sun lounger with book, music and drink all close at hand. A large straw sombrero shaded her face from the sun while a bikini top and bottom protected her modesty. She gazed at the horizon and allowed a sense of bliss to wash over her as the distant sound of waves and nesting swallows caressed her ears. Her eyelids felt heavy and she drifted into a light sleep.
After an hour or so Zara awoke, stirred from her slumber by voices from the neighbouring garden.
“Raul! Don’t forget to clean the sun-dial. It doesn’t clean itself you know,” came an upper class elderly female voice from somewhere within the neighbouring house.
“Don’t forget to clean the sun-dial,” responded a Spanish male voice under his breath in a mocking English accent. “Mujer estupida.”
Zara smiled to herself before turning her head toward the hedge from where the voice had emanated. Through a few bare patches in the greenery she could make out a topless tanned male rummaging amongst some garden tools. As he moved back and forth Zara caught tantalizing glimpses of him. Muscular biceps, lush black hair, a tight behind squeezed into raggedy denim jeans and a chiselled jawline.
“All I need now is for him to come round and clean my pool and I’ll have ticked the cliché porn movie situation box no problem,” she thought to herself.
Raul got to work on the hedge with his manual clippers a reasonable distance enough away from Zara for her not to be too disturbed. Besides, it was quite nice to know there were other people around this fairly otherwise isolated property. Zara watched Raul surreptitiously a little more. She noticed the glare of beads of sweat glistening upon his brow and lean torso. She felt her heart rate rise a little for the first time since she’d got there and couldn’t avoid thoughts of what it would feel like to place her hands upon his buff body. Her fingers involuntarily twitched and gently clawed at the side of her plastic sun-bed as she imagined running them softly over Raul’s shoulders, chest and abdomen, taking in every contour and ripple of his well defined body. Raul turned to face the hedge and began clipping the higher branches. His stretched posture emphasised his muscular chest and also gave Zara a prime view of his groin. She wanted to avert her eyes out of natural politeness but felt powerless to do so. As Raul clipped away his pectorals flexed and droplets of sweat dripped from his hair. Zara felt a rush of excitement deep within her like a powerful undercurrent surging unseen toward the shore. It was a giddy, sickly feeling that urged her to take action and she had to fight all her instincts to stop her hand from wandering to her breasts and pussy which were now yelling out to be caressed.
“Raul!” shrilled the voice from within the house again. “Raul!!”
Raul downed his tools and headed into the house muttering some indistinguishable Spanish under his breath. Zara felt like someone had just yanked on her heart strings. The torrent of desire that had been building up inside her was now left dangling off the edge of the precipice. She took a few deep breaths before slowly getting up and diving into the pool. The cool water distracted her from the lingering erotic thoughts swimming around her head. After a few lengths she climbed out, showered, put on a shawl and headed to the beach.
It was now late afternoon. Families began packing up hampers and towels before trudging through the sliding sand back to apartments and waiting parked cars. Zara walked along the shoreline savouring the feel of the fresh, frothy waves between her toes as they stretched themselves as far as they could up the beach before sliding back into the depths. Menacing dark clouds gathered on the horizon as a strengthening breeze blew across the sea causing Zara’s arms to break out in goose-bumps. She heard what she thought was a large lorry with a heavy load trundling by before realizing she wasn’t back on the ring road in Leeds and that it was actually the distant roll of thunder. The whole week had been scorching hot with temperatures rising day by day cranking up the atmospheric pressure, so a breaking storm wasn’t unexpected. A few stray raindrops peppered Zara as she climbed the rickety stairs up the cliffs back towards the villa. Once back she made some food and sat on the veranda. The atmosphere had changed and Zara felt her skin tingle with the menacing electrical charge of the oncoming storm. Night had come but the dark, heavy rain-clouds could still be clearly seen with their huge inky blackness stretching for miles and growing closer, gobbling up the starry sky. The hedges swayed and rustled with the increasing gust and Zara’s inflatable pink flamingo flew out of the pool and across the grass before tumbling over the cliff into the abyss.
“Sorry Floyd,” though Zara with a genuine twang of guilt.
A few sporadic hollow pings sounding like pellets being shot onto a tin roof was followed by a more persistent patter. Then just a short distance away what sounded like a thousand power showers battering their stream against a shower curtain swept toward the villa and engulfed it. Zara gasped and then breathed in the pungent smell of ozone.
After a good fifteen minutes the storm had settled into a steady rhythm of heavy rain and the occasional flash of lightning with accompanying thunder. Zara sat enjoying the show from her secluded position. A rustle over by the hedge caught her attention and made her jump. Then a shadowy figure emerged and made its way towards the pool. As it approached, the dim lighting around the pool edge illuminated the figure just enough for Zara to make it out. It was Raul. He crouched at the edge of the pool and splashed some water on his shoulders and the back of his neck before stealthily plunging in. Zara sat as still as a statue furiously pondering her next move. Scream? Phone for help? Grab the nearby broomstick and whack him back through the hedge? After a little thought she decided to just wait. He’d probably swim about a bit and then leave. She guessed he’d noticed no-one had lived here in ages and so he just used the pool now and again. It wasn’t harming anyone and why let a good pool go to waste she figured. She watched intently in the shadows as Raul disappeared under the water and emerged at the other end. He reminded her of an otter gracefully gliding through the water with his sleek contours that she oh so enjoyed thinking about earlier that day. After a while he came up for air at the end of the pool nearest where she was and stopped before heading straight toward the edge directly in front of her. Zara’s heart thumped loudly in her chest so much so that she thought Raul would hear it. He placed his palms firmly on the edge of the pool and pushed his body up and out into the humid, moist air. Trickles of liquid dripped from his elbows and fingers as the pouring rain replaced the chlorinated water running over his sleek body. Zara squinted before her eyes widened and were then once again uncontrollably drawn towards Raul’s crotch. He was totally naked! His thick meaty cock dangled between his legs like one of those large German sausages that hung from hooks in her local butchers back home. Raul shook his head from side to side sending flecks of water flying away from him before starting to walk away from the pool towards her. After his first step he looked up and stopped abruptly. His eyes locked onto Zara who was sat in the dim shadow of the veranda. They both remained frozen for what seemed like minutes but was only seconds. As he stood there with the raindrops merging into trickles running down his chest, Zara’s gaze shifted from his eyes slowly down over the rest of his body. Raul must’ve been able to see the whites of Zara’s eyes and when he noticed the direction of her stare his demeanor changed. His lips took on a wry smile. He knew she was admiring his physical form and garnering a great deal of pleasure from it. He stood composed like a proud, ancient Greek statue until Zara noticed his dick swell slightly sending a shiver of excitement through her body. Raul walked slowly towards her. The sound of the rain, the lightning and thunder, the crashing waves – all became unnoticeable as this Adonis approached her. Raul stopped directly in front of Zara, his cock hanging tantalizingly just in front of her mouth. He reached out with both of his hands and ran his fingers softly around her ears and through her hair. She felt her mouth moisten and lips quiver preparing to taste the delight in front of her but instead of taking her head and guiding it toward her, Raul took her hands in his and pulled her up from her chair. He said nothing, but words definitely weren’t needed. After slipping his hands gently around her buttocks Raul leaned in and pulled Zara closer to him. Their lips touched while a flash of sheet lightning blanketed the sky as if heralding the approval of the gods. They kissed deeper, longer and stronger. Zara felt the warm breath from Raul’s nostrils as they both gasped for air to fuel their desire whilst not wanting to break this intoxicating union. Raul then pulled away, looked Zara piercingly in the eyes and led her back towards the pool. Zara followed, fearing she would stumble if it wasn’t for Raul’s guiding hands. At the pool edge Raul stopped and turned to face Zara. He reached out his hands and began to slowly unbutton her top. The rain had made it stick to Zara’s skin and in the pale light around the pool she noticed her nipples were protruding wildly beneath the material. After undoing the last button Raul teasingly peeled off Zara’s top. As he pulled it away from her body Zara’s ample firm breasts were freed into the wild night and the full view of Raul. Raindrops splashed upon her large pink nipples sending a wicked tingling feeling through her tits. Raul immediately leaned in and began gorging himself on her firm nubs taking them wildly in his mouth and noisily kissing and sucking them. Zara gulped for air and thrust her chest toward him willing him to devour her. His licking became frantic and at the same time he reached down with his hands and tugged at Zara’s shorts and knickers, pulling them down over her bum. Zara removed her hands from behind Raul’s head and helped push her bottoms down further before finally wriggling her arse, sending her shorts and knickers tumbling to her feet. As she kicked them to one side she felt something hot rubbing against her inner thigh. When she realised what it was she slowly lowered her hand in excited anticipation. Almost immediately she could feel Raul’s cock pulsing against her fingers. She slowly wrapped her digits around it, blissfully taking in its heat and texture. She felt his immense power wrapped inside her hand. Wild thoughts of him being inside her throbbed within her head. She pulled her breasts away from Raul’s mouth and crouched down in front of him. His cock stood proudly in front of her aching to be touched. Zara once again wrapped her fingers around it, lightly at first, delicately stroking the smooth elastic skin back and forth. She then slowly slid her cheek along the side of it from top to bottom, barely making contact and taking in his musty scent. When she reached the bottom just above his ball sack she stuck out her tongue and licked Raul’s rod hungrily all the way to the tip causing him to let out a guttural moan. Her tongue continued its work on his head, teasingly circling all the way around its rim before she playfully slipped the whole of his tip into her mouth. As she kept her lips wrapped around him her tongue darted from side to side and around his rim. She closed her eyes and felt the sheer excitement welling within her as she swallowed down Raul’s salty drops of pre-cum. She took him deeper in her mouth, gliding her lips down his shaft, delighting in the fact she was the cause of his excitement. Deeper and faster she slid her luscious lips up and down his dick. Raul stood, his whole body tense, his back arched with his head thrown back staring up at the sky on the edge of ecstasy. Zara felt a powerful throbbing between her legs and slid her hand down over her belly to her moist slit to attend to it. Her middle finger glided with ease over her sodden pussy lips and she gave out an instinctive moan as she slipped it inside and curled it inwards hitting her g-spot. She sucked Raul’s cock and fingered her pussy in perfect synchronicity keeping them both teetering on the edge of orgasm. Faster and faster her finger slid in an out of her cunt sending waves of pleasure rippling through her body on each swift stroke. Raul began pumping his engorged dick deeper inside Zara’s welcoming mouth, his firm ass cheeks flexing upon each powerful thrust. She could feel the overwhelming tension building within his cock and knew he was on the edge. Zara began to involuntarily buck her hips back and forth causing her clit to grind blissfully against her open palm. Raul let out a stifled groan. As he did, a euphoric ball of pleasure exploded within Zara’s pussy sending orgasmic bursts of bliss through every nerve in her body. She shook with delight as Raul slid his cock from her mouth and splattered streams of his hot, sticky cum all over her face. As his ecstasy faded his dick continued to convulse, pumping out the remains of his liquid desire. Zara bathed in heavenly rapture, basking in the glow of her orgasm. As the final drops of Raul's cum dribbled onto her boobs she reached around and took his firm bronzed buttocks in her hands before leaning into his crotch and devilishly licking his cock clean. As his tool shrunk and his power waned Zara savoured the his sexy taste and swallowed down the remains of his love liquid. Raul lowered himself to his knees and then wrapped his arms around Zara before laying with her on the warm, damp tiled floor. The rain began to abate. Zara clung onto Raul and rested her head upon his chest. His exhausted body radiated heat that warmed Zara’s ear as she listened to his wild heart beat still pounding hard against his chest. Each thump sent deep vibrations through her head and made her feel like herself and him were one entity merged together, bound for eternity and inseparable. Zara wanted to lay there with Raul forever. Stop the world and capture this moment. She knew though that all perfect moments and perfect holidays come to an end. For now though she had one day left and so much more she wanted to do.