Choice Tales from the Vale – (380) Christmas with Maid Marion

 

The traditional seaside resort of Sharpington-by-Sea has all the usual things to have a great time by the seaside, a Victorian Pier, seafront hotels, crazy golf, the Palladium ballroom, well maintained gardens, promenade, theatre, and illuminations, as well as amusement arcades and of course the Sharpington Fun Park, but it was the Seaview Hotel that was attracting groups of revellers from every corner of the Finchbottom Vale for the their company Christmas parties, most of them were singletons, and ranged in age from late teens to their early fifties.

Most of the party goers decided to make a weekend of it, looking for love or lust, or a combination of the two.

So those looking for a long weekend arrived in Sharpington on Friday morning and would stay until Sunday, with the party being on Saturday night, which in order to add to the fun was fancy dress.

It was the first time in Sharpington for some of the visitors, but many had been before and a few of them had only been in town for a few hours when they started to see a familiar face or two, at the Hotel, along the prom, in the café and on the pier, although for Olivia Parsley it was no surprise because she had arranged to run into Lee Jackson on Saturday morning because they had started dating two weeks earlier, although they hadn’t done the deed yet.

But that was remedied after the party when Robin Hood would have his wicked way with Maid Marion.

 

Lee got out of bed and left her sleeping and went to the bathroom to get water and Olivia lay serenely in the afterglow, the sweat of earlier passions spent had evaporated and was no more and her tousled blonde hair framed a peaceful face with the orange glow of the bedside light graced her cheeks.
Her eyes were resting, her mouth open slightly and her full lips still moist, and on her pale smooth skin no hint remained of what had passed.
The contortions of orgasm which were earlier etched into her innocent face lingered no more, but they would soon be present again.
She lay in a silk chamise stretched tightly across her breasts showing them in sharp relief.
The cool air from the air conditioner aroused her nipples which then stood proud through the taught silk and she murmured in her sleep and squirmed in unison as her arousal continued elsewhere.
If Lee did not return to the bed her satisfaction would have to be in her own hands but luckily Lee did return moments later and he was himself aroused.