Dave decided to try to recapture his youth, a last minute long weekend to Ibiza. Dave, 42, recently divorced felt he needed a bit of a pick me up. After a few drinks, and a bit of persuasion from the football team he coached, he booked it. 4 nights with a few of the lads much younger and fitter than him, for a post-season 'bit of carnage' as they put it.
The weekend came, a few beers at the airport, a nap on the plane and they were there. Ibiza, San Antonio, the place had hardly changed since he last came 20 years back on his own football teams tour.
Once they reached the hotel, they all unpacked, freshened up and met at the hotel pool bar. It was around 6.30pm and people were milling in and out from the pool or looking to head out to cafes, restaurants and similar.
"Fuuuck, look at her!" Lucas blurts out as a gorgeous 20 something brunette walks past the group. Her long Sarong tied losely around her slim waist, her long her still wet from her swim. Her bikini top damp. Dave also sight of her, he flushed red as she caught him looking. She smiled politely at him as she stepped into the lift. Dave swigged on his bottle of Corona. All the lads saw this and heckled him. 'The next ex-missus Longstaff, Eh David?" Dave jokes along. If only, he thought to himself.
A few hours later, after food the lads decided to head to a club "Not for me tonight lads, I've had enough, I'm headed back to the hotel, look after yourselves". The guys tried to convince him, but staying out late on night one was too much for Dave.
Dave arrived back at the Hotel bar, he popped in for a quick night cap, chill out by the pool, the sound of the water swirling helped him wind down. He closed his eyes, listening to the noise from the neighbouring bars and clubs. "Hey, do you mind if I sit with you?" A soft voice broke his meditation, he opened his eyes, the brunette stood over him, her face glowing, she wore a long backless summer dress in a light material, thin straps clung to her shoulders showing off her slender neck. He noted an accent. He swallowed hard, her beauty catching in his throat. "Erm, yeah sure. Why not." He smiled and sat up. "Danke" she replied. "German?" He asked. She nodded sipping her drink through a thin straw. "Where from? You're English is seems to be really good" He followed up. Dave knowledge of Germany was quite good, he visited most years, attended many festivals in Bavaria.
"Near Munich, Forchhiem" Dave smiled. "I know it! I've been, beautiful town." She looked shocked, not often people know the smaller towns. She flicked her hair back over her shoulder, Dave caught a smell of her perfume. It made his head swirl. This girl is incredible he thought. She moved closer to him. "Why do you know Forchhiem? Have you been to the Festival? Annafest" Dave relaxed, "Yes! many times".
They spoke for sometime, Dave looked at his watch 1.30am. "Wow! I hadn't noticed the time, its been really great speaking with you. I'm sorry, I have to go back now" He nodded in the general direction of his balcony. She finished her drink, "Will you walk me to my room?" She smiled innocently. "Of course" Dave stood. Anneka, 24 he had learned, stood with him. She looped her arm though his, leaning in tight to him. Dave's heart pounded as they walked to the lift. "Floor Drei" she pressed the button. The doors closed, leaving the hotel lobby behind them, Anneka turned to Dave looking up at him. She smiled, tilted her head and kissed Dave her hand brushing over his penis through his pants. "Come back with me?" She whispered...
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