Color - Monica in the pool. (Patreon)

The rays of the warm Port Solei sun reached Monica's statuesque figure as she made her way to the hotel pool. It had been almost 5 years since her last visit and she wanted to make the most of her stay. She proceeded to enjoy a nice dip, relaxed a bit in the water, and eventually decided to lounge in the sun to get a nice tan. Unfortunately, a shadow of a young woman would eventually block the sun, and her relaxation along with it.

"Hello, excuse me… have you seen a pink phone around here?” the young woman said. “I had it this morning and I just can’t seem to find it.”

"Eh… no, not really,” said Monica, doing her best to avert her eyes from the ample cleavage the young woman had on display. “Uh, but if I see anything I’ll let you know!”

“Thanks!” she said before continuing the search. Monica watched her hips sway as she left the pool area to search elsewhere for her phone. She was all alone… and she had quite the erection. She couldn’t help it if she “appreciated” the young woman’s beauty so much.

She looked left, looked right. No one was there. She had the whole pool to herself. “Well, normally I’d just wait to “cool down” but since I have the place to myself…”

She brought a hand up, tugging at her hair, and felt her head separate from her neck cleanly.  The sensation always gave her a bit of a rush. Her lower hands slowly inched down her bikini, letting her erection free. She licked her lips at the sight.

“Time for a snack,” she said as she lowered her lips over her penis. She gently bobbed her head up and down as another set of hands rubbed at her vagina. It didn’t take long. Being double stimulated along with the thrill of pleasuring herself in a public place made her c um furiously in a matter of minutes. She swallowed it all so as not to leave any evidence of her "crime." She placed her head on her neck again and stood from her lounge, figuring it was time to go get dressed.

"Vacations bring out the worst in me," she said laughing. She was about to go back to her room when she spotted a spot of pink in the bushes behind the footrest. Sifting through the leaves, she found what she could only assume was the young woman’s phone.

"I guess I get to see her one more time," she said smiling. She wrapped a towel around her waist, just in case, and headed toward reception.