“Hello Debbie, no mum this morning?”
Ted sat down beside me without asking, he was carrying a half finished coffee.
“No, I left her sleeping, I think we both had too much to drink last night, I didn’t hear her get in at all. Did you two have a good evening?”
The question appeared to be innocent, but I was watching for a reaction.
Unflinchingly Ted replied, “Yes, I certainly did, she’s good company.”
I read nothing in his face, both of us sipping our coffee.
“I can definitely see where you get your good looks from.”
Now was this just an observation, or just conversation, or was it flirting? Ted was sitting right next to me and looking intently into my eyes without looking away at all.
For a few seconds I held his gaze, feeling my heart suddenly race. Telling myself to get real I replied, “I guess we look similar, good genes I suppose.”
When I looked up he was still staring, and I knew then that this was definitely flirting.
Gathering my thoughts very quickly, I thought of mum’s feelings. If she’d had sex with this guy the night before, and he was a ‘player,’ then she would get hurt. But why was I excited by a much older man apparently hitting on me?
“Lucky me then.”
He continued, “I said I’d see Jenny in the pool later, if you go back and she’s awake, remind her please.”
“I will,” I replied, as he placed his hand briefly on my thigh, squeezing it as he got up and left.
My mind was racing, Ted was definitely making it clear he fancied me, completely inappropriately, but he didn’t seem to care about that. I knew I had to go back upstairs and find out from mum about the night before.
“Oh my god, my head!” was the first thing that mum said as I entered the room.
“I’ve got to take a shower, maybe that will make me feel better.”
“Maybe you should,” I replied, “you look pretty awful.”
I let her disappear and went out onto the balcony overlooking the pool and leaned on the railings. I could see the sun loungers filling up, and actually saw Ted appear and sit close to where he had sat the day before.
I heard mum still moaning as she exited the bathroom.
“Oh god, get me a bottle of water from the minibar please Debbie, I’ve got these paracetamols, I need something.”
“So I take it you had a good night? What time did you get back?”
“I’m not sure, about one I think.”
I didn’t comment about the lie, but decided to just come out with it, “Did you sleep with him?”
I knew the answer straightaway from the lack of eye contact and the flushed face.
“Debbie, I don’t ask you every time you come back from meeting someone.”
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’ then. Was it good?”
“Oh stop it.”
She tried to bring the line of questioning to an end so she added, “actually very good, now shut up about it… please!”
I giggled and decided to relent.
“I saw him at breakfast, he asked me to remind you about meeting him by the pool this morning.”
“Ohhhh god I can’t, I feel like death. Can you tell him I’ll meet him for lunch? That’s if you’re going down?”
“Ok, I’ll tell him you’ve got a hangover and it’s his fault, but I might feel a bit embarrassed.”
“Why?”
“You know perfectly well why.”
“Ok, but thanks, tell him I’ll meet him about one thirty, now just let me close my eyes.”
Mum flopped backwards onto her bed and I got changed into my bikini. Guiltily I knew exactly which one to choose, the white one, knowing perfectly well the way it looked when it got wet. Fortunately mum didn’t see, and when I’d got my robe on and collected my things I left for the pool.
Ted waved and I walked over to give him mum’s message.
“She’s feeling rather hungover, but she said she’ll definitely meet you for lunch if that’s ok, one thirty.”
Ted didn’t look particularly disappointed, but then tapped the empty lounger beside him.
“You can sit here, I was saving it for Jenny.”
I couldn’t really refuse so I put my stuff down and with Ted staring, I took my robe off.
I felt slightly uncomfortable, but my heart beat told another story. Delicately I sat down, then stretched out while Ted tried not to be too obvious in his surreptitious glances.
A few minutes later Ted spoke again, “I’m going in for a swim, are you coming Debbie?”
“No, not yet, I may go and sit in the jacuzzi for a while.”
With that Ted took off and did his customary dive into the deep end. It was blisteringly hot and one of the two jacuzzis was empty, so I walked to the end of the pool where they were situated, and climbed in.
In seconds a deeply tanned Spaniard climbed in beside me, followed by another who sat uncomfortably close on the other side. The chat up lines began and all I wanted to do was relax. I tried to be polite, but the relentless banter went on and on and I was ready to get out when Ted appeared and got in opposite me.
He had completely read the situation and immediately said, “Come here darling, come and sit with me.”
Catching his surreptitious wink I half stood up, then crouching, I moved to sit down beside him. Putting his arm around me and leaning in he kissed my neck, saying loudly, “I’ve missed you, you left me in bed alone?”
The two guys got the hint and so confused by our obvious age difference got out, leaving and muttering something in Spanish.
We both burst out laughing, “I think you’d better take your arm away now, if mum sees us she’ll get the wrong idea!”
Ted did remove his arm, but kept up a jokey, flirty response.
Mimicking a spurned lover he exaggerated his voice, “Ohhhh, when I woke up and the bed was empty…”
“Stop it, the acting’s over, but thanks, I was getting uncomfortable with those two.”
Even though he no longer had his arm around me, his thigh was up against mine under the bubbling water, and I wasn’t moving away. It felt strangely naughty flirting with the guy who’d fucked my mum just hours before. Of course the bubbles made sitting still difficult, and the friction between us seemed to make the skin on skin more obvious.
“It was fun though, those two must be thinking what’s he got that we haven’t?”
“It’s usually money I guess,” my reply came naturally.
“Well it’s not that, I’m sorry to disappoint you Debbie,” he said chuckling.
“Anyway, I’m not your girlfriend, you’re seeing my mother!”
There was a heavy pause before Ted replied, “Indeed, but it doesn’t stop me wishing!”
“Ted!” I retorted, “that’s so bad, you’re old enough to be my… well at least my dad!”
He smiled and squeezed my arm under the water, “I can have my little fantasies,” adding sadly, “I think we’d better get out before your mum sees us. You’d better go first otherwise I’ll embarrass myself.”
“What do you mean?”
I looked puzzled, “You only want to ogle my ass!”
“Not exactly although that would be nice, but it might make me look worse than I am.”
Still puzzled I watched him stand up. His swimming shorts were at water level and he adjusted them with both hands, but not before I saw the partial erection outlined by the clinging fabric.
“Oh, I see,” embarrassed because i shouldn’t have said anything, I stared a moment too long.
“You’ve had an effect… I apologise if I’ve made you feel awkward, but you’re an attractive girl.”
This was blatant flirting, and rather than continue a conversation that was a bit too intimate, I clambered out.
Nothing was said as we walked back to our loungers. We both picked up our towels and dried ourselves in silence. When I sat down and began applying my sun cream Ted spoke again.
“Sorry, I really went a bit too far there. You must think I’m the sort of guy your mum shouldn’t be with.”
“That’s up to her,” I replied, “we’re both grown women, at least I call myself that.. I’m only eighteen.”
“I’ll try not to flirt with you again, I’m sorry.”
I did chuckle and shouldn’t have added, “It’s flattering, it makes me feel good, a proper ‘grown up,’ and you did rescue me. If I need you again like that, I’ll yell.”
“A deal, just don’t let your mother know about our secret then.”
“Hmmmm, then don’t hurt her.”
It was a simple comment, but one I was finding it difficult to foresee in my own mind.
I found mum up and about and refreshed, when I returned to our room around one ‘o clock.
“I’ll let you have lunch with Ted alone, I’ve chatted to him this morning, he seems a nice bloke.”
“Yes I saw you from the balcony, you know that white bikini is worse than your other one, I bet he didn’t know where to look.”
“He was the perfect gentleman, he only looked occasionally!”
“Stop it Debbie, you’re as bad a flirt as I was once.”
“You were once! My god you’ve been really turning it on with him!”
“Ok, ok, truce, thanks for letting me go alone, but what are you going to do for something to eat?”
“I wasn’t going to have anything, I’ll eat tonight, I was thinking of going to the spa, to see what it’s like.”
With that mum left, and I looked in the room folder with info about the hotel facilities.
As it turned out the spa was fun. I’d not been to one before so I used the steam room and had my first ever massage, given by a girl who I gathered in broken English was from Thailand. After two and a half hours I was totally relaxed.
Mum was nowhere to be seen, so I sat on the large veranda and read my book along with a cold beer. Around five ‘o clock both mum and Ted appeared and joined me. Ted went to the bar while mum sat beside me.