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across the wall to the left, making him
wonder how he'd remained dead to the world so late with such a wash
of light all over him.
    He let out a deep lungful of air and rolled
over onto his back, gazing down the corridor to take in the rest of
the villa and the view out over the pool to the city and the
sea.
    This place was magnificent.
    He could see movement in the pool, and the
only sound in this peaceful morning was Caitlyn apparently doing
laps. Thinking about her swimming, perhaps wearing a bathing suit,
perhaps not, stirred his loins into a late morning erection.
    Had he really made love to her twice last
night? God, he'd been like a teenager again.
    Had they really been imagining that it was
some Spaniard called Marco fucking her at the time?
    Leo chuckled to himself. It had been pretty
wild. They'd never really role-played before. He thought about
fucking Caitlyn as Marco, and his mind started wandering a little,
imagining what it might be like to see the real Marco fucking
her.
    Caitlyn had always seemed so conservative
when it came to affairs of the heart. Even kissing in public had
made her uncomfortable. Yet here, by the shore of the
Mediterranean, she had sat and watched as a couple of strangers had
screwed on a beach right in front of her.
    And later, she'd cheerfully imagined her
boyfriend to be another man - the man she'd witnessed making love -
screwing her himself.
    Maybe it was being on vacation - just the
feeling that they were here only to relax, have a good time,
escaping the pressures of normal life. Their normal standards of
living did not apply.
    What if it had really been Marco fucking
Caitlyn? What if they went down to that hotel wherever he and his
French girlfriend were staying, and she went upstairs with the guy
and really fucked him?
    How would he feel at the knowledge that this
other guy was putting his own hard cock inside Leo's fiancée? She'd
suck him, then let him penetrate her pussy with his obscene foreign
organ.
    The thought of it made Leo feel a little
breathless. What was it that made him feel this fear? He knew
Caitlyn was never going to leave him. It was pure instinct. That
innate sense of dread instilled into him by society that if she got
even a glimmer of a taste of another man, she'd reject him, never
want him again, she'd no longer love him. It was ridiculous.
    And yet somehow, like riding on an extreme
rollercoaster, the thought of busting through that natural
inclination toward fear and paranoia was also somehow
thrilling.
    Lying spread-eagled on the bed, the thin
sheet falling away, his manhood was rock-hard, a rigid staff
proudly aloft, declaring his filthy thoughts to the world.
    What if they did manage to find Marco again,
and Leo actually consented for his fiancée to spend time with
him?
    It was only sex. It wasn't as though he'd
lose her. It wasn't as though she'd no longer want to make love to
him. If she had a wonderful steak, it would never take away her
constant cravings for a good hamburger, or vice versa.
    He laughed as he pulled himself up from the
bed, amusing himself with the question of whether he was the steak
or the burger in his own analogy, and padded out into the kitchen
without bothering to put on clothes.
    "Hey, what about the neighbors?" Caitlyn
called from the pool as he poured himself a glass of ice-cold
orange juice from the fridge, giving his erection a moment to
subside a little before he faced his fiancée.
    She looked highly amused at his lazy nudity,
and then let out a surprised yelp as he casually strolled out into
the warm sunshine, completely unconcerned.
    "Nobody can see," he said, only
half-believing himself. There were bushes and cypress trees to give
them privacy, and these villas were all spaced relatively far apart
- but who could really tell how secluded the pool was? Anyhow, the
feeling of the sun splashing all over him, and the gentle breeze
against his bare body was glorious.
    "You're crazy," Caitlyn said, now launching
herself up