Paul is my best friend he is from a well off family and he turned up at my house one day in June and asked if i wanted to head out to Portugal with hi... for the summer, His parents had a 2 bedroom villa out there and they were not planning on going out there this year, He had convinced them it would be a good idea if the 2 of us went out there to look after the place for the summer and get bar jobs when we were there to pay our way, i sat there listening to him explain how he had convinced them. Just turn right when you leave the dock and you can't miss it. It's got the sign with the big 'Y' on it. Enjoy yourselves and your taste of the best of Brightland."The Sailors wandered down the gangplank boasting to each other about the things they had done and joking about other things they were seen doing. Margaret followed them and was happy when they went into Yancy's. 'A happy Sailor is a drinking Sailor', Margaret mused. The Sailors sat at a table and asked the barman to have a pitcher of. They continue to watch me intently for a moment before they both start tapping their phones.Oh my. This could get really interesting.I glance at other windows and see blinds slide open and faces look out. There have to be people in almost fifteen windows looking at me and the number of windows is growing.Then, I see other men and women joining my two original flashees at their windows. The same begins to happen at other windows too.My God! This is quite the crowd.My heart is pounding. I can. But i picked them up and sniffed them... mmm...smelt her musky woman smell.My cock got hard and i wanked myself slowly...i looked inside..and seen her stains...wow...shot my cum over them. Cum everywhere...her knickers,my hand,even my arm and thighs.I used her knickers to wipe them...threw back into the basket..thought no more about it.That night when i came home,she was waiting for me in the sitting room.Her arms folded and scowling at me. "William,(fuck..i know i'm in trouble when she calls.