We were sat overlooking the bay when another couple came and sat at the next table. We got talking and Geoff was 66 and his wife, Carol was 63 but she...was in a wheelchair due to a stroke 20 years ago.It seemed that Geoff had to give up his job to care for his wife for 20 years, this was there first holiday for 8 years. As we talked we seem to have a lot in common and had a really good time. After dinner we headed to the bar and Geoff and Carol joined us. A couple of hours later Geoff said. Their long blond and brown hair, their sultry high heels, miniskirts that just covered their bottoms enough to be considered decent, their boobs that filled out their chests so much it was painful for me to gaze upon. I was their age now. I had the body, the boobs, and the looks. I can pull it off. I grabbed the dress of the hanger and threw it into my duffel bag. There, now I’m ready. I heard the horn blow from outside my two-story Victorian style home. I grabbed my luggage and headed outside. Oh, you know, I will get another set of colors too…” Then, from the doorway he whispered, “Get naked and ready. I’ll be right back.” He closed the door and I was alone. I stripped naked except for my socks, and replaced my running shoes when I saw some loose pins on the floor. Plus, I suspected I would need some traction…or I hoped I would…I heard my new blonde friend return and began to stoke myself to harden and give him the right impression. I waited a moment as he seemed to pause and then. James came in wearing his kilt and doublet, carrying his luggage and briefcase. His years in the service, and now as a security advisor, kept him in great physical condition. His broad shoulders in the doublet made him almost look regal. James stepped forward and grabbed Jen's neck, under her auburn hair, and kissed her deeply. "God have I missed you, Jen." In response, Jen put her hand under James's kilt, grabbed his cock, and began to jerk him. With her other hand she deftly unbuttoned his.