OK this is my first attempt at erotic writing so any constructive critism is welcome but please, be gently. Some of this story is based on true events, others not so much - I'll let you decide, unless you actually ask me ... ______________________________ 1. This is my story of a holiday I took a couple of years ago. I had planned to go with my then-girlfriend for our 2 year anniversary until she decided that she didn't want to be with me anymore. She cited reasons like she had "never been good enough for me" and that she "needed to be free" but I knew that it was basically because she didn't find me attractive any more and that she had a crush on one of my then-friends. If I'm being honest I don't think that she ever really loved me but that's another story. This one starts in Palma airport in Majorca in late September. Like I said, I had planned to go with her till she dumped me. I'd already arranged time off work so I figured I could either cancel, and get hardly any money back, stay at home and stew over things, or I could just go on holiday on my own. So I decided to on my own. I arrived at my hotel to find that the weather was not what would be expected; in fact it was like I had brought the British weather with me. To top it off, my resort was out in the middle of nowhere and full of couples. Basically this holiday has just gone from bad to worse. For the first few nights I just sat at the hotel bar and got drunk in the evening, whilst during the day I either walked around the immediate area or sat reading in my room. Finally on the 4th day the weather picked up briefly and I decided to get the bus to S'Arenal to try and find some 'fun'. I went to the beach and found that their were lots of young people around, but again mostly couples. However, I persevered and stayed there till the evening, hitting a few bars and trying to meet some new people, with some disappointing results. I had finally given up thinking that I could have any fun on this holiday, resigned and sat on a wall next to the beach. I heard footsteps behind me but didn't really take any notice till the person sat on the wall near me and asked for a light. Almost automatically I reached for me Zippo before realising that I didn't have it with me. Turning to the person I apologised, "Sorry, I don't ..." Whatever thought I had running through my head at that moment suddenly left as I was confronted by what I can only describe as the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Now I'm exactly ugly, but this woman was way out of my league. I'm about 5'8 with short brown hair and blue eyes with an athletic build that I've worked hard to achieve, I take care of myself but I was not gifted with the good-looks of a movie-star for example. This woman would out-shine Angelina Jolie and she was talking to me. I couldn't really tell because was sat down, but she looked taller than me with brown hair that covered her shoulder and framed a beautiful face with piercing green eyes. Her figure hugging outfit revealed a slim yet curvy frame, with breasts much larger than would be expected for her frame and long toned legs. "That's OK, it's a disgusting habit anyway," as she slid the thin stick back into the packet and her lips curled slightly at one side into a sly smile. "I noticed you've been alone all evening and I was just wondering why?" "Well ... erm, it's a little embarrassing really." I felt my face become warm and wondered why I was blushing. "Come on, it can't be that bad," as she moved closer to me, her leg brushing against mine. "Well, I was supposed to be her with my girlfriend ..." "Oh ... I see." "... but she decided that she didn't think I was attractive another anymore so she left me last week. So I decided since I'd already taken time off work and booked it, I'd come here on my own. Not sure if it was such a good idea anymore." "I think it's brave ... coming on holiday on your own. I don't think I could do it." "Brave? Huh, hadn't thought about like that before. I'm Dean by the way," I held out my hand. She smiled and offered hers to me. "Emma." We sat there for a few minutes in silence just looking out at the sea before I finally broke. "So what made you come out here and start talking me?" "Well, I was interested as to why you seemed to be here all alone. I saw you trying to talk to people and not getting very far and I thought that someone on holiday shouldn't look that unhappy." "Oh, sympathy. Thanks," I laughed softly, looking down at my feet. She laughed softly, with me or at me I couldn't be sure. "Well yeah. I noticed you this morning on the beach trying to talk to people. I guess they can be quite insular when they're on holiday. Then I saw you on your own again in the bar and since you haven't noticed that someone has been staring at you more or less all day I decided to break the ice." Slowly her hand slid over my thigh as she leaned over and kissed me softly on the cheek. I flinched as her lips made contact, moving away slightly. "OK, what's going on? You're on a dare right, where are you mates hiding?" She stared blankly at me and I remember thinking that she was either a brilliant actress or I had just completely blown it. "What do you mean?" "No-one as beautiful as you just randomly hits on some schmuck like me sat on his own, it just doesn't happen." I saw a flash of anger in her face before she looked out at the sea and I realised what that must have sounded like and I muttered a soft *Shit!* to myself. "Look, I've been played like this before so I just assumed ... well it was nice meeting you." I rose to my feet and was about to walk away when she grabbed my hand. "Not all women are bitches you know," she stood up in front of me; she must have been about 5'10 in her moderate heels. "I can see that you've been hurt, don't take it out on all of us, OK?" Slowly she smiled and began to walk further onto the beach, leading me onto the sand. As we reached the water edge she turned and kissed my lips, her hands running over my shoulders and down my back. I kissed her back as our tongues danced against one another, my hands on her hips and I felt myself harden as our bodies pressed together. I felt her lips curl into a smile and a 'Mmmm' come from her as she ground her herself against me as I pulled her hips towards me. Pushing me back towards one of the many umbrellas on the beach, she pressed me down onto the sand and her hand began to fumble with the zip on my shorts. I unsnapped the button as she reached in and gingerly pulled out my now-throbbing cock. "Mmm, oh my!" she exclaimed.