Chapter 5 – Chapter 5

"Look at him. Head held high, very nice chest stuck out, looking like he'd swallowed a canary."

Becky had spoken to her Three Bitches cohorts from their usual station, parked at the side of the swimming pool on lounge beds in bikinis that had been destined for much younger women. Karen and Annelise looked up to see that Phil was strutting past them, all smiles, on his way to meet Sergio at the tennis court. He was shirtless and looking mighty fine for a man even ten years younger than he was.

"Yes, I can tell someone got to him and made him happy to be here. Some woman has managed to get into his pants and bed."

Karen and Becky turned to Annelise, who was humming but who wasn't saying anything, just smiling a smug smile.

"You?" Karen accused. "For real?"

"We should have known," Becky chimed in.

Let them think what they want, Annelise mused. I haven't said yes. The evasion is worth them thinking I'm one up on them.

"That leaves Sergio," Becky said, with a sigh, turning her head to the tennis court, where the two men were chattering and laughing, as they moved to opposite sides of the court. "I wouldn't say he's second best."

"But I'd say he's well beyond the charms of any of us," Annelise said. "He looks like he's getting it too, but, from what I hear, it isn't from the likes of any of us. Pity. Such a waste of manflesh."

As the two men started to volley the tennis ball back and forth, Phil admired the physique of the man across from the net from him, his mind going to how his hands had moved over the hard muscles of the Brazilian's body the previous night as Sergio covered him closely and Phil opened his legs to the insistent cock. Who would have known Sergio, at his age, had the stamina to fuck him three times during the night? Phil smiled broadly, feeling twenty years younger, as he dove for a ball. He could have vouched for both Becky's belief that Sergio was "getting it" and Annelise's reply that it wasn't from the likes of the Three Bitches. He could also attest that Sergio wasn't a waste of manflesh. No, not at all.