Authors note: This story was written for the story prompt ‘On the Job’ and is also the third installment in the “Summer Series”. I hope that you enjoy it and once you finish, I’d particularly appreciate it if you would give it a rating. Also if you have any feedback or if you have other ideas for Summer stories please let me know.
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Summer had hoped to relax on the plane ride down from Reagan National Airport, but between being buffeted by turbulence on the one hand and the fat guy in the seat next to her on the other, she felt like that plan was doomed to failure.
“Fortunately, money is not a problem for me, so I always fly first class,” he was telling her for the fourth or fifth time.
“How about you, Missy? Is this your first time up here in first class? I gotta tell you that you are waaaay too pretty to have to work for a living. I’ll bet that someone else bought you your ticket down to the island, didn’t they?” he blabbered.
Summer smiled and maintained her composure despite the pompous ass sitting next to her. She reached into her purse, pulled out the noise-canceling earbuds she bought just before taking this trip, and with obvious ceremony, inserted them to drown out any further commentary.
The rest of her flight to St. Lucia was uneventful except for the occasional spasms of turbulence that wracked the plane from time to time. After another hour, the aircraft descended out of scattered clouds, and Summer marveled at the emerald green water below them. As they continued their descent, a lush tropical island loomed before her, and finally, they landed in Hewanorra International Airport.
Her excitement built as she stood in the line to be processed through customs in the small airport. It had been nearly six months since she had seen Luke, and she was shocked when he asked her to meet him in St Lucia for a week on short notice. She was sure that after he had been assigned to his new post, wherever it was, that she would not see him again. He said that in his capacity with the State Department, he was severely restricted on the contact he was allowed with those outside his operational area and that the State Department had the right to move him from one post to another as they saw fit.
When she first met him, he had just moved to DC, and she had no idea that he was beholding to so many restrictions, but frankly, even if she were aware, she wouldn’t have done anything differently.
Luke was exceptional, and she knew it.
The way he made her feel; appreciated, respected, sexy, smart, the list went on and on, was profoundly different than any other man she had ever met. And when it came to sex, well, to put it simply, he blew her mind.
Sex was always exciting and steamy with him. He was selfless and liked to focus on her pleasure which made it easy to focus on his so that there was an unspoken but mutual goal of maximizing the experience for one another. Whether that was through some lite bondage, role-playing, good old-fashioned romantic escapades, or down and dirty fucking didn’t matter, and they had tried it all, or so she thought.
The realization that she was in a tropical paradise didn’t really set in until she was finally done with the customs and immigration screening. The first clue was the temperature, and the second was the incredible abundance of colorful flowers which seemingly grew out of thin air.
Back home in DC, it was about 55 degrees, which, while not all that cold, was nowhere near the 80-degree mark there in St. Lucia, and flowers adorned some part of almost every surface that she could see. She had done some research on St. Lucia before she left DC, and as Summer stood in front of a giant map of the 230 sq. mile island, complete with the ubiquitous’ you are here’ arrow, she came to appreciate the mountainous geography of the island.
Vieux Fort, home to the Hewanorra International Airport, is located on the southeast coast of the island, and Soufriere, where she was going, is about mid-way up the western coast. Although only about 15 miles away, as the crow flies, Soufriere is located at the base of an ancient and now extinct volcano in a very mountainous part of the island with few roads in place to get her there.
Her anticipation grew as she followed the signs towards the terminal’s transportation area, and she thought about seeing Luke once again. As she walked out of the terminal’s restricted customs area, she passed several men holding up signs with names written on them. These were obviously drivers seeking their passengers, and as she walked, she smiled at one of the signs that read, ‘Miss Summer’.
Walking up to the man holding the sign, she asked.
“My name is Summer. Is that sign for me?”
“Yes, miss! I was given this photo and asked to pick you up to take you to the resort,” said the man holding up a small photo of her.
His stunningly white teeth were in stark contrast to his ebony skin, and his smiling eyes told the tale of a genuinely happy person. He handed the photo to Summer and reached out to take the suitcase from her.
The photo was one of those that you get at an amusement park in one of the photo booths where for one buck, you sit in a little curtained-off space while it takes photos of you in sequence. In this particular photo, there was her unmistakable face with a big ear-to-ear smile on it and the face of a brown-haired man cupping her face while he made’ mouth farts on her cheek. As she looked at the photo, she couldn’t help but smile, remembering back to the day that they had both played hooky to go to Kings Dominion, an amusement park about 90 minutes south of DC.
They rode every roller coaster in the park three times that day, once from the front seat, once from the back seat, and again from whichever seat offered the best ride. Then at the end of the day, when the sun had set, and they were getting ready for the drive back home, they picked their favorite two coasters to ride in the inky blackness of the night sky. The last ride they took was on a roller coaster called the “Dominator,” and while they were hurling through the ride’s loops and twists, fireworks went off in the night sky above them. It was so beautiful that she remembered wondering if it was a hallucination and whether anyone else was sharing the experience. When she glanced in his direction, she found him looking back at her, seemingly asking the same question.
Now here she was on a tropical island in the beautiful Caribbean Sea staring at a photo of Luke’s face with the genuine prospect of seeing him in the next hour, and all of a sudden, she simply couldn’t be patient anymore.
Her driver led her to a large canary yellow Cadillac, and when her new friend stopped to open the door for her, she asked him his name.
“Monty, Miss Summer, my name is Monty,” he said, and his effervescent smile was so contagious that she couldn’t imagine anyone not surrendering to it.
“Thank you, Monty!” she said as she slipped into the white leather interior of the big Caddy.
“No problem Miss Summer. No problem at all,” he returned.
As they drove past white sand beaches, bright sun-washed cottages, and lush green forests, Monty told her about the history of’ his’ island. It was a history of conquest and oppression and the steel will of a people that would not be subjugated by others regardless of military might or economic prowess. First the Spaniards, then French, then the British, then the French again. Back and forth, the island nation traded hands as one empire after another tried to force-fit it into their portfolio of colonial conquest.
Still, neither the local Carib Indians nor the transplanted African slaves would sit by idly and be ruled by men that had only a passing interest in this small jewel of an island with one foot in the Atlantic Ocean and the other in the Caribbean Sea. Finally, in 1924 the island was able to put a representative government in place. With much hard effort in the ensuing years, the island nation declared its independence once and for all in 1979.
Monty also recounted the devastation of the hurricane that hit the island 18 months ago and how it decimated the banana plantations. Bananas are the number one export and are the lifeblood of Saint Lucia, so the loss of that revenue and the loss of the jobs associated with those plantations were severe, he explained. The tourist industry was also affected because most of the island’s resorts along the island’s eastern side were severely damaged, including the main deep-water cruise ship port. Monty assured her that most of the resorts were back in operation, and the one they were heading to was in pristine condition. Still, they appreciated every single vacationer that came to the island.
Monty was a riveting storyteller, and his quirky dialect made him doubly enjoyable to listen to, so the 45-minute trip from the airport to the outskirts of Soufriere went by in a flash. Even though she was listening, Summer’s mind was preoccupied because she was about to see her lover again, and no story, no matter how compelling, could quench the thirst she had for the taste of her lover’s lips.
As they pulled up to a small, bright pink bungalow, the big Caddy came to a stop, and her heart began to race until it felt like it might actually leap from her chest.
“Are we here, Monty?” she asked as he opened her door then went to the back of the car to retrieve her suitcase from the expansive trunk.
“Yes, Miss Summer,” he said.
As Monty opened the door for her to enter the colorful bungalow, she realized almost instantly that Luke was not there. The lights were too dim, the little house was too quiet, and his’ presence’ was missing. There was, however, an envelope sitting on the round kitchen table beneath a large vase filled with flowers, that had her name written on it. She recognized his tilted, loopy handwriting instantly and tore at the edge of the envelope to free the trapped note inside. Staring at it lovingly, she read it aloud.
My love,
I am so glad that you made it here on such short notice, and I am sorry that I cannot be there to greet you in person, but as you are aware, things with my employer are complicated, to say the least. I’ve hired Monty to be your chauffeur and tour guide, and I’m sure that he will take good care of you. As for me, I need to attend to some business today and will see you tomorrow afternoon. Monty knows what the plan is and where to meet me, so relax and trust him, and we will finally be together once again come tomorrow.
The community you are in has excellent amenities, and Monty will tell you about them after you are done reading this, so I want you to pamper yourself a little tonight then get some sleep so that you are rested up tomorrow for when we meet again.
Eternal love,
-L-
With that, she looked up to find Monty’s smiling face staring back at her, and his unassuming, easy nature put her disappointment at ease.
Monty explained that the resort community she was staying in had exclusive rights to a series of beaches, and there were many activities that she could take advantage of if she so desired. He ran the list by her, and it included: horseback riding, windsurfing, snorkeling, fishing, hiking, parasailing, waterskiing, jet-skiing, volleyball, tennis, golf, and there was a full-service spa on the premises as well. As she considered the options laid out before her, she felt a rumble in her stomach, and for the first time since landing, Summer realized that she hadn’t eaten since before she left DC that morning.
She was hungry.
“All of those options sound great, Monty, but where can a girl get something to eat around here?” she asked.
“That’s easy, Miss Summer,” he said in his lyrical accent. “There is a very nice restaurant here in the resort, and there are many restaurants in Soufriere, but this cabana is stocked with food, and if you would like, I can whip you up something tasty pretty quick!”
How could she resist such a charming offer, she thought to herself, and with a smile, Summer told him that she would be delighted to eat whatever he had in mind for her. His smile widened, and even more of his brilliantly white teeth shone through as he accepted her offer, and off he went to the kitchen to prepare her something to eat.
It was only 3:00 in the afternoon, Summer realized, but she had been on the go since 6:00 am and felt grimy from all of her travels, so after putting her clothes away, she jumped in the shower to freshen up a bit before she ate. Feeling clean and refreshed from her shower, the first order of business was to slip into something comfortable. As she pulled on a yellow sundress that flattered her figure and highlighted her tan skin, she caught wind of the amazing smell of food cooking in her kitchen.
Monty had made her the best seafood Jambalaya she had ever tasted, and after filling herself up on its intoxicating menagerie of flavors, she was ready for a nap. When she woke, she decided to take a walk and check out the facilities. Summer asked Monty about the resort’s layout, then put on some sandals and headed out the door in the general direction of the beach.
All of the bungalows she passed were about the same size as hers which included a master bedroom with an attached bath, a small guest bedroom, a living/dining area, a bathroom, and a kitchen, all on one level. Hers was painted pink, but others were sky blue, lime green, canary yellow, and orange cream.
All of them had lush green lawns and were adorned with flowering plants and vines clinging to trellises attached to their exteriors. There were bicycles in the side yards of every bungalow, Summer passed, but few had cars parked out in front.
After about 10 minutes of walking in the sun’s general direction, she came across a much larger building still only one story tall but painted white and approximately four times the size of the bungalow’s she had been passing. Like all of the other buildings, it was covered in flowering vines and lush tropical plants, making it look somewhat like it had grown out of the earth itself. As she turned the corner and came to the front of it, there was a sign painted with black letters that simply read ‘SPA.’
The building looked so clean and inviting that she decided to look inside and see what services they offered. As she entered the front door, she was approached by two young ladies wearing white cotton dresses, both of whom had perfect bronze skin and exotic features that reminded her of the ancient Egyptian statues she had seen in museums as a kid.
“Good afternoon Miss,” they said in unison as they smiled up at her from behind a wooden counter.
Their friendly smiles reminded her of her new friend Monty, and she couldn’t help but smile in return.
“Good afternoon, girls. I’m curious about what services you offer,” Summer said.
One of the girls excused herself, then turned and left via a door in the back of the small counter area while the other girl pointed to the list of services on a sign located over her shoulder.
“This is a list of our services Miss and here is a brochure,” she said, sliding a trifold brochure across the counter.
The services that the spa offered were pretty typical, and as Summer read the sign, she thought that she could use a good soak and a massage to ease her tired muscles.
“There are no prices listed on your sign,” Summer said. “How much would a facial, a warm soak, and a massage cost?” She asked.
“All of our services are included as a part of your resort package Miss,” the pretty young girl said.
“Are you terribly busy right now?” Summer asked, thinking that perhaps she would pamper herself as Luke suggested.
“All of the services are immediately available, Miss, and I can take care of you right now, or you can schedule something for later if you wish,” the young girl said.
“Thank you, what’s your name?” Summer asked.
“Molly, Miss,” Molly said.
“Well, Molly, my name is Summer, and it’s nice to meet you,” she said.
“I’m interested in taking advantage of your services now if that’s alright with you?” Summer said.
“All right, Miss Summer, but may I suggest the Calypso package? It includes all of our most popular services, including a manicure, a pedicure, special exfoliant herbal salts, and the most divine suite of massages imaginable,” Molly said.
“Sure, why not?” said Summer, and the smile on Molly’s face was radiant.
Molly pressed on a small bell sitting on the countertop, and her twin came back through the small door behind the counter.
“This is my sister Mary. She’ll take you back and get you started,” Molly said.
“Hi Mary, I’m Summer,” Summer said as Mary stepped around the counter, took her by the hand, and led her through another door deeper into the spa.
An hour later, Summer, feeling unabashedly pampered, found herself wrapped in a white bath towel lying face down on a large massage table. The temperature was warm, and her skin felt like it was actually glowing in the dim light of the room. She was so relaxed that she struggled to keep her eyes open while she waited for the masseur to arrive.
Summer’s eyes opened at the sharp clicking sound of the door latch coming to life, followed by the soft sounds of a pair of shoes treading on the tile floor. Her anticipation mounted as she heard some muffled commotion from the vicinity of a table situated up against the wall and finally a subtle movement of the massage table as her masseur leaned over it to begin her treatment.
His hands were warm as they made initial contact with her neck muscles just below her ears. He pressed in with fingertips on both sides of her neck and made small clockwise circular motions stimulating blood flow to her sore muscles. Down a quarter of an inch, his strong fingers slid, and he repeated the process of the strong circular motions. Again, and again, he slid his fingers a little south and repeated the motions bringing soothing relief to the tension that had built up in her neck from the long trip this morning and even longer separation from her lover.
“Mmmmmmm!” she moaned as he worked on her elegant neck.
From the base of Summer’s dainty ears to the triangular-shaped deltoid muscles connecting her neck to her shoulders, he meticulously kneaded every inch of her neck until she was so relaxed that she seriously doubted that she could manage to hold her head up.
As he continued to massage her neck and upper shoulders, she felt an inner peace flood her senses, and in her mind’s eye, she saw lights and bright colors begin to mushroom out like a multi-dimensional kaleidoscope. Reveling in the sensations of her exquisite massage and the lights dancing before her eyes, she came to a sudden realization that she recognized this masseur’s technique, and a vision of her lover’s face swirled into her consciousness.
“Is it you?” she asked, and her voice seemed like it had come from a very long distance away.
“Yes, princess, it is me,” came the reply from the warm and comforting voice of her long-departed lover.
“I finished up early and came to find you,” she heard him say through the gauzy fog that shrouded her mind, and as though those words were the code words from a hypnotist, she allowed herself to fall into a deep and profound trance.
He continued manipulating her neck muscles for another fifteen minutes until all of her tension had been drained away, and then moving to the side table, he retrieved a bottle of clear liquid. He checked the thermostat on the wall and bumped the room temperature up a few degrees to make sure that she wouldn’t get cold; then, he returned to the table where she lay prone, breathing deeply, lost in a trance induced by his strong fingers.
He peeled open the thick white towel exposing Summer’s torso and was awestruck by the beauty of her back. It was muscular and firm yet smooth and supple at the same time. It was an athlete’s back. Her fairly broad shoulders narrowed to perfection at her waist before rounding out at her hips, and her heart shaped ass was nothing short of spectacular.
The occasional beauty mark dotted her smooth tan skin, and he had the sudden urge to plant gentle kisses on each of them. Instead, he opened the bottle and poured some of the contents into his free hand. After waiting a short time for the liquid to warm up, he drizzled it on her sublime back, starting at the intersection of her shoulder blades and moving downwards to the small of her back. Then pouring more of the fragrant liquid into his hand, he proceeded to drizzle it across the top of her back from shoulder to shoulder.
Satisfied that he had enough of the oily substance to begin, he placed the bottle back on the table. Starting at the base of her neck, he began to work the scented oil into her tired muscles.
Summer began to emerge from her trance when the warm towel was pulled open, exposing her back to the open air of the room. The sensation of a warm liquid cascading onto her back focused her attention more, but she still managed to keep her eyes closed. Almost immediately after she felt the warm liquid slither down her spine, she noticed an aroma that was not present moments ago, and while it seemed familiar, she couldn’t quite give it a name.
She thought it was some kind of flower or perhaps an herb of some sort, but she wasn’t sure. As Summer laid there contemplating the scent, she became aware that she was no longer in a dreamy trance-like state, but instead, she felt alert and somewhat energized. She breathed deeply, and the scent of the fragrant liquid permeated her senses, seemingly elevating her awareness and energy level further as she relaxed, awaiting his strong hands.
“Do you smell that my love?” he asked softly, respectful of the silence he was invading.
“That’s Ylang Ylang, an essential oil that has been used for centuries to reduce stress, energize the mind and enhance erotic passions. Do you feel it?” he asked.
“Mmmmm,” she murmured.
“Good, good. Just relax, and I’ll take you places where you haven’t been before,” Luke said.
Luke began smoothing out her skin by spreading the warmed oil over Summer’s back with large circular motions starting at her spine and moving outwards to the left and then to the right. As his flattened hands pressed the slippery substance into her sore muscles, her skin glistened, and the room filled with the fragrance of the exotic plant.
Once Luke was satisfied that her back and neck were sufficiently coated in oil from her hairline to the base of her ass, he began the massage in earnest by pressing down firmly and pulling outwards from her spine in a circular motion. Press, pull, and circle to the left. Press, pull, and circle to the right. Down a couple of inches and repeat.
When he got to the base of her ass, he pressed more of his weight onto his arms and changed over to smaller, faster circles with the heel of his hand. Luke focused on a triangular area between her hip bones and the point where the crack of her spectacular ass began. Then it was back to the base of her neck and press, pull, and slide to the left. Press, pull and slide to the right. Down a couple inches and repeat. He continued this routine for about fifteen minutes. It had the desired effect of draining away the tension in her muscles accumulated during Summer’s trip down, readying her for the next phase of the massage.
“Ungh!” she groaned under her breath as he pressed the heel of his hand firmly onto the small of her back and began to make quick circular motions.
Press, press, press, press, each small circle forced her hips into contact with the padding of the massage table, heightening her awareness of the warmth growing in her pubic region. Then up to the shoulders, pressure, circle left; pressure, circle right; down and repeat. Over and over again.
The heightened sense of awareness brought on by the intoxicating aroma of the scented oil gave her clarity to the fact that all of the tension and stress that was locked up in the muscles of her back had slowly evaporated.
Now that the tensions of Summer’s trip were released, she began to be aware of other more subtle side effects of the pressure and movement inherent in his technique. Specifically, she felt a growing sensitivity and tingling in her breasts as he pressed down on her back and pulled her torso to the left and then to the right. She kept her eyes closed as the sensations in her breasts and crotch began to glow like the embers of a small fire that has the potential to become a raging inferno.
Her skin glowed pink from the friction of his muscular hands as they moved tirelessly over her sculptured back, releasing the stress and tension pent up there. He poured more of the scented oil into his palms to warm it before it touched her smooth skin, and as he applied the additional oil, he used his fingertips and thumbs to work the relaxed muscles more vigorously than before.
He pressed firmly into the muscle tissue making small circular motions with all of his fingers at once so that in contrast to the large sweeping movements of his previous technique, intended to stretch and align the muscle fibers, these movements were disruptive, invigorating, and intended to increase blood flow.
As he reached her lower back, he warmed up some additional oil and applied it liberally to her firm ass and toned muscular legs. Beginning with her left leg, he massaged and kneaded the scented oil into her ass, and then separating her legs slightly, he continued using both hands to slowly work down from her upper thigh to her heart-shaped calf muscle pausing to pay special attention to the muscles in her feet. As he continued with her right leg, he became aware of a burning sensation in his hands and forearms from the intensity of his efforts.
As she lay there, face down and eyes closed, on the padded massage table, she couldn’t help but marvel at his strength and stamina. She had lost track of time in the strictest sense of the word, but she was still aware that he had been working on her torso and legs for a long time. The intense pulsating massage he had been giving her back had the added effect of stimulating her breasts and pussy to the point that she was moist.
Now that he was manipulating her ass with the warm scented oil, she couldn’t help but rotate her hips slightly and press her precious little pleasure bud into the padding of the table. As he slid his hands down her thigh and pulled somewhat to separate her legs, she bit her lip to stifle a moan that might have given away the fact that there were embers of lust glowing in her loins.
Aware, by the subtle movements of her hips and her soft stifled moans that the scented oil and his pulsating fingers were having the desired effect on her, he leaned in close to her ear and told her that he was ready to massage the other side of her torso if she wanted.
“Mmmmm, you are either an angel sent from heaven or the devil himself, but I’m ready for either,” she whispered back.
She rose on her knees, leaving the fluffy white towel behind, and turning her head towards him. Summer looked deeply into his dark brown eyes, hoping that the devil incarnate was there to greet her. He did not disappoint because, in his eyes, she saw the same embers of lust that she was harboring, and Summer knew that he would take care of her precisely the way she needed. Slowly she turned around so that she was lying face up on the table and waiting for her lover to spirit her away.
As she lay there, he marveled at how magnificent she was: Her gorgeous face with those sparkling green eyes and soft rose-colored lips, the graceful curve of her long neck and dainty hollows above each collarbone where he liked to plant gentle kisses, her firm succulent breasts with their sensitive nipples, stiff and begging for the attention of his lips and tongue. The flat expanse of her smooth tummy and the tender hollow of a pierced belly button leading down to the entrance of her moist sex. Summer’s firm heart shaped ass and those muscular legs with perfectly shaped calves and dainty feet that responded so deliciously to being massaged and kissed. He couldn’t help but sigh as he gazed at her naked form lying before him, waiting for his attention.
He applied the oil he held, warming in his hands to her neck and slowly down her chest until each hand was caressing one of her perfect breasts. Her nipples were already erect, and she drew a stifled breath as he grazed them with his oily palms. He rubbed the fragrant oil slowly, gently, into her breasts, pausing to squeeze her sensitive nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, causing her to arch her back and moan out loud.
“MMMmmmmuungh!” she moaned as he tugged on her throbbing nipples sending showers of sparks coursing down every nerve pathway in her chest and fizzing in her brain like a Fourth of July sparkler.
The slippery oil reduced the friction of his thick muscular fingers on her sensitive breasts, but something about the oil sent her nerve endings into overdrive, and every movement of his hands, especially as he pinched and twisted her engorged nipples, was amplified one hundred-fold.
“Unnngh! Yesssss, play with my tits,” she cried out despite herself, and he smiled.
Slipping around to the top of the table, he picked up the bottle of oil that he had been using, and he poured more of it onto her heaving chest. Using both hands, he kneaded the colorless fluid into her young ripe tits, grabbing one in each hand and working them vigorously.
“Unnnngh! Unnnngh! Fuck yes! That feels so good!” she cried out.
Then leaning down, he whispered hoarsely into her ear, “I have a surprise for you princess. A surprise that I promise will take your breath away and make you cum so hard that you’ll scream to the heavens.”
“MMMMmmmm,” is all Summer could muster, eyes closed and writhing on the sturdy table as he continued to pinch and twist her raw nipples between his fingers.
“Are you ready?” he asked her, his mouth a mere inch from her ear.
“Yessss, I’m ready! Take me! I’m yours! Take me!” She sighed.
Luke released her tortured young tits and slid his strong hands up her chest to her shoulders and then on to her neck before grasping her face in both hands as he lowered his mouth onto hers. She reacted immediately and hungrily kissed him back, driving her tongue deep into his mouth. As they kissed, she became aware of renewed sensations in her upturned breasts and gasped out loud as both of her stiff nipples were pinched and twisted by unseen hands.
“MMMmmmMMM!” she murmured, her tongue captured by his sucking mouth. He let go of her tongue and let it slip from his mouth, then lifted his head so she could see what was going on. As Summer lifted her head, she saw the two girls who had escorted her into the spa fondling her naked breasts and smiling back at her.
Both of the girls were wearing nothing but smiles as they massaged and tweaked Summer’s firm, upturned breasts. The initial shock of having not one but two beautiful girls sexing her up quickly dissipated as she looked into their warm, passionate eyes. Summer realized that he had arranged this for her, to please her. She had never had sex with another girl, but that’s not to say that she hadn’t been curious, so it was not a surprise to her that she was excited to finally cross over this bridge, especially with two such exotic creatures as the two island girls.
“You’ve already met Mary and Molly,” he said, gesturing to the left and the right as they continued to fondle her sensitive breasts. “I think you should know that the twins are very keen to please you.”
“Yes, Miss Summer,” they said in unison and as she looked up at them.
Their skin was the color of caramel, and their dark almond-shaped eyes gave them an exotic feline look which Summer had to admit turned her on. She felt a twinge of excitement grow between her shapely legs as she thought about what was about to happen with these two hot girls and as if on cue Molly’s right hand slithered down Summer’s flat tummy and came to rest on the mound of her naked sex.
As Molly’s slender fingers followed the contour of Summer’s pubic mound and came to rest at the entrance of her moist cave, she spread her legs, giving Molly access to her hot interior. Molly stared intently into Summer’s eyes as she pressed her fingers against the petite lips of Summer’s slick slit and slid her fingertips up and down the length of Summer’s pussy. Molly paused at the very top of Summer’s sex and made a small circular motion around her sensitive little bud. Then at the bottom, Molly spread Summer’s moisture around the entrance to her very wet vagina.
Summer closed her eyes and rocked her head back as Molly played with her juicy pussy while at the same time Mary continued to tweak and fondle Summer’s sensitive breasts.
“Relax, my love,” came his soothing voice as he whispered in her ear. “We are going to take excellent care of you.”
As Luke said this, he unwrapped the towel from Summer’s head, letting her hair fall free, and picked up a brush from the table against the wall. Then he began to stroke her chestnut mane.
“MMMMmmmmm,” Summer moaned as the sensation of having her hair brushed was added to those of her breasts being fondled and her pussy being fingered. Even though it was not overtly sexual, the sensual nature was highly erotic.
Swirling patterns of bright colors floated before her mind’s eye as she lay on the massage table, relishing the attention she was getting when she felt something brush up against her lips. The sweet smell of it preceded its taste, and she recognized it instantly as mango. The sticky sweet juice of the fruit drizzled across her tongue as she chewed the fibrous meat and swallowed the small piece that was offered to her.
Another different aroma replaced the pungent smell of the mango. This one was more delicate and refined, and just as the picture of a ripe strawberry was forming in Summer’s mind, the strawberry pressed against her lips. She opened her mouth to accept the berry into her mouth, only to have it withdrawn. A split second later, she felt something thicker and rougher than Molly’s probing fingers pressed up against her stiff little clit, and she realized that it was the strawberry.
The berry’s rough seedy exterior caused electrical pulses to shoot from her sensitive little bud, and her hips twitched involuntarily in response. Slowly it slid down her glistening lips until it reached the opening to her quivering vagina, and she gasped as she felt her pussy stretching to accept the large berry.
“Ungh!” she cried out as the berry forced its way into her quivering pussy and then again as it was quickly removed from her moist crevice to be replaced by one of Molly’s slender fingers again.
Once again, she felt the berry pressed to her lips, and this time the addition of her musky aroma made her heart beat a little faster. She opened her mouth to take a bite of the berry now coated in her juices and was rewarded by an explosion of sweetness mixed with an earthy flavor that she recognized as her own.
Rivulets of sweet sticky juice slowly dripped down her chin, and as the half-eaten berry was taken away, another intact berry caressed her hungry lips. This one, too, smelled of musk along with the sweet berry scent, but the aroma was not hers, and she wondered which one of the girls it belonged to as she opened her mouth to taste it. The thrill of tasting another women’s nectar drove her crazy with lust, and she wished that it was the girl’s pussy she was eating instead of the ripe berry.
Again, the half-eaten berry was taken from her, and as she opened her eyes to see what was going on, she found herself looking into the almond-shaped eyes of one of the sisters. She was surprised to find that the girl’s eyes were green like hers, only a darker shade, and as she lay looking at her reflection in the cat-shaped eyes, she wondered what else about these girls she had failed to notice.
“Did you like the way I taste, Miss Summer?” the girl asked, and it took Summer a minute to realize that this beautiful living statue had spoken to her.
“Yes…yes, I did. You taste delicious. What’s your name?” she asked.
“I am Mary, Miss Summer, and he is right, you know. We are here to serve you,” and with that, Mary leaned in and kissed Summer on the mouth.
Summer was not prepared for the kiss. She was not prepared for Mary’s soft, tender lips. She was not prepared for the heat of Mary’s mouth or the slender pointy tongue that darted into hers. She was not expecting to have her breath taken away, nor was she expecting the explosions of passionate lust to go off in her head. Summer did not plan to reach out and pull Mary to her and feel the soft, firm flesh of Mary’s small breasts press into hers, but she loved it. She loved how Mary tasted, and she loved the incredible flood of excitement that she felt kissing her. She got lost in that kiss.
As the two of them kissed, Molly kept busy tweaking Summer’s throbbing clit and probing her slick tunnel with her long slender finger, and it wasn’t until she twisted a second finger into Summer’s tight little twat that Summer cried out.
“Ungh! Oh, fuck! Yesssss! Stretch my little pussy open!” Summer cried, her hips bucking off of the table.
She couldn’t believe the filth that spewed from her lips, but she could sense the coming storm, and it was going to be epic.
As Molly began to ream Summer’s clenching cunt with her intertwined fingers more vigorously, Mary painted her stiff nipples with the juice of the half-eaten strawberries. Then she proceeded to lick and chew on them, mixing her wet saliva with the sticky sweet berry juice. Between the sparks that were cascading from her sensitive nipples, Mary chewed on like a starving child and the spasms of pleasure that wracked her dripping wet pussy where Molly continued her relentless attack, Summer was sure that she was going to lose her mind.
“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Oh, fuck! Yesssssssss! Fuck me, fuck my tight little pussyeeeeee! Make me cum, please make me cum!” she screamed as the girls continued to work on her and the storm clouds continued to build on the horizon.
What began as a series of spasms deep in her quivering vagina resulting from Molly’s incessant thrusting fingers were quickly becoming convulsions that crashed on her like waves breaking on the sandy beaches of their tropical paradise. Her lover’s mouth had replaced Mary’s on her heaving breasts, and the electrical pulses that coursed from her raw, engorged nipples joined forces with the crashing waves in her chest and abdomen.
She was close, so close now that she could see the flickering lightning and hear the booming thunder of her orgasm approaching. Her back arched high and her head thrown back, she offered up her breasts to Luke’s eager mouth. Her knees were bent, her long legs splayed wide, granting complete access to her naked sex as she uncontrollably humped Molly’s long fingers. Her eyes were rolled back into the back of her head, and she grunted and growled like a wild animal as she writhed on the massage table. It felt like her brain might just explode from sensory overload as the storm clouds of her orgasm bloomed in her head, and she watched explosions of color and light go off all around her.
“AAiiaaeeeeee!!!” she screamed out as her eyes flew open, and she sat bolt upright under the force of her orgasm.
Molly buried both fingers deep into her pulsating pussy, twisting and turning them inside of her clenching cunt, seeking her ‘G’ spot. Her lover pressed his mouth over hers and pushed Summer back to the table feeding her his thick strawberry-coated tongue, which she greedily accepted, and just as it felt like her orgasm was at its peak, fire erupted on her upturned breasts and throbbing little clit.
Not realizing her strength, she ripped her lover from her mouth and screamed as the sensation of her flesh on fire threatened to drive her insane. Her hips flexed and bounced on the table as her lover, and the girls held fast to her convulsing body. Fully expecting to see flames leaping from her flesh, she was relieved to discover that the intense sensation was from ice that the girls had brandished on her nipples and sensitive clit, intending to accentuate her pleasure.
Summer’s orgasm peaked and crested only to be replaced by yet another wave of spasmodic pleasure as she found herself convulsing again and again. Her heart was pounding out of her chest, and her screams echoed off the interior of the room until it sounded like a riot was taking place. All the while, her three lovers continued to pinch, and tweak, and kiss and suck her sensitive parts driving her orgasm on and on until she thought that it might never end.
Eventually, Summer did regain control of her breathing and managed to calm her heart rate down, but she also realized that she was hungry for more. As if on cue, she felt a soft touch on her cheek, and opening her eyes, she nuzzled the hand of one of the two girls who were hovering over her, their almond-shaped eyes smiling down on her as they stroked her face and neck and hair. Their touch was so gentle and soft that for a moment, she completely forgot the mind shattering orgasm that had wracked her glistening body just moments before. Then one of them bent down and kissed her on the lips.
Was it Molly or Mary, she wondered as the exotic green-eyed girl’s soft mouth kissed her, tasted her, seduced her. Then before Summer could satisfy her hunger for the kiss of the caramel-skinned beauty, she broke the kiss, and the other sister bent over, taking her place, kissing Summer’s hungry lips.
This sister had soft lips too, but she also tasted of strawberry and mango, and she kissed Summer harder with more urgency. Mary? It must be Mary, she thought, and she kissed her back, opening her lips to accept the slender probing tongue of this girl who was so intent on penetrating her. Summer’s tongue danced with the Mary’s as they kissed. Summer reached out to embrace her, to pull her close and feel the touch of her radiant skin, but yet again, the kiss was broken, then Molly leaned in to continue the passion play that was taking place.
Molly kissed Summer tenderly and playfully, nibbling on her mouth and teasing her with her playful tongue. Not satisfied with tasting Summer’s lips alone, Molly kissed her way down to Summer’s earlobe and darted her playful tongue into her ear, sending shivers down Summer’s spine. She continued down Summer’s elegant neck, soliciting a moan of delight from Summer when she reached the graceful curve of her collar bone and traced its outline with the tip of her pointy tongue. She cupped Summer’s firm breasts in her slender hands, kissing and licking her nipples until they stood stiff and proud, bathed in her slippery saliva.
As Molly’s tongue slithered down the side of one of Summer’s breasts and headed towards her pierced belly button, Mary’s lips pressed onto Summer’s mouth, refocusing her attention away from the building anticipation of Molly’s exploits.
“Mmmmm, you taste so good,” Summer whispered in a breathless voice as Mary broke the kiss and looked into her passionate eyes.
“Would you like to taste more of me, Miss Summer?” Mary asked, her emerald eyes flashing like flares from some demonic fire.
“Yes!” is all Summer could say, transfixed by the seductive beauty of the caramel skinned girl standing before her, and without breaking eye contact, Mary swung one leg up on the padded table next to Summer’s waist.
Mary leaned over Summer’s prone form and kissed her as she reached across the table and grabbed the far side of it. Then with one swift motion, Mary pulled herself up onto the table, swinging her leg over Summer’s narrow waist. Breaking free of the kiss once again, she rose up on her knees and slid up Summer’s body stepping over her arms until her legs were on either side of Summer’s head. Staring intently into Summer’s eyes, Mary leaned down, ran her slender fingers through Summer’s chestnut hair, then parting her knees slightly, she lowered her sweet little pussy to Summer’s hungry mouth.
Molly kissed her way down Summer’s torso, stopping briefly to probe her dainty belly button before reaching the stiff little nub of flesh at the top of her juicy slit. With a few quick flicks of her pointy tongue against the sensitive bundle of nerves, Summer’s hips began to twitch and jump in response, and Mary knew that she was going to be in for a good ride. Standing up, Molly slipped around to the end of the massage bed and, pushing Summer’s legs apart, climbed up in between them.
Molly placed her hands on Summer’s soft inner thighs pressing them open and exposing her juicy slit. She kissed her way up Summer’s milky thighs, occasionally stopping to take bites with her sharp white teeth, leaving small red marks along the way. When she reached Summer’s tight little twat Molly leaned in and poked the tip of her pointy tongue into the entrance of Summer’s oozing vagina and licked upwards along the entire length of her fleshy slit. She paused at the very top and painted Summer’s stiff little clit with her saliva until it glistened, and then she sucked the sensitive bud into her mouth and slurped on it like it was a piece of candy.
Summer arched her back, pressing her naked mound harder to Molly’s hungry mouth, and Molly responded by reaching her hands under Summer’s firm ass and pulled her in even tighter as she attacked her throbbing clit with reckless abandon.
“Mmmmungh!” Summer murmured through Mary’s wet pussy as Mary rode her face.
Summer couldn’t help but buck her hips as Molly continued her onslaught, but her head was firmly pinned down by Mary’s juicy cunt, and she was busy eating her sweet flesh. Mary’s knees were on both sides of Summer’s head, and Summer had wrapped her arms around Mary’s thighs, holding on to her as Mary rotated her hips forward and backward, dragging her clenching cunt across Summer’s face. Summer’s mouth and chin were coated in Mary’s sticky, sweet juice, and Summer’s probing tongue darted out and into the caramel-skinned girl’s slick tunnel each time it came into contact with her mouth. Mary moaned and grunted in pleasure as Summer’s tongue continued to fuck her tight hole.
“Ungh! Ungh! Ohhhhhh fuck! Ungh! Ungh! Eat my wet pussy!” Mary cried as she tossed her head back and mashed her fiery cunt to Summer’s mouth.
Summer felt Mary’s vagina spasm and clench down on her slender tongue, and she knew that Mary was close to cumming. At the same time, Molly continued to fuck her hot hole with her long snake-like tongue, and she lost herself in the overwhelming excitement of having her pussy eaten by the exotic girl.
“Aaaaiiieee! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” Mary cried as she hunched over and grabbed Summer’s hair pulling her face tight to her crotch.
“Uuuunnnnnnnnnngh!” she grunted, and she came hard on Summer’s busy mouth and tongue.
Summer closed her eyes and continued to ream out Mary’s cunt with her muscular tongue as Mary grabbed her by the hair and mashed her dripping snatch hard to her face. Summer could not breathe through her mouth at all, and she could barely breathe through her nose, but she remained calm and focused on riding Mary’s orgasm out by continuing to eat her tight little pussy.
Mary’s chest was still heaving as her orgasm finally subsided, and she slipped down off of the massage bed. Summer was breathing heavily too, both from Molly’s tongue fucking her steaming hot cunt and from her sister’s pussy drowning her in pussy juice. Now that Summer’s mouth was free, she couldn’t help but praise Molly’s efforts.
“Ungh! Yesssss! Yesssss! Ohhhhhhh! That’s it suck on my clit! Ungh! Eat my hot little pussy!” Summer cried.
“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!” she grunted.
Summer became aware of another set of hands on her creamy thighs and looked up to see both of the girls positioned between her spread legs. Molly’s mouth was still attached to her pussy, but Mary was sitting on the bed holding something, and as she caught Molly’s eye, Mary smiled a devious smile and pulled her sister up by the shoulder. Molly too smiled and looked up at Summer as her sister picked up a small bottle of clear liquid and poured some of it onto Summer’s throbbing pussy. The liquid felt cool on Summer’s molten hot snatch, and she had the urge to reach down and touch it, but as her hands reached her crotch, they were grasped by the girls and escorted back up and out of the way.
Molly placed her hand on Summer’s leg right behind the knee’s bend, and Mary did the same with the other, and together, they pushed Summer’s legs up so that her knees were touching her glistening breasts. Holding her legs up, one of the girls ran her fingers down Summer’s slippery slit and, sliding past the opening to her vagina, came to rest on her tight little starfish. Summer’s eyes got wide with anticipation as the girl’s finger circled her butt hole, slowly painting it with the fluid that they drizzled on her pussy. Suddenly, the finger stopped circling and pressed on the entrance to her dark interior, slowly forcing it open.
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Summer cried out as the tip of the girl’s finger penetrated her tightest hole. Deeper, it slid into her ass, and she felt it stretching open even more to accept the exotic girl’s knuckle.
“Ungh!” she grunted as the knuckle forced its way past the tight ring of muscle that marked the gateway to her rectum.
Finally, the finger stopped moving, and she assumed that it was completely buried in her ass. Then she felt the finger being pulled back out of her, and it set her ass on fire. As the finger was pushed back into her ass again, she felt another set of fingers on her clit.
The combined sensation of the girls probing her ass and lavishing her clit caused her to call out like a wounded animal. The finger in her ass plumbed her depths again and again while the two sisters held her legs in place, and her ass finally began to relax and accept the intruder.
She grunted when the finger in her ass was removed, and she raised her head to look at the two girls. What she saw next caused her to gasp out loud because both of the girls were sucking on toys, getting them ready for use on her quivering sex. Molly was sucking on a squat black anal plug, and as she pulled it from her mouth, Summer could see strings of her saliva dripping from it. Mary was sucking on a thick purple dildo about nine inches long and had a small thumb-like appendage at its base.
Summer felt the tip of the thin black anal plug pressing up against her tight little ass, and as Molly pushed, her starfish stretched until it finally accepted the obscene toy.
“Aaaiiieee!!!” she cried as the thick black toy was forced into her ass. The sensation of being stretched open was exhilarating, and even though her ass was on fire, the fingers teasing her clit made her wish that her pussy was filled too.
“Ungh! Fuck my tight ass!” she grunted as the black plug continued to stretch her open.
Just as she felt like she was going to split in two, her asshole collapsed on the narrow part of the toy, and Molly drove it home.
“MMMUNGH! My ass is on fire! Now fuck my wet pussy! Please fuck my pussy NOW!!!” she screamed, and she felt the tip of the big purple dildo slide up and down her sloppy slit.
Summer opened her eyes as the thick toy pressed against the tight opening of her wet vagina and saw her lover looking down at her. She had forgotten that he was there, and when she saw him, she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down so that his mouth met hers in a passionate kiss. Even as their tongues danced, Molly and Mary were thrusting the big toy deeper into Summer’s dripping pussy, and then they turned on the device.
“Ungh! Oh fuuuuuuuck!” she cried out as the vibrations coursed throughout her clenching cunt.
Mary pulled the dildo back, and Summer could feel the ridges on the thick purple toy rubbing the inside of her vagina, then it was shoved back deep into her pussy once again, filling her up. Again, and again the dildo was pressed home and withdrawn as the two sisters fucked Summer with the pulsating toy. While the device was fully embedded in Summer’s pussy, they would press the vibrating protrusion up against her sensitive little clit, and Summer would cry out.
“Yess! Yess! Yesssss! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeeee!”
Luke began to massage and tweak Summer’s tits, squeezing them and twisting her nipples with his strong fingers. The sensations of her stuffed ass, her pussy getting reamed, the vibrator on her clit, and her sensitive nipples being attacked began to overwhelm her, and she felt the storm clouds of her pending orgasm building deep inside her once again.
“I want your dick!” she shouted as her lover hovered over her squeezing her breasts and pinching her raw nipples.
“What?” he said in turn, not sure that he heard her correctly.
“I want to suck your cock! Give me your cock right now!” she growled.
He stepped away from the bed and began to remove his pants as she continued to writhe from the attention that Mary and Molly were paying to her spasming pussy. In and out, the lewd dildo slid over and over again, each time filling her tight little twat to the extreme. She could feel the dildo penetrate deep inside her, and the storm clouds continued to build in the back of her brain.
She felt her lover’s muscular hands grab her wrists, and she opened her eyes as he pulled them over her head and dragged her to the end of the table until her head dangled off the edge. He slid a small box over to the end of the bed and stepped up on it, bringing his thick cock to the same height as her hungry mouth. She reached back and grabbed his ass and pulled him towards her as she opened her mouth and engulfed his semi-hard dick.
“MMMMmmmmmmm” she moaned as Summer ate his manhood.
The salty taste of his cock was incredible, and she lavished it greedily with her teeth and tongue. He reached out and grabbed hold of her firm, tight breasts to steady himself and pulled his dick back until just the spongy head was left inside her busy mouth before driving it deep into her throat. At the same time, Molly and Mary pulled the probing dildo out of Summer’s sloppy snatch, releasing her legs to fall outstretched on the white linens of the sturdy massage bed. Both of the girls took turns licking Summer’s copious juices from the buzzing purple toy while they stepped over to the table against the wall and, unbeknownst to Summer, proceeded to strap on black leather waist belts, which sported thick black rubber cocks.
The girls tightened the straps that held the obscene dicks in place and squirted an oily substance on them to lubricate them. They glistened as the girls stroked them, spreading the lubrication around until the entire ten-inch shaft was shiny, and then they headed back to the end of the table to put them to use.
Summer was preoccupied sucking off her lover, and she didn’t realize that the girls had donned massive black cocks when Molly climbed up on the bed between Summer’s long tan legs. Molly pried them open with her knees until Summer’s juicy pussy was spread wide, and she could see the bright pink opening to her love cave. Molly slid the black cock up and down Summer’s wet slit using one of her hands, stopping at the tight little entrance to her throbbing vagina. Then in one quick motion, she penetrated Summer with the thick black cock to the very base.
Molly had fully impaled Summer with the cock strapped to her waist, and she began to mash her mound against Summer’s mound gyrating in circles, causing the big rubber dick inside her to swirl and come into random contact with the walls of her vagina. One spot, in particular, was extremely sensitive, and every time the head of the stiff member grazed it, it set off fireworks in Summer’s head and caused her stomach muscles to contract forcefully. After several minutes of being fucked by Molly’s thick black cock she felt it pull out of her pussy, and Molly switched places with her sister.
As Mary slid up between Summer’s spread legs, she hooked her arms under Summer’s knees and lifted them until her ass was perpendicular to the surface of the bed. Holding her legs aloft, she adjusted her hips until the black cock was positioned at the entrance to Summer’s pussy, and she thrust it home. She immediately pulled back and slammed it home again. Her hips slapped against Summer’s creamy white thighs on each thrust, and Mary increased her tempo until a consistent slap, slap, slap rang out in the bright room. Summer’s fine ass bounced off of Mary’s thighs, and the plug that was nestled deep in her butt came to life with each thrust causing her to grunt and moan around the dick that was fucking her mouth and throat.
“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!” she grunted as both her tight pussy and hot mouth were fucked hard.
She felt like a rag doll as the two of them, her lover and Mary, alternated, penetrating her prone form. The storm clouds forming deep inside her brain and body were raging now, and she knew that she was on the verge of cumming hard yet again.
Mary and Molly switched places again, and Molly’s slow, deliberate pace replaced the rapid-fire rhythm her sister had set. Each time Molly’s probing dick grazed what was surely Summer’s ‘G’ spot, fireworks went off in her brain, and she came closer to cumming.
Over and over, the robust black cock forced its way into Summer’s throbbing pussy, and Mary and Molly switched places again and again. Finally, after what seemed like hours, the dam broke, and the storm in Summer’s head erupted in flashes of brilliant-colored lights. Summer arched her back off of the padded table as convulsions wracked her body, and she was oblivious to the fact that her lover had pulled his cock out of her mouth and was shooting thick gobs of molten cum onto her neck and heaving chest.
“UUUUUUUuuuuuuunnnnnnngggggghhh!!!” she cried out as each one of the convulsions that now coursed through her body crashed like thunder in her brain.
Her grunts became a wail as Mary pulled the thick rubber plug from her ass and replaced it with the black cock strapped to her slender waist. Holding Summer’s legs up and lifting her ass off the padded table, she fucked her spasming ass hard and fast.
As Summer’s massive orgasm ravaged her body, there was a ringing in her ears, and she opened her eyes, expecting to see a herd of wild animals stampeding through the room, but instead, the room slowly began to tilt sideways. She thought that the tilting room was strange, and as another massive convulsion shook her body, Mary buried the thick black cock in her tender ass and left it there. Suddenly the tilting room began to spin, and brilliant points of light swam in front of her like colorful tadpoles. Then, the lights of the room dimmed, and she felt totally relaxed as the room faded to black.
A warm breeze tickled her nose, and Summer opened her eyes to find herself in a brightly lit room painted sky blue. Gauzy white curtains ruffled in the windows tossed about by tropical breezes. As she sat up, a white cotton sheet and a lightweight cotton blanket fell back, exposing the shimmering silk camisole she was wearing. She cocked her head to one side as she surveyed her surroundings, vaguely remembering the room but still unsure of where she was. She was alone in the large king-sized bed, but the tussled sheets next to her said that she hadn’t slept here alone. All of a sudden, the door to the room opened, and in walked her lover.
“Good morning, princess,” he said, and she noticed that he was carrying a large tray in his hands.
“I hope that you’re hungry because Monty has cooked up a feast this morning,” Luke said.
She looked at the tray that he was setting down on the bed next to her, and her stomach gurgled loudly, causing them both to laugh out loud.
“So, I guess that answers that!” he said with a smile that was as bright as the room and as warm as the food on the tray next to her.
“Yum! That looks delicious,” Summer said, looking down at the steam rising from the various dishes.
“Monty is a great cook, and even better is the fact that he loves cooking. So we won’t be going hungry this week, that’s for sure,” Luke said.
As he said this, it dawned on her that she was in St. Lucia, a tropical paradise, with her lover whom she hadn’t seen for over six months, and they were sitting there talking like everything was as it always is. She looked at the handsome man standing in front of her, and as she stared into his rich chocolate-colored eyes, his smile deepened, and his features softened.
“You, ok?” he asked warmly.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Perfect actually, but I’ve missed you so much that I am still getting used to the fact that we’re here together,” she said.
“No worries, my love. We are going to have a great time, and I have lots of surprises for you this week,” he said as he leaned down and planted a gentle kiss on her soft lips.
“Eat some breakfast, princess. I’ve already eaten, and when you’re done, we’ll plan out the rest of our day.” He smiled down on her again and turned to leave the room, but she stopped him short.
“You know I had the strangest dream last night,” she began, and he turned his head to face her, his eyes were narrowed, and his smile was drawn a little tighter, falling just short of a grin as she went on.
“You were in it, and these two exotic girls with dark green eyes…” She said.
“Is that so, my love? You’ve got to tell me all about it, but first, eat something and get cleaned up. A couple of old friends are going to drop over a little later this morning, and I’m sure that they are going to be glad to see you…”
“Again,” he said as a Cheshire grin bloomed across his handsome face.
He turned and closed the door behind him, and the aroma of the food seduced her, so she picked up the tray and set it on her lap. She couldn’t help but wonder, as she sat there eating the delicious meal that Monty had prepared for her, exactly what he meant by “again”. More hungry than curious, she continued to eat but vowed to get to the bottom of his comment when she saw him. In the meantime, the white curtains danced in the tropical breezes, and Summer was blissfully unaware of the sensual adventures ahead of her.
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Authors Postscript: Thank you for reading my little story. I hope you enjoyed it. I am planning several more episodes in this series and I would dearly love your feedback. Please remember to leave this story a grade (stars) and post a comment if you are so inclined. Once again thank you for taking the time to read this.