This story carries on with Geoff and Julie, whom I introduced in "Birth of a Porn Star?" It is nine months later and they are Flying off with Geoff's 18 and 19 year old sons, John and Ian, to a small luxury resort on St Lucia.
Julie was excited at the prospect of a holiday on a Caribbean Island, with Geoff and his Family. She had never been farther than the Mediterranean. The Hotel had just 20 Luxury Villas, each with their own pool, facing a small Palm fringed beach, with clean dazzling white sand. There were advantages to a rich Partner, though she hadn't been attracted by his money, or so she hoped. He was nearly twenty years older than her, but she liked the maturity and calm he bought to her disordered, busy life, as a Senior Children's Nurse.
Julie had a friendly, but on her side at least, uneasy relationship, with Geoff's children. He had persuaded her to give John and Ian a very hands on, "Practical", Human Biology lesson the previous Christmas. Despite her embarrassment, it had been very enjoyable and their agreement to never mention it again, had held, so far.
A car was coming to collect them and whilst she prepared Geoff and her luggage, the boys were doing theirs. They bought in a small package and gave it to her.
"For me, how kind," Julie simpered, they had a relationship based on mutual teasing and tricks.
She opened it and held up two garments, with three small patches of pink material, connected by cord. Holding it to her face, she turned to them furiously.
"This time you've gone to far, I'm telling your Father, no, I'm telling Scotland Yard," She hissed and drove them out of her room, beating them with the smallest Bikini she had ever seen.
And if you think you are ever going to see me dressed in this,, this, THING, then think again."
Melodrama over, they collapsed in giggles and went back to packing. Geoff came upstairs,
"Are you three fighting again, I won't have it, do you here?" He said in mock severity.
Now you're getting to excited about the Holiday, calm down and behave like an adult. Yes, I'm talking to you Julie." Who collapsed with another fit of giggles.
She held up the tiny scrap of pale pink material and gift paper.
"Well, you can't blame he boys for trying, can you?" He finished, with a raised eyebrow.
"Alright, alright, I'll wear it at least once, with everyone at least 100 yards away. Look, see, I'm putting it in the case, see."
Their encounter nine months before, had made a deep impression on the boys and their trousers. She had managed to keep them at bay, with good humour and luck, since then. In fact she made a similar impression on most men she met. Not just beautiful, which many women are, she exuded a musk of raw sexuality. How did some women have that, Geoff mused to himself? Probably it was just that she looked like she enjoyed it, no loved it and was good at it. It being sex, of course.
He gave her a long appraising look. Dark natural blond hair to her Shoulders, a firm but very curvy figure, topped by her best feature, large 36C Breasts, that had never been near a Surgeon's scalpel and still didn't need a Bra. Not for the first time, he wondered what he had ever done in life, to deserve such good fortune.
"What are you looking at me like that for? Just take me to bed and fuck me, will you, there's a good boy?"
So that's what they did.
Next morning they were up and breakfasted by 9AM, when the car arrived. Yes, that's right, a chauffeured car. No struggling with a heavy case on the Tube or Coach to London Heathrow anymore, just whispering along in a Limo, with bags carried into the Airport for them. A quick whisk through Business Class Check In and the VIP lounge, with a glass of Champagne. In the past she had wondered about the rich bastards in there. Now she was there herself and didn't feel a bit guilty, not one bit. She had worked twelve hour days for years in a Children's Hospital, for a Salary to small to live on in London. Perhaps she had it coming, a small piece of Justice. Then there were the seats on the plane, which actually had leg room, pillows and blankets to sleep, food that was edible. OK, that wasn't quite true, food that wasn't totally inedible; a little advance on normal.
The eight hour flight was almost enjoyable for a change. Arriving in late afternoon, another Limousine from the Hotel met them. The journey across the Island was interesting in itself, Banana Plantations with all the Bananas wrapped in blue plastic, why? Finally they descended to the small bay, with their Hotel at it's head and no other visible buildings at all. The Manager greeted them, Geoff was an old friend, having been three times before. He took them to their Villa, large, thatched in Palm leaves and all wood. The Showers were out in the open, at the back of the building. Julie was entranced, as they were shown the TV, Air Conditioning and other facilities. The boys rushed off to change into Swimming Costumes, to cool off in their own Pool.
Peter, the Manager, sat them down, to explain the Hotel's Philosophy, very laissez fair.
"You'll remember all this Sir, but it will be new to this beautiful Lady, so I will go through some of the ground rules again.
The staff are all here to make your stay as perfect as possible. They are available to help with Personal Service, when not otherwise working and would normally expect a tip for this. Otherwise, there are no restrictions on your pleasure. There are child guests, all over 16, but the age of consent on the Island is 18. We protect the young ones with great care and would ask that Sexual activity with Staff or other Guests, be discreet.
Sorry if I have embarrassed you Madam. We look forward to seeing you all at Dinner. If there is nothing else, I will leave you."
He left their Villa and Julie, who had been getting redder and redder during the talk, burst into giggles.
"Where have you bought me, a high class Brothel, you bad man?
It's all clear now, you just want to watch me get naked and fucked by the staff, or other guests. That sounds good to me by the way, but still, are their any limits to your depravity?"
She smiled and rolled over to tickle him.
"We'd best get the boys in and get dressed for Dinner, I'm starving"
An hour later they walked into the Restaurant. The staff all wore shorts, or short skirts for he girls, with white T Shirts. They were shown to a Table, stopping on the way to chat with other guests. Julie caused something of a stir in a sleeveless white one piece trouser and top with gold sandals. The other guests admired her figure, as she walked across the Restaurant, all the men and some of the woman. The waiter took drinks orders and explained about the Buffet, inviting them to help themselves.
The building was open on all sides, overlooking a beautiful moonlit Beach. All four of them walked over to admire the view. The sea breeze cooled them and the rich scent of tropical flowers was delicious. Finally they moved over to choose Starters, then back to the table. Julie noticed that there were about 12 other couples, a half with older children. After Dinner, everyone seemed to drift off to the Bar, the adults at one end and youngsters at the other. Julie and Geoff sat and chatted with two other couples, but after two Cocktails, excused themselves. They needed a good sleep after the long flight.
Next morning they all went over for the Buffet Breakfast. The boys had arranged a morning of supervised snorkelling on the reef, just off the beach and Geoff went off in a Hotel boat, to fish. Julie needed to sunbathe, though she new the risks, better than most. She had more than a hint of vanity and new how delicious she looked with a deep tan and hair sun bleached a lighter shade. Putting on the ludicrous pink pieces of string the boys had bought her, she headed for the pool for some private relaxation. On the way out, there was a knock on the door and a member of staff came in to clean.
"Mr Geoff said I am to take special care of you this morning madam,"
"Please call me Julie and you are?"
"Joshua, Josh, Miss Julie."
She saw his eyes quickly run over her near naked body. Two pink triangles of material, barely covered her areolae and another strip of cloth was already starting to slip between her labia. In turn, Julie admired his tall and athletic physique. He was, thin, but still well muscled and there was just a slight stir in his shorts, as he looked at her.
"You've still got it girl," she thought, whilst bending down in front of him, to pick up a towel and book. Her full, firm Ass looked naked with the thong disappearing between her buttocks.
"Shall I fix you a fresh fruit Cocktail Miss Julie?"
"That would be lovely Joshua, but no alcohol this time of day."
"Just a splash of rum for the flavour, I promise." and he headed off to the bar, to prepare some fruit for her drink.
Julie put on large Sunglasses and headed out to the pool. She didn't lie on a Sun Lounger, it looked to flimsy for what she had planned for Joshua. Putting down two beach towels, she lay face down, undid her top, then started reading. A few minutes later, Josh came over and squatted to put down her drink. Pushing up on her elbows to try it, she gave him the full benefit of the side of her right Tit, with only the nipple covered by the towel.
"That's lovely thanks, Josh." Julie said, as he moved off to start cleaning the pool. Staying on her elbows, she looked naked, even her nipples visible to him.
