This is a story about a guy I know and our first getaway. We met at a hotel where I used to worked. He stayed as a guest and became infatuated, obsessed even, after he saw me at the reception desk. Today we are great friends but of course back then he was kind of a stranger to me. After some occasions and dinner dates he invited me for a vacation. I was taking care not to get noticed at the hotel with him because we were not allowed to get involved with guests. Plus he proved that he was a gentleman. So after a few weeks of his begging and my hesitation, I finally decided to go. That vacation really changed our relationship and we got very close.
He wanted to take me to Bali. I'd never been to Bali and heard awesome things about it. It's just that I was a little cautious about spending two weeks with a guy who I barely knew. Even though I found him attractive, handsome and respectable. He wanted to pay for my tickets and the entire stay. I finally said okay but told him that I'd get my own plane tickets if he could get a beautiful place for us to stay.
We flew in separately because he'd lived in a different city but he was there first and met me at the airport.
I saw him at the meeting point and gave him a hug, "Hello handsome, I'm finally here! It's so hot, I'm ready for some sun."
He brought a driver and we went to the hotel. It turned out to be an awesome place. I was very pleasantly surprised when we entered.
"What a nice little villa... Ooh and a private pool!"
He gave me a little tour of the place and I was very pleased and glad I came.
"But there's only one bed...where are you gonna sleep?"
He was very confused when he heard this. Mind you at this point we didn't have sex. I was keeping a distance. And he just couldn't bear to wait for access to my naked body. It was one of the reasons he wanted me to go on this vacation, if not the only one! But you know I'm the queen of teasing.
"I'm just teasing ya, but you have to behave!"
I unpacked and went for a shower. He fixed me a drink and some fruit. I came out after the shower to meet him on the terrace. It was kind of hot outside and I threw on a simple white sleeveless top that was long enough to cover my bottom, it was a very seductive little thing. The sides are open enough to show my side boobs and enough to see if I'm wearing my underwear or not. I wanted to tease him even more now that we were alone in this setting. But I also meant to have a serious talk about expectations. So I asked him about what we were going to be doing these two weeks.
And then I pointed out, "I'm here for some good romantic time. We are not gonna rush things. I'll be your girlfriend. I'll hold your hand, kiss you good night, stuff girlfriends do. But no monkey business! It doesn't mean we can't have sex... But only if I get hungry for some cock!"
I think this left him a little worried but that's exactly how I wanted to be. I didn't want him to suddenly get relaxed and stop trying hard now that he has me in the same room for two weeks of days and nights.
We both were feeling hungry and decided to go out for dinner at one of the beach restaurants. I told him to wait outside while I changed. I put a loose pink dress that had a low neck so I could show off my braless cleavage to get him as horny as I possibly could.
Then asked his opinion, "How do I look? You don't think it's too revealing? It's just so warm and I didn't feel like wearing a bra..."
It's not easy to go braless in a loose summer dress, my boobs constantly try to escape.
"Here hold my purse, just need to fix my boob here. And I'm good to go."
I think he nearly went blind when he saw me do that.
At the restaurant he had trouble staring me in the eyes because I sat right across the table and had my boobs propped up with my arms. I could see the struggle he had and it made it so hilarious. I was playing with the fabric of my dress and fixing my tits just to put him on the edge. I bet he had a huge boner under the table at that time.
After dinner we took a little walk along the beach. I was feeling tired after the long flight. Plus I had a couple of cocktails so I was feeling very relaxed and at ease. The beach was already dark but the stars were bright and the sound of the waves and crickets made the night feel very romantic.
I took his arm and whispered, "This is a nice place baby... You're so sweet. And the beach is so romantic tonight..."
We sat on the sand, I put my head on his shoulders to enjoy the peaceful sounds, my eyes were closing but I think my mouth was a little open. Because I felt his lips touch mine. It was a good move and felt so sexy at that moment.
I returned his kiss and moaned... "Oh god, your lips feel so amazing, mmm, you're a good kisser!"
This probably gave him ideas because his hand moved to my butt like he was trying to probe me. But his touch made me feel aroused a little, even though I decided to stop him then...
"Ah... mmm baby, not here! Let's go back to the villa, I'm a little tired..."
We walked back to the villa holding hands and at one point in one of the dark corners of the street I stopped him, "Hold on! I just wanna kiss you one more time...mmm..."
His kissing was so passionate, I could tell he was already mine, ready to jump me any second. We got to the villa and once we were through the gate he grabbed me again for a long kiss...
I was feeling jet lagged and ready to crash, "Alright, I'm gonna jump into shower, then it's bedtime."
With that I walked toward the bedroom taking my dress off until I was completely nude. I knew he would be watching me.
I turned to look over my shoulder, "Hey, turn around! I can feel you eye fucking me."
After the shower I came out wrapped in my towel, "Baby, hand me that robe."
He was drooling at my curves visible as I changed from the towel into the robe.
"It's my favorite...a little seethrough but still covering the nipples...Although my areolas are peeking when I lean, they're quite big, you know," I said teasingly.
I took special pleasure in every word because I could feel how restless he was growing at the sight and at the idea that I was right there in front of him practically in the nude with my tits jiggling in the sheer robe.
I wrapped my hair with the towel and my arms pulled the robe up to reveal my landing strip, "Oops I forgot how short this robe is! Stop sneaking peeks! Naughty boy... But I don't care, you can look, haha!"
He sat there speechless, his face red, from shame, arousal or anticipation I really don't know but the teasing was doing its work.
After a long day it was time for bed. He was in the shower and I was putting lotion on my naked body under the robe. The night was quiet and I felt very relaxed even though I was with a guy who I didn't know so well and never had sex with before. I was going to share this bed with him. I didn't know what to expect really. We had a few passionate moments and we had done a lot of kissing...
Was he going to move on me? I definitely wanted to play with him some more. But I felt so tired and jet lagged.
