Chapter 02
A holiday with extras
The sight of my growing cock delighted her even more. I saw her eyes widen, driving her brows up. When I looked to her breasts her little rosebuds were taking form. I stood as she got to me, extending my arms in the offer of a hug.
She brought her body to mine, pushing my cock down and between her legs, as she stood on tiptoe. She clasped my cock tight as we kissed. Our lips caressing and sucking each other before our tongues entwined as I caressed her neck and back.
"I'll have to give you another quickie," she whispered in my ear as she broke our kiss. "I've got to get back to work."
She was pushing me back to the bed. I sat as my calves touched, and she crouched, pushing my knees apart. She reached in and grabbed it around the root, bending forward to take the head and rub it across her lips, then let her tongue snake out and started brushing the tip.
Her hand started stroking me. I moved my hand over hers and brought it further up the shaft, then held on to it as she resumed her ministrations. I pushed her hand faster as she started squeezing my head with her lips, the thrill increasing by the second.
She had it in her mouth and was stroking the underside. I squeezed her hand as my frantic pumping increased. The sight of her looking into my eyes as she pleasure me was pushing my lust for completion and the ultimate release.
As my hips started jerking she held just the tip in her mouth. I watched her gulp the first load down as a second, feebler spurt followed. I'd not had three orgasms in a day since the first few days with my old girlfriend.
She was sucking and licking at the last dribble, the increased sensitivity enhancing the pleasurable afterglow of the release itself. She stood and I could see how moist she was, the musky aroma awakening my salivary ducts.
She held me off as I reached to pull her to me.
"No, really, we have to go and eat. I've got to get things up and running. I've only got half an hour."
I pushed myself up and let her lead the way. We walked down at a brisk pace, her sandals slapping the walkway. Within minutes we were joining the back of the queue.
"I shouldn't be telling you this but the cops want to take two of the servers. I'm having to transfer all the essentials across," she said in a hushed voice.
"Their probably just fishing," I whispered back.
"I don't know. They've had an FBI man here as well, I hear."
"Oh, yeah? Who saw his badge?"
"I don't know. I just heard gossip, you know, from our security guards."
"Take it with a pinch of salt."
"Salt?"
"Sorry, it's a colloquialism; believe it when you see it. Make any more sense?"
"I know that Jason has been charged with thirteen counts so far."
I began to put the food on the tray, finding a nice size steak, with peas and mashed potatoes. We took our food to the table up in the corner. Just Jackie was there. As Jane hurried through her meal I talked to Jackie.
She asked me about myself and what England was like as a place to live, saying that one of her uncle's had served in the USAF over there. Jane was soon standing and giving me a light kiss as she said sorry for rushing off.
I continued talking inconsequential's as Jacinth joined us, and then Jo came.
"Hi," she exclaimed as she placed her tray down next to me.
I was sat hugging my second cup of coffee. Here seemed the only other safe place from my cabin.
Jo ate and joined in the conversation as Jackie went up and got me more coffee. My English circadian time was bedtime so I was glad of it .
As Jacinth and Jackie finished up their coffee and left together Jo moved her chair closer.
"Would you like to come for a swim later?"
As a former (unremarkable) member of the uni swim team it was the perfect bait.
"Yes, that sounds fine. I'd be glad to come," I replied.
I'd been meaning to find time for at least a weekly swim to help pull me back into shape. And there was her shape to admire too.
She took a last mouthful and picked up her tray. I picked up my cup and followed as we shoved the things on the 'dirty' belt and left. She led me through into the hotel proper and up a flight of stairs. There, in front, was a wide pool with lots of people lounging around it.
"I always like to come as a pair," she informed me. "Usually with Jane."
My walk home had taught me that lesson as well. Looking around, I saw only same sex couples with some mixed groups.
"It must have cost a fortune to build this place," I commented.
We were walking over to some loungers that looked vacant, the little table in between standing bare.
"It's due for redevelopment soon. He bought it out from a luxury wilderness outfit liquidation. He wants to add more rooms and tennis courts and things."
"I imagine it's gorgeous here in full summer," I went on, making conversation as we sat.
"Oh, yes. Clear blue, sunny evenings, lying out on a boat in the quiet, the waves gently rocking you. You can smoke a spliff out there and be anywhere you want."
A waiter came up, the tray and his manner marking him out despite the lack of a uniform. Jo ordered a vodka and fresh orange juice while I favoured a wine and asked for a medium white.
"Have you got a girlfriend? I don't see a ring." she asked as the waiter left with our order.
"Well spotted," I commended her. "No, I don't have a current," I continued, knowing where she was going with this.
