I couldn't believe it; my life long money struggle was over. And I was only 29. Thanks to the good old New York Lottery. 121 million dollars, you just have to love the ring of it.
Well after I bought all my family and friends houses or expensive cars, and had a long wild vacation with all my close (in geography not necessarily in spirit) friends and there wives/ girlfriends. But I'm getting away from the tale I meant to tell.
Well after I got the beginning of my new life straightened out, there was one more special friend I wanted to take on a long vacation. Alice, my long time internet friend, Oh by the way my name is Marco (The names have been changed to protect the perverted!), Anyway, she sent me an instant message a long time ago, and we became great friends, and sometimes more, (there is only so much you can do over the phone) and on occasion she sent me some of the hottest self portraits I've ever seen. She's really great. Smart, funny, caring and understanding. Not to mention being oh so kinky and yet oh so shy.
Tall and voluptuous, with the cutest curly hair. She sent me a picture once that someone snapped while she was sleeping, she looked like a sleeping angel! Well that's established, she's great and I'm glad she's my friend.
Now since I am now filthy rich and really with no place to be I rented the beautiful little mansion on the beach of an exclusive little island in the Caribbean, on an island I never heard of (before my good fortune that is)
I arrived 2 days earlier than she, Arriving at the heliport, and taking a very fancy golf cart cab, (there are no real roads on such a tiny spot in paradise) I walked across a glorious fine white sand beach, to the most breathtaking of houses. I will try to describe some of it as the story goes along.
During my first two days there I spent my time sunning myself, and did a lot of swimming. I must say that money with nothing to do gives you a chance to get into shape. I mean I was looking and feeling better then every, and one afternoon I even swam naked for a while, was feeling that confident about myself. Not that it make much of a difference, all the beach houses were rather secluded, and everyone that came to the island wanted privacy. The ultra rich and famous, not my crowd really, so it works out well. Actually the only time to saw anyone else was is what was called the "Town", which was made up of a five star restaurant, nightclub, and a general store, which had the oddest collection of goods, from general toiletries to expensive caviars and wines. But anything else u needed was promptly ordered and delivered to the island twice a day by helicopter or boat from some of the bigger islands.
On the third day, I awoke with a feeling of some anxiety; after all meeting an old friend for the first time would give most of us the same feeling. I quickly showered and dressed and waited for the "cab" to arrive. I know your all expecting me to saw how radiant and wonderful she looks....But she got very airsick in the helicopter on the way. And she looked well, rather green. She shot me a happy but sickly little smile when they came to a stop. I felt so bad for her, 'this is not the way I wanted this to start off' I thought to myself.
"Poor little sweet, let me help you into the house, you should lie down for a while" I told her softly as I led her up to her room.
Yes she has her own room; I would never be so forward with a friend, even though I hoped by the end of the trip we'd be sharing a bed.
As we entered the room I helped her onto the bed and off with her shoes, she gave me a tired smile, 'I'm sorry for my lousy arrival', she told me as she started to doze off.
"Hey at least we can finally spend some time together, in person" I told her softly, then gave her a tender kiss in the forehead before leaving her to her nap.
Well didn't really have much to do so I figured a long swim, the water felt great, I was beginning to fall in love with the island. "if I stay here too much longer I'm never gonna be able to leave" I said to myself as I laid myself down on all that soft white sand, and took a short nap of my own.
When I woke, I hoped I wasn't out for too long, didn't want Alice to think I deserted her. I ran back to the house and up the stairs, quietly opening the door to see that she was still sleeping. So a quick shower for me before I wake her up.
Well just wearing a towel around my waste I went down the bar which sat in the gaming room, opened a very nice bottle of white wine, setting it to chill along with two glasses. I went back up to the bathroom to start a warm bath for my sleeping friend. As the huge bathtub started to fill it was time to wake Alice up.
"Wake up little dopey chick...time to start your vacation" I spoke softly as I shook her gently.
"Good morning" She said as she awoke with a huge smile.
"Good afternoon Dopey chick. Are you feeling any better?" still with a hint of concern in my voice.
"I feel great" she said "Good, I started you a bath, and we have dinner reservation for 2 hours from now. You climb in and I'll check on u in a little bit"
"I understand now" she said with a smirk "you just couldn't wait to get me naked"
"That is always my plan" I said with a laugh as u lightly smacked her cute little butt. "I'll be back up in a little while."
I waited downstairs, put on a little soft music as I waited to hear the water turn off. When it did I grabbed the ice bucket with the wine and glasses and knocked on the bathroom door.
"Uh...come in" she said with the sound of slight apprehension in her voice. That made me smile, someone with so much passion being as shy as she was. I entered the bathroom walking backwards, and almost falling on my ass as I made my way to the edge of the tub. I sat with my back to it and prepared to open and pour the wine.
"What have you got there?" she asked.
"Well I thought a nice glass of wine while you relaxed in the tub would be a nice" as I handed her the glass over my shoulder, almost spilling it all over my head.
