We had been drinking and laughing and dancing all night, taking advantage of the light airy vacation atmosphere. It was a balmy night. A touch on the cool side when we started out, but after a few cocktails and dancing, we didn't notice. In fact, it was refreshing.
Pete took my hand and led me along the stone walkway, a devilish grin on his face and a gleam in his eye. The next thing I remember is slipping into the slightly secluded hot tub. The warm water swirled around us, and we giggled and toasted each other. We splashed around for a few minutes like a couple of little kids. Then, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me close.
I moaned as I felt his hot lips brush softly across mine. I straddled his lap and we began to kiss. Long, slow, languishing kisses that had all night to heat up. I felt his hands run up my sides, his thumbs barely brushing the sides of my breasts. I could feel my nipples begin to tighten and stand up, aching for his touch. I ran my tongue over his lips, dipped inside to taste him, and then sucked his bottom lip before pulling him in deep for another round of teasing and tasting.
I felt him untying my bikini top as we kissed and felt the rush of cool night air against my nipples as the top fell. My nipples were even tighter at that moment and ached to feel his tongue playing over them, his teeth nibbling on them. Thinking about this, I broke from our kiss and felt him nibble and kiss my neck. I could feel him getting hard and my pussy getting wet as I straddled him. We continued to kiss while his hands began to massage and work on my breasts, pinching my nipples, twisting them, then smoothing them out. I gasped into his mouth and felt myself begin to slowly grind against his hard dick.
I was so caught up in "us" that I didn't hear the voices until they were on top of us. I turned around just as Jake and his fling for the night jumped in the hot tub with us.