Ch. 03 (Meet the neighbors)
I walked out into the warm, sunny courtyard, opening the envelope from Heather as I exited the spa. The sudden blast of sunlight made it hard to see for a moment, but once I could see, I looked down to read the enclosed card. It read "Dinner is at 6 in the main dining room. If you hurry on up to the room, I may still have a surprise waiting for you. Kisses, Heather".
"Well Heather" I thought to myself, "I've had an awful lot of surprises today already. I'm not sure if I'll survive another".
I looked down at my watch, it was a little after 4. I wasn't sure if that was still early enough for her surprise, but knowing Heather, we might need most of the time available just for her to get prepared for an attendance at a big public dinner.
Putting the card into my pocket, I looked at the house map that Heather had so thoughtfully included. We were in suite 207 – the map showed how to get there from the swimming pool in the middle of the courtyard we had come in through. From what I could gather, there were about 18 guest suites in this place, all of them in a long row along one side of the second floor. I remembered the pool that was shown, it was where we had come across Janet as she was getting a sun tan with "extras".
Looking out into the sunlit courtyard, I could easily make out the swimming pool, with its surrounding population of naked and half-naked people still laying out in the lounges worshiping the sun. On one of the lounges to my left, I saw a man that who recognized from the night of the wedding.
He was kneeling down at the foot of a lounge, his upper body resting on its bottom half. Lying on the lounge, with her legs on the bricks to either side was a brunette woman, and the man (Chris, I thought to myself) was calmly licking her pussy. From her reactions, he apparently was quite good at it, as she was showing anything but calmness. I recalled that he was the guy who had licked all of my cum that had been spilling out from Janet's cunt that first fateful night, even though my cock had still been deeply buried inside it.
Come to think of it, he had also done much the same thing to Heather and the man (Rick, Nick, something like that) who had just finished pounding away into her. Apparently, this man liked to eat his pussy.
The woman was rubbing her generous (and obviously enhanced) breasts, occasionally pinching her nipples, and trying with some difficulty to keep quiet in the chair while Chris continued to munch away. Both were seemingly oblivious to anyone that was around them, but more surprisingly, no-one else but me seemed to be paying any attention at all to them. His hands were softly caressing the cheeks of her ass as he licked her apparently very sensitive hole, rubbing and squeezing those well-rounded globes while she rubbed her own breasts, and he tried to reach every spot she had available with his tongue. I could hear her high-pitched, squealing panting breath continue behind me as I walked down the path indicated by the map.
After climbing a wide set of stairs to the second floor, I turned down a hallway toward our room. I could see many more decorations similar to the ones that had been at the spa, paintings and statuary that all seemed to celebrate the naked human body and sex in its many varied forms and positions. Arriving at mine and Heather's room, I used the key that had been left to me and opened the door, quietly letting myself in. I could see that our luggage had been delivered as promised, set neatly against the wall to my left.
The wall ahead faced the ocean and was all of glass, even the door in front of me. That door opened onto a deck that apparently went along the entire front of the house, offering a great view of the beach and the ocean beyond. I could even see some small islands on the horizon. On the deck, and a little to my right, I could just make out the edges of a large hot tub. A door set into the wall on my right must have been a bathroom, as I didn't see any other place for one to be.
Heather was nowhere to be found, although I could tell that she had been here, the huge bed had been hopelessly rumpled, with the pillows and covers tossed in every direction. This bed was too big to call a king-size, it would probably qualify more for the name "emperor". Various pieces of clothing were strewn about the room as well, certainly too much for just Heather to have been wearing. I remembered Janet telling Heather that someone had been looking for her earlier, I imagined now what had been the purpose, and what my surprise would probably be.
I could hear a shower going and a female voice giggling, from behind the third door, so I figured that Heather must be in there. I had of course already showered (if you could call it that) in the spa, but I decided that there was no such thing as being too clean. Undressing as I walked toward the bathroom door, I was yet again completely naked by the time I entered the bathroom.
Steam billowed throughout the room, I could see barely two feet in front of me. I could tell that the bathroom was huge though, at least as large as our bedroom. The giggling continued as I walked towards the sound of the shower. "Heather?" I called out as I approached the obscure glass shower doors. "Damn!" I thought, "That shower is big enough for six people!"
The laughter immediately stopped, then it started up again, only this time sounding more like quiet snickers and whispering voices. The shower door opened up on one side, and Heather's blonde head stuck out. "Hi honey!" she said, just before she started giggling again.
The door on the other side opened up, and a second woman's head, this time with short, jet-black hair stuck out. "Hi honey!" this second woman exclaimed as well, bursting into a laughing fit as she said it.
She looked out at my naked body, giving me a once over, then said "Oooo! Me likey! Hey! You'd better watch out where you put those fingers mister!" Then both heads were pulled suddenly back into the shower, both screaming and laughing, as they disappeared into the steam.
"Hi honey!" said a male voice from somewhere within the steam. "You'd better get in here quick, I've been out-numbered all afternoon, and could really use a little help!"
This last statement was followed by still more squeals from the two women, then the man's voice saying "Watch it you two! I've got a bar of soap, and I know how to use it!" By this point in the day, nothing seemed to surprise me anymore. I rolled my eyes, then opened the shower door and stepped into the bedlam.
The shower wasn't big enough for six people, it was big enough for eight. But right now there were only four, counting me. Heather was to my left, holding a hand-held shower head and spraying it into the face of the man that I had apparently heard. The second woman was on my right, trying to hold him back from Heather, as she also aimed a steady stream of water straight at him. I didn't recognize either of the extra people in the shower with my girlfriend, but of course all four of us were completely naked. Breaking loose from her hold on him, the man quickly reached up and found yet a third hand-held shower head. Just how many of those things were there in here?
The couple appeared to be older than Heather and I, as he had a bit of grey mixed into his hair. The woman's hair was jet black however, and a quick check of her bush revealed that black was either her natural color, or she dyed all of her hair. She was very pleasant to look at, but definitely not one of the perfect Barbie doll types that seemed to be displaying their wares out by the pool.
Her body as a whole made a pleasant enough package though, with large, hanging breasts, wide hips, and a small roll across her middle. I was amazed to see that her areola were at least five inches across, I'm not certain that I had ever seen any quite so large.
