I let this play out, waiting for enough time to pass that it would seem reasonable to swap back and to detect when he was nearing climax. I judged that time had arrived so I rolled onto my back and spread my legs. “Ryan” I said, running an extended finger theatrically over my slit, “my turn again”.
Ryan slowed to a halt and pulled his cock out of her. It was still rock hard and now lubricated with the juice of both our pussies. He moved over to me and lay on top and I wrapped my legs around him. I reached for his cock to guide it and he thrust forward into me, making us both cry out. I pulled him onto me and held him tightly. “Cum for me” I whispered. He began to thrust - hard, urgently, fast. I squeezed my arms as tight as I could around him. His head was buried in my neck and I felt his warm breaths as he grunted in time with his thrusts.
It didn’t take long, he was closer than I’d thought. He banged into me faster and faster and harder and then he cried out and his whole body clenched and he gripped me so tightly I couldn’t move. I felt his warm load empty inside me and I squeezed my legs and arms around him and held him until he went silent and his body relaxed. He lay on top of me and I turned my face to his and found his mouth and kissed him for a long time.
Our companion showered, dressed, and left barely saying a word. I never did get her name. I was still in bed with Ryan, my head on his chest and the thin cover pulled over us. We didn’t speak for a while, and it was he who broke the silence.
“I was starting to like you,” he said.
“What?” I replied.
“I kept thinking about you. I wanted to be with you and the thought of you with other guests made me cold. I thought…I thought if I took another girl it would make a difference. Clear my head.”
I let that sit in silence. Nothing? You’ve got nothing for him?
“I’m leaving,” he said.
“You’re leaving??” Don’t.
“I’ve been here three weeks. I can do some work but it’s not the same and now my head isn’t in it. People need me.”
Another silent pause. Finally I said quietly “I was starting to like you too.”
“You were?” he said. “Then come with me.”
“Come with you?” I laughed. “As what?”
“Okay, well, I mean - come to California.”
“Maybe one day I will.”
That was as much commitment as I ever gave him.
Chapter Ten
Day Fifteen. On the morning after Ryan left I woke up to the sun streaming warmly through my thin curtains as always. I slipped on a bikini and went for a swim in the blue sea. Undisturbed, I paddled languorously for over an hour. I dried and went back to my cabin to put on a skirt and top and to retrieve some fruit for breakfast and the latest book I’d taken from the library: Little Women. I found a quiet spot in the shade where the sand met the trees and sat cross-legged, engrossed in it, for the entire morning.
When I went back for lunch I found a card in my room. It seems I had work to do.
Room 20, 2pm.
I ate and showered and put on one of the silk robes provided for me. A few minutes before 2pm I left my cabin and walked into the main building to find room 20, one of the large rooms at the front overlooking the beach. I tapped on the door.
A man answered, wearing only a white towel wrapped around his waist. I say a man, my god. Tall, big arms, big pecks, flat stomach. This guy worked out. Dark hair, tanned skin. Piercing eyes. Finally I looked into his eyes.
“Hi, please come in” he said smiling, at ease. To enter I had to walk past him very closely. I smelled a manly, woody, after-shave on him. He closed the door. “Well you are beautiful” he said.
“Thank you”. You’re not so bad yourself.
At that moment I noticed we were not alone. Lying on the bed, propped on one elbow, was a stunning red-headed woman. She was naked, one leg pulled forward and bent at the knee, her arm draped idly on her waist. Full breasts, soft skin. The way she lay I could see but a hint of red bush between her legs.
“This is my wife,” he indicated. “We’re looking forward to spending time with you.”
She smiled and looked at me. She had a predatorial, hungry, look in her eyes. “So nice to meet you” she said. “Please, join us.”
My heart beating madly I untied my robe and slipped it to the floor to stand naked before them, for their pleasure.
How could I ever think about leaving this place?
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