So, Day Three comes and goes without event . . . and I mean WITHOUT EVENT! I didn't get to see My Islander all day. No matter where I looked, he wasn't there. It was a heartbreaking day. However, I couldn't let on to the hubby how dejected I felt about it. I didn't want him to think I didn't want or love him anymore. In fact, even without My Islander around, just thinking of him got me so aroused that I took the hubby back to the grotto for a little ride. So, I'm sure he wouldn't have minded knowing that he was just "filling in" for the time being. But then Day Four . . .
I wake up early, head out to the pool, and lie down next to a lady I've been sunbathing with throughout week. We strike up a conversation and her husband joins us. They talk about what they've been doing on their vacation so far and my hubby joins us and tells us about another activity tonight that we should at least watch - if not attend. It's a dinner/party/bonfire, etc. It's a bit expensive and I'm a bit reserved (woefully shy, actually), so I know it won't be worth the money for me. These things are great if you're outgoing and willing to let your hair down . . . I cut mine off a long time ago. I know it's not going to be for me. But, we all agree to go together to dinner in the restaurant so we can watch.
I've given up hope of seeing My Islander (not really, but I tell myself that), and spend the entire day at the pool. Then we change clothes and head to a wine tasting party that precedes dinner. It's in the same place as the Welcome Party, so I'm on the lookout and sure enough . . . here comes My Islander. His eyes are scanning the crowd and when he sees me, they stay on me and his smile grows wider.
AJ sees me smiling and turns to see what's caught my attention. He scoots his chair closer to me, puts my hand on his crotch - he's hard! - and asks me what I'm thinking. I don't even stop to consider my words, I blurt out, "I want him!" He smiles. The couple from the pool have joined us . . . they don't know what I'm talking about and ask for clarification. I'm mortified! What have I done? I try to cover my blunder with some lame story about wanting My Islander to take us on a tour of the island. They buy it! Whew!
We get up for dinner. I'm not hungry anymore. I'm near tears; I want My Islander so bad. He sees that we're heading out and he walks in our direction. What to say? Leave it to AJ to break the ice. He and My Islander begin talking. They walk in front of me and the other couple - thank God! I can stare at that sweet ass all the way to the restaurant. Sure enough, My Islander offers to take us on a private tour of the island. I'm screaming "yes" in my head, but leave it to AJ to set it up. He lets the moment pass without setting a time and we part company at the restaurant.
I can't even focus on the conversation at the dinner table, where we've been joined by another couple, because I'm obsessing about My Islander. I lean over and ask AJ several times why he didn't set something up. He just smiles at me. I can't take it. I can't eat. I want to go out in search of him. I give away much of the food on my plate so I'm finished when AJ's done and we beg off from spending the rest of the night with our new friends.
