Lust and Sex in Paradise

Lust and Sex in Paradise

Two solo vacationers do some special sharing

CAROL

"I tell you, Tami, dating sucks!"

"Don't I know it. You've at least been down the aisle once and the closest I've been is being your bride's maid. If I recall, you were trying a new online dating site. I take it with less than stellar results?"

"It's about the same as the other sites I've tried. I've met some nice men, bedded a few; more out of needing a fuck than anything else. They were ok in the sack but not 'the one'."

"I can relate to that," Tami replied with a sigh. "I like my toys but they're a poor substitute for a real cock pounding hard and deep."

Carol couldn't help but smile to herself. Even though she had met Tami as a fellow med student years ago and she's a few years younger, they've had a close relationship -- almost like sisters. It was too bad their careers took them to cities far apart.

"And no toy can eat my pussy," Carol added.

"Now that's a favorite erotic image. Unfortunately for me, it's been a while. Guys want us to suck their cock, which I enjoy, but having them reciprocate? good luck."

"My ex was pretty good at it before we got married but did it less frequently after. I'm with you, guys are pretty selfish when it comes to oral sex. To me, it's the ultimate kiss. I'm not ashamed to admit that I've used my vibrator many a night with the fantasy of my lover eating me to climax."

"Me too," Tami groaned.

Carol chuckled and said, "This X-rated conversation is making me horny."

"Aren't we a pair," Tami said with a giggle. "If someone would hear us, they'd think we're a couple of horny teenagers."

"So, tell me Dr. Barnes, what's your diagnosis?"

"I think you're suffering from dating burn out."

"I can't argue with that. What's your recommendation?"

"Well, let's analyze your situation. First, you're attractive. I'm sure you get noticed when you walk into a room."

"I'm not sure it's that or the fact I'm six feet tall. And let me add, I remember seeing how guys gave you more than a second glance and you are almost the same height."

"Ok, we're both tall and good looking but trust me, doctor, you turn heads. You also have a better-looking body. Granted we could swap clothes except I'd have to do a lot of stuffing to fill your bra. I certainly missed out when it comes to tits."

"I think you are being a bit hard on yourself. You have a nice bod."

"Well anyway, back to you. My prescription is for you is to take a vacation. Two weeks if you can swing it. By the way, how goes work?"

"Actually, work has improved. We've hired another associate fresh out of med school and she's been a great addition to the staff. And you're right; I haven't had a vacation in more than a year."

"You're due and I know just the place. One of my patients and her husband really enjoyed an all-inclusive resort in Punta Cana. You can do it all, pool, ocean, golf, tennis, and best of all, a spa. They even have a disco so who knows, you might meet someone and ah..."

"Yeah right, like that's going to happen."

"Don't be such a pessimist, you never know. Oh, and one other thing, you don't need to bring any equipment. Just pack shorts and tee shirts and comfortable dresses. Underwear is optional and we'll need to discuss your swimsuits. Anyway, I'll email the info so you can check it out."

"Sounds great. Anything else?"

"Don't forget to pack 'Mr. Big' just in case you see some hunks that unfortunately have a wife or girlfriend hanging on their arm."

"Don't worry, that'll be the first thing I pack."

"Well, you've got me worked up. I'm heading to the shower for some play time with my pussy."

"Great idea. That waterproof vibrator you recommended is just what this doctor needed. Enjoy and thanks, Tami. You're the best friend ever."

LARRY

I was looking over the expense reports submitted by my crew when Mrs. Biggs poked her head in the door and announced, "I have Mr. Garrison on line two."

"Thanks Emily." What a great clerk she has been for the duration of the project. Sometimes you get lucky with the local temps that are hired by the company. I've struggled to call her by her first name for the primary reason that she's older than my mother. There's been many a weekend that I've enjoyed the hospitality of her home. Great food and watching old classic movies with her and her husband, Jack. I was raised on the movie musicals and mysteries of the 30s, 40s, and 50s. I never tire of them.

"Yes boss. Everything ok?"

"More than ok. You and your team did very well. You met the early completion date and the owner has agreed to close out the project next week. Everyone involved will soon receive a bonus check. Now I have bad news and good news. The bad news is that our old friend, Bob Blair is having some health issues and announced his retirement. The good news is he thought you'd make a good replacement and the VP agreed. What do you say?"

"Well, I'm sorry about Bob. I wish I was half the engineer he is. And if you think I'm good for the job, all I can say is yes."

"No more months in the field anymore. Maybe now you'll get a more normal life and settle down."

"You sound like my parents. So, in the meantime, what's your plans for me."

"I'm glad you asked. To use a phrase, I know you're familiar with: your assignment Mr. Kovich, should you choose to accept it, is to take a vacation as soon as you can arrange it."

"You've been watching too many 'Mission Impossible' reruns but who am I to argue with a directive like that."

"I know this is out of the blue for you so may I make a suggestion?"

"Shoot."

"Do you know where Punta Cana is?"

"Dominican Republic."

"Exactly. Now my wife and I recently stayed at a really nice all-inclusive resort there. It has everything you need to get away from work. They have golf, tennis, pools, ocean, snorkeling, you name it. The golf course is off-site and you can rent the clubs but everything else they furnish. But just to be on the safe side, I'd recommend you bring your own golf and tennis balls."

"Sounds perfect."

"I'll email all the information and the travel agent we used."

I couldn't help but smile at what had just happened. Too bad I didn't have a girlfriend to share it with.

CAROL

Flying anywhere out of Albuquerque is never fun let alone heading all the way to Punta Cana. Fortunately, l followed Tami's advice and booked first/business class RT air. Getting up very early in the morning to make that first flight was going to make for a pretty long day. I wanted, and deserved, all the comfort the airline could provide. The additional perk was having access to the VIP lounges along the way.

The first drink I ordered, once I was settled in, was a mimosa. I toasted myself and said, "

Welcome to your new adventure

." One good drink deserves another and on the advice of my doctor, I was not to catch up on anything remotely close to work. Dr. Barnes also had a list of romance novels I was to read and they are all on my iPad. The titles looked interesting and so did the cover pictures. I hesitated because the last thing I needed was to spend two weeks getting hot and horny from reading steamy novels with no relief other than using Mr. Big. But then, Tami has a way of persuasion. I opened the first one listed in the library.

The flights went well and even on time. Sitting up front is a different world. Better service, food, and drinks. Definitely worth the price. By the time I landed in Punta Cana, it was late afternoon and I had finished the novel. It wasn't a long book but it did what I knew it would do. The sex scenes were graphic and hot and erotic. I know I'm crazy but I reread each one more than once and fantasized that it was me in the story. Tami knows me all too well. Jacking off while Mr. Big fills my cunt will definitely be on my 'to do list' tonight. Probably more than once because I know I'll read some of those sex scenes again.

Being in row three of the plane had me in front of a lot of people and there wasn't much of a line to get through customs and immigration. No sooner had I found the baggage claim carousel than out popped my bag. I was out the door quickly and there in the crowd was a man holding up the sign with the resort's name on it.

"Your name."

"Carol MacKay"

"Take a seat while I tend to your luggage."

I looked inside the van and there were five people. Three rows of seats with a couple in the first and second rows and a handsome man sitting in the back. Wavy dark hair and a killer smile. I can't be this lucky, I thought, but if I am, Tami, you're not going to believe this. I took a deep breath and tried not to act flustered. I swallowed, cleared my throat and repeated on the way to the seat, "

play it cool Carol, play it cool"

.

"Hi, I'm Carol."

"Larry. Pleased to meet you. First time?"

Oh my, what a sexy voice. I swear I could feel my face flush. I smiled and replied, "Yes. And you?"

"Same. My boss recommended it. Said he and his wife just loved the place. Where are you from?"

"Albuquerque. Where do you call home?"

"Overland Park which is a suburb of Kansas City."

"I have a close friend who lives in Overland Park. She was a classmate during med school."

"I take it you're both doctors. Any particular specialty?"

"Dermatology. What do you do?"

"I'm an electrical engineer with a consulting firm. I just completed a project and I'm here to relax and play."

"Me too. Although I don't have any particular agenda, my plan is to take advantage of the various activities the resort has to offer."

"That's exactly what my boss recommended."

"I can't remember the last time I played golf or tennis and I've never kayaked in the ocean but now I've got two weeks to do it all."

"All I can say is ditto except, unfortunately, I'm only here for ten days."

Do I take the initiative or should I wait on him to ask? What a surprise when we both said, "Look" at the same time.

"Go ahead," I urged.

"No. Ladies first."

"Well, ah.... I know this is very unusual even for me, but ah... if you need a partner... "

I can't believe I just said that. I don't know this man but yet I feel a connection. I think I'm living a romance novel. I hope he doesn't think I'm intruding on his time and space.

'Thank you. I was about to ask you the same thing."

"I don't want to monopolize your time, after all it's your vacation."

"Not all. I'd look forward to being your partner."

I could take the word partner with a double meaning. I like the way he flirts.

"Thanks, Larry. I hope I can measure up. How do you propose we meet up to play?" I can flirt too.

"After we get checked in, we can get a lay of the land and take it from there. If you like, we can discuss a plan over dinner."

I felt a tingle in my pussy I hadn't experienced in a long time. I looked down and my nipples were hard and definitely visible. Knowing that Larry was glancing at them too turned me on even more. I squeezed my legs together and hoped Larry is for real.

When we arrived at the resort, I had another pleasant surprise. Not only was Larry taller than me but he had a nice body too. I can't wait to check him out at the pool and... down girl, take it easy.

As we stood by van, our driver said, "Wait here. You two are in the Premier Club."

We looked at each other and waited. A few minutes later we were sitting in a golf cart and being taken to the Premier Club building where we checked in. Here club members had their own concierge service, bar, restrooms, and various snack food throughout the day. We were impressed.

Luck was with me again when we checked in. Our rooms were adjacent and with a lovely view of the pool and gardens. We settled on the time and place for dinner and Larry announced he was headed for the pool as soon as he unpacked. "That's a great idea. I think I'll join you." I unpacked and changed in record time.

LARRY

I hate early morning flights but at least I had only one connection and with enough layover time to enjoy the lounge. My Pre-TSA pass got me through the system quickly and fortunately there were no issues with the tennis balls and my small travel bag of golf balls and tees. While I appreciated my boss' efforts to make this vacation happen, the thought of being solo at a Caribbean resort full of women in various swimsuits... well, I'll not go there. I'll concentrate on physical activities and not the female scenery.

I started reading a cozy mystery that an author had sent me with the agreement that I would write a review of the book on Amazon. The book was actually very good and I finished it by the time we touched down in Punta Cana.

I breezed through customs and immigration and since I only traveled with carryon luggage, I was quickly out the door. I walked into a sea of drivers and tourist and felt like I was walking the gauntlet before I finally found the resort driver.

"You name sir."

"Larry Kovich."

"Thank you, sir. Please take a seat. We have a few more arrivals."

The van was empty and there were three rows of seats. Being a gentleman, I took the back seat and waited. It wasn't long before two couples arrived and, from the way they talked, it appeared they were friends. When I inquired if that was the case, they said yes. The women were childhood friends and they frequently took trips together.

"One more and we'll head to the resort," our driver announced.

I didn't think much of it until this gorgeous woman suddenly appeared at the van. Auburn hair, summer wear that fit her very nicely, and she was at least a head taller than our driver. The best part was she would soon be sitting next to me. Be still my heart. I know I shouldn't get my hopes up, but still, she's not with anyone and soon she'll discover, neither am I. Call me a dreamer but wouldn't it be great if we connected.

I took some deep breaths and smiled at her when she looked inside the van. I was prepared to introduce myself once she got settled when she surprised me by starting the conversation. That impressed me. I believe I saw her face flush and when I briefly glanced down, I could see her nipples pushing against her blouse. We were definitely off to a good start.

I liked the sound of her voice. Sexy came to mind. It was like a sweet melody. I briefly pictured us as Ruby Keeler and Dick Powell in the movie "Dames". Other than exchanging occupations, I didn't press her on more details and she didn't give any. I liked that too. She was here to enjoy her time at the resort and so was I.

I couldn't believe my ears when she stated what she wanted to do for two weeks. Thank you, boss, for insisting I take a vacation but it looks like my ten days was not a good decision. But then again, who knew. I thought two weeks going solo would soon become boring. Now, I hoped for fun filled days. What an opening to suggest we get together. I must be dreaming. I glanced down at her blouse and her nipples were even more prominent. She was turned on and so was I.

I was thrilled when she agreed to have dinner with me. I liked what I heard and I especially liked what I was seeing.

Being last out of the van, I took the opportunity to make a wardrobe adjustment. I didn't want the front of my slacks looking like a tent. I certainly didn't know what to expect when our driver instructed us to wait.

I'm glad my boss suggested that I pay extra for the Premier Club status. Talk about service and more. But the biggest surprise was when Carol and I were taken to our rooms. Adjacent rooms with a terrific view from our balconies. We were given the daily schedule of activities and the hours of the five restaurants. We picked a restaurant and time and I announced I was heading for the pool as soon as I unpacked.

CAROL

It didn't take long to unpack because I threw most of the clothes on the bed and hung up the few dresses I'd packed. I brought an old swimsuit -- a one piece, and three new ones that Tami helped me with. She sent some pictures of suits I should consider for what she called, 'just in case'. "

Thank you, Tami

," I said to the three and picked a dark blue bikini. When I stood in front of the mirror, I liked what I saw, especially the ample display of cleavage. "This will get your motor running, Larry," I said to my reflection and headed out the door.

Larry must have been watching for me because he quickly got my attention then jumped out of the pool and walked toward me. He wasn't wearing a small, tight Speedo like a competition swimmer, darn it. It was more of the classic style -- mid thigh and still fairly tight. What a handsome man. Eat your hearts out girls, this one is taken.

"You look terrific," he said with a big grin. He looked me over from head to toe and on his way back up his gaze lingered for a few moments at my crotch and tits. I felt that tingle in my pussy again.

"So do you," was all I could muster.

He took my hand and said, "Shall we get wet?"

The water temperature was perfect and after a long day starting at 'oh dark hundred', it felt fabulous. The pool was very long and fairly wide, around three feet deep and it snaked along the front of the buildings. There were lots of lounge chairs under grass umbrellas and lush flowers and shrubs behind them. The grounds were absolutely gorgeous.

"Oh Larry, what a fabulous place," I said as we walked hand in hand through the water. I wanted to add that being with him made it even better. He warmed my heart and another place when he kissed my hand, looked me straight in the eye and said, "Yes, it is." I wanted to hug and kiss him right then and there.

We enjoyed the pool and each other for about half an hour before heading to our rooms to get ready for dinner. I didn't call on Mr. Big but I thoroughly enjoyed using the detachable shower nozzle and its adjustable settings to hold against my pussy while I jacked off. All that sexual tension made for an explosive and powerful climax. As I was catching my breath, the thought that had been in back of my mind suddenly took center stage. When shall we have sex? I feel certain that he is interested and I'd been trying to let him know so was I. Of course, tonight is too soon, darn it. Maybe tomorrow? I'm definitely living a romance novel.

Feeling refreshed and, albeit a little weak in the knees, I put on a simple dark navy dress, a little make up and I dashed off an email to Tami to shout out the fantastic news and that I would add more later. I also asked the name of the woman who recommended this resort. Wouldn't it be ironic if she and Larry's boss were the couple?

I was ready when Larry knocked on the door and he was as handsome as I remembered. He was wearing navy shorts and the polo shirt really accented his gorgeous body. The man, the body, the smile -- yep, an instant wet pussy again. Before we departed, I grabbed his hand and walked us to the balcony for a selfie. I wanted Tami to see what I'm enjoying - a hunk on my arm in paradise. Knowing her, she'll get out her Mr. Big and other toys when I tell her Larry lives in her city.

Arm in arm, we headed for dinner. Along the way, Larry suggested we stop in the Premier Club building to inquire about many of the activities we were hoping to do during our stay.

There was a signup sheet for the tennis courts and they had rackets at no cost for club members. We signed up for mid-morning. The balls were those left behind by guests. Golf was a bit different. The golf course was about a twenty-minute drive to a sister resort. Transportation was provided to club members but the cost of club rental and play was not, which we knew because that is what the web site stated. They would set up the tee time and let them know if we'd need clubs. All non-motorized water sports were handled by the crew at the activities hut at the beach.