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This resort has got to be one of my better ideas. I haven't had a vacation in years. All work and no play makes for a very dull girl. I really needed a change of scenery. To travel all the way to this island paradise for a week, isn't the least expensive thing, but the sun sand and surf make it easier to overlook the fact that I'll be pinching every penny...dime...nickel...and quarter for the next thousand years. From inside my bungalow the wall of crystal clear glass allows for an absolutely incredible view of this tropical heaven. And the room comes with every amenity a gal could ever want. The first thing on my agenda is to stock up on some food.
"That'll be $72.83," the young clerk says.
I hand over $75.00 in cash. Boy I really splurged...what am I going do with all this food!
With my cart fully loaded, I head out the automatic door. Once outside I'm awed at the beauty of this little island hideaway. I should have come here ages ago. I take a deep cleansing breath, then slowly exhale. This is the life. With a silly smile on my face, I push my heavy load toward my cheap rental car. Slightly distracted by the clear blue sky and the lush palm trees...THUD...I crash into something. Startled I gape at the sight in front of me.
"HEY, lady," a man says sharply, "watch where you're going."
" Oh my God, I'm so sorry," I apologize and reach out my hand to help up the most gorgeous guy I've ever seen. His piercing blue eyes look up at me. I give him my most sincere smile.
He grins back. "No problem," he says as he grasps my hand.
When we touch warm sensations flood my entire body. Startled by such an intense reaction, I'm not prepared for the tug on my arm and I tumble forward, landing on top of him. Instantly I'm aware of his hard body beneath me. His scent is a heady mix of sandalwood and spice. I'm so embarrassed my whole body flushes a deep shade of red. I push up to untangle myself but I only make the contact of our lower bodies more intimate. I can feel his sex begin to stir, my nipples immediately tighten into hard nubs.
"Uummmm, I'm sorry," I mutter mortified as I get off him as gracefully as possible.
He chuckles. " Any time ," his wicked grin flashes, "most excitement I've had all day."
"I'm not usually this clumsy,"
"Sure." He teases.
I reach out again to help him up.
"I think I can manage on my own," he says with a smile, flirting with me.
"I feel so foolish, what can I do to make it up to you?"
"Well, you could fall on me again," he says provocatively, wiggling his dark eyebrows.
I giggle. A lock of his rich coco brown hair falls over his forehead making him look so sexy.
"Really, I could buy you a cup of coffee or something."
"What's the or something," he banters.
I blush. Tantalizing sparks of awareness leap between us. I'm enjoying myself, after all I haven't been so sexually attracted to a man before. It'll be fun to see where all this chemistry leads.
"Well, maybe something a little stronger than coffee," I reply.
"Like a drink?"
"Yeah, sure"
"What about dinner?"
"I guess," I say hesitantly.
"Great! I'll pick you up at seven tonight," he states, a wide grin spreading across his face.
I chuckle. "I walked right into that one didn't I"
"Yes you certainly did."
"Why don't I cook instead...tomorrow. Would that be okay?"
I can't believe I just said that, I think as I write my address down on a piece of paper.
"Works for me." He looks at it, a sexy little grin appears.
"Well, I'll see you then."
"Seven it is." He turns and walks over to a shiny black ford truck.
I gaze at him. Great buns, I ogle his lean hard form. Very nice. Lustfully distracted by his gorgeous body I suddenly remember to ask, "HEY STUD!" I shout. "I don't even know your name." But I'm to late, he's already inside his car, ready to drive away.
I can't believe I just did that. How could I be so stupid as to invite a perfect stranger to dinner tomorrow!
After putting away all the food, I quickly change into black Lycra biker shorts and a black sports bra. I plan to take full advantage of the workout room. As I head out the door, I slip on a loose a bright green tank top, to shy to expose so much skin.
"Today must be my lucky day," I whisper to myself as I peek inside the large empty room. I'll be able to whip through my regular routine in less than thirty minutes. I begin by stretching every muscle. Then I move rapidly through the leg, abdominal and back machines. Almost finished, I sit on the pec machine and begin my repetitions. Focusing on my technique I don't hear the door open.
"...7...8...9...10," I count softly, ending the first set. I relax for a minute and begin again,"...1...2...3..." A prickle of awareness alerts me that I'm not alone. I finish the second set and turn to see the man from the parking lot. "What are you doing here?" I ask surprised.
"Same as you." He grins. " I'm staying here too, imagine that."
"Oh..."
"Don't sound so excited," he teases.
"No problem," I say with a warm smile. Wanting to show him how pleased I am. He looks incredible in his dark blue nylon shorts and matching tank top. A longing to caress his hard muscles washes over me. I return to my exercises, not wanting him to see how aroused I am. I begin my third and final set.
"Nice form," he says a minute later, as he walks up behind me.
He's so close now I can feel the heat radiating from his body. Distracted I falter a little.
"Let me help," he offers. He wraps his arms around me, shadowing my position. He gently squeezes our arms together finishing the exercise. His chest brushes against my back. Shivers of excitement surge through me. He presses closer and nuzzles the back of my neck. A sigh escapes between my slightly parted lips. I lean back letting my arms drop down, not wanting to complete the set. He separates our bodies a little and begins to massage my shoulders, upper back and neck.
"Uummmm, that feels so nice," I sigh in bliss.
"Does it?" He kneads my tight muscles with his strong calloused hands. Gently rubbing in small circles.
I moan. "Don't ever stop." I can feel the stress of work give way to sexual arousal. I'm so hot! My nipples stand hard and ready in anticipation of his touch. I reach around and behind to pull his thighs into direct contact with my back. I lean my head back and push into his groin. I can feel him swollen and hard. I gently rub my head back and forth. I want to drive him as wild as I feel. He moans aloud. He cups my breasts in his palms he continues his exploration. He slips his hands inside my bra. He gently pulls and tugs on my nipples. He pinches my hard tight peaks between his thumb and index finger, all the while my hands caress the back of his bare thighs. I moan in pleasure. It feels so good. His hands work their magic, sending tingles of excitement through me. He stops for a moment to pull me up to a standing position. He turns me around so that we are now facing each other.
With our bodies barely touching, he leans forward to kiss me. Our lips gently brush, his warm moist breath caresses my face. My tongue traces his bottom lip seeking access to his delectable mouth. I probe the inside tenderly, slowly, savoring his pleasant taste. I curl my tongue around his and I begin to suckle. The kiss deepens. So consumed by passion, I don't realize that he has maneuvered us to a weight bench, until my legs brush up against it's cool surface. He gently presses me down. He nudges my legs apart and steps between them. He breaks the kiss. He leans forward as his hands slide under my top as he caresses my tummy. His fingers crawl up towards my aching breasts. I moan aloud, waiting. He teases me, stopping to rub my ribs, just barely bushing the underside of my breasts.
My hard nipples ache for his touch. Suddenly he removes his hands from under my top. I close my eyes and groan in disappointment. A moment later I sigh in pleasure when I feel the heat of his hands on my skin. He pushes my top upward. He folds it under my chin. Next he stretches the edge of my black sports bra so he can place it with my top, exposing my large breasts. I moan a little louder when his tongue licks my nipple. Slowly he draws it inside his warm mouth, sucking. He flicks his wet tongue over my rigid nub making me quiver. I bring my hands up caressing his back, urging him closer. His talented tongue shifts to the other breast. I'm so excited my hands urgently caress every accessible inch of flesh.
My fingernails trace lightly along his spine. He licks along the underside of my breast, gently nipping and sucking. With his hands leading the way he pulls down my shorts, his wet tongue follows downward over my ribs, my stomach, until he reaches my navel where it dips inside. Lower he goes with long wet strokes. His fingers reach between my legs, inside my shorts and panties, to the apex of my thighs, sliding through my soft pubic hair. He parts my folds and slips a finger inside. He probes gently. I contract my muscles, squeezing wanting him to insert it farther. He slides his finger slowly in and out. With each new thrust he pushes deeper. In, it sinks. Out, it slides from my moist heat.
He pinches my clit, rolling it between his fingers. Then he plunges two fingers inside, stroking the very core of me. My hips lift off the hard bench wanting his fingers deep inside. I moan softly through clenched teeth, the sensations so intense. His fingers undulate as my pelvis gyrates in circles seeking climax. I'm so close to orgasm that my hips buck wildly up and down. All of a sudden I feel the bench shift and we tumble to the floor. I let out a startled cry.
"Do I sense a pattern here?" He chuckles.
I just giggle harder. Soon the two of us are laughing hysterically. As our laughter fades, I realize just how out of control our attraction spiraled. But instead of feeling afraid, a thrill of excitement washes through me. To be so consumed by desire, is a heady feeling. One I want to experience to the fullest.
"Ummmm, usually I get a mans name before...well...anyway, I'm Sherry." I can feel the flush of embarrassment warm my face. I stand up.
