Island Paradise

"No, I'm completely serious," the woman's voice on the other end of the line replied cheerfully, "You really have won a vacation trip courtesy of Tropical Adventures Unlimited!"

"This is a scam," Elizabeth shot back, "You're going to tell me all about this wonderful vacation and all I have to do is send you a couple hundred dollars to reserve my slot, right?"

The woman on the phone laughed, "Nope, this is an all expense paid vacation and we'll forward the plane tickets, hotel reservations, and travel itinerary to a local travel agent that you specify at absolutely no cost to you.

"Seriously, no scam."

Elizabeth hesitated, trying to figure out how this person had managed to get her restricted cell phone number as well as what angle the scam was trying to play.

"Fine, so how did I enter a tropical vacation contest and not even remember it?" Elizabeth asked angrily.

"Ummm, just a sec," the voice replied as Elizabeth began to hear the sound of papers being shuffled, "Ah, here we are.

"The information that I have is that Tropical Adventures Unlimited was just one of three grand prizes being offered in a raffle for..." the owner of the voice cleared her throat in sudden embarrassment, "Well, um, Passionate Play for Women."

Elizabeth felt her checks begin to burn as she remembered the adult toy party she'd attended over a month before. She also remembered that she'd entered the raffle more out of not wanting to hurt her best friend's feelings who had hosted the party than any real desire to win some oversized monster dildo that had to have been made for a horse or some weird lotion.

"I didn't know the raffle was for a vacation," Elizabeth finally stammered when she found her voice again.

"What did you think the raffle was for," the woman on the other end said in amusement.

Elizabeth stammered into the receiver for a moment until the woman laughed, "It's fine.

"But now you need to make a choice since the vacation package has three different locations for you to choose from.

"The first two are both in Hawaii, the Hapuna Beach Prince Hotel and Fairmont Orchard which are both on the Big Island.

"Then there's The Lodge at Chaa Creek in Belize."

"Wait, Belize and Hawaii!" Elizabeth asked in amazement.

The voice on the other end of the line seemed to hesitate for a moment before she cleared her throat.

"Well, there is one other location, but we normally don't offer it," the woman said hesitantly.

"Oook..." Elizabeth replied.

"Well, there's another resort that we are affiliated with," the woman said slowly, "And I wouldn't even be mentioning it except for where you bought your raffle ticket.

"We also have an opening for Dionysus Beach Resort in Tahiti."

"Tahiti!" Elizabeth squealed in delight.

"Ms Winslow, I really have to point out that the Dionysus resort is very much oriented for adults only," the woman quickly added.

"This has got to be a scam!" Elizabeth said in amazement.

"I assure you it's not Ms Winslow," the woman said with a laugh, "If you'd care to make your choice I can find a travel agent near you and send the package to them for you to pick up as soon as tomorrow."

"Tahiti!" Elizabeth said in an instant snap decision.

If this was a scam she would never have to pick up the package from where ever the mysterious person on the other end of the line decided to send it to.

"Tahiti it is then," the woman replied, "But I have to tell you again that this is an adult's only resort."

Elizabeth had the sudden mental image of a beautiful blue lagoon, beach lounge chairs scattered across pure white sand and then added a dozen screaming children running rampant around and through them.

"That sounds perfect," Elizabeth said instantly.

"Well, Ok then," the woman replied in an amused voice, "Give me just a second."

Elizabeth listened to the soft clacking of the woman's keyboard over the phone as she daydreamed of palm trees, cool ocean breezes, and beaches of pure white sand.

"All done," the woman said in a brisk voice after only a minute, "I've got your trip reserved and I've found a travel agent just a few blocks from you.

"You can stop buy anytime in the next week and finalize the dates for your trip and start packing!"

"That's it?" Elizabeth asked in surprise.

"That's it," the woman replied.

"I really do hope you like your vacation at Dionysus," the woman added in a conspiratorial voice, "I've always wanted to go there myself but never had the nerve.

"Have a wonderful evening and I hope a wonderful vacation!"

"You too," Elizabeth said as the receiver went dead.

Elizabeth pondered what the woman on the phone could mean about never having the nerve to go to Tahiti for all of two seconds until a vision of kite and surfboarding chased the stray thought from her mind.

The next three months flew by in an instant for Elizabeth as her trip had crept closer and closer. The very next day after her phone conversation she had driven to the travel agent and found that she had only to set a date for her trip. With the date selected the travel agent had printed out her itinerary, tickets, and advised her to get her passport renewed and a doctors checkup scheduled as soon as possible before congratulating her on winning a trip to such a wonderful, beautiful location.

Elizabeth had even searched online for any hint of a scam being ran by Tropical Adventures Unlimited but instead had found that they really were a booking agent for trips around the world and that they were routinely hired to handle vacation prize packages.

With her worries allayed Elizabeth had had nothing to do but daydream. She had found the Dionysus Beach Resort online and loved all the amazing pictures of little bungalows on stilts so that they were right on top of the water, amazing beaches, and the clearest, bluest water she had ever seen. The only thing that aggravated her was that there just wasn't much information on Dionysus besides that it was an exclusive invitation only resort that had a strict ban on children. Elizabeth had even started tanning, something she'd never done before, so that when her trip finally did arrive she wouldn't find herself scorched by the second day of her trip and be miserable for the remainder.

Finally the day of her trip arrived and she woke up at four am and called a cab for the ride to the airport. After the hassle of getting through security it had been an agonizing eight hour flight from SeaTac to Faa'a International. Elizabeth had been glued to the window as the Air France plane had come in for landing, the crystal clear waters an amazing shade of turquoise blue. The airport had been built out into the ocean on a manmade peninsula which gave Elizabeth an even better view as they landed. Once on the ground the plane had approached the terminal and then rolled to a stop well away from the buildings. Elizabeth watched in amazement as a truck with a built in ladder had pulled up to the side of the plane and the stewardess had opened the door.

"Have a wonderful trip!" the cheerful stewardess had exclaimed as Elizabeth stepped gingerly out onto the moving stairway and made her way down to the tarmac.

The weather was absolutely perfect as Elizabeth walked across the tarmac to the terminal. The blue skies were punctuated by occasional cotton ball clouds of blinding white, the sun a dazzling ball of fire that penetrated Elizabeth's skin with a deep, relaxing heat that the cool ocean breeze kept from being unbearable. The terminal customs staff were politely efficient, asking questions about Elizabeth's stay, what she'd brought with her, and giving a quick glance over her passport before sending her on her way with a smile and yet another admonishment to have a wonderful vacation.

As soon as Elizabeth stepped out of the Customs Inspection area she noticed a young man wearing nothing but a skirt made of leaves holding a sign with her name on it. From his deep bronze skin, black hair and exotic tattoos around his well muscled biceps, chest and thighs Elizabeth was pretty sure he was a native Tahitian.

"I'm Elizabeth," Elizabeth said as she walked over to him.

"Ah, wonderful," the young man replied with a huge smile, "I'm Arenui and I'll take you to Dionysus!"

Arenui instantly took her one piece of checked luggage and carryon from her and began to lead the way through the terminal.

"Is this your first time to Tahiti?" Arenui asked politely as he led Elizabeth back out onto the tarmac.

"Umm, yes," Elizabeth replied, "Is this were we pick up our car?"

"Car?" Arenui laughed, "No ma'am, we need to take another flight to Taha'a which is the island that Dionysus is on."

"Oh," Elizabeth replied, not really relishing the idea of getting back onboard another plane.

Arenui led the way towards several smaller planes with huge floats instead of wheels. Elizabeth felt herself slowing even as they got closer and closer.

"We aren't flying in one of those are we?" Elizabeth finally asked as Arenui reached a blue and white plane with massive floats and Dionysus stenciled on the side.

"Don't worry," Arenui said, still grinning as he stowed Elizabeth's baggage, "I'll take us over Moorea and Hauhine and show you just how beautiful my Tahiti is on our way to Dionysus!"

"You're flying us?" Elizabeth squeaked, trying to imagine a less professional looking pilot than Arenui in his leaf skirt, no shirt or shoes.

"Yes ma'am," Arenui said, "I've been a pilot now for over a decade so you've nothing to worry about.

"Just let me change and we can get taxing for our takeoff."

Arenui had taken a pair of white cotton shorts and a thin white tee-shirt with a Dionysus logo stenciled on it out of the baggage compartment while he had been talking. He slipped the light shirt over his head and then Elizabeth's eyes bulged as without so much as glancing around to see if anyone was watching slipped the leaf skirt off. Arenui was facing away from Elizabeth so all she could see was his well sculpted, hard butt as he stepped out of the skirt and into the white shorts.

Elizabeth glanced hastily around the tarmac to see if anyone but her had noticed Arenui's hasty change of wardrobe as he dug around inside the cargo compartment of the floatplane.

"Ah, here we are," he finally said, pulling out a pair of white deck shoes and slipping them on.

"Ready?"

Elizabeth felt a smile tugging at the edges of her mouth as the picture of Arenui's hard butt as he bent over flashed through her mind. She couldn't believe that having someone casually change clothes out where anyone could see was normal for Tahiti, but neither was she absolutely sure that it wasn't. Elizabeth hated the idea of seeming to be the prudish tourist who couldn't handle a glimpse of a naked ass, even if it was a firm, muscled, very pinchable ass.

"Umm, yea," Elizabeth finally stammered.

Arenui helped Elizabeth climb up into the copilot's seat, placing a set of earphones over her head before making his way to his own side of the plane and climbing in. After only a few more minutes Elizabeth was watching the Faa'a airport slip past as the vibration of the floatplane's engine vibrated through her. Elizabeth barely listened as Arenui checked with someone on the radio and finally accelerated down the runway and into the air. The plane quickly gained altitude as Arenui banked gently and paralleled the coast.

"That's Pirae," Arenui said through the headphones, "We'll be turning north west as soon as we pass and heading for Moorea."

Elizabeth nodded, her eyes fixed on the stunning beauty of the island flying by. The emerald green of the lush tropical jungle stretched right up to the ocean which was a just as stunning cobalt blue. Flashes of darker blue raced by under the sea and Elizabeth guessed that they were some of the coral reefs that she had read about.

The flight went by amazingly quickly, with expanses of crystal clear ocean broken by islands of lush emerald green jungles. Arenui kept up a running commentary of the sights they were flying over but Elizabeth barely heard a word as one amazing vista was replaced by another that just as amazing and breathtaking.

The plane banked again and started descending as Elizabeth caught sight of two long piers with smaller curved piers spread out in a fan at the end. The impression was two palm trees stretched out into the ocean studded with tiny doll sized bungalows.

"That's Dionysus," Arenui said, circling the resort as the plane descended.

"It's beautiful," Elizabeth said.

"Thank you," Arenui said with obvious pride.

The plane continued to descend and soon Elizabeth found herself holding her breath as the plane literally skimmed over the top of the ocean waves. With less of a bounce that what Elizabeth had felt when the Air France jet had landed at Faa'a the floatplane finally made contact with the water, Eliabeth being pulled forward in her seat by the rapid deceleration. After slowing Arenui steered the plane towards one of the two piers jutting out into the ocean.

Elizabeth couldn't tear her eyes away from the shore as the plane bobbed its way towards the pier. At the last moment Arenui cut the engine and they coasted up to the dock where two men were waiting.

Elizabeth had been looking at the bungalows and only glanced at the two men working on securing the plane, but quickly did a double take. Both men were native Tahitians with short, stocky builds, bronzed skin and black hair, both barefoot and topless, muscles gleaming in the sun. What had drawn Elizabeth's attention and held it there as she stared at the two Tahitian's was that they were also both wearing a tiny cloth tied around their waists and running between their legs which only just barely covered their privates.

Elizabeth's eyes were wide while she watched the two men made quick work of securing the plane and unloading her luggage before Arenui climbed out and opened her door.

"Welcome to Dionysus!" Arenui said with a flourish of his left arm, his right helping Elizabeth step down out of the plane.

Elizabeth stepped down to the free floating dock while still watching as her bag and carryon were swept away by one of the nearly naked men. Elizabeth's eyes strayed away from the man's tight buns and caught site of a middle aged woman who looked to be in her mid forties strolling towards them.

"Hi Arenui," the woman called out as she strolled past.

Elizabeth felt her heart skip a beat as the woman walked past, topless and wearing a g-string even smaller than the two men's thongs had been, her pulse racing while she imagined for a moment being brave enough to wear the exact same thing.

Arenui took Elizabeth's arm in his and began to lead her up the dock towards the beach and a large, open building with a veranda style porch surrounding it.

Elizabeth had finally steeled herself to ask Arenui if the woman's outfit, or more accurately, lack of outfit was ok to wear when she saw two young women who were obviously staff. Both had exotic flowers woven into their raven black hair, their skin just as bronzed as Arenui's and the porters and both wore a loose leaf skirt and nothing else. Even as Elizabeth watched she realized she could see through the skirts to catch an occasional glimpse just as quickly hidden of what was between the young women's legs.

Elizabeth felt her feet tangle together and would have stumbled to the ground if not for Arenui's strong hands helping her to stay upright.

"Are you alright?" Arenui asked as he helped Elizabeth regain her balance.

"I think so," Elizabeth said even as she felt her heart still pounding in her chest.

Elizabeth really looked at the beach that stretched away from the pier paying particular attention to the few guests that she could see. Of the handful of women and two or three men who were obviously guests she realized that all of them were either topless or in more cases than not completely nude.

"I guess when they referred to Dionysus as adults only they weren't just talking about excluding children," Elizabeth said ironically as she started walking towards the lobby again.

Arenui glanced at her with a decidedly peculiar look as he led her into the elegant, beautiful lobby.

Even in the tropical heat the lobby was cool and refreshing with floor to ceiling doors around the entire room, all of them thrown open to the ocean breeze. Natural wood pillars supported a thatch roof which kept the marble floors shaded and cool and Elizabeth could only imagine how good it would feel to walk barefoot from the hot sand onto that smooth, cold surface. Leather furniture competed with wicker chairs without clashing while a large horseshoe shaped front desk made from volcanic stone and coral drew the eye towards the waiting young and very naked woman behind it.

"Ms Winslow?" the brunette behind the counter asked as Arenui led Elizabeth up.

"Yes," Elizabeth replied, trying but not really succeeding from keeping her eyes from slipping from the young woman's oval face down to her petite breasts and dark brown nipples. It was obvious even with the young woman's dark tan that she wasn't Tahitian which seemed to shock Elizabeth even more.

"Perfect!" the young woman said, "We've been expecting you and have your bungalow all prepared."

"Thank you," Elizabeth replied, her eyes slipping back to the young woman's nipples.

It took only moments for the young woman to check Elizabeth in before she looked back up to Elizabeth.

"Your bags should already be in your bungalow," the young woman said with a smile, "But before you get settled in I'd like to remind you that we have our beach dinner and Ote'a dance tonight starting at seven and tomorrow there will be an outing to Vaea reef for snorkeling."

Elizabeth nodded without really hearing what the young woman said, her eyes drawn to her dark areoles and nipples that were perking up and getting harder even as she watched. When Elizabeth glanced up at the woman she was very obviously checking out Elizabeth as well, her eyes running slowly up Elizabeth's long, coltish legs, lingering over her flat stomach and stopping at Elizabeth's C breasts which were contained at the moment in a sports bra that suddenly felt a few sizes too small.

The woman finally made eye contact with Elizabeth and smiled. Elizabeth felt her checks heating and ran her fingers through her long, sandy brown hair, unsure what to say.

"Can I show you to your bungalow?" Arenui asked, breaking the spell and taking Elizabeth by the arm before turning towards one of the open doors.

"Oh, ok," Elizabeth said, her checks heating from more than the tropical temperatures.

"I think Jill likes you," Arenui said with a smirk as he led Elizabeth back outside, across the beach and down one of the piers jutting out into the ocean.

"What?" Elizabeth stammered.

"Jill," Arenui replied with a devilish grin, "I think she might be a little sweet on you."

Elizabeth didn't have a clue how to respond since she wasn't the least bit interested in women. At least she thought she wasn't the least bit interested in women as a sudden mental image of Jill's dark areola and hardening nipple came to mind.

Arenui chuckled and led the way down the pier past bungalow after bungalow perched on top of the crystal clear water of the lagoon. As they were passing yet another a rhythmic slapping sound made Elizabeth glance towards the bungalows open door and wide window with thin, filmy curtains pulled back before she froze on the spot.

A muscular bronzed Tahitian with raven black hair and more tattoos than Elizabeth had ever seen on a single person was standing at the edge of a bed, his hands on the hips of a blond woman with pale, milky skin who was on her knees in front of him and another man with sandy brown hair and a light tan standing in front of her with his back to Elizabeth. All three were naked and as Elizabeth watched, spellbound, the Tahitian thrust forward, lifting the woman's knees from off the bed and making the loud slapping sound. Without really seeing what the woman was doing she knew the man standing in front of her was getting his own share of attention as his hips rocked back and forth.