As always, a number of the situations have been inspired by some of the small band of authors whose work I immensely admire, and to whose high standards I aspire. I have attempted to occasionally incorporate a flavour of their imagination in this new story, in tribute to them. Without their inspiration, I would not be writing.
Chapter 8 - DAY FIVE: FURTHER SEDUCTIONS
Gary and Tommy...
The two friends waited until their girlfriends left the breakfast area to prepare for their day ahead. Yesterday had been a frustrating day. The two girls had dragged them on a sightseeing tour and so neither man had the opportunity to make any further progress, or even discuss between themselves what had happened so far.
As they watched the two women head to their rooms, their eyes searched each other's face in an attempt to discern some clue as to any developments. They called for another coffee before starting their conversation.
"Did you see her at their table," Tommy asked, nodding over to where Charles and Peggy were sitting.
"Who, the brunette?" Gary asked.
"No, you beefcake. That's Peggy. They're husband and wife," he said. He nodded again over to the couple. "And that was their son who was briefly with them."
"So..." responded Gary.
Tommy sighed. "What I'm asking is, before that, did you see the young black girl who called over to speak to them. Veronica, I think."
"No, I missed that. Why?"
Tommy whistled. "Man, she looks better every time I see her. Her breasts were almost bursting out of her bikini."
Gary laughed. "You're just horny because you got nowhere with Gina."
Tommy smiled. "What makes you think that?"
"I was looking for clues when we were all together yesterday. There weren't any..."
Tommy laughed, playfully punching his best friend on the arm. "Okay. And how did you manage with Toni?"
"I did okay," Gary replied.
"What's okay?"
"She let me sketch her," he answered confidently.
"When?"
"Whilst we went off for a drink the day before yesterday," Gary responded.
Tommy laughed. "Big deal. So you drew a picture of her..."
Gary nodded, deciding against talking about his naked, self portrait. Nor was he willing to refer to their flirtatious conversation. Not yet.
"Better than what you achieved," he responded.
"That's what you think," Tommy chuckled.
Gary raised an eyebrow.
"Whilst you were doing your piece of drawing, I was rubbing sun tan oil onto Gina."
"Yeah, right," Gary said.
Tommy laughed "Yeah, right. And not just rubbing it on. It was a slow, sensual massage."
"I don't believe you," Gary said. "Gina would not have allowed that."
Not only did she allow it, thought Tommy. She actually came! Better not tell Gary that, he thought. It was a bit too early for that sort of confession.
"Have I ever lied to you?" asked Tommy.
Gary looked his best friend in the eye. That was true. He had never known Tommy to tell him a lie. Perhaps he had better step up the pace with Toni?
*
Lisa and Veronica...
Lisa had no idea why Loncraine wanted to see her. Veronica quietly spoke to her whilst Leo was enjoying a drink with Barry and Simon at the poolside bar and asked if she could spare him twenty minutes. Veronica had put on her most coy face and when Lisa asked her whether anything was wrong, she actually blushed a little.
"There may be," Veronica replied.
"But what?" asked the stunning brunette.
"I... I can't say," Veronica half whimpered, grinning inwardly.
"Veronica..." began Lisa.
"It's about last night," Veronica whispered.
"Last night?" she responded. "But I had a great night. Loncraine talked to me for ages about cars, until you and Leo had finished dancing."
"It's about me and Leo," she whimpered.
"What about you and Leo?" Lisa asked, her brow furrowing.
"I'm eighteen next month," the beautiful young girl stated.
That was a lie as her birthday had occurred two months ago. Not that her age had ever made any difference to her sexual proclivities. She had been sexually active for a couple of years now. But this was an important detail that Lisa needed to believe. Inside, she was smiling. She had played these sexual games with her father and elder sister ever since he had purchased the hotel, and very successfully too. But outwardly, she wore a demure look of concern.
"So...?" Lisa asked, but when Veronica remained quiet, she added, "I'll just tell Leo."
"No..." the eighteen-year old interceded. "I think it would be better for you to just slip away and hear what my father has to say."
"But that's nonsense," Lisa complained. "I must mention this to Leo..."
This time Veronica put her slim hand on Lisa's perfect, tanned arm. Leo's wife was wearing a cream bikini and it complemented her honey tanned skin to perfection. Veronica looked at the magnificent, golden breasts and the coral nipples that had arisen against the fabric at the news she had just conveyed. Her father would enjoy this one.
"Please believe me," Veronica softly explained. "You should hear my father first."
Standing now, the blonde woman stared at Veronica. The young girl was a beautiful vision in her black bikini and see through sarong around her hour glass waist. But it wasn't Veronica's looks that concerned her, it was what she was saying. When she thought about it, all three men had been unusually quiet today, as if they had something on their minds, and there was something in Veronica's deep brown eyes convinced Lisa that she should do as suggested.
"I'm sure it won't take long," Veronica softly said. "He's in his office."
As the blonde turned towards the hotel building, Veronica watched the smooth interplay of her perfect, shapely, peach-like buttocks, the tiny triangle of her bikini already partly submerged in the cleft of her superb bottom. She smiled.
"Lisa..." she called when the well-rounded woman had walked a few yards.
