Suite, Sun, Sand and Seduction
Silver's chiffon dress provides a glowing yellow sunlight filter as she throws open the french doors and steps out on the balcony. The bell hop and I watch as she stretches her arms to the open sky; tan cheeks peeking out from under the hem of her dress. Laughing as she twirls, the hem glides up and down like liquid, exposing her lacy white panties and sweet, tan ass. We watch as she walks to the balcony rail and gazes out over the beautiful blue ocean. Directly below the balcony is one of the coolest swimming pools I've ever seen. In her eagerness to see everything at once, Silver is up on her tip toes leaning out over, looking left and right and down. Her short yellow dress has ridden up again; thigh gap accentuating the amazing view of her white lace panties and tan ass... holy god, those long legs stretch from her tippy toes right up to my own personal Pearly Gates.
She turns around clapping her hands with joy, her radiant smile outshining the landscape behind her. "Honey! You've got to come see this view!"
I pause for a moment to enjoy our view, then say "Darling, I've got the most incredible view from right here!" I glance back and notice the bellhop is standing with his jaw slack, eyes round. Turning back to him saying over my shoulder, "Just a sec honey, let me get Miguel on his way."
Breaking out of his revere, Miguel's white toothy grin is stark against his sun drenched skin. I hand him a few bills and he says, "Thank you! I am completely at your service today and Thomas will take over for me tonight. Please send me a text, any time...if you need or want anything, anything at all.", adding emphasis, "My number is on the card.", pointing to the cheese and fruit snack tray and champagne. Tucking the money into his front pocket, I notice him awkwardly adjusting himself before withdrawing his hand. With a smile and wave he heads out, closing the door behind himself.
Silver looks at me with her hands on her hips, "Were you two looking at my ass?"
All I can do is give her a sheepish smile shrug my shoulders and say, "Baby, I know it has been a long day on the road, but it is completely impossible to ignore how delicious you are in yellow today, especially with the sunlight streaming through your dress and that beautiful ocean with the sparkling sand beach behind you."
Silver, knowing my predilections, just smiles and gives me the "c'mon" motion. We both lean out and take in the incredible view. The pool below is like a tropical paradise with bridges and palm trees; small rock grottoes hide behind waterfalls. I can discern a couple as they kiss in a heated embrace in a shallow grotto. People of all makes, shapes and sizes are relaxing on loungers, in the pool on floats or just standing in front of the bar with a cold tropical beverage.
The third floor balcony is high enough to keep eyes on the ground from seeing into our suite and there is only one floor above us. Another building, exactly like ours, sits beside us at a 90° angle. The two buildings form a "V" so that both have incredible views of the ocean and of course, the tropical expanse below.
Continuing, "I know you think it's just because I love you, but I believe today has proven that I'm not just blowing smoke here. You look like sunshine in that dress and I know, at the very least, a few truckers that can attest to that fact. Plus, what was his name again, Benjamin? I believe he said you are 'a vision in yellow'?".
This causes Silver to duck her head down with a shy grin.
"Not to mention Mr. Swimmer Guy, Joel with his video, quite literally had a hard-on for you." I add with a bit of gravel in my voice.
The red creeps slowly up her neck to her cheeks; lifting her elbow to peek up at me she says with a little giggle, "He really did, didn't he?"
Quickly dropping her elbow down to keep her face hidden. I put my arm around her waist and pull her close, my lips on her hair, "Based on what you described, I would hope that it was hard... otherwise...", the implication clear.
Daring another peek, Silver says "OMG baby. No. Thank. You! 9 inches, hard, would be quite enough! I c..can't even imagine...", glancing down at her forearm. "Surely he was hard... right?"