Jennifer had checked into the hotel 6 days ago and this was her last day. It had been a relaxing week, even if she was on her own. An upmarket hotel by the sea, with a mixture of families, couples and singles right on the beach with 5* service at your beck and call. The kind of place where the staff know your name and learn your favourite drinks very fast indeed. The rooms are always spotless, yet you hardly see anyone working, but if you need them, they come running quick smart, it had a magical quality. She had mingled with the other guests, even had dinner with a family she met one night which was very enjoyable, all in all it had been exactly what she was expecting and exactly as advertised.
Jennifer had often fantasised about meeting a tall dark handsome stranger on holiday, but although there were other singles here, they all seemed to have emotional baggage, and Jennifer liked to travel light these days -- no baggage required thank you very much!
On her final evening, Jennifer decided to take her book and enjoy a cocktail on the beach as the sun went down, the sunsets really were special on this south-west facing beach. She didn't mind being by herself, a nice drink and a great view and she would feel fully recharged before going back to her high-powered government job in the big city.
This being her final evening, Jennifer decided to book one of the special beach 'suites' on the beach. It has privacy curtains on 3 sides and the roof can be opened closed for shade in the heat of the day. There are 2 'day beds' and a side table between then. The front is fully open, facing the sea -- they looked very luxurious and they also havse etra staff serving drinks and snacks in that area. She had seen them all week and eyed them a little jealously. Although this was an all-inclusive resort, there were little extras and this was one of them.
Jennifer walked over to the clerk in charge and asked for a beach suite for her final evening. The kind, attentive man knew it was her last night (the staff know everything here).
He looked at her with a warm smile and said, "Since it is your last evening with us, many extras are included Mrs Halsted, including the beach suite for all evening and any drinks you would like, even from the special cocktail menu."
Well this was welcome news indeed! Jennifer looked over the special leather bound cocktail menu and ordered a large one called a 'Betty's Ecstasy Shot!' It sounded intriguing and suitably strong, served inside a coconut with a long straw, perfect.
After taking her order, the steward showed Jennifer to her beach suite and she popped down her book on the table and kicked off her sandals. She has spent all week mostly in her 2 piece swimming costumes or bikinis, usually just a very light sarong wrapped around her waist for a little modesty. The view from the sunbed was perfect, the sea was lapping just a few meters away, the sun was still warm, but the fierce heat of the day was waning and she was looking forward to this last hour or so of relaxation.
A few moments later, she heard her name being called by the waiter. 'May I bring your drink Mrs Halsted?' He was hovering just outside the curtain, waiting for permission to deliver her drink. 'Yes of course, please do', Jennifer replied.
The waiter popped around the corner and the drink was placed neatly down on the side table inside her beach suite. Perfect, just perfect thought Jennifer.
"Can I get you anything else?" asked the waiter with kind smile. "No thank you, this is perfect".
From inside the privacy of her suite, Jennifer felt cut off from the rest of the hotel, like in a secret hideaway. She could see well down to the beach, across the bay and out to sea. She could see the waves gently lapping at the shoreline, in the distance a sailboat was moored and another was passing by, the breeze was very gentle.
As Jennifer took another long draw on her drink, she looked up and saw a young-ish couple, walking down to the shoreline. Maybe they were in their 20s or 30s she could not be sure. Jennifer liked watching people, wondering about them, who they were and what they did, there were not many people on the beach to watch right now, it was getting late, the sun would set soon so these 2 grabbed her attention.
Jennifer was drawn to this couple, they had a big posh looking camera and a tripod and were taking pictures of each other with the waves around their feet, for Instagram maybe Jennifer thought. As she watched them, Jennifer noticed they didn't seem to be happy with their photos. There was lots of re-taking and re-taking and pointing and talking. Jennifer kept her eye on them through her sun glasses, she was trying to be discrete, but she was sure the man noticed she was looking at them both.
Jennifer could not help but see he was quite a handsome man, they were a very handsome couple indeed. He was just wearing some beach shorts and the lady had a small sarong tied around her waist over a small, but classy bikini. While Jenifer watched them, they seem to exchange a few words with each other and then suddenly the lady picked up their tripod and they both started walking toward Jennifer.
When they got within ear shot, the lady spoke up and said, "Hi, excuse me, would you be able to help us? We are trying to take a few photos for our profile page and we just can't get it right."
They explained to Jennifer what they needed. They really wanted a photo as a couple and had been trying to use the timer function, but they were not happy with the results. If they set it all up, perhaps Jennifer could just click the remote shutter button for them, everything else would be automatic.
Jennifer, being a kind, and inquisitive sort of person was happy to help. Even though she had planned a quiet evening by herself, she could help this couple with their photos -- it would not take long. The tripod was setup, with the camera just inside the suite, the couple (who wanted to be photographed together) took up a pose in front, with the sea behind and the sun dropping down toward the horizon. Jennifer just had to sit on her lounger and click the remote release button, it was all automatic.
'CLICK!' went the button and the couple (James and Lilly) struck a pose.
"Could you take a few more please? Would that be ok?", James asked.
"Of course, no problem"
"Just keep taking shots and we'll adjust our poses, we want to try out a few ideas." said Lilly.
As she was taking photos for this couple, something Jennifer has never done before, she looked them over in more detail. They really were a handsome couple, Lilly had beautiful long legs and James had a very toned body, not overly muscle bound, but very fit all over, he must be a sportsman of some kind. Lilly looked like she must have been a dancer, she moved with grace and elegance that only years of good dancing posture gives you.
Jennifer was sitting in her chair, drinking her cocktail and clicking her button, and watching. James and Lilly were posing and striking new poses over and over.
Jennifer just kept clicking.
After about the 10th pose, James and Lilly started becoming a little playful. Lilly and James loved the camera, they started to pull at each others clothes a little, squeeze each others bum, and then they started to kiss, deeply and passionately. This was quote different now, Jennifer wasn't sure what to do, she hesitated a little. "Please, keep taking pictures" Lilly asked as she broke off her kiss.
Ok thought Jennifer, perhaps they want some slightly more saucy photos for their own collection. After all, this is a romantic beach and a lovely evening for a memorable photograph. Jennifer was feeling relaxed and was really beginning to enjoy this rather strange experience. She was lying back on the sun lounger, with the remote shutter in one hand and her drink in the other -- the camera was all on auto. Click, click, click.
Jennifer clicked a few more photos, watching intently as james started to deftly remove Lilly's top. He kissed her on the neck and dropped her bikini top to the ground. James hugged her close, exposing just the side of her breasts to the camera. "This will look good," James said, looking Lilly in the eye. Jennifer smiled at them both and clicked the camera.
"What about this?" said Lilly. She turned her back to James, placed her hands on her thighs and pushed her bum right into James' crotch. With her breasts fully exposed for the camera and her body casting a beautiful shape, Lilly smiled at the camera and Jennifer clicked and clicked.
The poses got increasingly raunchy, and Jennifer could not help but notice that James's penis was growing in his shorts. He was clearly getting turned on by this, and he was not the only one.
"This is such fun!" Lilly said. She turned back to James and kissed him deeply on the mouth, her hands around his neck. James untied her sarong and let it fall to the floor, she was wearing just tiny bikini bottoms underneath. James's erection was now really pushing out his shorts. Lilly moved both hands down to it and held it in her hands, his shorts bulging. Lilly looked at Jennifer and said' "I think it only fair he takes these off don't you?"
Jennifer was surprising herself. This was a totally new experience and she was really enjoying it. Here she was, cocktail in hand, clicking away at this camera, taking who knows what photos and just going with it. She could not deny to herself that she was feeling aroused, these 2 beautiful people, just meters away from her, having a lot of fun and she was part of it. Jennifer had no doubt these 2 loved putting on a show.
"Um, if you think so." Jennifer replied, meaning YES DEFINETELY! She had been staring at that growing bulge in his shorts for some time now and she wanted it revealed. Lilly kissed James on the mouth again and slid her hands inside James's shorts. She carefully extracted his penis and pushed the shorts to the floor. Taking his penis in 2 hands, Lilly gently began to stroke it.
And Jennifer clicked her button.
This was now getting seriously sexy for Jennifer. She took a long pull on her drink and slowly allowed her legs to fall open, just a little. The heat between her legs was undeniable, she was getting really turned on.
