Knock, knock, knock.
"Room Service!" I called out, returning with our late lunch.
Over the music I heard Claire call out "Come in!"
I opened the door. I saw the couch, but she wasn't there. As I turned the corner, I finally saw her. My mouth dropped. She had changed outfits and was swaying gently to the music. Standing in front of the mirror I could see her watching herself. She had slipped into a short striped dress that clung to every curve. Turning around her smile captivated my attention. I let my eyes gaze over the rest of her body and that's when I saw her nipples. They were barely visible through the thin fabric. My cock twitched at the sight of her. I knew she was ready to play.
"Come dance with me, Martin" she called out.
"I want to, I really do. But we also really need to eat something first" I said.
It took all my willpower not to walk over, pull her close and squeeze her tight ass. Unfortunately we hadn't eaten in hours after taking the first edible that morning. The weed was distorting our sense of time and I wanted to make sure we had a fun trip and didn't crash too early.
"Ok fine," she pouted. "Are you sure you don't want to dance for a minute?" Looking at me with those sweet eyes of hers.
"I have plans for us after lunch. I promise it will be worth the wait" I responded, giddy with anticipation.
She made her way to the bed while I laid out the food. I watched as the soft fabric gently swayed with her every motion. I tried to see if she was wearing any underwear, but couldn't tell as she hopped onto the bed.
"What did you get for us? Is smells great!" She asked.
"The hostess told me her favorite is the crispy chicken sandwich, so that's what I got" I said, splitting it in half.
We devoured the food like we hadn't eaten in days. I don't know if it was just the weed or if the hotel food was really that good!
"Martin, I don't know what I would do without you" Claire said relaxing after the meal. "You always look out for me, even when I just want to get in your pants."
"I think it's normally the other way around!" I joked.
"True" she conceded. "what are we going to do next today? I see quite a few people on the beach..."
I could tell that she had something in mind. I had a sneaking suspicion she didn't want to go to the beach, not just yet.
"Hmm, that sounds tempting," I replied, looking out the glass doors onto the sunny beach. "Maybe we can chill on our balcony for a bit?"
She didn't need to respond as she slowly lifted herself from the bed walking towards the balcony. I caught up to her and reached my arms around her. I gave her a gentle hug. The embrace stopped her as she started swaying to the music. My fingers ran up and down her dress, feeling the curves of her body, tugging at the soft fabric. We let ourselves get lost in the music, our bodies pressed against each other. Pulling her closer I felt her breath start to deepen.
Knowing we were not going to make it to the balcony any time soon, I directed her to the full length mirror. I wanted to watch her dance. I wanted to see her nipples through the fabric. I wanted to see her breasts in my hands.
"Do you like what you see?" She whispered in my ear.
My eyes gazed over her lithe body. I saw her toned thighs. My eyes followed her dress up past the curve of her waist to her chest. She wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples protruding through the thin fabric. I inched my hands higher matching my gaze.
I wanted to tease her. I wanted to drive her wild. Gently I lowered my hands to the tops of her thighs. Grabbing her thoughts, I pulled her into me. Her ass ground into my hardening cock.
"Are you being a naughty girl, Claire?" I whispered in her ear.
"Do you like when I'm naughty?" Her voice barely over a whisper.
"Yes." was all I could manage to get out as my mind raced with possibilities.
I saw her head turn towards the balcony. She paused for a moment. Previously we teased each other about showing off during foreplay before. I wondered if she was actually going to suggest it for real this time.
"Do you think anyone down there can see us right now?" She asked.
I looked out the glass doors of our second floor balcony. Down on the beach I was surprised to see quite a few people walking and sunbathing on the beach. It was a late spring day. Even though the sun was shining it was still a cool in the shade.
Playing along with her teasing, my hands pulled her in tighter, "I bet they could see us if we were near the door."
Hesitantly she took the first step towards the door. Taking a quick breath, I followed right behind her. I couldn't believe she was actually thinking of showing off to anybody that might be on the beach.
Down on the beach we could see a group of friends sunbathing. They were quite close to us, but seemed to be focused on themselves. My cock was already starting to get hard from the dancing and now the thought of Claire showing off to the strangers caused it to harden more. She must have felt it too because she started grinding her ass harder into my crotch.
"Martin," she whispered, "do you think they can see how sheer my dress is?"
"Should we take a walk on the beach and find out?" I teased.
"That would be so naughty, I can't walk around that exposed!" She said. Pausing for a moment with an intrigued look on her face, "do you think they would get turned on?"
"I think they would get very turned on" I said as I turned her around to face me. "I think they may even get as turned on as I am right now."
"Am I turning you on?" She asked innocently.
I didn't reply as I brought my lips to hers. I could tell she was as turned on as I was. Her tongue darted in my mouth. As we kissed I slipped my hand down over her pert ass and squeezed. She definitely wasn't wearing anything underneath. My cock throbbed.
With how turned on we both were, I knew this was our chance to really test each other. I wanted to see just how much she, and I, liked showing off.
With our tongues entwined I pushed Claire against the clear glass door. Her ass pressed into the glass. She let out a small moan. Between my tongue in her mouth and my cock pressed against her pussy I had her lovingly pinned to the door.
I grabbed her thighs. Excruciating slowly, I ran my fingers up her legs catching the bottom of her dress. Letting the dress fall back into place I continued to explore her body. My fingers ran up her stomach then finally reached the bottom of her breasts. I wanted to touch her nipples so bad. She must have wanted it too, letting out a sigh as my hands moved lower. I repeated my explorations bringing her dress just a litter higher this time, feeling her soft skin on my hands and I kept her pressed against the glass door.
She was breathing harder now. I could feel my heart in my chest. I wondered to myself if I was really going to do this. Was I really going to expose her to anybody that happened to look up?
My hands felt for the top of her thighs. Pressing harder into her legs my fingers slid upwards. The dress caught on my fingers. I pulled the dress slightly higher. I felt the bottom of her bare ass. I knew she was on display for real this time.
She broke the kiss looking behind her. "Martin... my butt... What if... somebody..." she didn't finish her thought before kissing me again.
"Do you think they are getting turned on?" I responded after the brief kiss.
"Me, turn them on?" She asked coyly, "That would be so naughty"
She wanted out game to continue, I was sure.
Pressing her harder into the clear door I nudged her mouth open with my tongue. My fingers went back to exploring her skin. I grabbed her ass. I squeezed. She let out a little moan.
I squeezed again, pulling the delicate fabric fully above her ass. Now her butt was fully exposed. I kept massaging and playing with her ass knowing anyone might be watching.
I glanced out the door and saw a man from the group looking our direction. I continued my ministrations with her exposed ass. Looking back out a moment later I saw him still watching. He must be watching us I thought, and decided to turn up the show.
Stepping back, I grabbed Claire by the waist. She looked at me with desire. I saw her hard nipples poking out. I turned her around to face the door. Her dress fell back into place as we turned.
"I think somebody is watching us" I whispered in her ear.
"Did they see you grabbing my butt?"
"I think so."
