Chapter 5: Swimming Lessons
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I felt dozy after the massage session, Leena too. We were sleeping next to each other, and the AC throws misty air right on my direction. I chose an orange crinkle crop top and a knee length skirt of the same material. The feather-weight flowy fabric draped over my body, the crop top skimmed my midriff, baring my toned navel. The matching skirt fluttered at my knee level.
Thinking the airy set was modest not clinging to my body. Hence, I'd skipped my bra and panties. Yet the way the fabric brushed my boobs, my thighs, and my hairy pubic area--it felt like I was nude but clothed for the sake of it.
Unless I tell, no one can say that I was all bare under the single layer of clothing. It looked very decent, even the navel would be visible only if I stretched my hands. One could see my bareness only if they could look from a low angle. Moreover, I would be wearing it only inside the room.
So, I stretched, my toes curling against the cool sheets, savoring the sensation, and memories of my daring escapades after I got the offer letter from the UK MNC. I awakened the sleeping dragon of desires inside me and let it pursue its whims and fancies, with the newfound freedom. Before flying to the UK, I wanted to gain some experience in fulfilling my body's natural craving. I have nearly a month to lose my virginity, no, to gain my freedom.
Though I initially focused on seducing Sam in this trip, things have gone in its own right. Not just Sam, I ended up showing my body to Jignesh as well. The massage surprise was out of the syllabus for me. I had to get back to my mission and get closer to Sam, without losing my image, without earning a slut tag.
My phone buzzed, shattering my calm day dreaming.
"Maya, come to Guru's room, quick. It is important," it was Sam, his voice tensed.
"On my way," I said, hanging up, something must be serious. I woke up Leena, alerted her. We sprang up and rushed to Guru's room. My single layer of clothing never crossed my thoughts as it was looking very modest to the outside. Even Leena did not complain about it, which she always used to do. She wore a loose shirt, and Bermuda shorts like a tomboy.
We sprinted through the resort's corridor to Guru's room, my boobs bouncing freely under the crinkle crop top, nipples teasing through the thin fabric, the skirt swishing against my thighs, brushing the sensitive skin above my knees. Men lounging on balcony chairs or stepping from rooms turned to stare--a sleepy-eyed guy froze, eyes tracing the jiggle of my chest. He was the one who ogled at me when I was taming the mechanical bull. Only halfway down, I caught his eyes. All he could see was just jiggles. I ignored him, as my mind was locked on Riya and Guru.
What did the two nerds do? - I thought.
Inside Guru's room, Riya sat on the bed, wrapped in a blanket, her chubby frame trembling. Her specs fogged with tears. Guru was drying her hair with a towel, and guilt visible in his face; meanwhile Sam and Jignesh stood nearby discussing something within them.
"What happened?" I asked, catching my breath. Leena and I sat on either side of Riya, I took the towel from Guru and continued drying the damp hair. In the process, my crop top rode up to flash my navel, the glistening dip drawn Jignesh's eyes. I handed the towel to Leena and turned to Sam.
"Guru and Riya can't swim, but they went to the private pool, thinking that they can play in the shallow end. Riya slipped, fell into the deep diving area, and nearly drowned. Pool staff saved her, but she's panicked, freaking out."
Riya's eyes were red, and she was still panting.
"Change the blanket, it got wet," Leena pulled her blanket. We saw love bites peeking from Riya's neckline--red marks trailing to her cleavage, a silent testament to the love birds' passion. Leena caught my eye, a knowing smirk flashing between us.
"I want to go home, Guru" Riya whispered, voice breaking. "Now!"
"Why? Even I drowned in the lake. Don't panic for this Riya," I tried to ease down the situation.
"No, when the pool guards rescued me, my top got lopsided. My body was exposed to all of them. I feel embarrassed to face them or anyone who stared at me again. I can't be here," she sounded genuine.
"If that's the case, you should have been long gone from here now," Leena teased me candidly.
"Shut up," I turned away from her and no one noticed it. "I can empathize you Riya, do whatever that makes you feel comfortable," I patted on her back.
Guru pulled out his phone, "I'll book a cab. We'll leave ASAP."
I shook my head, empathy overriding our plans.
"Fine, let's cancel the outing, we all can go back together," I said genuinely.
Riya's eyes softened, but she insisted, "No, no. You guys stay and have fun. I just... need to be home."
Guru checked cab availability, his face fell, "None available today."
He turned to Jignesh, "Can you drive us back in your car?"
Jignesh's jaw tightened, eyes flicking to me, lingering on the curve of my hips where the skirt hugged my skin. As if losing his chance to ogle was the real tragedy, he did not answer him.
"Bro, she is feeling uneasy here. Can't you help?" Sam asked Jignesh. They exchanged some stares, Jignesh probably asking, why can't you drive them back to Sam.
"Jigs bro, please," Riya requested him.
"Fine, I will drop," he agreed.
I stepped in, "Jigs, that's very kind of you. For this gesture, surely I'll throw a party for you, Riya, and Guru another day. Promise."
My smile was calculated, hiding my relief at his departure, the memory of his violation at Sam's house--his hand on my boob, and his wet signature on my skin--still afresh.
Jignesh grabbed his keys. They three packed their bags hastily and rushed to the car. It faded from our view at the distant hairpin bend.
A weight lifted; thank God he was gone. I knew that promised party to him would never happen.
I turned to Leena and Sam, "Let's not mope. I'm starving. So, lunch now, then snooker. We're having fun, cheer up," I rekindled the vibe clapping my hands, my boobs bouncing slightly, the skirt swishing to reveal a sliver of thigh.
Leena knew I would be in cloud nine to have my private moment with Sam. He was still tracing the dip of my navel, and he was all smiles as he earned the monopoly rights to ogle at me. Sam wore a weird t-shirt with holes and ugly messy graffiti in it. Forget about his pants, it has torn at his knees.
Leena and I could not control laughing at him. She outrightly commented, "You look like a beggar, Sam"
He called it fashion. Yet we made him sit on the floor and snapped a pic.
"Have a look," I said controlling my laughter.
"I think so," he said, "let me change this, I wore it casually inside the room."
"Come on. Even, I am wearing a casual. Let's go of lunch. You look cool as a cucumber," I pushed him towards the dining area.
I sat across him and Leena beside me. The chairs had no hand rest, which made a wild thing possible. I can sit with my legs spread and my pussy will be open, with Sam sitting just at a grabbing distance. In fact, our knees were touching occasionally, I felt the current transferring to my pubic area whenever our legs touched. Maybe because of the nakedness under my skirt, I felt it more arousing than being touched.
Hey, Sam, look under the table. I have a surprise for you. -- My mind thought wild. But I was not in a mindset to reveal my pussy so easy for him. Yes of course he had seen it once. But it happened without my knowledge, according to him. If I showed him deliberately now, it would spoil my image. But I could enjoy this feeling as much as I want. I started shaking my legs casually, letting my pussy lips rub against each other. Though I was in a public restaurant, with people around, I felt safe under the table and of course I was dressed.
Still, I felt nude in public, where no one bothered me. The unique arousal drove me crazy. I decided to stay like this all day long.
While having lunch, we decided to play snooker as it would be a relaxing indoor game. But only when we reached the game room, we saw three men working on the flooring.
A resort staff saw us and said, "Ma'am we are renovating the snooker room with glass flooring. The ground floor is not accessible. You can take the first floor if you want. It is ready."
