Blurred Lines

Author Note: I've been suffering from a very big dose of writer's block and this story took a long time to work out. It's different to what I would normally write, so I am curious to see what everyone thinks. I re-wrote some of this several times but I decided that I needed to let it go and set it free.

Also, I don't see the point of telling readers what is in the story. That's the whole point of reading, to go on the journey, discover what lies within and hopefully move the reader is one way or another. So, without further ado, I hope you enjoy this piece. Thank you for taking the time to read it.

Chapter 1 Off On The Wrong Foot

The sunlight pouring into the room brought Jack Winslow out of his slumber. The brightness of the sun indicated to him that it was most likely the middle of the day, but he still felt like it was too early to get up. The bed was comfortable, and he was tired, yet he realised he was completely naked under the sheet. He slowly turned his head and saw the sleeping body of a brunette woman that was not his wife. Only her bottom half was covered by the sheet and she too was naked. Her blemish free back was delightful as he traced the line of her spine down to the sheet that was resting atop her buttocks.

Jack looked around the room before sitting up on his elbows to make sure he was indeed in his room. Once confirmed he breathed a sigh of relief before he looked once more at the young woman beside him. A pang of guilt washed over him, something that he had tried to ignore the night before. This whole trip was not what he wanted, but Jack had gone along with his wife's wishes and hadn't wanted to disappoint her. Then there were the two couples that came with them, who had talked him into coming this one last time because it would be fun and just what they all needed.

Knowing his wife wouldn't be back any time soon, Jack slowly moved his legs over the side of the bed and sat up, stretching as the sheet fell away. Standing, Jack turned, stretched once more and noticed the brunette stir and turn to face him. They had met last night in the bar and hit it off reasonably well, before leaving together at closing time. It didn't take long for his guest to suggest they retire to his room and have a night cap. Kara Mercer was a vibrant young woman, cheerful and fun to be around. The smoldering kiss she gave him last night indicated her intentions, as did the speed in which she removed her clothes once they entered his room. Kara liked being naked and liked him seeing her naked. It didn't take long for the fireworks to ignite between them.

Jack watched her eyes open and a smile form on her big, beautiful lips when she gazed upon him, dousing his guilt momentarily as her smile took hold. Those lips were immensely kissable, and while looking slightly too big for her features, Jack knew they were entirely natural and was in awe of them.

"Now that's a sight a woman could get used to," Kara said turning on her side and propping her head up on her hand to get a better look at him. She giggled and pushed the sheet down exposing the rest of her naked body. Jack couldn't help but admire her slender, smooth and luscious figure.

"I could say the same thing," Jack said as his guilt came back. He was trying to be polite, even if he was a jumble of emotions.

"Mmm, I hope so," Kara said stretching, which highlighted her ribcage and flat stomach while also exposing her body to him further.

Jack looked over her body and noticed how she intentionally spread her legs and gently pushed her bare womanhood towards him, inviting him to look at what he had feasted on last night. He couldn't help but recall her lusciousness before his eyes slowly travelled up her body, taking in the thin scar that started an inch above her pubic bone and stopped just below her navel.

"Careful, I might start getting ideas," Jack said trying to break the intensity that was forming again between them. He noticed her fingers slide down her body and one of them trace her scar up and down.

"I was hoping you would," Kara said with a giggle. "Has something got your attention?"

His eyes quickly darted up to hers and he noticed her mischievousness immediately. He then slowly wandered back down, noticing her arms come together to push her pert breasts together to entice him further. Her nipples had been wonderful to suckle on overnight and he enjoyed how she responded to him.

"I was, ah, well, no," Jack replied with a chuckle as his eyes wandered down her body again. "Well, I didn't really notice that scar last night. I guess I was too wrapped up in you."

Kara gave him a wonderful smile.

"That's a boost to my ego. Let's just say this scar changed my life. I now live by the motto, 'dare to be different.' I like being different," Kara said warmly. She looked around and saw the time was after 2pm, which was later than she thought and her mood changed. "Damn, I have to be at work in about an hour. Pity."

Jack felt a moment of reprieve, that he could move past this mistake once Kara was gone from the room. But part of him wanted to be polite so she wouldn't say anything bad about him to anyone.

"Pity. I was hoping for round 3," Jack said with a chuckle which caused Kara to laugh.

"Don't you mean round 5?" Kara asked getting up out of bed and standing next to him before she stretched towards the ceiling. She only came up to his shoulders, but he was tall at six feet, three inches. She noted how in the daylight just how trim and toned his physique was, with his chest hair close cropped and his pubic hair removed all together.

Jack also couldn't help admiring the brunette woman. Her perky, slightly-larger-than-a-handful breasts were perfectly formed with the most incredible, sensitive nipples he had ever had the pleasure of enjoying. Her small waist flared to some lovely round hips and shapely long legs. She had a model-like figure, but that wasn't what attracted Jack initially. It was her bright eyes and smile, which coupled with her bubbly personality made it easy to like her.

"Perhaps," Jack replied with a grin. "But I might need a shower and food first, I don't know though. I think you near wore me out. Didn't you say something like, 'any hole is the goal' last night?"

Kara gave a mischievous giggle and shook her head, at being reminded of her boast. But she also knew it was the other way around with how he had worn her out. She may have only been twenty-four, but she was impressed with his stamina and recovery. If she didn't have to work, it would have been an easy decision to test it out all over again.

"Something like that. Anyway, before you decide what you're going to do, I need to go and get ready for work, otherwise I'll be late," Kara said putting her arms around him and kissing his lips. "Thank you for a wonderful night."

The guilt flared up again when he dared enjoy her naked touch but he tried to ignore it, and decided to stick with being polite.

"Thank you," Jack said kissing her as their bodies pressed together. As they kissed, his guilt dissolved and he savoured the embrace before she slowly broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. He could feel something stirring again, and he knew Kara did too. "You could shower here; I mean your clothes are already here so..."

"I could, but management don't like us showing up in yesterday's clothes. Especially a bartender like me. We may be at an open-minded sex resort, but they still require an element of professionalism," Kara said with a sigh, knowing she desperately wanted to do just that and stay. "I'd love to shower with you, believe me, but I want to keep my job. I've got to pay for my last year of college somehow and this place pays incredibly well."

"I understand, but you can't blame me for trying," Jack said which made Kara groan sexily and then bite her bottom lip. She pulled his head down and kissed him passionately again. When she finally pulled back her nipples were rock hard and Jack could tell she was having second thoughts.

"No, I can't, but if I don't go now, I never will. God, Jack... You have no idea what you've done to me," Kara said with a giggle before letting him go and finding her clothes. She found her skirt and slipped it on, then her blouse, before pocketing her underwear. She moved back up to him, with her shoes in hand and kissed him once more. "If things don't work out, come and find me. I'll be more than happy to keep you company, even if you only want to talk. Who knows, maybe I'll tell you about my scar and let you explore further."

"Thanks, Kara, I appreciate it," Jack said giving her one last hug before she fled the scene of their sordid crime.

Once the door closed, Jack found an emptiness filled his senses. There was a lot to think about, but he wasn't sure where to start. He had been at this resort for two days already, met some interesting people, but he didn't want to be here. He still had another week to go, but wasn't sure if he could make it to the end. There was something holding him here and he needed to figure it out if he was to put his mind at ease. Hopefully, there wouldn't be any more distractions like Kara. Time would tell.

Chapter 2 Indifference

Walking out of his suite, Jack made his way to the restaurant to grab a bite to eat and replenish his energy. Along the way, as he walked down one of the long hallways that joined the suites together, there were a few public rooms were people could meet and talk before heading back to their vastly more private suites. However, some people wouldn't adhere to the resort rules and began consorting right there in those public rooms. Hearing movement, Jack stopped at one of the rooms and was surprised to see Tanya in there with a couple of women.

His wife was a six-foot tall, amazonian goddess, with ripped muscles and bolted on tits that she argued she had to have, to make her feel more feminine. Tanya had a very pretty face and good body, before she started on her body building journey, and throughout she tried to maintain a feminine touch to everything. Lash extensions, make up, fillers, lip injections for that dramatic pout, sexy lingerie and clothing, and of course the enlarged tits. Jack didn't mind, because he wanted her to be happy, but seeing her in the room with two other scantily clad women bothered him. She seemed to want to spend more time with everyone else but him lately.

Just as Jack was about to walk away, he saw Tanya turn, look at him and make eye contact. She hesitated for a split second, before sitting down on a chair, spreading her legs and pulling one of the women down between them. She then pulled her G-string to the side, exposing her enormous clitoris and let the woman go down on her, all while looking at Jack. He was about to say something, when he noticed Jennifer Trimley, his best friend's wife, walk over, untying her bikini bottoms, removing them and then straddling Tanya's face. When he saw his wife's tongue lapping at Jennifer's cunt, he knew it wasn't worth getting involved.

Shaking his head, Jack left the scene and headed for the restaurant, his mind swirling with all manner of thoughts. This sort of thing wasn't out of the ordinary when they went to places like this, but there was something there, in Tanya's look that bothered him greatly. Without realising, Jack ate in relative silence, wrestling with his thoughts until he found himself walking out of the restaurant and towards the outdoor bar, near the pool.

Nourished and refreshed, Jack thought back to the events that led him here. Going on a vacation to a resort like this wasn't out of the ordinary for Jack and his wife, Tanya. It was something they had been doing since meeting at college and would always include Tanya's best friend Hayley Martensen and her husband Taylor, and Jack's best friend Kyle Trimley and his wife Jennifer. Jack had initially resisted this trip, given Tanya had been acting strangely over the last month. He would often ask if she was okay, but she would be dismissive, angry and even at times sad if he kept bringing it up. It didn't take long for him to drop the subject to keep the peace, yet he was apprehensive when this trip was floated, planned and then booked.

Sitting at the outside bar, from the main resort building, Jack watched as throngs of scantily clad people walked by. Even during the day, it was a hedonist's paradise, but at night it could get incredibly sordid and salacious, as though the patrons thought the dark would hide their antics or something. Jack was just about to trawl back through the previous couple of weeks in his mind when Taylor sidled up to him wearing the skimpiest G-string known to man. It barely contained Taylor's modest package, but showed off his beautiful physique. For a man of twenty-nine, Taylor was toned, completely without hair on his body and sculpted by a god. It didn't hurt he had the roundest ass of any guy Jack had ever seen, and was almost too beautiful to be male. He was only five feet eight inches tall, and looked very short in comparison to Jack, but Taylor always said good things came in small packages.

"There you are," Taylor said sitting down on one of the stools beside Jack. Jack felt over dressed in his tight boy leg shorts and open collared shirt.

"Hey Taylor, how's it hanging?" Jack asked which got a laugh out of his friend.

"Pretty damn good, how about you?" Taylor replied motioning for the bartender. He ordered a non-alcoholic concoction that was basically five different kinds of fruit juice with a heap of ice and an umbrella.

"Not bad. Just recharging," Jack said which made Taylor nod. It was an old line he used and Jack knew it wouldn't cause any suspicion.

"I hear you. I've only just woken up about forty-five minutes ago, last night was intense," Taylor said sipping his drink.

"I bet. Have you seen Tanya or Hayley today?" Jack asked trying appear normal and ask about their wives. Taylor took a moment to think about it.

"No, not today. Last night Tanya was with Jen and a group of ladies on the prowl. Hayley was headed for a show or something with Kyle," Taylor said with a shrug. It was obvious he didn't care. Jack knew what Taylor was here for and it was in line with the discussed rules they had set out long ago. What goes on at the resort, stays at the resort. As long as everyone is safe and comes home, then all is fine. The only problem was, Jack wasn't sure if he wanted that any more.

"Great. So, what have you got planned for today?" Jack asked seeing Taylor inhale the last of the drink.

"I'm going to catch up with a couple of people I met last night. Maybe see the show and then dinner. Who knows, you?" Taylor replied looking around at the scantily clad people walking by towards the pool.

The resort had a large pool, with bar and infinity edge, which a lot of people enjoyed, even if the beach was a short walk to the east.

"I might go and relax by the pool, take in the sights and then, I don't know. Do you want to catch up for dinner? Should we try to get everyone together, so we at least feel like we are still married to our spouses?" Jack asked with a chuckle which caused Taylor to laugh.

"Sounds like a good idea. If I see Tanya or Hayley, I'll let them know. You do the same," Taylor said getting up from the stool. Jack smirked as Taylor gently patted him on the back and then walked off in the floss G-string he was wearing. Taylor was only five feet ten, but with his trim and toned figure, he looked taller when wearing nothing, until Jack or someone else stood beside him.

"Can do," Jack said but he was again alone with his thoughts.

No closer to a resolution about what to do with his situation, Jack's attention was taken when he saw a familiar sight walking his way. Hayley was a picture of beauty. The tall woman, who in heels was taller than her husband, was wearing black bikini bottoms and a t-shirt that was tight around her bust, but loose around her waist hanging down and showing off her a smidge of her lovely belly and top of her bikini bottoms. It also that let the whole world know she was wearing nothing underneath the t-shirt, her large, full breasts sitting high and straining against the fabric. If it had been a white shirt, there was a good chance Hayley's nipples would be on show, but the red shirt did otherwise.

To Jack she looked beautiful, her smile radiating when she saw him. He couldn't help but look at her face, that same face he saw each day at work. Her brown hair was in two short braids down each side, stopping at her shoulders, each ear adorned with five earrings, from largest to the two smallest at the outer edge and a matching necklace around her gorgeous neck. Hayley had a delightfully pleasant face with barely a blemish apart from some small moles on her left cheek, big brown eyes that you could get lost in, and lips that when kissed could bring life back to a corpse.

He knew every inch of her body and had committed it all to memory. There wasn't a hair on her from her toes to her neck, with a suppleness that could only be felt and not described. The curve of her ass, and luscious hips, her belly button that appears to have been stretched vertically and looked like a coin slot, and the few freckles on her otherwise blemish free skin. The hues and colors of every part of her body was a revelation to Jack and he couldn't help but recall all those details at that moment.

"Hey," Hayley said happily coming up to next him and kissing him like someone intensely comfortable with the other. "How are you after last night? That party got a little wild!"

With a chuckle, Jack nodded and recalled how some patrons started performing wild sex acts which caused some guests to start loudly cheering and hollering on the dance floor. The end result was a number of patrons leaving early and going elsewhere to rousing applause.

"Yeah, it got a little out of hand early. I lost you and Tanya and some point. How was your night?" Jack asked as Hayley sat down next to him and ordered a drink. It was the same nonalcoholic cocktail Jack was drinking, which was their go-to drink. Something they had in common.

"It was pretty good. We were dancing at one point with Jen and Kyle, and another couple of women. I think we stayed until about midnight, then Tanya went to another party with Jen and the other women. Kyle and I went for a walk up the beach, then we went to bed." Hayley replied with a smile. "Got any plans for today?" She was always attentive to Jack and interested in what he had to say.

"Not a lot. It's midafternoon, I figure a swim, maybe give my pasty white ass some colour and then I was hoping we could have dinner together tonight. Taylor was going to speak to you about that, but if you see Tanya and the others, can you let them know we're going to try to have dinner together. I mean, we are all married, right?" Jack said with a little annoyance present in his voice.

Hayley was quick to pick up on it, but their attention was taken for a moment when a lovely blonde woman strolled passed them. The woman was a familiar sight to Jack, he had met her briefly on their first night and then again last night at the bar resulting in a lovely long chat, but never got her name. She seemed happy yet lonely, which had piqued his interest. They both watched as the elegant blonde walked past them. She was the only person apart from the resort staff, Hayley and Jack himself that was wearing anything resembling normal resort attire. The white one-piece swimsuit accentuated the blonde's hourglass figure, with an almost see-through sarong draped around her hips, that only added to the beautiful ensemble. Then there were the three-inch heels, and gold jewelry that screamed high end. The matching drop earrings, gold and diamond necklace and then the huge rock on her wedding finger telling the rest of the story.