Dee went to the Maldives to get away from her busy job. She worked as an artist for a printing company specialising in TV add campaigns, and her work was very high pressure. She chose the Maldives because she loved nothing better than to lay on the beach and relax, and the brochures had indicated the Maldives were as peaceful and quiet as they come.
The first three days went by with Dee spending much of her time lazing in the sun working on her tan. The island shopping centre had a vast range of g-string swimsuits and Dee had bought a small thong bottom especially for her sunbaking. Each day she would head to the beach with her small bag containing the essentials: her towel, sunscreen (Reef Oil which made her gorgeous body glisten in the sun and smelled of coconut), sunglasses and her book.
On the morning of her fourth day she was lazing in on of the sun lounges when the resort ferry appeared around the end of the bay. Dee watched as it made its way towards the jetty. Seeing what looked like four bodybuilders on the deck, Dee lowered her sunnies and took a better look! Indeed she was not disappointed with what she saw, there were four tanned and hugely muscular guys standing there wearing only shorts and sunglasses, their bodies shining Adonis like in the sun.
"This vacation just went from great to excellent" thought Dee.
Dee, you see, had a penchant for muscle men, and had screwed her fair share back home. At the moment she was not seeing anybody special, and had thought that if the opportunity came her way, she might sample some of the men at the resort. The sight of the bodybuilders arriving confirmed that she would indeed be chasing dick whilst in the Maldives!!!!
Dee spent the rest of the day oiling herself up and planning her activities for that night. Returning to her room just before dusk, she showered and lay down, drifting into a wonderful sleep before awakening and dressing for her evening. She planned to go hunting men, and prepared accordingly.
Dee chose a long black cire evening gown, and a tiny black g-string which was JUST visible through the skin tight material of her dress. She wore no bra, as the dress was held on her shoulders and over her firm upright breasts by thin spaghetti straps. On her feet she wore her platform sandals in black, the ones which had en erotic looking strap around the ankle. In this outfit not only was she over six feet tall, but she looked incredible, all legs, tits and blonde hair with a tiny waist. Her eyes shone like blue comets in the night, and she emphasised them with bright red gloss lipstick. She looked stunning and her height meant that men were intimidated by her, a fact which served only to excite her further than the vision of the four guys on the deck of the resort ferry!
Dee took a seat at a table alone, near the window overlooking the bay, and ordered her favourite drink, Kahlua and milk. Thirsty, she finished it and ordered another, relaxing as the coolness entered her throat, lining it for the activities she anticipated later that evening. As she was reading the menu, a young man approached her.
Smiling, she looked up with those cocksucking eyes and said, "May I help you?".
