Greetings beloved readers, this is the second of a five part series. I will post each chapter about a week apart. Many thanks to fellow authors and occasional collaborators Friskee_cpl who gave me notes on the story and whose stories served as a vital inspiration for this tale.
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It was light outside when Roy woke to a soft kiss planted firmly on his sleep-soured mouth. His lids popped open to find Tuli's big, impossibly dark eyes gazing playfully at him from inches away as he blinked away the lingering confusion of his fading dream. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at him lovingly as he struggled to get his mental bearings in this new day.
"Hello Tiger," She said with an oversized smile. She had already jogged, showered, dressed, brushed out her hair and applied her makeup. She was a naturally early riser, probably up since six.
"Howdy yourself, sexy lady," he grinned at her as he scratched at the rind of dried drool that had collected on his face during the night. "How're you this morning... assuming it's still morning."
"It is and I'm
great
. Last night was just what I needed, Bubbs: hot, nasty sex. I feel nineteen again!"
Roy chose his words carefully; the subject of Tuli's past was delicate business, especially her college years. He said "And that's a good thing?"
She looked flustered. "...Well, occasionally I miss my wild years. It's been almost ten years now, I guess they're starting to get that nostalgic glow. Don't you get that way when you think about playing Dungeons and Dragons all weekend and translating Tolkien into Klingon?"
"Oh ha ha.ha," Roy said dryly. "Such a witty girl."
"Well, being a little reckless last night reminded me of old times, that's all."
It always tantalized Roy when Tuli spoke of her "wild years" but she never went into much detail. Roy didn't push for more because he knew she found the subject embarrassing. Consequently Roy had long ago resigned himself to merely stirring up vivid clouds of conjecture in his libidinous imagination: private little pornos staring his wife as the hot young slut she had been a decade ago.
"I guess I miss the attention," she continued. "It was fun showing off for E-boy last night."
At the mention of the kid in cabin E, Roy remembered the two faces watching them from the window next door, neither of them the boy's. Should he tell her now? Should he tell her at all?
She made the decision for him by changing the topic. "Well, listen: I woke you up because all that dancing and screwing has left me famished this morning. Let's get some breakfast and afterwards maybe we can go back to bed."
Roy got ready in a hurry. He was hungry too, but mostly he wanted to get Tuli back in the sack while her former sluthood still held its nostalgic glimmer. She had suggested something particularly nasty in the heat of action last night, but too late for him to act on it. He wondered if her offer to let him ejaculate on her face still stood. He sure hoped so. He didn't know why the idea aroused him so much but it did; yes it did.
In less than ten minutes he was scrubbed, shaved and dressed. They had stepped out into the humid coast air and began to follow the pea-gravel trail to the restaurant when Tuli suddenly froze in her tracks.
"What's wrong?" asked Roy.
She pointed at the cabin next to theirs. "That's cabin E."
"Yeah. So?"
"The bedroom in our cabin is on the other side. We were showing off to someone in cabin
G
last night!"
"Really? Are you sure?" he asked innocently.
"Yeah, look. That's our living room is on this side. The bedroom is on the other side. Who the hell were we showing off to!?"
"Jesus." For some reason the fact that he had fucked Tuli in front of some completely unknown couple aroused him. The theme had featured prominently in his dreams last night. Maybe he would fuck her in the living room after breakfast; give E-boy another chance to peek.
"What'll we do?"
Roy thought, but really, what could they do? "Well, I think we should just pretend nothing happened. It's not like whoever we were entertaining last night will come up and say, 'Hey I sure loved watching you two screw.' We'll just play it cool."
They continued on to the resort's restaurant but their steps were no longer hurried. As they passed other guests, both Roy and Tuli monitored their faces for any flashes of recognition. But it was too easy to imagine a gaze held too long or a conspiratorial smile on a passing face. They both felt naked and exposed despite their clothes
"I'd forgotten what it's like to worry that everyone's discussing your latest fuck," said Tuli in a limp voice as they paused at the threshold to the lodge. "I think I've lost my appetite."
Roy decided he sort of liked the idea of people discussing his lovemaking with Tuli. He flashed a confident grin and pulled the door open to enter the room first. A few guests looked up to notice him in a disinterested way, but nobody nudged their neighbor or pointed surreptitiously at him from behind their menu.
He turned to reach for Tuli's hand and she entered reluctantly, her eyes darting around, looking for any sign of recognition. As they waited for the hostess to come and seat them, Roy spotted the kid from E sitting at a large round table with his family. He wasn't looking at Roy or Tuli, he hadn't even noticed them enter apparently. His eyes were locked on a table across the room where a pretty and petite blonde was sitting with large, beefy companion. When the kid finally noticed Tuli, he scanned her up and down before turning back towards the blonde. Roy felt oddly irritated at the boy.
After a brief appraisal, Roy decided that E-boy's new crush had nothing on his wife. For one thing, she was too skinny; no hips, smallish tits and her collar bones jutted from her upper chest like knife blades. The girl's platinum blonde hair was too short; Roy preferred Tuli's mass of lovely, dark locks to the girl's slight pixie cut. And she had too many tattoos; in addition to the collection of Celtic icons, cartoon fairies and miscellaneous lines of wisdom inked into her flesh in copperplate script, a sleeve of intertwining vines and leaves backed by multicolored stars and planets on a navy blue background ran up her left arm from her wrist to coil out across her shoulder. Roy didn't mind an odd tattoo here and there - Tuli had a nice salamander on her ankle that he liked - but he thought the blonde had rather overdone it.
However, despite his prejudice for his wife, he had to admit the blonde was still a good looking woman. Her face was fine-boned and pretty. Her eyes were a startling light blue. Her neck was smooth and graceful. Her make-up and tight turquoise mini-dress were of a very fashionable variety of trashy.
Roy could only see the back of the bald head of the guy she was with. He was a meaty guy with wide, muscular shoulders and tanned, leathery skin. Even from behind he seemed like he was quite a bit older than the girl. Roy was idly wondering about the couple's situation when the girl looked up, right at him. He nodded a greeting. She responded by tapping her companion's hand and pointing at Roy. As the big, bald, leathery head turned quickly around, Roy had a vision of the blonde's muscular companion launching out of his chair in a jealous, steroid-fueled rage. But the man's face only split into a big, knowing smile.
"There they are!" he said in a booming voice. Every head turned to look at Roy and Tuli. "Come on; sit with us you crazy show-offs!"
Tuli looked up at Roy and winced. Roy shrugged and shot her a weak grin. Unprepared for such a direct confrontation, they drifted forward to meet their fans.
"Here, sit; sit on down," said the leathery dude as he motioned at the two empty chairs. Roy and Tuli exchanged glances, waiting for the other to invent an excuse and get them away. But as they dithered, they found themselves sucked into the two empty seats by the odd gravity of civility. They were immediately confronted with the dude's botoxed face and incredibly white teeth as he leaned over the table and rasped in a stage whisper, "That was
awesome
last night: hard core, man, hard
fuckin
' core."
"You've got a
real
good body," earnestly said the blonde to Tuli. Tuli blushed through her sun-darkened skin.
"Uh, thanks."
"Oh, man, you both got some pretty good bodies. Most assholes around here I wouldn't want to watch fuck in a million years."
Roy saw the chubby young couple at the next table look over, startled.
"Hey dude, keep it on the down-low," said Roy.
"Oh shit, sorry man."
"Keep it on the
down-low
?" said Tuli to Roy. She was laughing. "Did you really just
say
that?"
"Fuck Jimmy, shouldn't you at least introduce us before you start embarrassing everyone," sneered the blonde at Jimmy, although Roy noticed her eyes never left Tuli.
Leathery Jimmy shot the blonde a cold look, but turned back to Roy with a sincere-looking smile. "The pretty ones are always a little mouthy, eh?" He laughed. "But, hey; I'm Jimmy and this is Wanda."
