I watched them from afar while sitting at my table under the covered pergola on the terrace of the hotel. Still dressed in my khakis, conservative striped shirt and loafers that I wore from leaving Philadelphia's airport, the only action I was thinking about was filling my stomach with some decent grub, then catching a nap before the dreaded, boring, dinner meeting scheduled later that night.
The girls were four beach chairs apart on the pink sand, but were totally animated in their topic of conversation. With their hands flailing, heads bobbing, and laughing like teenagers, they obviously were enjoying each other's company.
The blonde was a Barbie doll in the flesh. Jesus! Tall, probably 5'10", with a tiny waist, slim hips and tits that bulged out of her coral-colored bikini top, leaving nothing to one's imagination. I shook my head trying to clear the thoughts that now were running rampant in my mind. 'How long has it been since I got laid?' I wondered.
The brunette was petite, 5'3" with short, sassy, wavy hair that was chestnut βcolored. Her white bikini showed off the tan that she obviously took great pride in. Her compact, petite frame was as hot as Barbie's, but on a smaller scale.
Kathryn and Cali met the day before at the boutique in the hotel where Kathryn worked and became instant friends. Both were outgoing and vivacious. Kathryn, 31, was a transplant from Cleveland who was just out of an abusive relationship. Her escape to Bermuda was not only for her safety, but also for her sanity. Good ole' Aunt Mary had graciously offered her the family home to live in for as long as she needed. Her sales job at Nectar's was for fun and to keep herself busy.
Cali was a bored, unhappily married, mother of three teenage daughters who lived in Springfield, MA. This trip was her gift to herself for her 39th (forever!) birthday. She kept her petite body in shape, not only because of her vanity, but because she loved the adrenaline rush of working out. Her greatest asset was her new boobs, another present to herself. Cali wanted nothing more (or so she thougt) than to immerse herself in luxury at the Hamilton Princess Hotel, with the greatest dilemma being when and what time she would get her massages, facials and body wraps.
"Hey, do me a favor and rub some lotion on my back," Cali asked. When the blonde got up and started rubbing lotion on the brunette's back, I instantly got hard. Just watching these beautiful women touch each other would melt most any man's resolve.
When the other reciprocated, I could have sworn I saw her rub just a little too long in the blonde's inner thigh area .....Hmmmmm. I decided I'd better eat up and get up to my room where my fantasy of these two beautiful women making love to each other and to me could be entertained while I got myself off.
The meeting went as expected. I excused myself as graciously as I could and headed to the lobby bar. And what to my wondering eyes did appear, but the two gorgeous women who were so much a part of my afternoon orgasm. Miss Barbie Doll and Miss 'I'm sexy-and-I-know-it' were clicking wine glasses at the bar.
I casually strolled up to the bar and standing between the two of them ordered my usual, a Corona. "Excuse me! We were just getting into a very interesting conversation!," Cali boldly exclaimed.
"I'm so sorry, ladies. Forgive me for being so rude."
Cali turned and whispered to Kathryn, "Yum! Yum! Now that's someone I'd be willing to cheat on my dickhead of a husband for".
"No shit, Sherlock," Kathryn answered. "Let's play him and see how he responds".
"Oh, that's okay, buddy. My friend here acts tougher than she is. Can we buy you that drink?" Kathryn asked.
And with that, the friendship began. Then came the flirtatious innuendos, more drinks and some innocent touching. Before the third round, the topic, of course, turned to sex. Since everyone was feeling no pain and knew that we would never see each other again, we were more than willing to share our fantasies. Without a word, the girls guessed my fantasy of watching and participating in a mΓ©nage a trois.
"What guy doesn't fantasize about that?" I admitted. Kathryn shocked Cali when she said she really wanted to go down on a woman. With that, Cali blurted out, "I've got a doobie just waiting to be smoked. Who's in?"
I hadn't gotten stoned in awhile, but the thought of sharing 'anything' with these two hotties had me saying, "Sure, I'd love to get high."