"It's pronounced 'why-a-lay-ah', I said to Nat, as we drove from the car rental agency, referring to Wailea, an enclave of Maui. The agency I've used for the past few years scored me another great deal on a condo across the road from one of the public beaches; 2 BR, 2 baths, twice a week maid service, and at a great price.
We flew out of ten degree below zero weather to eighty-four degrees, sunny, and we had the top down on the rental convertible, driving to a condo in Hawaii; doesn't get much better than that, folks.
Christmas was behind us, as was New Year's; it was a good year for my firm, and the holiday bonuses reflected that to my employees. It was a great party at the office, nobody got 'too' drunk, and nobody made an ass of themselves, which is always a good thing.
Christmas with the family was civil; if my dad knew of the Thanksgiving blow up, he didn't allude to it. My sister Jan, for the most part, was very civil, for Jan anyway, and Becks, well Becks was Becks, sweet, quiet, and 'herding' the kids towards the toys, not the boxes.
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Nat was surprised, when I picked her up for the trip to the airport, to see a golf bag with my 'stuff'; but, as I told her, I've played golf since I was fifteen, loved it and play whenever I can.
So, my golf bag took up the rear seat of the convertible, our bags in the trunk.
"So, what's on the agenda for today and tonight," Nat asked; her face into the sun, soaking up the rays.
"Well, for me, I find arrival day a good time to catch some extra sleep and to let my body get regulated to the five hour time difference; so, I pretty much eat light, and crash early."
"My first time," Nat said, "So I'll go with your recommendation, though I don't feel the least bit fatigued."
"Trust me," looking sideways at her, "It will catch up to you when you least expect it."
Nat was asleep, on the couch, by six that night. I covered her and went to bed for my own sack time. I was exhausted and don't even remember my head hitting the pillow.
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Padding sleepily to the kitchen, I found the Kona coffee we purchased yesterday, at our stop at the market, before we got to the condo. Pressing the start button on the coffee maker, I returned to my bedroom's attached bath, peed, and then jumped into the shower while the coffee brewed.
It had been a while since I had a 'roll in the hay' with one of 'the girls', I thought as my hand rubbed the soap and warm water all over my body. Reaching the magic spot between my legs, I took care of myself, enjoying the release of tension that my small, but satisfying climax, provided.
Sighing contentedly, I let the water wash over me once more before I shut it off, and opened the shower door to reach for the towel that was being handed to me.
Handed to me?
"Was it good, baby?" Nat's voice asked.
I didn't know she was even there.
Taking the towel, I started drying myself, and asked, "When did you become a voyeur, Nat?" a bit embarrassed that she watched me jack-off, but not too terribly much.
"We're all voyeurs, babycakes," Nat laughingly said, "its just that some of 'us' don't mind getting caught at it," walking out of my bath, towards the kitchen.
I laughed with her and agreed that she was probably right.
"Thanks for the cover last night," Nat said, handing me a cup of coffee when I joined her, my nudity covered with a kimono-type wraparound, " I remember laying my head on the arm of the couch to watch the news, and the next thing I knew, daylight was waking me."
"Told you," was all I said.
We sipped our coffees, quietly, letting the caffeine kick-start our bodies and brains.
"Love this place," Nat said, referring to the condo that was ours for the next two weeks, "but I was surprised that it has two bedrooms. I sorta' thought we'd be sharing a bed," her eyes searching mine.
Smiling at her, I put my cup on the counter, saying, "And we will, Nat, probably a lot, but there will be times when all either of us will want to do will be to sleep, and not fuck, and we'll want our own bed. Besides, the extra closet space isn't a bad thing."
Nat brought two huge bags filled with God-knows-what; I had one bag, besides my clubs, mostly with shorts, tees, and a few 'dress up' things, as well as swim suits. It was Hawaii, for goodness sake.
"Okay, makes sense," Nat said, accepting my explanation.
"Besides, what if you seduce some young hottie and bring her home with you, you'll want your bedroom as a playground," I added, laughing.
"If I bring some young 'hottie' home while we're here, it'd be to share with you," she said, seriously.
"That'd probably work," I said, kissing her forehead as I poured more coffee, "and I'll keep that if mind should I snag a beach bunny myself," laughing. Then, softly tweaking her nipple through her slept-in tee shirt, I added, "now get your fine ass into the shower; we have an errand to run this morning, as soon as you're ready, okay?"
Jumping off the kitchen-bar stool and stretching, Nat asked, "What's up for today?"
"We're going into the 'high country', up the mountain, to see a local 'friend' and pick up some 'Maui Wowie' for our stay."
She smiled a big ol' smile at me. Nat likes her weed, as well.
"Is that what you're wearing?" Nat asked, walking into the kitchen for another cup as she dried her body with a fluffy towel. Nat's small but her body is really attractive, and very sexy. I was in a two-piece swim suit, under a tee and a pair of shorts.
"Standard wear when in the Islands," I said, sipping my own cup.
"Got it," she said, walking away with her fresh cup of java, her tight ass-cheeks looking mighty good as my eyes followed her.
