Welcome to part eight. Thank you, for getting this far, it's not much further until the conclusion of the story. This one and the next few chapters have all the sex in them, along with maybe a surprise or two.
Silvia
I slept better than a baby and woke fresh and ready to go. It was earlier than usual because we had the jungle cruise. I grin every time I think of that and the ride at Disneyland. I'm sure there won't be any fake animals on this one. I almost didn't want to go, another day with Triana would be nice, and I'm hoping that will happen at the beach.
There's so much I don't know about being with another woman. You'd think it would come naturally, just doing things I like to do, but it must be more complicated than that. I got my pack together and then went to breakfast. Triana was busy in the kitchen talking with Ines, so no good morning kiss.
I grabbed my coffee and waited for this morning's breakfast, a tamal, and it was a little different than the tamales we get in the states.
Sleepyhead Megan showed up, and we all sat discussing the day's cruise. Triana didn't make our lunch because it was provided on the cruise. Before leaving, Triana and I snuck a kiss goodbye, a passionate one which made me tingle. I hoped that feeling would last all day.
Megan and Ines played their game as usual. I wondered if they snuck off someplace the day before and did anything. Megan didn't have as many pictures as usual at the end of their hike.
We arrived at the little dock area and met our cruise director; he seemed nice and spoke perfect English. Ines told us that English is taught as a second language in Costa Rica, so many people speak it. I was still wondering if I should learn to speak Spanish. Megan was beginning to converse with fewer mistakes, and I was a little jealous.
Ines joined us, cruising down the river. It wasn't long before we started seeing animals. We moved slowly, watching the canopy and ground for any movements. Our guide knew all the scientific and common names of the animals we spotted. He told us little stories about the river, his life, how he got into this type of work, and other tidbits. We were on the river for about four hours when we pulled into a small dock with a shack part-way into the jungle for lunch. A sweet lady made burritos for us; of course, we had bottled water. We stayed for about half an hour, then slowly headed back to the main dock and home.
It was a lovely cruise, and I liked it a little more than some of the trails we hiked. Costa Rica is fascinating, and I can see why Americans move here.
Ines drove us to our new location, a beach house maybe two hundred yards from the ocean. We had access to a semi-private beach, but you had to walk down a path through the jungle to get there. The house was secluded and probably more expensive than the ones we'd stayed at when we were birding.
Triana met us with our fruit plate, dressed in a thong bikini. My heart fluttered as she offered us another sample of her handiwork. I loved how we were treated on this trip. Even if I weren't infatuated with Triana, I'd recommend this company to anyone visiting here for birding or a vacation.
Ines gave us a house tour. This house had four bedrooms, three baths, a family room with a pool table, and a big-screen television. From the family room we had a view of the swimming pool with a huge waterfall.
I wondered why anyone would need a pool next to the ocean, but I guess when you have money, it doesn't matter.
After our little tour, I slipped into my bikini to lounge by the pool. I didn't chill for long because Ines wanted to show us the beach. Once more, I felt out of place surrounded by three young beauties in a thong or string bikinis. I lagged, watching all three adorable asses wiggle along the jungle path to eventually emerge on the semi-private beach. There were four loungers with little tables between them looking out over the calm blue sea.
We walked to the water's edge, standing as the gentle waves crashing on our feet looking out over the ocean. I could definitely live here once I won Powerball.
Ines and Megan continued walking down the beach while Triana and I stayed to talk. Triana and I embraced when our companions were out of sight, kissing and holding each other tight. My hands roamed her sweet body as she grabbed my ass, pulling me to her. She managed to whisper that she'd try to sneak into my room tonight because she missed me. Before she did that, I cautioned her to ensure the others were sleeping. I didn't want to get caught quite yet. She giggled and promised to be quiet but couldn't guarantee that when we were making love. That made me blush, which made her giggle.
It wasn't too long before we thought we heard Megan and Ines talking, so we parted and looked back over the water. When they returned, Megan was holding Ines' hand. I did a double take as they walked towards us.
I had a feeling Megan would confess, come out, or whatever you want to call it about Ines and her. My wondering was put to rest when Megan asked if we could sit and talk for a few minutes. Ines nodded to Triana, and they left us to chat.
We sat facing each other in a pair of loungers. Megan was obviously nervous, looking for the right words to tell me something I already knew. I kept a straight face waiting for her confession.
My baby cleared her throat and then started her long story. I watched her face as she explained how, back in school, she'd never liked any boys she dated and that a few girls on her teams had approached her, but none of them did anything for her romantically.
Then she mentioned Ines, telling me how she made her feel special, all tingly inside, cared about her, and thought they had a unique bond. Then she said she might be in love with her and wanted me to know they wanted to share the same bed for the rest of our visit unless I objected.
I stood, with my arms open wide, "Come here, baby."
Megan stood, almost falling into my arms because she stumbled in the sand. We both giggled as we wrapped our arms around each other. I held her tight as I told her it was fine. I'd noticed the sparks between them from day one and was waiting for her to tell me. She was so relieved, she kissed my cheeks, and I could see tears welling up in her sweet eyes.
Then I told her I had a confession. I looked up at her, wiping a joyful tear from Megan's cheek.
Pausing, for a moment I reminded her about her dad and how much I loved him. I told her he probably wouldn't have initially approved of her and Ines because of their age difference. I also mentioned that she and I would remind him that his and my age differences were slightly larger. After that, he'd sulk and whine, but we'd get him to understand. I told her that he would love her regardless of who she fell in love with.
We both cried for a minute or so, then wiped each other's tears away. Megan knew I was right and hugged me tighter. Then I continued my little speech. I told her she wasn't alone in her feelings. I still missed her father, which would never change. However, something about these two Latina beauties we traveled with made me feel like I'd been missing something.
That's when my doll looked at me and gasped, "You and Triana? Oh my god, mom, she's only a couple of years older than me!"
