Melanie lay naked and oiled on a chaise lounge, feeling the heat of the Mexico sun toasting her skin a golden brown. She knew it was bad for her but thought, what the hell. She had been cooped up under the glare of fluorescent office lighting for the past six months and she figured she could use some vitamin D.
Without opening her eyes, Mel reached over to the side table to retrieve the glass of sangria Diana had poured for her. She took a few sips and settled back against the cushions of the chaise. She was supremely relaxed and couldn't help almost feeling guilty. Of course, there was no reason to. The DeRossi campaign launch had been a huge success and the partners had all acknowledged that it was because of her hard work and dedicated. She deserved this vacation. Even so, it was taking awhile to really relax and realize that she hadn't left anything undone.
She was sound asleep when Diana came back from her swim a half hour later. She stood drying herself with her towel and watching her lover sleep. She smiled and then looked a little pensive, thinking that this vacation was exactly what both of them needed. She had booked the private villa in Cozumel months earlier, surprising Melanie with it after the launch party. But although their relationship was still going strong, Diana felt like their sex life had become a bit stagnant. The months up to the launch and the weeks between it and their vacation, sex had become a once or twice a week thing. Despite Diana's trying of new bedroom tricks, Melanie sometimes seemed almost bored. Diana bit her lip. It was probably just her imagination. After all, when they made love last night, Melanie had come twice, crying out Diana's name each time.
Diana finished toweling off and leaned over to kiss Melanie's slack mouth. The villa they were staying in was extremely remote, with a private beach all their own. They had taken to swimming and sunbathing naked and Diana's skin was also tanned a burnished gold. At Diana's kiss, Melanie murmured sleepily. She opened her eyes and shielded them against the glare of the sun. Diana was leaning over her with her hands on the arms of the chaise, her glorious tanned breasts tipped with raspberry nipples hung temptingly in front of Melanie's face. She leaned forward and took those perfect globes in her hands, squeezing them together and flicking her tongue over the taut nubs. Diana submitted with purring pleasure. She loved it when Melanie sucked on her tits and she loved the delicious ache that it created that radiated down to her cunt. But sooner that she would have liked, Melanie released her breasts and sat back against the chaise, once again picking up her drink.
"Nice swim?" she asked languidly, putting her arm up behind her head and closing her eyes again.
"Ummm...yeah. The water's great." Diana replied, a bit sulkily. She was beginning to think it wasn't just stress, that maybe Melanie was losing interest. She sat pouting for a moment, mentally willing Mel to look over and see that she was pissed. But Melanie appeared to have drifted off again. Diana stood.
"I'm going to go shower." She said shortly. "Mmm 'kay" replied Mel. Diana grabbed her towel and stalked into the house.
As she entered the open living room, she was a bit startled to see Amelia, the maid that had come with the villa, cleaning the kitchen. Amelia turned around and, seeing that Diana was completely nude, cast her eyes down embarrassed.
"Disculpe, Señora! I did not know you would be....here." Her cheeks were red and she was making a valiant attempt to look anywhere but at Diana. Diana wrapped the towel around her torso.
"It's okay, Amelia – I'm sorry to have startled you." Diana looked thoughtfully at Amelia as she returned to her cleaning. She was a gorgeous Latina with rich black hair and dark flashing eyes. Even in her prim maid's uniform Diana could see that Amelia had a beautiful body with large breasts and a round firm ass. Diana had caught Amelia once or twice, watching she and Melanie kiss each other, or caress on the couch. She even thought that Amelia might have been watching them the day after they arrived, when they had made love outside on the lounge. She could swear she saw a movement in the glass door, but couldn't be sure. She put her finger up to her lips and tilted her head thoughtfully. Maybe Amelia was just what they needed to get out their sexual rut.
"Amelia," she said, perching on a barstool at the kitchen counter. "Are you doing anything special tonight?"
"N-n-no, Señora." Amelia replied, blushing again. She was horribly shy around the Señora, having harboured a little crush on her since they had arrived. Diana's red hair and lush body had tantalized her and, after indeed seeing them having sex on the patio, she had been fantasizing non-stop about them both. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help it. The night before, she had lain in bed in her parent's house, masturbating frantically and biting her lip to keep from crying out and waking everybody. Although she wasn't a child anymore, and had had sex with a couple of boyfriends, Amelia had never had sex with another woman. But she thought about it constantly.
"Did you need me to cook tonight for you in the villa?" Amelia asked, hoping her face didn't betray her as much as she thought it did.
"No, no!" Diana replied. "I was thinking you might join us for dinner tonight! You've done such a wonderful job taking care of us that I wanted to thank you by cooking for you for a change!" Of course she had seen the look in Amelia's eyes. She knew it wouldn't take a lot of work to get through any qualms she might have. The only thing was, she wasn't sure how Mel was going to react.
