ACT 6: BEST LAID PLANS
The next day was warmer than the previous, the intense sun scorching down on the little village. Even the cool air that rolled off of the ocean wasn't helping.
We spent most of the day on the beach, in the morning walking up north until the hot sand ended at a big rock outcropping, and thick trees. There were supposedly two hiking trails up there, one that went to a series of caves and another that climbed up the cliff, although we saw only one trail head. Then we walked down south, to a resort, where the population of old tourists on the beach increased to almost being too crowded. We passed a sign stuck into the sand, facing away from us, warning residents of the large resort down south not to pass, neither of us acting as if we knew anything about it.
Kat said nothing of the previous night, and I wasn't going to press the issue. If she was still deciding whether or not we would continue to play our little game, I figured it was best to just give her the time to think about it. She would undoubtedly tell me everything, it was just a matter of time, and the sex would be marvelous.
In the afternoon and evening we ate lunch and dinner at a couple of the homes, testing the food and meeting the people of the town, most spoke English, at least enough to get our money. We walked through the small village, going into the little shops, and seeing what they had to offer. We ended up back on the beach at our cottage, wading in the warm ocean water and drinking.
"I want to go dancing." Kat said, as she crept up behind me, wrapping her arms around my chest, her breasts pressing tight against my back. She was wearing her black two piece, which scantily covered the necessary parts.
"That sounds great." I replied, relieved that she wanted to go out.
The sun had begun its descending path, turning the sky a beautiful orange, and cooling the air. Whipping off the waves, the wind blew Kat's hair across my mouth, and eyes.
"I'll go get ready. " She released me from her embrace, kissing me on the cheek. "Can you make me a drink?" She asked.
"I sure can." I walked back to the cottage with her, arm around her waist.
Kat picked out her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower while I mixed her margarita and played some music. I placed her drink down on the half wall of the shower, next to her.
She was washing her hair, running her hands over her head, letting the water, raining down on her from the ceiling shower heads, rinse out the shampoo. The sudsy flow was running down her slender body, now tanned from the sun.
Stepping out of the bathroom, I glanced back; I could see the half wall, with her drink placed on it, and the flickering shadows of her showering, but not her. It was a pretty good design, I thought. I changed into a different pair of shorts, and kept the same shirt, which I hadn't really worn all day and wasn't planning on wearing unless Kat made me.
"knock Knock" The low raspy voice came from behind the closed curtain of the sliding glass door.
"Come in Daryl." I answered, standing near the blender.
Daryl pulled the curtain back, and came into the kitchen, wearing a pair of brown board shorts, tied at the top, no shirt or shoes.
"How was your night?" I asked, pouring a third drink.
"Great." He stood next to the kitchen island, resting his hands on the tiles. "Just hung out in the city and drank."
"Sounds fun." I handed him the whisky . "When did you guys get back?"
"Thanks." He raised the glass to me. "Late, around four am, we just got back from dinner a few minutes ago... or breakfast I guess." He laughed, his voice sounding a little harsher than normal.
"Sounds like it." I moved around the island, closer to him. "Same plans for tonight?"
"Probably, that's what the boys want to do." He sipped his drink. "What about you two?"
"I think we are going out dancing. Just here in town." I added. "How did Lupe work out?"
"Oh, man." His voice raised "He was awesome. He showed us some new places, even some sketchy places...if you know what I mean."
"I do." I assured him. The shower shut off in the bathroom and I could hear Kat moving around in there.
"Kat's taking a shower." I told him, glancing over his shoulder.
"Should I go?" Daryl asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No need." I assured him, putting my hand in my pocket and feeling the remote, which had been there all day, but I hadn't used.
Then a thought struck me, like a nail to the brain, and my lips turned up in a devious little smile.
"What?" Daryl asked, seeing the expression on my face.
It was the best and worst plan I could ever have thought of. I knew better than to do it, especially since Kat hadn't yet said anything about last night. Still, I wasn't sure if she was even wearing the tiny plastic buzzer, tucked so neatly away, next to her soft clit. I pulled the remote from my pocket, placed it on the counter then went over to the refrigerator, to pour another drink.
"What's that?" Daryl pointed at the remote with its round burgundy button.
I turned around, shrugging my shoulder and acting as nonchalant as possible.
"Just something Kat and I do." I glanced down at the remote then back up at him. I could see the look of confusion on his face.
"Do?" His eyes squinted.
I knew I shouldn't say anything, every part of my brain screamed NO. Just walk away. Put it back in your pocket and end this game now. Colins...Nothing good will come of this, my mind kept begging me.
"Can you keep a secret?" I whispered to Daryl, ignoring everything rational.
"A secret?" His words trailed off at the end.
"Yes, I mean from everyone...even from your friends..." I continued, my voice still a whisper. "Even my wife."
A smile crept up on his face as he stared down at the remote. "Sure...I mean yes." His gaze shot over to the bathroom, then back to me.
I scooted over next to him and slid the remote in front of us. Waiting for a few moments, to increase the tension, I placed my finger on the button, holding it there.
"What?" Daryl whispered.
Looking back toward the bathroom, I pressed the burgundy button for a second.
"Oh shit!" Kat's sharp voice echoed off the walls of the bathroom.
Daryl glanced at the remote then back to me, his eyes wide, but still confusion in them. I pressed the button again, for just a little longer.
"Oh god, honey!" Kat's voice rang out again from the bathroom. "You better quit it, or we won't make it out tonight!" This time, a hint of lust in her breathy voice.
"What the fuck?" Daryl looked at the remote. "What's it doing?"
I picked up the remote and slipped it into my pocket, then leaned closer to him.
"She's wearing these panties." I ran my hands around my waist. "They have a buzzer, that vibrates on her..." I paused. "You know." I cocked my head to the side, as though he should understand.
"No way!" He practically yelled.
"Shhh" I put my finger to my mouth. "Not so loud."
Daryl swallowed a long drink, but it couldn't hide the grin on his thin lips.
"Holy shit dude. That's so cool." He said, almost choking on his drink.
We drank, listening to music, as Kat dressed in the bathroom. I'm sure Daryl's mind was going a mile a minute, as was mine. What would I do with this new deviation? What would he do? My mind began thinking of all the different possibilities. Daryl just sipped his whisky in silence.
"Oh hey Daryl." Kat's voice broke that silence.
We both rotated our heads at the same time, in her direction. Kat was wearing a tight red mini skirt that stretched around her hips, coming only inches down her thighs, making her long silky legs, look even longer and even silkier. Her white blouse hung off her breasts falling halfway down her mid-section, showing off her tight abdomen and well rounded hips. Tiny straps hugged her shoulders, not touching her skin until they met the slick fabric that enveloped her breasts. Poking out, her dark nipples were barely visible through the silky material, in the soft light. Both Daryl and I let out a small gasp, which elicited a large smile on Kat's face.
Prancing up to us, she kissed me on the cheek and set her empty glass down in front of me.
"Do you mind?" She asked.
"Not at all." I told her, picking up the glass and heading for the alcohol.
Kat carefully sat down on one of the chairs in the living room, facing us, being sure to keep her knees together. Her jet black hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail that stretched her eyes back, narrowing them; she swept it forward so it draped over her breast. I handed her the margarita I had made for her, making sure to add a little extra tequila, then went back to stand on the opposite side of the kitchen island so Daryl was between us.
"What are you doing tonight Daryl?" Kat sipped from her drink, wincing at the amount of alcohol I put in it.
"Maybe go back into the city." He answered, turning toward her. "That's what the guys want to do."
I put my finger on the burgundy button in my pocket and caressed it, waiting for the right moment.
"Yes, but what do YOU... oh" Kat jumped a little as I pressed the button. "want to do?" She smiled at me, taking another drink.
Daryl finished half his drink in one gulp, setting his glass down.
"I don't know, uh, maybe whatever they are doing. He turned back toward me, giving me a smile and wink.
As Daryl turned to me, Kat took hold of the lower hem of her blouse and pulled it up, flashing me her swollen breasts and dark nipples. The stark triangular tan line around them made her areolas look even darker and larger.
As my eyes widened, Daryl flipped back around to look at Kat. Sensing this, she dropped her shirt, and sipped her drink, showing him nothing.
"Daryl said that Lupe showed them a lot of new places." I told Kat as I poured Daryl a new drink. "I guess they really liked him."
As I spoke, both Kat and Daryl were looking at me. Kat opened her knees, again flashing me, this time the thin strip of short black hair that ran down between her thighs and her puffy red lips that were swollen between her tan legs. I raised my eyebrows at her.
"Is that so." She responded, closing her legs just as Daryl turned around. She nodded at him, taking another long drink. "That's good to hear."
