Chapter Two
Chapter Two
“Well, if it isn’t my favourite virgin customer.”
“Do you have to call me that?” he asked, glancing at the two bikini-clad women eyeing him quizzically as he sat by the pool bar.
“This is Spring Break,” said Emi, who stood behind the bar wearing a bikini top and baseball cap. She leaned over the bar, her breasts pressed together between her arms, and pressed her lips against his ear, “there are
plenty
of women who would be happy to pop your cherry.” She leaned back and laughed. Josh smiled politely, trying to ignore the activity in his trousers.
“Is that a promise?” he said, trying to get into the swing of things.
“It’s whatever you want it to be,” she said, sultrily. She turned and walked to the fridges behind her, bending over and giving him a perfect view of her ass in her high-cut denim shorts. Under any other circumstances, he would be reluctantly looking away, but after their encounter on the beach the previous day, he felt alright about taking a long look.
Still, he couldn’t help but avert his eyes when she looked over her shoulder, trying to catch him out.
“It’s hot out today,” she said as she straightened up.
“I hadn’t noticed,” he said, pretending he couldn’t feel the sweat on his face.
“
Very
hot,” she said, holding a can of diet coke to her chest, sighing with relief as the ice-cold can moved over her bare skin and over the cups of her bikini top, her nipples hardening as if awoken by the cool metal.
She cracked the can open and took a long, slow swig, swallowing with purpose, before finishing it off with a refreshing “aaahhhh…”
She licked the last drops of cool liquid from her lips and handed him the can. The rim was coated in a thin layer of her lipstick and he couldn’t help but think how good that shade would look on the base of his cock.
He tipped the can back and took a long swig, images of Emi down on her knees, her juicy lips sliding down his shaft, her tongue swirling over the tip, then down deeper as she took him fully in her mouth, sucking firmly, desperate for him to fill her throat with –
“
Can I get a drink?
”
He nearly choked as one of the Spring Breakers broke him out of his daydream. There was a woman standing nearby. She wore a bright yellow string bikini, her tight body wet from the pool, shining in the sun. She looked at him looking at her.
He offered an apologetic smile, then turned on his stool slightly, aware of his raging erection, afraid she might misconstrue this as directed at her. Not that she wasn’t used to that, he was sure.
“What can I get you, sweetheart?” asked Emi, giving the woman by the bar her biggest smile.
“Can I get a Screaming Orgasm?”
“Chance would be a fine thing,” said Emi, causing the woman to laugh far harder than he expected, her cool demeanour suddenly collapsing.
“You’re
so
funny,” said the woman, then turned to Josh, “isn’t she
so
funny.”
“Hilarious,” said Josh, smiling at the woman and giving Emi a quick look of acknowledgement. Emi was being extra nice to this woman but for some reason, he took this as a sign of hostility. He wondered if Emi was marking her territory, lulling the woman into a false sense of security, ready to pounce, a thought that did nothing to reduce the swelling in his shorts.
“What about you?” asked the woman, leaning on the bar, “do you have any experience with Screaming Orgasms?”
“Afraid I can’t say that I do,” he lied, the loud moans of Chiho and Aiko from last night rushing back to him.
“That’s a shame,” she said, “but maybe we can do something about that?”
“Here’s your drink, sweetheart,” said Emi, as she banged the glass onto the bar.
“That was
super
quick,” said the woman.
“Not if you know what you’re doing,” Emi replied, holding out the card reader.
The woman tapped her phone on the reader and picked up the drink.
“Mmm,” she cooed, taking a sip, “this is the best thing I’ve had in my mouth this morning.” She turned to look at Josh. “So far, at least.”
“Hey Krystal!”
The woman turned and so did Josh, to see a young man hanging on the edge of the pool, “you coming or what?”
“Maybe later,” she said, giving Josh a wink, then headed off towards the guy in the pool.
“She seemed nice,” said Josh, smiling mischievously.
“Real
fuckin’
nice,” said Emi, wiping the bar where the cocktail had spilt as she banged the glass down.
“If I didn’t know any better,” he said, “I’d say you were a little bit jealous.”
“Jealous?” she said, looking at him with disdain, “
moi?!
”
“Of course not,” he said, “because I know better.”
“Thank you.”
“But others might not be so discerning…”
“Well others can just bite my–”
“Hi!”
“Hey!”
“Hey there,” he said, as Chiho and Aiko pressed up against him from either side.
“Sorry we took so long,” said Chiho, “
someone
took ages in the shower.”
“Yeah,” said Aiko, “it was you!”
As they pressed themselves against Josh, he felt their warm bodies against his and felt a sense of peace wash through him, as if they were meant to be together. But he also felt a pang of regret that this was happening in front of Aiko, who he had been teasing just moments before for being jealous. If
Krystal’s
flirtations had annoyed her, then
this
would certainly make her pissed!
But instead of annoyance when he turned to her, he saw the warmest smile on her face, bigger than the one she had given Krystal, but genuine this time.
“Hey,” she said, leaning over the bar to kiss Aiko and then Chiho on the cheek, “you have fun last night?”
“
We really did
,” said Aiko, enthusiastically.
“This morning wasn’t too bad either!” added Chiho, with a wink.
Josh looked at all three women, his head spinning as he tried to comprehend just what he had gotten himself into.