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I get it, I’m hot, don’t be weird about it.
Helena rolled her eyes at the man staring at her from across the beach.
Not that she could blame him, at 24, she knew she was a more than a catch, she was a trophy, the kind of woman men spent long hours in the night fantasizing about.
Men competed for her attention everywhere she went, and she rarely bought her own drinks.
She still remembered the first time she saw Bobby and the way he looked at her.
It was at a Halloween party. Of course, with it being Halloween, Helena wore the skimpiest, most revealing outfit she could find.
Showing off her body was something Helena never had any problem with, she worked hard to maintain her figure, and knew most women would kill to have her looks.
At that party in particular, she wore a white, lacy lingerie item.
Two thin strips of fabric barely hide her large, round and natural breasts, which were her favorite feature about herself.
The back of the lingerie was a white, low cut thong.
Helena’s ass was far smaller than her breasts, but still round and firm.
Her blond hair fell around her shoulders, perfectly framing her angelic face and her gray eyes, which were her second feature about herself.
To tie it all together, she wore angel wings across her shoulders.
“Excuse me, I think you’re at the wrong place.” Bobby, wearing a flannel and poorly applied werewolf make-up, said to her.
She had been expecting him to come up to her at some point. He had spent most of the night across the room stealing glances in her direction.
“Why is that?” She smiled and dared him with her eyes.
“I think the Victoria’s Secret Fashion show is in New York City, this is new Connecticut.” He smiled back.
He offered to buy her a drink after that, and they stuck close to each other for most of the party.
Bobby played it cool that night, and it seemed like he genuinely wanted to get to know her, not just to sleep with her like every other man at the party, or any other party she had been to for that matter.
He asked her about her major, where she was from, her hobbies, and many more things.
Helena had to admit that she was impressed, she couldn’t remember the last time a man had shown genuine interest in her as a person.
Near the end of the night he asked her out to dinner.
And that was it, the beginning of their relationship.
It had been 8 months since, and not all of them good.
Bobby proved to be… less than consistent as a boyfriend.
He would go out drinking with his buddies and ignore her texts until the morning, and times when she seemed stressed or upset about something, Bobby seemed to disappear, and then there was the way Helena saw him looking at some of her female friends that set her on edge.
As the months wore on, she began to suspect that Bobby lived for the early days of relationships, full of discovery and passion, but when it came to the emotioanl stuff and the hard work that went into dating someone, not so much.
Helena had considered breaking things off at the end of the spring semester, but then Bobby came to her with an idea that them, along with some friends, would go on a trip to Bali together in the summer.
A voice in her head told her no, to just end it and move on. After all, she could have any man she wanted.
But a summer trip to Bali sounded wonderful, and maybe a vacation would be good for them.
Plus, their friends would be along as buffers if things did get weird between them.
Bobby had it all planned out, how they would fly to Bali, and then rent a yacht and sail the ocean, spending each night on the open seas.
And Helena had to admit, now that she was on the beach in Bali, the sun and the ocean felt wonderful, but the way the one guy was staring at her did not.
She pretended not to notice as she sat on her beach towel.
After all, she did look great in her leopard print bikini, the straps were clear plastic, leaving only her breasts covered with fabric.
Her bottoms were the same, with the straps running along her hips being completely see through and only the thong running between her buttocks and covering between her legs being visible.
It was by far her sexiest bikini, and she loved the stares it got when she wore it.
Except Bobby, who was currently playing volleyball on the beach, with Selene as his teammate.
Selene was Japanese, fair skinned, slender, with dark hair that shimmered with pink highlights, and was wearing a black, one piece thong swimsuit. It was hard to tell since he had on sunglasses, but was Bobby sneaking looks at Selene’s ass?
Helena stood, grabbing a bottle of tanning lotion, thinking that maybe it was time to put on a little show for her boyfriend.
She squirted a little bit of the white lotion onto her palms and began to spread it along her cleavage, taking each movement slowly and deliberately while also making sure that her breasts bounced and heaved in quite a delicious manner.
Still, Bobby focused on the game, giving a smile to Selena as he tossed her the ball.
The way the two of them had been looking at each other the entire trip…
Helena continued to lather up her breasts, but Bobby didn’t look in her direction.
Selene is single too… Helena mulled it over, remembering how the girl had once bragged about sleeping with one of her professors who was a married man.
Of the group that came on the trip, Selene was the only single one, as the rest were couples: her and Boddy; Jeremy and Debby; and Donnie and Caity.
And Helena couldn’t help but notice that over the course of the trip, Selene’s swimwear had gotten more and more revealing.
She would be the first to admit that Selene was a beautiful woman, but she hadn’t seen Jeremy or Donnie looking at her the way Bobby did, especially not in front of their girlfriends.
There was also the fact that Bobby suggested inviting Selene...
Helena was aware of eyes on her though as she applied lotion, and turned her head to see the man who had been watching her from across the beach.
He was stretched out on his stomach on a beach chair, resting his chin on his hands.
Her best guess was that he was in his late 20s or early thirties, with his curly, light brown hair that was cut close to his scalp.
Overall, she wouldn’t say he was handsome, but he wasn’t not attractive either, in fact, he was pretty unassuming and average looking.
But he also hadn’t taken his eyes off of Helena the entire time, but maybe she could use that. She gave one look at Bobby, and then at the man watching her from his beach chair, and smiled at him. The man raised his head, and then tilted it in acknowledgement at her.
She stood up, bottle of lotion in her hand, and strolled over to him.
“Hi!” She stood over him and smiled.
“Hello.” He lifted his head and responded in a rather soothing British accent.
“Would you mind getting my back?” She lifted her hair and turned, giving him a perfect view of her ass in the barely there thong.
“I think your boyfriend might have a problem with that.” The man responded.
“Who said anything about a boyfriend?” She turned back to him.
“Well I’ve been sitting here trying to figure that out, so you’ll forgive me if I didn’t approach sooner.” He sat up.
“Well, I think he’s a little preoccupied right now.” She gestured over her shoulder.
The man looked around her and raised his eyebrows.
“Yes, I can see that.” His tone was that of amusement, and she looked over her shoulder to see Bobby and Selene in deep conversation.
“I’m Roland.” He extended his hand.
“Helena,” She shook it. “So, how about getting my back?”
She sat down in front of her chair and brushed her hair aside.
“I don’t want to start any trouble.” Roland admitted.
“Don’t worry, I think trouble was started long before you got here.” She replied.
A moment later she felt his hands dig into her shoulders as he rubbed lotion over them. She couldn’t help but sigh as he gently massaged her muscles.
“Oh wow,” She sighed. “You’re already going above and beyond.”
“It’s second nature at this point.” He answered.
“You’re a masseuse?” She asked.
“Used to be, I’m retired now.”
“So what do you do now?” She let her head loll to the side. His touch felt incredible.
“Imports and exports.” He replied.
“That sounds boring.” She leaned her head back, looking up to meet his eyes. They were gray like hers.
“Oh it’s more exciting than you would imagine.” He laughed.
“I can imagine a lot of things.” She sighed.
“Oh?” Roland raised an eyebrow.
“Like what else you can do with these hands.” She smiled.
“Hey!” A voice called, and both her and Roland looked over to Bobby storming over, Selene not far behind. The rest of their friends were back by the volleyball net.
Helena sighed and stood up, followed by Roland.
“What is this?” Bobby demanded.
“It’s nothing, he was just putting on my lotion.” Helena shrugged.
“What? Are you serious?” Bobby took off his sunglasses and glared at both of them.
“Hey, Bobby, let’s just get back to the game.” Selene pressed herself against him and placed a hand on one of his pecks.
“I should be asking you the same question.” Helena raised an eyebrow.
Selene immediately took her hands off of Bobby.
“I’m sorry, I think there’s been a misunderstanding here.” Roland threw his hands up in a defensive way.
“I would say so,” Bobby glared at the other man and then turned to Helena. “Why are you letting him touch you like that?”
“He was just being helpful.” She shrugged.
“Maybe I should head out for the day.” Roland stepped away.
“Yeah that’s right, get out of here.” Bobby spat.
“Bobby, it’s a public beach.” Helena shot back.
“Really, it’s fine, I don’t want to cause any trouble.” Roland threw his hands up again.
“Come on Bobby, it’s fine.” Selene came up behind him and laid a hand on his biceps.
This time, Helena noticed something…
The skin raise on Bobby’s arm when she touched him.
And was that… did the front of his swim trunks twitch a bit?
Helena’s blood ran cold and she glared at both of them.
“Roland, do you live far?” She asked.
“Ummm what?” He stammered.