I needed it at least as much, and when her last orgasm had her screaming loud enough to wake the dead, it pushed me over the edge, and I came as hard as I ever had in my life. It felt beyond incredible, whether it was the situation, how long it had taken to get there, or something in those pills, it was sublime.
I collapsed on the bed, my heart racing, and both of them cuddled up to me. “That was wonderful,” Beth said. I sighed as she eased the condom off of me and tied the end in a not.
“Un-fucking-believable,” Allison agreed.
“No kidding. I’ve never, ever, felt like that. Both your ex’s are complete and total idiots.”
They giggled, and I sighed, content to hold them.
After a few minutes Beth kissed me. “It’s almost five. We probably should get up.”
“Five?” We had left the pool before three. We’d been going at it for more than two solid hours. At least an hour and half of that with my cock in one of their delightful pussies.
They laughed at me, dragged me off to the shower before letting me get dressed. I felt incredible as I escorted them back downstairs. “I, uh, would you two care to join me for dinner? Will I get to see you again?”
Beth was hanging on my arm. “No, handsome. You should be with your girls. Besides we’re leaving tomorrow morning. My poor little pussy is going to be sore for days.”
That idea brought a smile to my face.
I got a kiss from them in the lobby, the Allison took my hand in hers, and pushed two little baggies into my palm. “The one with two pills is for tomorrow. Three pills for the next day. Only if you want. I’m not going to take them back with me, so they’d be wasted anyways.”
I pocketed them, doubting I’d use them, and gave each of the ladies a hug.
At the cabana, Manny was at my side with my preferred drink, only a minute after I sat down. “The usual, senor?”
I thanked him, enjoying the cool drink.
“I trust you had a pleasant time?” he said, and I thought I saw a hint of a smile.
“Very,” I said, grinning.
“Excellent. If I may make a recommendation?”
“Of course, Manny.”
“Claire could help relax you before dinner, and Alejandro, he makes a remarkable recuperativo.”
“That would be perfect. Thank you.”
Claire was making sure I didn’t have a single tight muscle in my entire body, and Alejandro’s ‘recuparativo’ was delicious and energizing. My girls showed up, their bodies glowing.
“You girls have a good time?” I asked.
Wendy answered. “We went snorkeling on the catamaran. It was great. You? You didn’t just hang out here all day reading again, did you?”
“No, I made some friends, and had a wonderful time. This trip has been great.”
“Are we going to get to meet your friends?” she asked. I had a feeling she didn’t believe me.
“No, Allison and Beth begged off, and they’re leaving tomorrow. I’d rather spend dinner with my special girls, anyways.”
They collapsed onto the chairs, and it wasn’t long before Manny had drinks in their hands. The man was going to get a hell of a tip, at the rate he was going. Darling Claire gave each of them about fifteen minutes each of shoulder and back massage, before returning to me.
“Dinner tonight?” Donna asked.
“We forgot to make reservations, I’m not sure we’ll get in to any of them.”
Claire chuckled. “No, Monsieur Adam. That is not a problem. Our VIPs always get a table. You should try the fusion restaurant if you have not. The food … c’est incroyable. Chef Jacques is a friend. He is the best. Perhaps the best on the island. Would you like I call for you?”
“That would be great, Claire.”
It only took about a minute of lightning fast French to get things taken care of. “Is seven-thirty too late?” she asked.
“No, that would be fine.”
She finished up on the phone. “Seven-thirty it is. Have a wonderful dinner, Monsieur Adam.”
* * *
Claire was right. Dinner was delicious, and we even had a visit to our table from the Chef. My girls were gorgeous, and as improbable as it was (I’m pretty sure it was the pharmaceuticals) the idea of having Tina that night had me hard halfway through dinner.
The girls insisted I join them in the disco. I wasn’t the oldest there, as I’d feared. As a matter of fact, it appeared I was close to the median age. I danced with all three of my girls, but after a while, it became clear that Tina was getting possessive. They were all asked to dance incessantly. I was surprise there were as many people present as there were, and most of the males were showing interest in my girls. Donna and Wendy accepted many dances, but Tina was sticking close.
I wasn’t a big drinker. I’d pretty much stopped drinking over three years earlier. The resort’s ever-present alcohol had me buzzed. I’d guess we’d been there maybe an hour and a half, when Tina dragged me out to the floor for a slow dance. She was rubbing up against me pretty good, and I was responding. Her hand slipped down between us and gave me a rub.
“Want to go back to the room?” she asked, none to subtly.
I looked around and found the other two dancing with their latest suitors.
“They’ll be fine. We’re good girls, Mr. Z. We can take care of ourselves. They’ll pick a couple of nice guys, take them down to the beach, make out a bit and be back my curfew.”
Her hip pressed against my erection. “What do you say? Go back and play?”
She was looking up at me with her big brown eyes, so eager. I kissed her softly. “I’d love to, Tina. Absolutely love to.”
Her face lit up and she took my hand. “I’m gonna tell ’em we’re going,” she said, after escorting me back to the seat. In the ten seconds she was gone, a sexy redhead was seated next to me. “How about a dance, handsome?” she asked.
I was gob-smacked. Women that looked like that didn’t seek me out. She was stuning. It took me a few seconds of her raised eyebrow, to speak. “I’m actually leaving. I wish I weren’t. I’d love to dance with you.”
She gave me a big smile. “I had to try. See you around? You’ve got the cabana by the pool, right?”
I nodded stupidly.
She leaned in and gave me a quick kiss. “Later then. Maybe you’ll save a dance for me tomorrow night.”
Tina was giving me the stink eye when my visitor got up. I think young Tina was as shocked as me when the sultry redhead caressed her shoulder in passing, leaning in to whisper something. My girl turned almost as red as our visitor’s hair.