They hadn’t been gone an hour, when who should show up but the stunning redhead from the night before. She was wearing a bikini that showed off her fabulous body, and a mostly see through wrap. She had a huge hat on that provided some cover from the sun. She didn’t even ask, she put her bag down, scooted her lounge chair over until it touched mine, then stretched out beside me. “You have a nice setup here,” she said.
I waved Manny over, and he took her drink order. Once he’d left, I asked her how she was enjoying the resort.
“I love it. I come here twice a year since it opened a few years back. It’s my favorite. You?”
“It’s been great. It’s my first all-inclusive resort.”
“You picked a great one. Where are your young friends?” she asked.
“Diving instruction.”
“They’ll love Dani. She’s a great instructor. They’re in good hands. So, what’s the story?”
Not much for small talk. Right to the heart of the matter. “You tell me yours, I’ll tell you mine.”
She laughed. “Mine’s not so much to tell. My position at home has me under a lot of scrutiny. I’m single, and any playing around might cause trouble. I date infrequently, mostly because I don’t have much time. A few times a year I get away and let my hair down.”
“And if you don’t mind saying so, it’s quite beautiful hair.”
“So you like redheads? I was under the impression that brunettes were more your style.”
“I’m eclectic.”
“That’s a nice way to put it. So that’s my story. I’m single; I come out to these resorts for a little fun and relaxation. I don’t like places like Hedonism, they are so crass, not the kind of company I’m usually looking for. So it’s your turn. Spill.”
I told her my story, abbreviated. Maybe it was the time spent with Beth and Allison, but I had no problem giving her the straight scoop.
“Four years? I would have gone absolutely nuts. Four months and I’m crawling up the walls. You certainly picked some gorgeous young ladies to play with. You say your daughter is the other brunette? Nothing going on there?”
It was kind a personal question. Alright, very personal. For some reason, I didn’t care. “Nope. That not my style. I love her to death, but not like that.”
“Not even tempted?” she asked.
“No. It’s bad enough that I know she’s having sex. Although I’ll admit I thought it would bother me more when she’s around while I’m with her friends.”
“Baby girl’s curious. You can’t blame her. We all have little crushes on our fathers. It’s good that you leave it there. You’re a good Dad.”
“I try. I’m not sure everyone would agree.”
Our conversation was easy, and she joined me for another dunk in the pool before stretching out again with a Manny Special. I couldn’t help but be fascinated by her. She was probably close to my age, but easily the sexiest woman I’d ever seen. Everything about her screamed sex. Once glance around the pool confirmed I wasn’t the only one that thought so. She was an eye magnet to every male present. I even caught Manny staring at her a few times.
It took me a while to screw up my courage. “Would you like to take a break? Perhaps back in the room?”
She laughed. “I was wondering how blatant I’d have to be before you would ask. I’d love to see your bedroom, Adam. I would absolutely love to.”
Maybe my confidence wasn’t quite where it needed to be, but I opened my beach bag, and extracted the little two pill baggy, downing the contents with the last of my drink.
Fiona was a lousy fuck. I know it’s heresy, but there it is. After my last four women, she was willing enough, but pretty unresponsive. I did my best to get her off, and used her hard, but no success. She seemed to enjoy it, and urged me on, but the fact that I couldn’t give her an orgasm, no matter what I tried, was disappointing.
She was beautiful, had a great body, and was extremely willing. She was still a little responsive, and active, but nothing like the others. So maybe it’s unfair to say she was a lousy fuck. I certainly enjoyed it, a lot. But there was something missing.
Once I came for her, and again, it took a hell of a long time thanks to my little doctor’s helper, she rolled into my arms, and kissed me like I’d hoped she’d fuck. It was wonderful and intense. The woman had mad kissing skills.
“That was wonderful,” she said, caressing my skin.
I wondered if she’d been there with me. “You didn’t come. I’m sorry.”
She sighed, and gave me another tender kiss. “I loved it. I don’t come during sex with a man. I don’t think I ever have. I still loved every minute of it.”
“Really?”
She laughed, her hand reaching down and removing the rubber I’d been wearing. She tied it off, and held it up, looking at it. “It took you a long time to get here,” she said waving it. “You certainly appeared to enjoy the journey.”
“No kidding,” I said.
“So, I enjoy the journey as well. I just have difficulty coming from penetration. Now if one of your little friends were here, I’m sure I’d have no difficulty at all.”
That was an interesting comment. It also had me second thinking the session we’d just had. She had been fun to fuck. It was my inability to get her off that bothered me. I guess I was still a little insecure. I felt immensely better after her speech.
She had dropped the condom in the waste basket and cuddled up to me. I looked into her brilliant green eyes, and saw nothing but satisfaction. She had a face that belonged on a magazine cover.
“Damn, you’re beautiful. Does that cause you much trouble?”
She giggled. “A little. I’m used to it. You should have seen me when I was thirty. I swear some men would faint when I walked by. One fellow came in his pants during a conference meeting. It’s been useful.”
Time must have been flying, because we were still lying there, chatting, when the terrible trio showed up, excited from their dive experience.
“Holy shit!” Wendy cried out, coming to a screeching halt just inside my door.
There was a time, hell forty years of it, when I would have been embarrassed as hell and tried to cover up. This time I was proud. I was in bed with a ten. Even if I couldn’t get her off.
Tina and Donna scurried up behind her, and Tina got big-eyed. “I know you!”
Fiona laughed. “Yes. You’re the scrumptious girl from last night. I hope you don’t mind I’ve borrowed your man. I promise to return him unharmed.”
“How was the diving,” I asked.
“Fuck the diving, Dad! When you get over your dry spell, you really get over it, don’t you?”
I was a little surprised that my bedmate was as casual about the whole thing as she was. It made a lot more sense a few seconds later.
Fiona rose up on one elbow, her hand reaching down and caressing my cock. “I don’t suppose there’s any way I could convince any of you ladies, or even all of you, to join us? I have to admit, I’d love to be with any of you.”
I thought the girls would be more shocked. My Wendy walked over and sat down on the corner of the bed. “I think he’d freak out if I did.”
Holy cow! Was she even thinking it? “Wendy?”
She chuckled. “Come on, Dad. She’s fucking gorgeous.”
“But you … she’s a girl!”
“And? It’s never bothered you when it was me and Tina.”
“You and Tina!?” I gasped. My head was spinning.
“Jesus, Dad! You had to know. It’s been going on for years. All our sleepovers-”
“Hell no, I didn’t now!”
Fiona laughed, and settled me down with one of her kisses. “It’s no big deal, Daddy. Most of us girls experiment with each other growing up. Is that such a surprise?”
Tina was at the side of the bed. “We were sure you knew, Mr. Z. We even joked about it.”
“I had no idea,” I admitted.
“Does it bother you?” Tina asked. “That me and Wendy …”
Frankly, it did, a little. “It’s … I guess I’m just surprised.”