“This is an incredibly beautiful place,” Krista said as she slowly looked around, pausing to see the two men and two women separate, one of each going to the other mattress. “Everyone sure is relaxed about it, I’ll give them that.”
“What kind of a person would come here that wasn’t relaxed about it?” Zach asked.
“I don’t think I’m going to be wearing clothes very often,” Krista said as she stripped.
“I’m just dying to jump in the water,” Susan said, following suit.
“Come, real quick, before the wine comes,” Krista urged, climbing down one of the ladders and sighing as she sank into the warm lagoon water. “This is not to be believed,” she sighed as she watched Susan making her way down a ladder, giggling as she stuck her had between her legs and flicked her tongue at her long inner lips hanging down.
“I’ll fall!” Susan said, laughing as she continued down into the water. “Oh, this is simply heavenly,” she said, laying on her back and floating, her thick ruby nipples sticking up into the air on the ends of her freckled breasts.
“Hey, you two,” Zach said, looking down at them from the bamboo decking, his big cock dangling in front of him, a bottle of wine in his hand.
“Oh, Zach, bring the wine down here,” Krista implored. “You’re just going to love this. The water is so much warmer than the Caymans.”
As Zach made his way down the ladder, Krista went around the other side of it, reaching through and grabbing his cock when she saw it, pulling him forward so that she could suck it into her mouth.
“That’s for being so sweet,” she said after a minute or so, letting him go so that he could continue down the ladder.
“This is just heaven,” Krista said after taking a long pull on the bottle of wine before handing it to Susan who was far more restrained.
“Are my two favorite ladies satisfied?” Zach asked, taking them into his arms, each of them wrapping her legs around one of his, their pussies pressed against his thigh and their hard ruby nipples pressing against his chest.
“Satisfied!” Krista gasped. “That wine must be going to your head. You can ask me that after I’ve been good and fucked.”
“Hello,” they heard Mahana’s voice from above. “Your lunch is here.”
Susan went up one of the ladders, while Zach followed Krista up another, causing her swat his hand away several times when he’d stick his fingers into her pussy.
“If you’re going to tease me, you have to be ready to follow through,” she admonished him when they were all up on the bamboo decking of the platform. “If it weren’t for the fact that I’m famished and would you look at the size of that fish!”
On the table was a smoking, grilled 18″ mahi-mahi on banana leaves on a large tatami mat. There was a large woven wicker basket of steaming basmati rice and a medley of lightly seared fresh vegetables in another. There was also a large bowl brimming full of cut pineapple, papaya, passion fruit, guava, kiwi, banana, and more.
“The fish was caught just a few hours ago,” Mahana said.
“This looks incredible,” Krista said as she in one of the bamboo chairs on the side of the table that allowed her to see the entire platform area.
“Would you like me to open another bottle of wine?” Mahana asked.
“That’s probably a good idea,” Krista agreed as they all started to dig in.
“Oh, that is so delicious,” Susan sighed as she ate the mahi-mahi. “You can taste the sea.”
“Everything is delicious,” Krista said. “I can’t believe that we’re actually here.”
“I think that I might be able to work out a bit here,” Zach said. “I’ve been getting soft, doing nothing but playing stud. I’ll start swimming lengths of the lagoon and see if that doesn’t help.”
“You do have a difficult life,” Krista said with a laugh.
“And you handle it with such aplomb,” Susan said, smiling at him.
“Did you enjoy your lunch?” Mahana asked when she showed up with several other staff to clear the table when they finished.
“It was wonderful, Mahana,” Susan replied. “Everything tasted so good, so fresh.”
“It is always so here,” Mahana said. “Perhaps you’d like Manahau and Rotui to help you relax after your meal? Manahau is Tahitian for wise spirit and Rotui is the name of a high peak on Moorea island between Opunuhu and Cook Bays.”
“I’d like that,” Krista said without hesitating, looking admiringly at the two sturdy, broad-chested men in their 30s, like Mahana dressed in just a long sarong.
“Do all of your names have a meaning like that?” Susan asked.
“Yes, don’t yours?” Mahana asked.
“No,” Susan replied. “We’re mostly named for people who have gone before us.”
“That is not our way,” Mahana replied simply. “It would be my pleasure to help you,” she said to Zach, who tore his gaze from her fantastic breasts to her angelic face, something right out of a Paul Gaugin painting.
“Anything you care to suggest, I’m interested in trying,” Zach said, feeling his cock stirring beneath the table as he thought of all various things that he’d love to experience with this exotic beauty.
“Come,” Manahau said to Krista, offering her a hand while other staff members quickly cleared the table and disappeared. “I can see that this is going to be a great pleasure.”