Play outdoor sport.

You followed Emily until you reached your next destination. You were far too preoccupied with your thoughts to even make a suggestion of where to go, however Emily seemed to have something in mind. You stopped near the entrance of the resort near the tennis court. There was quite a bit of activity going on. You weren't much of a sports guy, but she insisted that you make use of the facilities with her. You reluctantly agreed.

As it turned out you were required to wear their sport uniforms and so left to go get changed. You felt uncomfortable wearing the short shorts however felt somewhat better from the fact that everyone else had the same. As you returned outside from the locker room, you met up with Emily. You knew immediately that she wasn't wearing a bra under her top. Her nipples were sticking out from underneath the thin fabric. You noticed a few glances but as it turned out, most of the women in the area were much the same. Oddly enough that made you feel relief.

"Are you two here to play soccer?" You looked towards the deep voice and met the gaze of a tall dark man with thick bushy hair.

"Yes!" Emily replied with a smile.

"I'm Daryl." The man identified himself while giving you and Emily a handshake. You both introduced yourselves in turn.

"I will be happy to take you through some fundamentals?" He asked inquisitively.

"I think that's absolutely necessary." Emily replied again.

The man had you and Emily perform some pretty simple tasks. You were happy with yourself as you did most of them effortlessly in contrast to Emily, who continued to fumble over her own feet. You couldn't believe how clumsy she was, but it sure made you look good.

"Okay, I can see you need some more focused training. Mark, why don't you practice some shooting drills." He eventually said.

"Sure, I can do that." You replied confidently as you walked towards the net, not too far away.

You began the practice. Most of it was walking back and forth, collecting the ball. You could hear Emily and Daryl speak.

"I can see what the issue is here..." He began to say. They spoke for some minutes, and every time you glanced over Daryl had Emily stretch, pass the ball, dribble, and then eventually for whatever reason he had his phone out and was taking photos of her. You pretended to line up the ball while straining to listen.

"Yes, this is sure to work..." You heard Daryl say.

"I hope so." Emily replied.

"Well... To be honest, I'm not .... very difficult ...." You heard parts of his reply.

"Whatever I can do to .... " Emily said again, but you failed to make out all the words.

You figured you'd been standing there for too long and didn't want them to think you were eavesdropping, so you kicked the ball way too hard. It went over the net and even over a fence into a basketball court. You swore under your breath and made your way over to collect it again for the hundredth time. There was a much larger group playing basketball, and you kind of wished that you'd done that instead. You got distracted for some time watching the game... Or rather, the women playing. Much like Emily, they weren't wearing bras and you could see their chest jiggle with their sudden abrupt movements. You caught yourself staring then hurried out with the soccer ball.

You dropped the ball on the grass and glanced over at Emily. You had to do a double take. They were still taking photos, but now Emily had her top up and tits exposed, posing for the camera. For some reason your instinctive reaction was to act as if you hadn't noticed, and once again you strained your ears to listen in while facing towards the soccer goal. You could see some of the guys playing basketball looking over towards Emily.

"Yes, no doubt this will ..... So attractive too!" Daryl was saying.

"Oh, stop! I said I'd do anything to help so ...." your fiance's voice replied.

"In that case you .... I mean, if you're comfortable ...." You squinted as you tried to make out all the words.

"I don't ... " You heard Emily say something, and you recognized the tone as uncertain.

"Please, you have nothing to .... " Daryl was trying to reassure her.

There was silence for a moment, and you realized you'd been standing still for almost a minute. You kicked the ball in a panic to throw any suspicion and went to collect it. You chanced another look as you returned. Emily was on her knees, her top still up. She was posing for the camera still... However this time she no longer had any pants on. She wore a black thong that didn't cover too much and was almost transparent. Your loins stirred as you pretended to not see once again.

"Absolutely gorgeous. They'll all want to devour you." Daryl said. You could hear him much clearer this time. He had excitement in his voice and likely couldn't help but speak loudly.

You heard Emily's muffled reply but didn't recognize a single word.

"Of course. One more. Could you bend over... yes, like that. Maybe up a bit more... knees apart some more... perfect. So sexy.." Daryl was saying.

You couldn't help yourself but look once again. Emily was leaned forward, her ass up and legs apart. You had a perfect view of what little the thong didn't cover, and Daryl was leaning in very close with his phone to take pictures. He reached a hand forward and adjusted her thong.

"Maybe we'll move this just a bit..." He said as he touched your fiance's ass in the process. You saw her pussy peek out the slightest bit. You couldn't help but feel the need to approach. As you began to walk over, Daryl quickly stood up and put his phone away.

"Perfect, that's all I needed. Thanks very much Emily." He said, almost in a rush before walking briskly to the change rooms. You wondered whether it was because he heard you approaching.

Emily smiled at you slyly when she spotted you, and slowly pulled her shorts back on.

"What was all that about?" You asked.

"Daryl needed some photos to promote the soccer part of the resort. Apparently it's failing." She explained.

"Right... So where's he going?" You tried to sound casual but likely sounded pretty sore.

"I'm not sure. Probably to work on a poster or something." Emily replied.

"Okay... Well, it'd be good if you spoke to me about those things first." You said, sure that you sounded bitter this time. You didn't like the idea of your fiance's body being used on posters to promote soccer; you were baffled by the idea... though admittedly still kind of turned on.

"Oh? Well, it's my body so I guess I figured I can choose what to do with it myself." She challenged you.

"Whatever, let's go." You replied in a huff.