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Chapter 3 by whizzper whizzper

What do you want to do first?

relax by the pool to start

You stare a last name as asks in anticipation what you want to do first on Dream Island. He grin is full and as you look into her eyes you see that it goes all the way up to her eyes, making the twinkle. You smile, “They have a pool. We can laze there for a bit. The dinner menu starts in a couple hours, then at eight tonight the nightclub opens. Go there afterwards…”

She smiles, “Sounds good. Sit back, work on our tans while we catch up some more.” She gives you a quick, yet lingering hug. She looks up at you smiling, “This is going to be the best week EVER. You‘re the best, Jack, you know that, right?”

With that she skips off to her bags. Rifling through the bags, throwing items she didn’t want over her shoulder she grabs a blue bathing suit and moves into the large bathroom.

You stand at the window a moment, still relishing the hug. With a quick shiver up your spine you move to your own bags to get your trunks.

As you change you think you hear the soft click of a door closing behind you. As though someone had silently opened the bathroom door and was now closing it, still trying to keep it quiet. You shrig it off and continue.

Just as you pull up your trunks the bathroom door opens and Melody walks out in a blue bikini.

“Wow, Jack have you been workingout? I don’t remember you being that toned.” Melody says, and steps up to you. She raises her hand and softly runs her hand up from your stomach to your chest. This light caress creates a tingle down to your toes, and a slight tightening in your trunks. You think this is an innocent, friendly observation, but…

“Well, yeah, a little. Been running a little more lately. Pushing myself a bit more.” You answer, after a quick clearing of the throat. You glance down at her bikini, and almost get entranced by her breasts. Your hands ache to touch them, your mouth waters to taste them. “Looks like you’ve been toning up a bit too.” You say, slightly embarrassed at the slight cracking her caress induced.

She smiles, “Well, a little. Been eating less junk food.” She shrugs causing her tits to bounce a bit. “Anyway, let’s get down to that there pool. I’ll even let you put lotion on my back.” She moves away from you towards her bag again to get her towel and suntan lotion.

Clearing your throat you move to get your own towel then the two of you move towards the door.

Swim, or Tan?

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