"It was some Indian woman from housekeeping," Olivia replied, pouring coffee into a cup for me. "She seemed shocked to see me in this room." She handed me the cup, her fingers brushing mine, a small smile playing on her lips.
I took a sip. It was hot and perfect.
So it was Maya. Sheād probably come to drop off the coffee and found Olivia instead. She must have been so shocked to see her in my room, especially the way she glowed from what we did last night. The thought made me smirk into my cup.
The way Olivia looked under my shirt was so hot.
Every time she lifted the cup to her lips, the shirt shifted, teasing more of her curves. She kept glancing at me over the rim, eyes dark, knowing, full of the memories of everything weād done last night.
"I have to leave for the city in an hour," Olivia said. Her voice was soft, almost reluctant, as she smoothed the shirt over her thigh.
"Do you really have to?" I asked. It would have been so much better if she stayed here with me, our group was spending another full day at this beach house.
"If it wasnāt important, Iād stay," she replied, looking down at her coffee cup for a moment. She was a businesswoman with real responsibilities, and I could see the conflict in her eyes. She wanted to stay, wanted to spend the day tangled in the sheets with me, but duty called her back to the city.
I opened my mouth to say something, maybe convince her to blow it off, but before the words came out, someone knocked on the door.
Knock knock.
"It must be someone from my group," I said, pushing myself off the bed.
I let the sheet fall back onto the mattress, leaving it behind as I stood there completely naked, my cock swinging half-hard between my legs as I moved. I quickly grabbed the towel Iād dropped near the bed the night before and wrapped it loosely around my waist.
I reached the door and opened it just a crack, careful not to give whoever was outside a full view of the room.
It was Lily.
She stood there dressed like a sexy adventurer, tight brown cargo shorts hugging her thick thighs and juicy ass, the fabric stretched so tight her cheeks looked ready to burst out. On top, she wore a snug T-shirt that clung to her curves, outlining her breasts perfectly.
She looked like a filthy Lara Croft, hair tied back, ready to raid my tomb.
"Hey, Alex," she said, blushing a little as her eyes flicked down to the towel around my waist. Maybe she remembered how Iād fucked her ass last night at the hot springs in front of everyone, her moans echoing while the others watched. "Good thing youāre about to take a shower. Weāre heading out for a hike soon."
"A hike?" I said, a little shocked, but I didnāt go into detail since Olivia was inside my room and I didnāt want Lily to see her. "Sounds good. Iāll meet you in the lobby," I added quickly. "Give me half an hour."
She nodded, still blushing, then turned and walked away, her ass swaying in those tight shorts as she disappeared down the hall.
I closed the door, locked it, and moved back toward Olivia.
"Iām leaving, Alex," Olivia said, setting her empty coffee cup on the nightstand and standing up from the bed. She stretched slightly, my shirt riding up her thick thighs, the hem barely covering her ass, then turned to face me. "Please stay in touch," she added softly, stepping closer.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me into a tight embrace. Her heavy breasts pressed warmly against my chest through the thin fabric.
I kissed her back one last time, slow, deep, tongue sliding against hers in a lingering goodbye. Her lips were soft and warm, tasting faintly of coffee and the faint sweetness of her own body from night.
"Yeah, sure," I said, sliding both hands down to her ass and squeezing firmly under the shirt. She sighed into the kiss, hips pressing forward once against my hardening cock.
"You go take a shower", she murmured against my lips, pulling back just enough to speak. "Iāll see myself out."
I headed to the bathroom to take a shower, knowing that if I didnāt show up soon, my whole harem of MILFs would be banging on my door.
Olivia quickly gathered her shorts and T-shirt from the night before and dressed while I was in the bathroom. A moment later, I heard the soft click of the door as it closed behind her.
I took a quick dump, brushed my teeth, showered, and got ready. I threw on a pair of cargo pants and a T-shirt before heading out to meet my group.
Soon I reached the lobby where everyone was waiting for me, all dressed in hiking clothes, shorts, tank tops, sneakers, light backpacks slung over shoulders, ready for the day. Even El was there.
Shyla was behind the reception desk, handling some paperwork, but the moment my eyes met hers, she blushed deeply, cheeks turning a soft pink, lips parting slightly.
"Now that everyoneās here," Lily said, clapping her hands once to get attention, "let me tell you what weāre doing as a group today." Sheād clearly been waiting for me to arrive so she could start the briefing.
She stood in the center of the loose circle weād formed.
"First," she continued, "weāre going to hike up to the local shrine and take blessings from the priestess. From there, weāll decide where to go for lunch, then head to the next destination, probably the viewpoint, depending on the time and how tired we are."
"Hey, whatās up with the blessings from the priestess?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. The whole thing sounded a bit weird. Touristy spiritual stuff wasnāt usually part of our groupās vibe.
Lily turned to me with a grin. "Thereās this priestess at the local shrine, Alex. Sheās supposed to have attained enlightenment. A lot of tourists come here specifically to receive her blessings. And get thisāyou wonāt believe itāsheās been celibate for thirty years. She says thatās her spiritual path, keeping herself pure for divine energy."
I didnāt believe that bullshit. A woman going thirty years without sex? No way. I had to see what all this mystery was about.