An islander has brought refreshments and ice cold drinks which the men are devouring with passion. Dave Bennett stops mid-sentence when he notices our arrival out of the corner of his eye. He smirks looking down at our joined hands, a lecherous sneer twitches at this mouth.
“Looking very cosy! Something you want to tell us, Jake?” He nods at us, a chubby finger pointing at our hands.
I instantly pull my hand away from Jake. I feel the tension instantly radiate from Jake’s body, a slow scowl spreading across his face.
“Just keep your mind on the job, Dave…..and nothing else!” Jake barks in his direction. “Mia, sit and rest a while. Another couple of hours and we’ll call it a day.”
And with that, he hands me a bottle of water , the scowl replaced with a weary smile. He leans in to my face to whisper into my ear asking me to escort him this evening to meet with the High Commissioner. I know this is a very important meeting for him and Templer Industries. I nod my agreement, stroking the coolness of the water bottle across my face.
Chapter Thirteen
I apply the finishing touches to my make-up. Despite the onset of evening shade, I know that even water-proof make up will not last long. I have decided on a stroke of liner, mascara and a bold lip with a shimmer of bronzer to emphasise the beginnings of a tan which I caught today. My hair has been scrunched and left loose to emulate wild and free beach head.
I eye my body in the small mirror of my chalet. I have my formal dress for the dinner with the High Commissioner already laid out on the bed, ready to slip into after I have finished the amateur photo shoot with Alex. But for now, I am stood in a red Vix Dakar Bikini in which I shot my very last professional shoot. I was given this and other gifts from the day.
I have arranged to meet Alex at 6.30. That should give us about half an hour for some fun before I need to change, ready to meet Jake at quarter to eight. The dinner is at eight.
I throw a sarong around my hips and head out of the chalet. I take the small stroll through a thicket of bush to a clearing leading down to a small part of the beach. As I touch the first patch of warm sand, I suddenly feel a twinge of anxiety. Just ahead of me to the right, I see two of the engineers talking to Dave Bennett. On my left, I see Alex rushing up to meet me. I was hoping to take some pictures in privacy, and certainly, out of eyesight of the creep, Dave.
“Hey, Mia! You look amazing!” Alex is beaming at me. I don’t have the heart to let him down.
“Hey, back at you!” I flash him my Supermodel smile.
“I thought we could take some pictures over by those palm trees. Is that ok?” He points in the direction of the trees.
My eyes are still firmly fixed on the group of engineers to my right, so I nod absently. So far, they don’t appear to have noticed our presence. I decide to make a swift move towards the trees hoping to get this over with as quickly as possible.
***
I lay my body along the bend of the palm gently arching my back provocatively hoping to give Alex the memento he can treasure. With a final sweep with my tongue across my bottom lip, I lower my eyelids and look directly at his camera in his shaky hands. He flashes a round of shoots hoping that one of the shots will actually be in focus. I watch with a wicked smile as he eagerly tries to steady his camera lens.
I lean further back, arching more, pushing out my breasts, hooking my thumbs into the edge of my bikini bottoms, drawing them an inch lower. I’m teasing him. I can see the tension in his body as he mentally begs his cock to remain calm. I am straining against an explosion of laughter. I will give him two more poses and then we are out of here.
I stand and straddle the bend in the trunk, arching my ass upwards in a classic bikini sexy pose. I part my lips slightly into a pout that suggests sex is on my mind. I fight a giggle as I see him visibly wobble. This is
“Looking very cosy! Something you want to tell us, Jake?” He nods at us, a chubby finger pointing at our hands.
I instantly pull my hand away from Jake. I feel the tension instantly radiate from Jake’s body, a slow scowl spreading across his face.
“Just keep your mind on the job, Dave…..and nothing else!” Jake barks in his direction. “Mia, sit and rest a while. Another couple of hours and we’ll call it a day.”
And with that, he hands me a bottle of water , the scowl replaced with a weary smile. He leans in to my face to whisper into my ear asking me to escort him this evening to meet with the High Commissioner. I know this is a very important meeting for him and Templer Industries. I nod my agreement, stroking the coolness of the water bottle across my face.
Chapter Thirteen
I apply the finishing touches to my make-up. Despite the onset of evening shade, I know that even water-proof make up will not last long. I have decided on a stroke of liner, mascara and a bold lip with a shimmer of bronzer to emphasise the beginnings of a tan which I caught today. My hair has been scrunched and left loose to emulate wild and free beach head.
I eye my body in the small mirror of my chalet. I have my formal dress for the dinner with the High Commissioner already laid out on the bed, ready to slip into after I have finished the amateur photo shoot with Alex. But for now, I am stood in a red Vix Dakar Bikini in which I shot my very last professional shoot. I was given this and other gifts from the day.
I have arranged to meet Alex at 6.30. That should give us about half an hour for some fun before I need to change, ready to meet Jake at quarter to eight. The dinner is at eight.
I throw a sarong around my hips and head out of the chalet. I take the small stroll through a thicket of bush to a clearing leading down to a small part of the beach. As I touch the first patch of warm sand, I suddenly feel a twinge of anxiety. Just ahead of me to the right, I see two of the engineers talking to Dave Bennett. On my left, I see Alex rushing up to meet me. I was hoping to take some pictures in privacy, and certainly, out of eyesight of the creep, Dave.
“Hey, Mia! You look amazing!” Alex is beaming at me. I don’t have the heart to let him down.
“Hey, back at you!” I flash him my Supermodel smile.
“I thought we could take some pictures over by those palm trees. Is that ok?” He points in the direction of the trees.
My eyes are still firmly fixed on the group of engineers to my right, so I nod absently. So far, they don’t appear to have noticed our presence. I decide to make a swift move towards the trees hoping to get this over with as quickly as possible.
***
I lay my body along the bend of the palm gently arching my back provocatively hoping to give Alex the memento he can treasure. With a final sweep with my tongue across my bottom lip, I lower my eyelids and look directly at his camera in his shaky hands. He flashes a round of shoots hoping that one of the shots will actually be in focus. I watch with a wicked smile as he eagerly tries to steady his camera lens.
I lean further back, arching more, pushing out my breasts, hooking my thumbs into the edge of my bikini bottoms, drawing them an inch lower. I’m teasing him. I can see the tension in his body as he mentally begs his cock to remain calm. I am straining against an explosion of laughter. I will give him two more poses and then we are out of here.
I stand and straddle the bend in the trunk, arching my ass upwards in a classic bikini sexy pose. I part my lips slightly into a pout that suggests sex is on my mind. I fight a giggle as I see him visibly wobble. This is
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