Read with BonusRead with Bonus

Prurience

The rest of the flight was not nearly as exciting. And I could not sleep because the turbulence we experienced was enough to separate my soul from my body. My heart rate still had not come back down from my sexual adventure.

Jenny had fallen asleep, so I sat here contemplating telling her. I just stared at the curtain that separated the main cabin from first-class. Never in a million years did I think I would be that spontaneous.

I could feel it when Adrian would look in my direction. I cannot explain it other than a sexual mysterious feeling. My neurological response to detecting his gaze did not frighten me.

But after what just happened in first-class, it excited me. I just wanted to catch a glimpse of this man, and I wanted more of him. All of him, which is so unlike me. He would be the first to de-board the plan, so the chances of seeing him ever again were slim.

It was almost midnight when the plane landed, but the airport was lit with neon signs. The bars were open for business, and people were bustling around to catch their connecting flights or hit the town. We headed toward the baggage claim, but my mind was in space.

“Hey, babe. What has got you absent-minded? I have been talking to you for 5 minutes now.”, Jenny's voice shook me from my daze.

“Sorry Jen. You would not believe me. Do not ask why or what for. Please, can you help me?", I paused, thinking I felt his gaze.

"I am looking for a man. He is wearing a tee with sweatpants, has tattoos up both arms, long hair on top, and a left earring.”, I did not even acknowledge if she had heard me, but I kept searching.

“OoOoOo, and did you meet this guy on the flight?”, she said with googly eyes.

“Jen, I will tell you about it when we get to our room. Can you look around?”, I snapped.

I will have to explain and apologize later. My emotions were all over the place with this man. He was still here; he could not have left that quickly unless he was secret service. And I know we did not fly on the Air Force One to get here.

We made it to our baggage carousel, as we were both looking around for my mystery guy. I no longer felt like I was being watched, but I knew he had to be lingering somewhere. Still, we looked until our bags came down.

I stood there disappointed as we grabbed our bags and headed for the taxi loading zone. Passing by all the other baggage carousels, I continued to try to look for any man resembling who I imagined. If he were watching, he would be laughing because I would look like a helpless little girl.

It was so beautiful outside, even with it being so late on a Thursday night. There were bars lined up in the back of food trucks, so we each grabbed a drink and continued to the taxi loading zone. I did not speak Spanish, so Jen handled the taxi for us.

Me being me, I asked Jen to punch in the resort address to her GPS. I did not want to be on the next episode of The First 48. Jenny did not mind easing my nerves, even if all the alcohol today should have helped. I was still curious where we were going, so I tried to catch a peek at her phone.

We made it to the resort, and Jen giggled as she exchanged words with the driver.

“¿Estás seguro de que aquí es donde quieres ir?”, Said the driver.

“Sí, señor. Estamos aquí para disfrutar de nuestra escapada.”, Jenny replied.

I asked Jen what was said, and she just smiled and waved as he unloaded our luggage from the back of the taxi van. The resort we pulled up to was beautiful, and the entrance was covered in floral vines. It was dimly lit, setting a mood of relaxation. There was a waterfall feature on both sides of the front door.

The resort was named Prurience, which sounded very sensual. I wondered what it meant, but I did not have the time to ask. My mind was racing as I wondered what Jenny had roped us into. And I was overdue for a relaxing evening in bed.

We left our bags at the door, and the hostess told us that the bellhop would put them in our villa. The doors opened into a beautiful foyer with marble flooring and an oversized glass chandelier. The staff was well-dressed in business attire.

You check in at stations. Each station had a desk and two chairs for the guests. Check-in was a breeze and packed with lots of information. We were told that all meals and drinks were on the house. The only thing we needed money for was to tip the staff or venture off the resort.

We were given cute little bracelets to wear. The bracelet gave us access to resort amenities and was also our room key. We were told multiple times that no photos are to be taken at the resort. That was odd, but I was down for the experience waiting just inside.

The receptionist walked us out of the foyer office area and into a courtyard that opened to a pool. I was immediately taken aback. My jaw dropped to the floor as I took in the surrounding sight. Jenny took us on an adventure… a naked one.

Nakedness… everywhere. I am talking like full-on sexual healing, going on with whatever naked yoga they were practicing on the cabana, if you catch my drift. Mental note Remember to watch where we sit at the pool tomorrow morning. Mildly impressed, those old-men were still able to get busy.

I immediately turned to Jenny.

“What the hell have you gotten us into?”, I asked curiously.

“Just take in the experience. You really need to live a little.”, we giggled as we followed the lady to our villa.

Jenny booked us our own private space away from the main resort. It came with our very own butler! We were introduced to Callum, our butler, for the evening. He gave us a list of activities and themed parties for the few nights we would be guests here.

This resort housed several restaurants, clubs, pools, and a 24-hour gym. Callum stated that he would be our butler until the morning shift. Apparently, the butlers worked 12-hour shifts.

“So, you will be sleeping over...”, Jenny whispered as she turned to me.

Giving me a suggestive wink. I know I needed help to live spontaneously, but I will pass on the butler. I am sure he is used to guests throwing themselves at him.

While it was late, the party at the resort had just begun. We ventured out of our room without unpacking our bags. We stumbled into an area near the villa entrance.

In this area, people were dressed, thank the heavens above. The list we were given said that tonight was Latin Night. The main square was decorated in bright colors, and loud music was being played.

We were still in our traveling clothes, but much to my surprise, no one cared. There was no dress code because the whole resort motto was clothing optional. We decided to walk toward a bar in the back corner of the square.

They had any drink you could think of and were making brick oven pizzas by the order. I thought to myself, I have just died and gone to heaven. Jen and I ordered a few shots and a pizza to share while we enjoyed the live music and dancing.

I really enjoy sitting back and people-watching. Scoping out the people attending the Latin night event while eating pizza was relaxing. It was not expected to end until after 2 am, so there was plenty of time left to party. I noticed many couples were here, so Jenny and I stood out.

Mostly older couples in age. In their 40s to 50s, with a few in their 20s to 30s. Talking with some people at the bar, we realized this was a sex resort. The light clicked for me. No wonder they were naked and banging it out on the day beds.

We were also told that we could run the whole show there. Why? I have no clue. Something about us being the only single girls here meant we had leverage to do as we pleased.

I asked a man to my left, “What does the resort name Prurience mean?”.

He looked at me like I was an innocent angel. “How can I put this?”.

His wife looked past him to cut in, “It means that all the guests have a robust sexual desire, and this resort allows them to act on every sexual desire, even in the open.”.

She spoke casually, as if her description was common knowledge.

Jenny butted in, “I heard about this place from a friend. I knew it was what we needed! Leah, you need to put yourself out there. We are here to drink and get laid!”.

The wife looked past her husband again, “That should not be any trouble, as any couple or single person would not blink twice about taking one of you to their room... or both.”, then she whispered something in his ear.

He glanced over at us, checking us out. Jenny smiled back at them. I decided I needed a shot to calm my nerves. I think this couple had intentions of luring us back to their bed.

And at that moment, I just wanted to run back to my room and sleep this trip away, but I guess we were going to explore our Prurience. And it all started with that plane ride.

Previous Chapter
Next Chapter