Jealousy

This burning gaze of his, mixed with a splash of my own jealousy, was an addicting cocktail that fueled my confidence. He watched every step I took, but he did not move from his seat. I could tell that this was going to be a push-and-pull connection.

Before I headed toward the pool, I stepped up to a table where the staff set up a temporary tattoo station. It was just a few feet from Adrian’s cabana. I looked around at everyone enjoying the activities and decided to get one.

The young activity assistant smiled as I walked up. “Hi, would you like one?”.

I knew what I wanted to do... my actions would make Adrian fume. I ran my fingers across his shoulder and leaned forward to whisper in his ear. The heat from Adrian's gaze increased, almost igniting a fire between my legs. It was turning me on, and I was not exactly sure why.

Leaning across the table, I grabbed his collar. “Pick whichever you like and put it wherever you want. I am here alone.”, I whispered seductively.

His demeanor towards me changed immediately. And I could tell everyone at the pool wanted to be him or know what I said in his ear. The look on his face was enough to tell a story.

Then I looked in the direction of Adrian's cabana and blew him a kiss.

It was fun, even if my only intention was to make Adrian squirm. To hell with the I dare another man to touch you bullshit. Jenny is right. I am my own woman, and I needed to live a little.

“I am Leah.”, I spoke, still leaning over the table.

“Hi, I am Alex. Let me help you up.”, he came around the table to help me.

He put his hands on my waist to help me onto the table. Then he held my neck and my hand to help me lie on his table. I saw Adrian’s silhouette sit up, knocking the blonde off him.

I smirked a little. Let me see how far I can push him.

The guy picked his tattoo of choice and placed it right above my bathing suit near my hip bone. He did not have to move my bikini because there was not much to the fabric when I put it on. He held a wet cloth on the tattoo for 60 seconds before pulling it off and helping me sit up.

Oops, another man touched me, I thought and laughed. I gave the young guy a kiss on the cheek before walking away. That would set him off.

He picked out a cute unicorn with a gold horn and a pastel rainbow-colored mane. It was about 4 inches each way, so very noticeable. Kind of cute and not me, but I am not acting like my old self, anyway. I will call it my party horse.

I thought I got a lot of attention before, but this tattoo made the partygoers extra friendly. I was not sure why they kept looking at my new tattoo, but I could not break confidence now. Not with his gaze set on me and the bar so close.

The pool entrance was a few steps in front of the tattoo table, so I made my way to the water. I did not want my hair to get messed up, so I pulled it up in a clip that I had attached to the string of my top.

I did not look at him as I walked into the water. An older man handed out an arm to help me in. The people here were friendly, considering we were strangers. The water was warm, yet it cooled my skin from the summer heat. I decided to swim up to the bar and order a drink.

When I got to the bar, I was dripping wet. You could see my nipples harden with each passing breeze. They had concrete stools in the pool that I sat on. I saw Jen and waved her over to sit by me. A man moved to give her his seat, and she repaid him with a kiss.

I told her Adrian was there and where he was.

She could not get a good look at him, but she did not really try. “Enough of him!”, she waved for shots.

“We should get drunk and have fun!”, Jen yelled, and everyone cheered.

Then she leaned into me and said, “Look around, Leah. People want you. Fuck him if he does not have the gall to show his face. Drink and shake your ass on every guy here. Explore yourself. It is okay to be sexual, babe. If he wanted you, he would be right here with you. We are only young once.”, she pointed to the shallow side of the pool in front of the DJ.

We took about 6 shots each and decided it was time to party! Jenny is wild and has everyone around her pumped up. She is also great with the pep talks.

“Shots, shots, shots!”, she yelled.

And someone in the back said, “Body shots, body shots!”.

Jen did not waste any time.She started to point at me and shout. “Shots on Leah, everyone!”.

Old me would have turned red and ran away, but what the hell! Two men helped me lay down on top of the bar. The bartender, acting like it was a typical day, pulled out the chocolate sauce, whip cream, limes, and liquor!

It did not long before every man and woman lined up to taste me. And my mind went right to Adrian. I could not see him, but my body knew he was watching and fuming.

I relaxed on top of the bar, laughing, drinking, and having fun. I was enjoying myself as all these strangers licked things off my body. The woman from last night poured chocolate sauce up my left leg, past my hip, up my stomach, and then around my breast.

Everyone cheered as she licked me from my foot to my chest.

“Hell yeah, Leah! I am jealous!”, I heard Jen shout.

Once the excitement died down, Jen pulled us toward the DJ, where the pool was shallow. That is where everyone was dancing. We joined in on the grinding.

I did not go to clubs back home, so this was the closest experience I could get. I was surprised that the women did not care about their men dancing with other women and vice versa.

I found myself dancing with the guy from Latin night while his wife was sandwiched between a couple, making out with them. There was chocolate sauce still on her face.

I did not think I would like this place, but it is growing on me. The people here are easy going and open to exploring their sexuality. No one judges or comes across as rude. It really is a carefree environment.

I had been grinding on this guy for over two hours as he ran his hands over my body. My back slid against his body, and he reached around my waist, running his hand down my naval and grabbing a handful of my inner thigh. I gasped and turned around to face him while panting.

He had a smirk on his face, and his wife was nowhere to be found. He asked if I wanted to grab a drink with him and lay on his daybed to talk. Yeah, like talking was the only thing on my mind.

I turned to find Jen. She was back at the bar taking shots with everyone living her best life. I shook my head. We went to grab drinks before heading back to his daybed. I was having such a good time that I had not even looked for Adrian, but there was no denying his heated gaze on my body.

We were sitting on his daybed, chatting and laughing. I had taken my hair down, and the wind blew it in my face. Gently, he put his hand on my cheek to remove the hair and placed it behind my ear.

We were so close, face to face.

I felt the heat pulling us together, and then he kissed me. I kissed back. He cupped my face and deepened our kiss. Before I could move on top of him, a blonde woman tapped him on the shoulder and whispered in his ear. He backed away from the bed and apologized to her.

It did not take long for him to leave with the blonde. Leaving me to wonder what the hell just happened. I was pissed. His wife gave me permission last night.

I sat up and crossed my arms. That was the blonde that I saw crawl into Adrian’s cabana. I looked towards his cabana, but he was gone. I let out a huff and walked back to my bed.

The party was winding down, anyway. The butler told me the pool empties around 5 o’clock. That is when the guests leave to get ready for dinner and the evening events. I was going to grab my things and leave, but there was a note on my pillow.

It read:

Leah, I watched as you let men and women put their hands and tongues on you. When I want something, I do not share. I told you what would happen if another man touched you. I will punish you tonight, and you will beg me to do it. The theme tonight is BDSM Masquerade. Use the mask I sent to your room and wear something you do not mind me ripping off your body.

Jen knocked me out of my thoughts, “OoOo, who is that from? The guy you were kissing over there?”.

I was standing there, speechless.

“Come on girl, time to get ready for tonight! It is our first costume party!” she grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the villa.

The party had not started yet, and my desire was begging to be punished. I was not ready to submit yet, as my confidence was in full force.