Winning An Upgrade - Sex Stories

Winning An Upgrade

... player we met playing water volleyball?” The two young women shared a conspiratorial look. Emilia nodded. “Yup. That’s the one. He’s a total hunk. Of course unless David springs for the five-hundred bucks.” Emilia looked at her new friend Camila with a look only another woman would understand. They both cast hungry glances towards Philippe admiring his toned athlete’s body. “Which he better do if he wants to keep me as his girlfriend.” The toned young blond haired, blue-eyed, tennis professional from France approached Emilia. David fidgeted and stood to the side looking forlorn. Emilia looked at her boyfriend with a glare as much as to command him to step up and defend her pussy. David shuffled and looked away. Emilia turned and her brown eyes looked into the crystal blue orbs of Philippe. Emilia thought she might melt. Philippe reached out and took Emilia by the hand. He made a subtle bow and then placed his lips softly on the back of Emilia’s feminine hand. “I’m charmed. You earned a massage?” Emilia giggled nervously. This was all so unexpected. Perhaps the extreme heat and the extreme cold had confused her brain and disoriented her? Whatever the reason she allowed herself to be walked away towards the beach for her private massage. Oka gave them directions. “There is a private tented cabana over towards the end of the beach. Completely secluded. All the necessary oils and towels are there. Have fun. Thanks for raising money for the charity.” Emilia was grinning the grin ...

... of a Cheshire cat as her hips swayed and the soft sand squeezed between her toes. _________________________________________________________________ Now it was John and Camila’s turn. The men went into the plunge pool first. The longest stayed three minutes and forty-seven seconds. John sidled up to Oka and whispered. “Look Oka you know me. I’m a good return guest. Let me go last and you’ll have an extra five-hundred for your charity.” Oka nodded and it was agreed. He called out to the women’s group. “Okay now the girl’s turn. It’s Patricia from Toronto first.” A stunning blond moved out of the crowd wearing a black bikini. John could see the men ogling her 36C breasts and bubble butt. He shook his head. He preferred more petite women like his wife. The competition was on. Camila kept a record of every girl’s time. She wanted to win. “Okay the next young lady to compete is Camila Langham from Hong Kong.” John squeezed his wife’s slender hand for encouragement. He secretly hopped she wouldn’t win so he didn’t have to stay in the freezing water, but he knew how competitive his wife was. Camila giggled. Oka held his stopwatch. “Ready? Set. Jump in.” Camila screeched and giggled as her slim sexy body plunged into the freezing pool of water. Her eyes flared wide as she realized how fucking cold the water actually was. John started to laugh. “Sorry honey. I can’t help laughing.” Camila’s eyes were like daggers. She tried to smile, but failed since it was just too cold. Her teeth soon ...