cord and was about to pull it when she heard a feminine giggle, followed by a masculine, “Come here, baby.”
Amelia had a thing for guys with deep voices and just had to see if the face matched the voice. She peeped from the right side of the drapes so she wouldn’t be spotted. “Eek,” she said, slapping her hand across her mouth. “He’s naked.”
A normal person would have moved gracefully from the window, but she wasn’t normal by any stretch of the imagination when it came to watching a naked man. She’d been that way ever since she’d seen a neighbour who lived in the house behind her doing his wife in the backyard by the pool when she was a teenager. She remembered her body getting all hot and sweaty and her nipples expanding. At the time she hadn’t known what it meant…all she knew was that it had felt good when she’d touched between her legs while watching them.
The giggling woman appeared. She was also naked with heavy, brown breasts, wide hips and very shapely legs. Amelia wasn’t into girls, but she could appreciate a fantastic body and this girl was stacked. “She’s even got a great ass,” Amelia said as she watched her and the man run towards the water. Suddenly she was no longer sleepy.
The man picked the woman up in his muscular arms and playfully dumped her down in the water then pulled her back up again. Amelia pinched one of her nipples and it budded and strained against the fabric of her dress. The man cupped the woman’s breasts and she squealed with delight. Up until now, Amelia hadn’t caught a glimpse of the front of the man’s body but he did have a nice, tight butt. “Oh my God,” she said as the man turned around and headed back on to the beach with the woman. “He’s got an erection.”
Amelia ducked back behind the curtain as the couple came closer to the bungalow. The giggling continued and then everything went silent. Amelia peeped back out of the curtain again only to find the man and woman making out on a sun lounger very near the window. The woman was seated atop the man facing the water and he had his hands on her hips, moving her body up and down. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out they were screwing. Fortunately, there didn’t seem to be anyone else on the beach.
Amelia moved away from the window, kicking off her shoes and shimmying out of her clothes on the way over to her luggage. She unhooked her overnight case, opened it up and fished around until she found her vibrator and a fresh set of batteries. Thankfully, it had passed through airport security undetected, because she would have been quite embarrassed if the inspector had pulled it out in front of Michael. She could just picture the look of surprise on his face, and he would not then want to have anything to do with her.
But all of that didn’t matter right now. The couple’s moans and groans grew louder, turning her on. Amelia crawled onto the bed, opened her legs and guided the plastic vibrator inside her dripping hole.
* * * *
“You look well rested,” Michael said to Amelia when they hooked up later for dinner. She was dressed quite prettily in a pink, yellow and white floral sundress with a hem that landed just above her knees. Her feet were encased in a pair of brown sandals, exposing ten pink, perfectly painted toenails. Amelia had pulled her dark brown hair into a ponytail, which gave him the opportunity to see all of her oval-shaped face, thick brown eyebrows and haunting brown eyes. She had full lips to die for that begged to be kissed. Her skin was makeup-free.
Amelia stretched. “Yes, I just woke up from my nap. I think I was pretty exhausted. What about you?” she asked as she followed him down the walkway just outside their bungalows.
“I didn’t get much rest,” Michael confessed. “My neighbours were making a little too much noise.”
“Were they fighting?” Amelia asked.
“No,” Michael answered, not quite sure how to finish. “They, uh, were