The next morning, Kayla still couldn’t decide if she wanted to pursue a relationship with Myles. Her body was saying to just go for it, as she felt so attracted to him. Why wouldn’t she be? With that muscled body, that deep voice and those piercing blue eyes. She knew she wanted to see him beyond this week.
When she got into the shower, she had a flashback of their time together after he spent the night bringing her to a pleasure that she hadn’t been prepared for. As she ran the washcloth down her body, she was reminded of the track Myles had taken with his tongue in this very shower. If her hormones had anything to do with it, she had her answer.
But after the things she’d gone through with her ex, she just wasn’t sure if she was ready to date exclusively. You know good and damn well that you want to explore more of that man. Give this thing a try. Nobody says that you must fall in love with him. But hell, I need this, and it’ll be a fresh start. Deciding to just go with it and not allow her fear or past experience hinder her from progressing, she came to a foregone conclusion. “I’m going to date Myles Feelgood exclusively,” she stated out loud.
Twenty minutes later, Kayla and the girls were sitting by the main pool enjoying the sun and each other’s company. They were due to hit their next port in a few hours, so relaxation was their agenda until then.
Kayla was lounging in her lounge chair, her thoughts drifting to Myles, of course, as all she could think about was him. She wondered how she would tell him that she wanted to date him. But before she could get any more profound, Rachel broke through with ideas of her own.
“Oh my, what in the ENTIRE HELL is going on? Anybody else notice that the main floor has suddenly been overcrowded with hairy chests and protruding bellies?” she asked outraged.
Laughing, Jocelyn informed the group, “Well, I guess I’m the only one who read her Fun Times. It’s time for the Hairy Chest contest.”
And as soon as she made that statement, the entertainment crew stepped on the deck led by their excellent cruise director, Dr. E. “Whose ready to be entertained until we arrive in port? I need all the contestants to come forward. It’s time to strut your stuff men, and bare those hairy chests. Aw, come on don’t be shy you’ll never see these people again. Any of you lovely ladies out there want to be judges. I need some willing volunteers.”
“Come on Sisters,” Reia urged while standing up. “Let’s have some fun and go judge these hairy beasts.”
“What the HELL?” Kayla exclaimed as all five women made their way center stage to judge the Hairy Chest contest.
Two hours later, the girls were still laughing as they made their way off the ship. They had just arrived in Ocho Rios, Jamaica and wanted to see what this island had to offer.
“How about we explore the island a little bit instead of jumping in a cab?” Caressa suggested.
“Yeah, let’s explore.” Rachel nodded. “It looks like there’s lots of things in this central area and we can go back to the ship when we get tired.”
Heading past the cruise port, the girls were checking out the things in the area. It did seem to be quite populated though and busy. They stopped in the various stores to do some souvenir shopping. As they exited one of the shops, they were approached by a guy offering them some ‘smoke.’
Before any of them to could answer, Myles stepped directly in front of Kayla who happened to be in the man’s direct path. “The ladies aren’t looking to score with anything you’re offering man, keep moving,” he growled.
“Alright Mon,” the man said backing away.
Turning to face the ladies, Myles greeted them, “Afternoon ladies, how’s your day going so far? Honey Bee, you are a breath of fresh air. Have you made a decision yet?” he inquired never taking his eyes off Kayla.
Licking her lips she hesitated, “Uh, hey Myles. Yes, I have.”
He smirked. “If you keep licking your lips like that you’re going to find me carting you back to the ship for a private conversation,” he said leaning closer to her lips.
“Anybody else feeling more than the Jamaican heat?” Reia asked fanning herself. “Shit!”
Kayla had almost forgotten that they were one—in public and two—not alone. Taking a small step back, she gave him her answer, “My answer is yes, I want to date you exclusively once this week ends.”
Looking like he’d won the lottery, Myles stepped closer and kissed her till she required air. Finally, he pulled his lips from hers. “I look forward to it, Honey Bee. Enjoy the rest of the island and be careful.” Grinning, he turned and walked away leaving more than just Kayla watching his retreat.
“You better buckle up your seat belt cause it’s about to be a bumpy ride Kayla,” Caressa informed her.
“Damn, did you see that kiss though?” Rachel asked.
“Shit, I’m still shocked that Kayla was left standing on her own two legs. A smokin’ kiss!” Jocelyn added while laughing. “I thought her ass was going to melt to a puddle on the ground with that one!”
Later that evening, Kayla sat relaxing on her balcony listening to Tamia sing So into You. She considered how real the lyrics were for her as she remembered her explosive sexual tryst with Myles. His words were still replaying in her mind as she visualized how well he’d handled her body. As she pursued these hot memories, she thought she heard a distinct sound like somebody was trying to join the ‘seaside voyeur balcony club.’
Kayla immediately pushed pause on Tamia and listened very carefully. Sure enough, the sound of lovemaking was coming from the balcony next door. What the couple didn’t realize was that they were visual from Kayla’s balcony.
She didn’t want to keep watching, but the couple was also interracial, and Kayla started imagining it was her and Myles instead of them. The guy also taller than his lady had her pinned against their window where they were being picked up by the glow of the light from their room. Kayla sat mesmerized as he moved his hand down her body in slow motion. The woman seemed to be glistening with some type of oil. As the man’s hand reached her mound, the woman parted her legs granting him entry. His fingers slowly entered her, and Kayla gasped along with the woman.
She rose from her chair but not before she saw the man thrust up into the woman from behind as his fingers were still thrusting in and out of her weeping pussy. Kayla stumbled into the chair as she tried to quicken her steps away from the erotic sights. If she didn’t get away faster, she would be offering that man her pussy to ram next. She giggled at the thought.
Safely inside her room, she laid down to rest a little, but before she could get comfortable, she heard several knocks. “Damn, so much for that,” she grumbled walking to the door.
At the door, were all four of her sisters, just as she anticipated from the varying degrees of loud knocking.
Rachel again wanting to stir the pot, asked outright, “So how was it, I mean is his tongue skilled, curved, and long? After that kiss earlier, I just know you met him in this room and spread your legs as soon as we went our separate ways.”
Reia blurted out, “Sis, don’t try denying that anything happened! Myles’ ass left you breathless this afternoon. So, horny women everywhere need to know and I for one, vote on your pussy’s behalf. Shit, I hear her weeping from here.”
Kayla laughed as she couldn’t keep up with all the questions, so she answered the one she felt would satisfy them temporarily, “I’m not sure what you’re talking about, I haven’t seen Myles since we all seen him on the island.”
Silence ensued as each of the women pondered the events from not only this afternoon but previous times as well.
Kayla shivered from the memory as well as the other erotic episodes with Dr. Feelgood.
Caressa started laughing giving Kayla a knowing look, “Sis, first off, did you forget that we saw Myles in your room a few days ago in just a robe? And did you just shiver? I’m now convinced that his tongue is more than impressive based on your shiver alone.”
Fighting back the grin wanting to break free at how accurate Caressa’s assessment was, Kayla smirked. “I plead the fifth, Sis.”
Jocelyn entered the conversation, “Plead the fifth? Humph, does that mean he gave you five orgasms with that tongue of his? Or is pleading the fifth, synonymous for something else kinky?”
With the attempt at silence failing now, Kayla cracked up. “I’m gonna need y’all to go to your rooms and Face Time your men. Clearly, y’all are having some dick withdrawal and trying to live through me. Nothing happened that I’ll admit to anyway.”
Rachel seemed unable to let it go, “The least you could do is pretend like that tongue action isn’t good, damn. You know I’m single too, and I’m admittedly having some withdrawals. I ain’t got time for this. I’m about to go find me somebody to fuck on this ship!” Rachel stormed out of the room.
“Jealousy and bitterness just vacated the building,” Reia said laughing hysterically while slapping high fives with Jocelyn.
At this, Kayla and Caressa fell out laughing. All of the sisters knew that Rachel could be moved to dramatics when she didn’t get her way. But every time the theatrics began, they couldn’t help finding humor in one of the remaining sister’s commentaries to it. Reia had confirmed this with her quick-witted comment.
Still giggling, Kayla suggested, “How about we get dressed and go check out the nightclub? Fun Times said tonight is White Night. Wanna meet up in Jocelyn’s room in about forty-five minutes?”
Agreeing to go mix it up in the nightclub together, the girls left Kayla’s room to get dolled up in their white outfits. Jocelyn promised that she would leave a message on Rachel’s room phone with their plans for the evening.