by TG Haynes
‘And you do so admirably,’ Nikki purred.
‘Milady is happy with my efforts to date, then?’
‘Top marks so far.’
‘You’re too kind,’ he said.
‘And you are too gorgeous by half. Come here, Mr Darnley.’
Nikki pulled Matt towards her and kissed him. As the pair clasped one another, his hands roamed over her torso once more. With their bodies pressing tightly together, Nikki felt his cock stirring against her groin. Easing his growing hard-on out of the way, Matt stroked the tip of her clitoris with a forefinger. She sighed at his touch. Gently, he played with her, until she had to break away from his mouth to catch her breath.
Eager to reciprocate, Nikki took hold of his cock and toyed with him in turn. Mutual masturbation had never felt so good. She delighted in how his shaft still felt slightly sticky from her earlier attentions. She rubbed it against her lower stomach as his fingers increased in tempo, causing her to bite his shoulder.
Next, she opened her legs a touch wider, which allowed Matt to slip a finger inside her. As she was so turned on, he was able to slide in a second one too. Slackening his pace, he allowed her to ride his fingers at whichever tempo she wished. Flexing her hips and thighs she urged him to finger-fuck her more furiously. Willingly, he obliged. The more excited she became, the faster she worked his cock between her thumb and fingers. It was touch and go as to who would come first. He narrowly beat her to it. His cock convulsed in her hand and sprayed her lower stomach with sperm. The instant she felt his come splashing against her skin she climaxed as well, squealing excitedly as she did so.
The pair collapsed on the bed, locked in a wonderful, joint orgasmic embrace. If the phone on the dresser hadn’t rung, Nikki would have stayed there quite happily for the remainder of the morning. Reluctantly, she got out of bed, padded across the floor, and picked up the receiver. ‘Hello.’
She was greeted by the sound of Roxanna’s voice. ‘Good morning, Ms Foster. How did you sleep?’
‘Really well, thank you.’
‘Who is it?’ Matt whispered.
‘Roxanna,’ Nikki mouthed to him in response.
Pointing at himself, Matt shook his head to indicate that if the princess should ask, Nikki mustn’t tell her that he was there.
‘I was just wondering if you fancied joining Celine, Grace, and me for breakfast out on the patio,’ Roxanna continued.
‘I’m afraid that’s already been taken care of,’ Nikki replied.
‘Really?’
‘Yes. When I woke up, I found a breakfast tray waiting for me.’
‘Any sign as to who left it there?’ Roxanna asked.
Sensing the suspicion in the princess’ voice, Nikki did her best to sound as innocent as possible as she replied, ‘I’m afraid not. It’s not a problem, is it?’
‘No. But as you didn’t place an order, it would suggest that you have a fan, Ms Foster.’
Nikki declined to answer for fear of giving anything away, and did her best to steer the princess on to a different topic of conversation. ‘I was just going to grab a quick shower, then I’ll come down and catch up with you, if that’s all right.’
‘Take your time,’ Roxanna said. ‘No rush.’
Before Nikki had the chance to say anything else, the princess hung up.
Matt got off the bed, pulled his dressing gown back on, and fastened it tightly around his waist. ‘I’d better get back to my duties or else Her Highness is going to be wondering where I’ve got to.’
Nikki tried her best to conceal her disappointment. ‘I will see you later, won’t I?’
‘If you want to.’
‘What do you think?’
Matt grinned. ‘I’ll take that as a yes.’
Nikki made her way back to him and draped her naked body against him. She couldn’t resist helping herself to one final kiss before he left. ‘You can take that any way you want to, Matt Darnley.’
After Matt took his leave of her, Nikki treated herself to another pain au chocolat. While eating it, she went and admired the view from her balcony. The morning was bright and clear and the air felt slightly fresher than it had done the previous day. Though she had been there less than 24 hours, Nikki had already noticed that the light in the Caribbean had a special quality. The way the sun’s rays reflected off the sea was magical. The white crests of the waves glittered as if someone had sprinkled them with diamonds and when they broke upon the shore, they did so gently, as if caressing the fine-grained sand. The ocean looked particularly blue that morning and extremely inviting. Nikki promised herself that she would take a dip in it later. Although it was still relatively early, the temperature was already climbing. Even though it was summer back home, there was no comparison in terms of the strength of the sun’s rays. In the part of the world in which she now found herself, they seemed to have an added kick. As she leant on the balcony, she spotted Celine and Grace below. Both of them were wearing bikinis. Catching sight of Nikki, the pair waved. No longer feeling shy, Nikki made no attempt to hide her nudity and waved back at her fellow guests.
‘We’re just going for a dip,’ Grace called out. ‘Fancy coming along?’
‘Maybe later,’ Nikki replied. ‘I want to catch up with the boss first.’
‘OK.’
With a sense of devilment, Celine blew her a kiss. She and Grace then disappeared off into the dense foliage and down a path that looked as if it led to the bay that Nikki could see from her room.
She lingered on the balcony for a little while longer. The languorous, easygoing atmosphere of the Caribbean was already having a positive effect on her. The tension that she had been experiencing before leaving the UK had dissipated almost entirely. If only she could afford to treat herself to such a holiday from time to time, she was sure that she would be able to cope with the stresses and strains of her everyday life a bit better.
At last, reluctantly, Nikki dragged herself away from the view, headed for the bathroom, stepped into the shower, and rotated the dial until the water flowed freely. It took a second or two for the shower to warm up. The tiny jets of cold water didn’t feel uncomfortable against her skin, like they would have done back at home, because the climate here was so warm. The shower gel she selected gave off a lovely, refreshing fragrance. Nikki worked it into a fine lather that covered her body, and then rinsed it off with the shower head. The shampoo was equally luxurious and by the time she stepped out of the bathroom, she felt thoroughly refreshed.
As she re-entered her bedroom, Nikki saw that someone had left a fresh pot of coffee on the table. She poured herself a cup and saw that a handwritten notecard had been placed on the tray. It read, Amazing few hours – can’t wait until I’m back in your arms once more. Hugs and sexy kisses, Matt xxx.
Fun though the antics of the previous night and that morning had been, Nikki was overjoyed to think that Matt hadn’t considered it a one-off, casual encounter. The way that he had acted with her, some of the things that he had said, and now this note, all pointed towards a deeper emotional connection. Laying the card aside, Nikki blew on the cup of coffee then took a tentative sip. Matt was right: it did taste so much better when it was piping hot.
In between sips, Nikki dried herself off and contemplated what to wear. She vaguely considered her business suit, as she was essentially going to be working; however, given the heady atmosphere on the island and the rising temperature, she knew that she would be overdressed in such an outfit. Instead, she opted to wear the rainbow bikini she had treated herself to. Although she hadn’t been 100 per cent certain about it when she had purchased it, the flamboyant colours now seemed perfect in the sunshine setting of the island.
Nikki finished her coffee, slipped the bikini on, tied a white sarong around her waist, and left the room. At the bottom of the staircase she lost her bearings, and as she dithered over which way to go, Roxanna appeared behind her.
‘I probably should have warned you – it can take a while to get to
know your way around the place. I’m afraid it’s a bit of a labyrinth until you get used to it.’ Noting her beachwear, Roxanna added, ‘Excellent taste, if I may say so, Ms Foster. That bikini was a big hit at one of my previous parties.’
‘I’m glad you approve. Yours looks great too,’ Nikki observed.
Roxanna was wearing a peach bikini with a scarlet trim. ‘D’you think? I can’t quite make my mind up about it.’
‘I really like it.’
‘OK. Sold.’ Roxanna crossed over to the phone that rested on the table in the hallway. ‘Would you excuse me for a minute?’
‘No problem.’
The princess picked up the receiver and dialled. The call was answered almost immediately. ‘Hi, it’s me, Cath. How’s it going?’ Pause. ‘Good. You know that peach bikini we were talking about last week?’ Pause. ‘Yeah, that’s the one. Green light – go, go, go.’ Pause. ‘Excellent. Catch you later.’ And with that, Roxanna ended the call.
Nikki could hardly believe what she had just heard. ‘Just like that.’
‘Just like that,’ the princess said.
‘On my recommendation?’
‘You seem to be a girl who has good judgement,’ Roxanna said.
‘Thanks.’
‘And if it doesn’t work out, I’ll hold you personally responsible and sue you for any losses.’ Roxanna kept a perfectly straight face as she made the remark.
‘But – but …’ stammered Nikki, aghast.
‘Nikki, I’m joking.’
Nikki breathed a sigh of relief.
Taking her guest by the arm, Roxanna said, ‘Right, I was thinking, how about I show you a bit of the island before we get down to the interview itself? I thought it might be useful background filler to the article. People are suckers for a description of a tropical paradise.’
‘Sold.’
So, with the princess playing tour guide, the pair set off on foot along one of the tracks that appeared to head into the heart of the island. The foliage reminded Nikki of vegetation she had seen in various wildlife documentaries about the tropical rainforests, and Roxanna was eager to point out how she did her best to keep the place as unspoiled as possible. As they wound their way along the path, the impression Nikki got was that Roxanna was as good as her word, for the island did seem like a veritable paradise. Intermingled with the banana plants and coconut palms she had expected to see, was a hugely diverse array of flora, with plants of all sizes, types, and descriptions. The colours of many of these were no less garish than those of the rainbow bikini that Nikki was wearing. Roxanna impressed her guest by naming many of the species they passed.
Their journey was accompanied by a chorus of noises. Apart from the cries of birds, Nikki was aware of a constant, gentle hum, caused, Roxanna explained, by the vast numbers of insects and amphibians that lived on the island. Occasionally, the princess would stop and point out something of particular interest, usually a bird or small mammal that she had spotted. When Nikki asked about her obvious passion for wildlife, she spoke eloquently about the devastation that man had wrought on some of the neighbouring islands, and how eager she was to maintain the natural balance of her domain.
As they pressed deeper into the jungle, the path became overgrown with creepers and trailing stems. The sensation, as they brushed past them, was rather pleasant: a bit like being gently tickled – at least until a rather innocuous-looking leaf stung Nikki.
‘Ow.’
‘What’s the matter?’
Nikki rubbed her right leg. An angry red mark was already beginning to appear on her outer calf. ‘Don’t worry, I’ll live.’
Roxanna knelt down. ‘Here, let me look.’
Nikki raised her leg and placed her foot in the princess’ lap, allowing her to examine it.
‘Sorry, I’m afraid you appear to have met one of our less friendly species,’ Roxanna said.
‘It’s nothing serious, is it?’
‘No. Stings like hell, though, if you don’t treat it soonish. Hang on a second.’
She disappeared into the jungle. Nikki wondered what on earth she was up to, only for her to reappear, seconds later, holding a large, distinctive-looking leaf. She broke it and rubbed the two halves against the area of skin that had been stung.
Nikki couldn’t believe how soothing the effect was. It was almost magical. ‘What is that?’
‘You’ll never guess.’
‘No, I probably won’t.’
‘I bet you use it all the time at home.’
Nikki was none the wiser.
‘Aloe vera – well, a wild-growing close relative of it that’s native to the island,’ Roxanna said.
‘You’re kidding?’
‘Straight up.’ The princess held the leaves up for her to smell.
Nikki breathed in and instantly recognised the unmistakable aroma. Roxanna gave her leg one last rub with the leaves before the pair set off once more. Nikki was very impressed.
‘I studied chemistry and biology to A-level,’ Roxanna explained. ‘Then, when I first came to the Caribbean, I spent a fair bit of time talking to the inhabitants of the nearby islands in order to try and learn as much as possible about the local ecosystem.’
‘Not many people would bother to do that,’ Nikki pointed out.
‘I know.’
‘Why did you?’
‘Because life fascinates me. All aspects of it. It always disappoints me how blinkered most people are. They get so wrapped up in their own little worlds that they no longer see the amazing, big, wide wonderful one out there.’
‘I’d never really thought about it like that before,’ Nikki said.
‘You wouldn’t be alone there. That’s why certain people disapprove of my lifestyle here. They regard it as being too hedonistic or self-indulgent.’
‘You don’t think it is?’
‘Granted, there’s an element of that, but to view things solely in those terms misses the point. Don’t you think life is to be experienced? To be enjoyed, if possible? And if you’re open to new ideas and experiences, don’t you think you get more out of it? I’ve never understood people who aren’t prepared to try out new things. I feel sorry for them in a way. They miss out on so much. Look, if you try something once and you don’t enjoy it, fair enough, but to say that you can’t stand something never having tried it at all –’ Roxanna shook her head ‘– to me, that’s a sin.’
‘I’m not sure everyone would find it as easy to be as open as you are,’ Nikki said.
‘That’s such a shame.’
‘Why?’
‘Because you never know what you might be missing out on,’ the princess replied.
‘Such as?’
‘Well, look at you last night, for example. When you touched me. Did you ever think that you’d touch a woman so intimately?’
‘No,’ Nikki admitted, ‘I guess not.’
‘You enjoyed it, though, didn’t you?’
Nikki felt her cheeks begin to colour.
‘There’s no need to be embarrassed about it.’
‘I’m not.’
‘Good. So why did you do it?’
‘Because …’ The more Nikki thought about it, the more the answer seemed obvious. ‘It felt like the natural thing to do.’
‘We’re sexual creatures, Nikki. To be touched in a manner that arouses is a highly pleasurable experience. Why would we deny ourselves that? Why should we deny ourselves that? When it’s between consenting adults, where’s the harm?’
Roxanna made an extremely convincing case – it was hard to spot a flaw in her argument. However, Nikki decided to play devil’s advocate. ‘What about love and marriage?’
‘If that’s what brings people happiness, then good luck to them.’
‘You don’t disapprove of those conventions, then?’
‘Absolutely not,’ the princess said. ‘They’re just not for me. I’m happy for people to live their lives any way they want to, as long as they’re not inflicting discomfo
rt or harm on others. I only wish the same courtesy were extended to me.’
‘Are you talking about some of the articles they write about you?’
Roxanna’s voice took on a slightly frustrated tone. ‘Some of the rubbish I read in the press about what goes on here – I don’t get it. Anyone would think I was the devil himself. I simply don’t understand why they have to be so hostile and vindictive.’
‘Maybe they’re jealous,’ Nikki said.
‘But you’re going to put that right, aren’t you?’ The princess sounded calmer now.
‘I’ll try to.’
Roxanna smiled and gave her guest a slow kiss on the cheek. A mere fortnight ago, the gesture might have freaked Nikki out, but something had changed within her, because she didn’t even flinch. It seemed like a perfectly normal show of affection. Why make a big deal of it? Then, switching the topic of conversation, the princess asked, ‘How’s the leg?’
Since the aloe vera had been applied to her calf, Nikki had completely forgotten about the sting. She flexed her calf tentatively. ‘Feels fine.’
‘Good. Now, how about a quick dip?’ the princess suggested.
‘Why not? I bet the sea’s quite warm here, isn’t it?’
‘Oh, I can do a lot better than that.’
Abandoning the path, Roxanna headed off deeper into the jungle, bidding Nikki to be careful as she followed. Nikki felt like an adventurer making her way through virgin territory as she pushed past the overhanging vines and branches. The vegetation became much thicker, as did the tree canopy overhead. Then, unexpectedly, the path broke out into a large clearing, at the centre of which was a small, sparkling, crystal-blue freshwater pool.
Roxanna tagged Nikki’s arm. ‘C’mon, race you!’
The princess had a slight head start, but Nikki put on a burst of speed to ensure she stayed hot on her host’s heels – however, as it was only 30 or 40 metres to the edge of the water, she didn’t quite manage to catch her up. As if bursting through the tape at the finish line, Roxanna dived full-length into the pool. Nikki followed right behind her. She was slightly surprised to discover how cool the water was; not that she was complaining, for she found it wonderfully refreshing and exhilarating.
