Annabelle's Diary: Singapore, Chapter 1
The hotel in Singapore was beautiful brand new and very opulent,
with gleaming marble floors and columns, ornate iron and glass
light sconces, soft brocade fabrics and plush, warm carpeting.
Sharon, who was the client contact, and I had been at the hotel for
several days before the program began, checking details, managing
the set-up, and doing general preparation and trouble-shooting.
Wed shared lots of meals, meetings, and drinks over late night
debriefings. Now, at the end of the week, with the program running
extremely smoothly, we could begin to relax a bit and enjoy
ourselves.
One evening, when the program has was over for the day, and the
participants had gone out in various groups to discover the local
night life, we decided to have a relaxing swim in the newly-opened
outdoor pool. We poured our drinks into paper cups and went out to
the deck.
The pool was on a terrace six floors above the hotel garden, which
stretched below. The air was warm and soft, and the scents of
tropical flowers carried from the garden on the gentle evening
breeze. The pool was beautiful and tranquil in the soft moonlight,
dramatically curved and darkly tiled. Two giant iron cranes on
either end of the expanse spit arcs of water from their upturned
beaks into the shimmering water, and broad stairs spread into the
pool from the nearest edge.
We dropped our towels on nearby lounge chairs and walked down the
steps into the water, which was almost body temperature, so that
wading in felt almost like walking through heavy air. We both swam
for a bit, enjoying the exercise, and finding that the stresses of
the week began to slip away. Then we both sat on the broad steps,
leaning back against the side of the pool with our drinks in hand,
and letting the water buoy our bodies, staring up at the night sky.
We talked for some time, then just sat quietly, enjoying the quiet
and darkness and the water on our bodies.
Id finished my drink and had a pleasant buzz. As I lay with my
eyes closed, I heard Sharon moving beside me. Then she giggled, and
I opened my eyes to see that shed stripped off her suit and was
swimming naked across to the spot where one of the arcs of water
was landing in the pool. There she stood in the hip-deep water and
lifted her arms upward, letting the water fall onto her breasts and
stomach.
Ive always wanted to skinny dip, she laughed, and this is
terrific!
She was tall and lean with beautiful, heavy breasts and long blond
hair that hung wet down to the middle of her back. She was tanned
and taught, and looked fantastic with the water splashing on her
naked body. I suddenly felt hot, feeling the liquor warm in my
belly, and my clit tingled deliciously as I watched her. I wanted
to touch her body and lick her wet nipples. I stripped off my suit
and swam over to where she stood. She laughed with delight, and
made room for me under the water spray, saying, doesnt it feel
great?! It did indeed, and I laughed too, wanting to reach out to
her but not knowing how she would respond. Rather than spoil the
moment, I turned and swam across the pool, enjoying the feel of the
water on my naked body.
I swam for a moment, ending back up on the steps, where I relaxed
again, watching her play in the water. She looked at me then,
smiled, and swam over to the steps to sit beside me. I lay with my
head back against the side of the pool and closed my eyes, afraid I
would betray my thoughts if I looked at her any longer. its
wonderful, I said, sighing deeply and arching back a bit against
the tile while the water buoyed me up.
She didnt say anything, but murmured an agreement, and we sat
there for awhile, not saying a thing. My thoughts were active,
though, and I couldnt get the thought of touching her out of my
mind. She moved in the water then, but I stayed as I was, leaning
back, eyes closed. Suddenly I was aware that shed moved directly
in front of me. As I opened my eyes to look at her, she floated her
body above mine, her breasts touching my belly and then rubbing
against me as she moved up the length of my torso until we were
breast-to-breast. Then she pulled herself closer and kissed me on
the mouth. She pulled away slightly and said softly, I thought
that would be nice, and it was. I smiled and pulled her back to
me, kissing her and letting my tongue explore her mouth, still
warmly flavored with the liquor shed been drinking.
We sat together for some time, fondling, caressing each other
fingers gently touching, legs rubbing, mouths exploring each other.
It was a gentle, sensuous discovery, not so much hot and passionate
as tingling and pleasant. Happy murmurs and laughter bubbled from
our throats as we played.
Then, over her shoulder, on the other side of the pool, I saw one
of the health club attendants standing in the shadows. He must have
come out to pick up towels or straighten the deck chairs before
closing up for the evening. He was transfixed, watching us
together, naked and getting hotter and hotter.
I must have started, because Sharon turned to look over her
shoulder. He was tall and lean, very good looking, and with an
incredible hard-on that showed clearly against the fabric of his
shorts. Sharon laughed and said quietly to me, Ive always wanted
to do a threesome. Disengaging herself from me, she turned and
swam quickly across the pool, pulling herself up on the other side.
She walked to him quickly, and pulled his t-shirt up, pulling his
bare chest against her wet breasts. He gasped and then began to
return her kiss, grabbing her bare ass and pulling her against his
hard dick. She pulled back from him and unbuttoned his shorts,
letting them drop to the deck, while he stripped off his shirt. He
didnt have underwear on, and his dick stood out hard and straight
from his body. Sharon laughed with delight and led him to a deck
chair, where she pushed him down and straddled his body. "Come on
over, she said, and join the party!
I swam across, not taking my eyes from them. Sharon was straddling
the deck chair now, while he lay back, and she lowered herself
slowly onto his dick. I pulled myself out of the water and crossed
to them, coming around beside them. I put a towel under my knees
and knelt beside the chair, offering my breasts to his mouth. He
suckled eagerly, biting and sucking my breasts while he fondled
Sharons. She bent her mouth to mine and I cupped her ass with one
hand and her head with the other. The three of us were linked by
cock and cunt, mouths, breasts and hands.
We writhed and moved together, our excitement building. He came
suddenly, bucking and crying out, and then sinking back, shuddering
against the chair. Neither Sharon nor I had come, and we continued
kissing and fondling, not wanting to lose our excitement. She
pulled herself away from him and lay down on the grass next to the
deck, pulling me after her. I lay beside her, my mouth to her clit,
her mouth to mine, and we sucked and licked each other until
neither one of us could hold it any longer and we came
together.
We lay back in the grass, panting and laughing softly. The poolboy
sat watching us, a broad smile on his face, his cock getting hard
again. Sharon and I looked at each other, then back to him, and she
said, seconds, anyone?"
