Day at the Resort

This was actually written as an experiment at the 2nd person style, and in my opinion, it turned out rather well. So far this only has two chapters, though one of these days I\'ll write a 3rd chapter which would be an alternate 2nd half of the story. Anyway...enjoy.

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You lay on your bed, twisting and turning, your mind asleep, but not fully. Part of it is awake, replaying earlier events of the day through your mind. Images of you, sitting on a lounge chair, by the pool of some resort, and you\'re bored. There is no other word for it, you are simply bored, bored, bored. As you sit there, wishing for a way to relieve your bordom, a man walks up, a beautiful creature, truly a vision. You are taken by him, by the way his muscles work in perfect balance under his well toned, and well taned skin. You are suprised when he walks up to you, and even more so when he asks if he can sit down. You oblige him eagerly, sitting up and moving your legs, allowing him a spot. He smiles and says his thanks as he sits next to you. You find yourself smiling back at him, and you start talking to eachother. About everything, and about nothing, just talking. After long enough though, he gets quiet. You breach the subject of this to him, asking why. He replies that he\'s been watching you since you checked into to resort, and finds himself attracted to you. He then asks if he might do something. You find yourself suprised at this, and also find yourself nodding your response. He smiles and slowly brings his head to yours, and suddenly you feel his lips upon yours. The roughness of his lips pressing themsevles against yours. At first, there is suprise, there is shock, but those feelings are only there for a moment, an instant. You find yourself returning his kiss, pressing your lips to his, one of your hands making it\'s way around his waist, while your other hand finds the back of his head. You feel his arms and hands, doing much the same as your as the kiss continues. To you, it is the most wonderful thing you have ever felt, you cannot imagine how there could be something better than this. But then, you feel something else, you feel something pressing agianst your lips, so you part them, and then feel his tounge slipping into your mouth through the entrance you allowed it. There is a moment of nervousness, but that quickly melts away as you feel his tounge making itself known to your mouth. What was a wonderful experience, escalates higher at the feel of that bit of muscled flesh from his mouth, running along every surface, every section of your mouth it can reach. Just then, as you think it cannot get any greater, you feel his lips pulls themselves from yours, his tounge removing itself from your mouth. You find yourself opening your eyes, having closed them at some time duing the kiss, and see his softly smiling face. You find yourself smiling back at him, telling him how much you enjoyed that. He\'s telling you much the same thing, that he liked it as well, and would like to continue further, but perhaps in your room. You reply that you would like that, and readily give him your room number, watching as he gives you another smile, presses his lips to your cheek, you watching his perfect form once again as he gets up and walks away.