Chapter 39: Therapy With A Wooden Hammer

I have always slept well after a blowjob, so after Lyuba had given me a very skilful and sensual one the evening before, I had slept like a rock afterwards. She smiled at me when I woke up in the morning.

“Do you want to sleep in?” she asked, but her question was answered by loud growling from my stomach.

“I guess that means no,” I said and Lyuba chuckled. “I’ll need to find some grub.”

“Meet me at my bar in thirty minutes,” she said and gave me a kiss before leaving. I unashamedly stared at her cute arse as she walked out of the hut.

First order of the day was getting myself in order though. Of course selecting clothing was a non issue. Thinking about whether or not a shirt fit the trousers was sort of pointless when wearing neither. I brushed my teeth in the small bathroom and then I went outside to take a dip in the pool.

I had to do a double take when I arrived at Lyuba’s bar. She had prepared a continental breakfast, but there was already a taker sitting on one of the bar stools - Oksana. I had never seen her inside one of the buildings before. She spent most of her time in the large BMW in her snazzy chauffeurs uniform. But now she was stark naked.

“Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes,” I greeted her and gave her bare frame an appreciating look. She was slender, fit, and had similarly small but firm breasts as Lyuba, with the exception that hers didn’t look as if they had started growing a year ago. Her long, pitch black hair completed a nigh on perfect appearance.

“Good morning, Ian,” she greeted me cheerily.

“I’m of course not complaining,” I said. “But I thought, I would never see you inside here.”

“You won’t, well not if there are guests around. You are the exception,” she said with a smile and patted the stool next to her. I took a seat.

“Well, I know the reasons, but I have to say those guests miss out on quite a spectacular sight.”

She smiled again and leaned in. “You can see me in my birthday suit whenever you want. And if you want to check my other talents, I’m always there for you,” she whispered in my ear.

I tried to fight my slight blush and we started to eat in silence exchanging smiles most of the time.

It had been a nice breakfast, but right now my thoughts were somewhere else, although the term ‘thinking’ did some heavy lifting there. Right after our breakfast Oksana had gone to her knees and was currently blowing me completely incoherent.

“Oksana, you hussy,” Lyuba, having just arrived, said from behind her bar and giggled.

She had to wait for her answer as I was rather close and grunted with relief as I filled Oksana’s mouth. She washed down the payload with the rest of her coffee and grinned with satisfaction.

“Since you are already planning where and how often you’ll get laid today, I thought I’d take the edge off for you,” Oksana told Lyuba and kissed me on the cheek before leaving, swaying her slender hips for me in a suggestive manner as she was walking.

I must have stared after her like the village idiot, because Lyuba started giggling. When I came back to the here and now, she gave me a kiss and offered her hand. “Let’s sit down on the beach. I want to tell you something about us.”

Esther’s hall with the artificial lagoon in it was large, but not large enough to make any walk longer than three or four minutes, so even with a detour on the winding walkway between the palm trees, we quickly arrived at the beach. Lyuba laid down a large beach towel and we both sat down on it, facing each other.

“Ian, you have to understand that you are extremely privileged,” she said. “You are the only man here in this place who will ever get to see Oksana naked, let alone have sex with her.”

“I gathered as much,” I said. “In fact I was quite surprised to see her in here at all. And that blowjob came absolutely unexpected, I can tell you that.”

“She sometimes comes for breakfast at my bar, but only during the times when this place is closed for maintenance, and never naked. That was just for you, and it won’t be the last time while you’re here as the only guest.”