Chapter 15: Witnessed

They stayed in the clearing a little longer, letting the shade cool their flushed skin, the breeze dry what the others had left glistening as Paul took a moment to fasten his shorts again, still catching his breath as he stood.

They made their way back toward the resort along the curve of the shoreline, the warm afternoon sun softening into golden light. The surf whispered at their ankles as they walked, arms brushing, fingers linking and unlinking.

About halfway back, Faith slowed her pace.

She had spotted them.

Just off to the side, a few meters from the tide line, two women reclined on a beach blanket beneath a wide straw umbrella. One had short platinum-blonde hair, the other long auburn waves. Both were attractive, mid-thirties at most, clad in tiny bikinis and light sarongs, their bodies close, their legs tangled together in a way that needed no explanation.

Faith subtly altered their path.

As they neared, the two women looked up — and froze.

Their eyes widened as recognition flared, the memory of what they’d seen in the secluded grove rushing back. There was a flicker of panic, a flush rising on both their cheeks.

Faith didn’t let them stew.

“Afternoon,” she said casually, her tone light but unmistakably knowing.

The blonde sat up straighter, tugging at her sarong with a nervous laugh. “Hi. Uh ... we didn’t mean to—”

“Relax,” Faith interrupted, smiling. “We don’t mind being watched.”

That stopped them cold. Then, laughter — awkward, then freer.

“It was just—” the redhead began, then paused, shaking her head. “Honestly, that was one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen. I mean ... the way you—”

She cut herself off again, blushing harder.

The blonde leaned in, grinning now. “We’re ... mostly into each other,” she said, nodding toward her partner. “But we can definitely appreciate Paul’s skills. And size.”

Paul arched a brow, smiling.

“And Kacie,” the redhead added, eyes drifting over her, “you’re ... very talented.”

Kacie bit her lip, clearly amused.

Then the blonde tilted her head, voice softening. “And we noticed the plug.”

That made Faith laugh — loud, open.

“Oh, that?” she said, slipping her arm around Kacie’s waist. “That’s part of her punishment.”

The two women blinked, stunned.

Faith winked.

“You girls enjoy your afternoon,” she said smoothly, turning to lead her companions away. “We’ve got a long night ahead.”

Paul followed, chuckling under his breath, while Kacie offered a small wave and a wicked smile over her shoulder.

They didn’t look back, but they didn’t need to. The silence behind them was full of stunned admiration.

As they neared the resort boundary again, the sun slipping toward the horizon, Faith leaned into Paul’s side and whispered, “I think we might have fans.”

Kacie added, “Should I be nervous about how many people are going to ask to join us?”

Faith grinned. “Only the ones who behave. You, my dear, are still due for punishment.”

Kacie shivered at the promise, her voice soft and breathy. “Yes, Ma’am.”