Chapter 9

Stephanie and the captain sat next to each other in the back of the car. The captain’s shorts slowly dried out with the air-conditioning, Stephanie played with her necklace and rings with her left hand and her right hand intertwined with the captain’s. They talked business, and they walked through the details of the retreat days. Every so often, their eyes would connect.

The current of energy still flowed between them, ebbing and flowing. Stephanie’s breasts and nipples were still swollen and her bra felt tight, and she was thinking about taking it off. Her pussy felt really wet, and it tingled every time the captain squeezed her fingers. She realised she’d forgotten to visit the bathroom in the airport, and was really relieved when they arrived at the resort.

The armed guards at the gate looked pretty formidable, and after a quick stop for inspection, the car swept past them another kilometer-or-so through the lush forest before stopping outside the doors. Alerted by the front-gate, the entire staff had gathered to formally greet them as they arrived.

The dozen or so staff were very welcoming, and Stephanie’s aura of sexual energy enveloped the staff as they were greeted. The captain noted the aura was almost visible, and he watched with interest the notable physical reactions of the manager and the staff as he and Stephanie talked to each one of them individually, shaking their hands and holding eye contact.

The women were all dressed in the same clothes, with the exception of the three chefs. A richly-patterned plum-coloured Thai sarong, with a white silk top that looked like it was one piece of silk. They way the silk wrapped around, it covered their breasts but left their backs and arms bare. It was clear that none of them wore a bra. The manager wore a gold broach between her breasts.

Stephanie’s swollen nipples were prominent, and it seemed to the captain that all of the women responded to her. By the time they were finished with the introductions, the swollen nipples of each staff member were clearly discernible through the folds of silk that wrapped around them. All of the staff were beautiful Thai women, and while it was more difficult to tell with the chef’s uniforms, it appeared that they too were excited by Stephanie’s energy.

It appeared that the entire resort staff were female, but the captain took another look and corrected himself. He was pretty sure that the two tallest of the staff were ladyboys, because while they appeared to be as beautiful as all the other women meeting them, their body-language wasn’t quite the same as the other women. It was almost if they over-emphasised their femininity somehow.

Stephanie’s energy had them all excited and the staff chattered animatedly. Looking around he was thankful, and the captain sent another prayer of gratitude to the great architect of the universe. The welcome was amazing and Stephanie had got them under her spell. The resort looked as good as the photos and he was sure that the retreat was going to work out just fine.

They walked hand-in-hand to the two bedroom suite he’d reserved for them. Stephanie’s excitement jumped a level, as she held the captain’s hand in hers and opened the door to their suite. She knew that this was where she was going to be sleeping with her new man, and the feeling was delicious. Her pussy was still tingling, and she felt truly joyful and bubbly.

Their three months of extended foreplay had exploded into the wildest adventure imaginable, and Stephanie’s appetite for adventure, discovery and growth had been massively expanded in the last six hours. She knew she had to return to Sydney in two weeks’ time, but she wasn’t going to let any anxiety around the future cloud one single second of being present to everything that was going on around her.

Stephanie’s elevated levels of energy, and her soaring spirit that intertwined with the captain’s as tightly as the fingers of her right hand felt like she was in the right place. Despite being high on life, Stephanie’s mental state was clear and she felt confident and grounded about the next few days of the retreat. Physically, despite her activities with Coco’s fingers and the captain’s cock having recently been deep inside her, her tingling pussy didn’t feel bruised at all. The juice they had had at the airport had cured her dehydration, now she desperately needed to pee.

The door opened onto a large sitting room, with large windows onto a private pool surrounded by ferns. There was a desk in the corner, sofa and chairs. To the left was the master bedroom, and there was a smaller bedroom and a powder room door to the right.

The smaller bedroom was full of the boxes of materials that the captain had sent on in advance. Stephanie ran in and jumped on the huge bed in the main bedroom, and laughing she rolled over crushing the rose petals that had been scattered. The fragrance of the crushed petals rose from the bed.

“This is where I’m sleeping,” she laughed, her eyes flashing with challenge. The captain pounced on her and kissed her passionately. There was a knock at the door and the two staff came in with their bags and an ice bucket of champagne. Stephanie and the captain looked up from the bed.

“Hi Jennifer and Cherie, thank you”, called Stephanie from the bed, remembering their names.

“If you want privacy,” said Jennifer, “you just put this sign on the door, and we’ll know not to intrude.”

“As you know we are a clothing optional resort so don’t be afraid of shocking us,” said Cherie.

“Fantastic,” laughed Stephanie.

And she rolled off the bed, and started undressing, she removed her halter top and harem pants to reveal the ice-pink strapless bra and thong she was wearing underneath. Stephanie gave a sigh of relief as she unhooked her bra and released her breasts. She quickly stripped off her thong and left it on the bed with her bra. Jennifer and Cherie watched Stephanie, entranced by her as much as the captain was.

The captain shook off his trance and checked the time and the messages on his phone, and all was well - he could see that the clients were all on track. The first would arrive in two hours, and the rest would arrive by seven tonight.

While he was studying his phone, Stephanie trotted into the en-suite bathroom. It was huge and had ceiling to floor glass windows, a sliding door that led directly to the pool, and a wide shower area and a tub. The commode was not fully enclosed, it sat in the corner partially screened to her left.

As she walked into the bathroom, the captain looked up from his phone and watched awestruck again by his goddess queen. Her bikini lines and the pale triangle across her bum called to him as she walked away from him, with the gold belly chain across her back above her hips. The too-tight bra had left marks across Stephanie’s back that appeared through Stephanie’s shoulder length wavy brunette hair.

Her hair was no longer in a ponytail, and it swayed backwards and forwards as her hips swung. The captain realised that Stephanie was still swinging her hips, not as pronounced as she had been in Bangkok airport, but there was a natural sexuality to her gait that was new that hadn’t been there, last time they’d seen each other in Bali.

From behind it looked like the red chafing marks on her hips had faded a bit, but Jennifer still noticed.

“Oh what happened, are you sore?” Jennifer asked as she followed behind Stephanie like a puppy, into the bathroom. Stephanie giggled and began to tell Jennifer all the naughty details about what she and the captain had got up to in the lounge bathroom at Bangkok airport.

Stephanie didn’t hesitate to sit on the commode as she talked to Jennifer, and she sighed deeply as she began to pee. Jennifer didn’t bat an eyelid either, and the chat continued. Stephanie was surprised with herself again, the intimacy of peeing in front of someone she had just met, didn’t seem to be a challenge. Her new way of being was refreshingly open and relaxed and she relished her new feelings of lightness and freedom, free from the social conditioning of her past.

The captain laughed, and started to undress too. Stephanie and he had run over everything for the retreat in the car on the way here, and he felt like they could relax a little. The box unpacking could wait until tomorrow, and everything was labelled up for easy access.

Cherie turned to open up the bottle of champagne and poured two glasses, and she smiled when she saw that the captain was naked.

“I’m glad you feel comfortable enough to be relaxed like this,” she said and deliberately looked down at the captain’s manscaped cock and balls. The ache in the captain’s balls that had plagued him in the airport was miraculously gone, and he began to feel a tingling of arousal.

The captain laughed out loud, he was now absolutely sure that the sexual energy that he and Stephanie were generating was somehow affecting Jennifer and Cherie as well as himself. He took a glass of champagne from Cherie, and taking a sip, opened up his luggage to find his toilet bag. Cherie was still watching him when he looked up, she’d clearly been checking out his ass. He laughed again.

“Let’s give Stephanie the other glass, you can check out my ass later,” said the captain to Cherie. Cherie blushed and smiled and followed him into the bathroom where Stephanie and Jennifer were talking animatedly with giggles and blushes about the fun she had had with the captain at the airport.

The captain too was riding high, his energy and his spirit soaring. In the past three months, there hadn’t been a day where he hadn’t thought of Stephanie, and taking the relationship from close friends and business partners to becoming committed lovers.

Mentally and emotionally, he was holding it all under control as he anticipated the upcoming activities with their clients imminent arrival at the resort. But he knew that sometime tonight, he was going to be weeping with great sobs of celebratory joy in Stephanie’s arms as he processed the commitment that they’d made to each other.

What he had got locked down, was that he was still somewhat emotionally awestruck. He had rushed into offering Stephanie his gold chains at the first possible opportunity because he was so in-love with Stephanie that he simply could not wait to ask her.

The captain realised now, that rushing into it could have been a massive mistake, and that maybe he should have waited. He wondered about that and what it was about Stephanie that had allowed him to put himself in such a vulnerable emotional position.

Stephanie could have quite easily said something much more sensible like “Let us become passionate lovers first, discover more deeply about how we mesh, and then you can ask me again in ten days’ time?”

But that path was clearly the old way for both of them, and they had both gone with their soul’s deepest intuition - with his offer and her acceptance.

Stephanie had said “yes” and gladly and willingly accepted his gold chains. And even more surprisingly to him, she had removed her wedding rings and put them onto his necklace.

As she did so, the universe had bifurcated, the old path evaporated and a new superposition of possibility had manifested. His offer and her willingness to accept his gold to seal their commitment almost seemed like it was preordained, he thought.

As he walked naked into the bathroom with his glass of champagne, followed closely behind by Cherie with the open bottle, Jennifer was naked from the waist down. Stephanie was trying on Jennifer’s sarong in the mirror and Jennifer turned and she too looked down at the captain’s cock.

Despite being half-naked, Jennifer didn’t seem bothered in the slightest by his appearance, and neither did Cherie. Both Cherie and Stephanie also looked interestedly at his cock in the bathroom mirror.

The captain’s cock had begun to twitch again about twenty minutes ago when they arrived, and he had noticed all the erect nipples beginning to show on all the staff in response to Stephanie’s sexual energy. Now under the direct glaze of three beautiful women, his cock began to stiffen and fill out, and the three women in the room all licked their lips.

Stephanie laughed at the two Thai women checking out the captain’s cock as blatantly as she was. The captain laughed too, and Cherie and Jennifer looked at each other. Cherie handed Stephanie her glass of champagne and put the ice-bucket down on the vanity shelf.

“Now I know what it’s like when men talk to your tits. Let’s drink to that,” said the captain with a smile to Stephanie.

Stephanie giggled and sipped at the champagne as the captain wiggled his hips slightly and shook his sem-erect cock at them. The captain decided to have some fun.