Chapter 2

The next morning, Mark got up early and showered, getting ready for his day with his beautiful tour guide. Not sure exactly what they would be doing just yet, he dressed casual in his blue jeans, a lightweight polo shirt, socks and sneakers. Making sure he had plenty of money in his wallet and his credit cards just in case, he locked the room and went downstairs to meet Jennifer.

As they had previously arranged, he waited in the hotel lobby for her to arrive. He was sitting in one of the lobby easy chairs reading the local paper when she came in.

“Hi Mark are you ready for breakfast?” she said.

Hearing his name, Mark looked up and his mouth dropped open. Jennifer stood in front of him, dressed in a semi-sheer white long-sleeved blouse that tied in front so that it bared her midriff all the way up to the bottom of her ample breasts. She also wore a blue jean mini-skirt with the bottom hem frayed for accent, and a pair of casual cork wedge-style shoes.

Seeing his reaction, Jennifer smiled. “I wasn’t sure what we were going to do today, so I decided to wear something casual,” she said.

Mark finally found his voice “Y-you look amazing!” he said faltering.

Jennifer blushed and smiled even wider. “Thank you, you’re sweet,” she said, kissing him on the cheek. He felt her incredibly soft lips brush his cheek and his cock instantly stirred.

“Shall we go get some breakfast?” he asked, trying to regain his focus. He took her hand and they started walking down the hall to the restaurant for breakfast.

“So what shall we do today, Mark?” Jennifer asked as they were seated in the restaurant.

“Well, do you have to go to work tonight?” he asked.

“I’m afraid so,” she said with a heavy sigh, “But not until 8:00 tonight. 8:00 till 1:00am. This is my short night. Then I have the next two nights off before my work week starts again. I normally work from 5:00pm. to 1:00am.”

“Oh, I see. Well then, we’ll save the bigger excursions for tomorrow and the next day when you are off all day then. Today we can just look around the island if you’d like,” he said, “I don’t want to wear you out before work.”

“Thank you. Yes we can look around the island a bit and I can show you some of the sights.” she said. So they finished their breakfast and then after he paid the bill, they left in her car to see what they could find on Paradise Island and neighboring New Providence Island where Jennifer lived. Mark was amazed at how many people lived in Nassau and the neighboring communities. He was surprised at the crowds and congestion in the streets as the day wore on.

“I never realized how many people lived on this tiny island!” Mark said as he looked around in wonder.

“Yes, it has grown a lot these last few years. I’ve only been here for about six years, but I noticed a difference. There are a lot of American expatriates here ... retirees and people who got tired of the cold weather where they lived,” she explained. “They come here because the cost of living is cheaper.”

Then she sighed a little, adding “But it is still hard to make ends meet on a waitress’s salary. The lounge is a good job and I’m thankful for it, but the pay doesn’t go very far around here. This is a resort town so everything is geared with a mind to separate you tourists from your hard-earned money. So it doesn’t make it easy for us islanders who have to pay the same prices. But all resort towns are like that, I suppose.”

“Well I moved to Los Angeles for much the same reason. I was tired of the cold weather in Minnesota. Of course the way things worked out for me, it looks like I should have probably picked the Bahamas!” he joked. Jennifer smiled at the compliment.

They drove around Paradise Island, looking at the brightly painted rowhouses and the different hotels and attractions. They both decided that they would take in some of them tomorrow. Then they went across the bridge to Nassau on New Providence Island.

“But before we can do any of those things,” she said as they drove and talked about their plans, “we have to go shopping for you – you don’t have a swimsuit and I don’t think you want to sit in soaking wet jeans all day!” she said.

“No, I definitely don’t want to do that,” he said. So they stopped by a clothing store that she knew that had a good selection of mens swimwear.

“Do you trust me?” she asked.

“Of course. Why?”

“Well, I’m going to pick you out something sexy to wear on the beach. I want to show you off to all the other girls,” she said with a giggle, “On these islands the girls actually outnumber the guys, so the girls here that have a guy like to show off. I want to show you off to everyone!”

“Oh so I’m a trophy boyfriend then?” he said jokingly.

“Yup. And as my trophy boyfriend you have to look hot,” she said grinning broadly.

“Okay then, find me something hot to wear,” he agreed. Jennifer clapped her hands gleefully and went to find the perfect swimwear. She came back in a few minutes with three or four things for him to try on.

“I got you a few things. I hope you like them,” she said. He looked through her selection. One was a pair of boxer-style swim trunks. The next was a briefs type swimsuit. And lastly was a very small “speedo”-type swimsuit. He eyed each carefully.

“Which one do you like?” he asked her.

“Well, actually I like these,” she said, pointing to the briefs-style swimsuit.

“Good, I was worried you were going to pick the speedo!” he said chuckling, “that is a bit too ... um, revealing for me!” he said, mockingly wiping his forehead.

“Well, I didn’t know how bashful you were,” she teased, smiling at him.

“Not bashful Jen, it’s just that I like to show off more privately,” he said with a wink. Jennifer blushed at the flirting.

“Okay, now that we have something you can get wet in, we can go,” Jennifer said. He paid for the purchase and they left the store. The pair continued touring the island and then as it was getting close to when she was to go to work, Jennifer needed to stop by her apartment.

“Well, it’s getting late, I need to run by my place and get changed for work, do you mind?” she asked.

“No, not at all. I’d like to see your place,” he said. So she drove to her apartment.

As they entered her apartment Mark took a look around. It was a nice place, although a bit small, but it was tastefully decorated and seemed warm and welcoming, just like her.

“You have a nice place here. I like it,” Mark said.

“Thanks. Make yourself at home, I will only be a couple of minutes,” she said shutting her apartment door behind them. Jennifer went in the bedroom to change while Mark waited in the living room.

A few minutes later she came back out wearing her waitress uniform. It was a white tuxedo-looking collared halter top with a deep V front with two fake buttons. The halter top left her belly bare. She also wore a pair of stretchy black shorts. Around her neck was a rhinestone encrusted bow tie. Finally, a pair of strappy stiletto heels finished her outfit.

“Damn, Jenny, you look awesome!” he said.

“Thank you, but it’s just a uniform. Got to look good to hustle drinks,” she said blushing a bit.

“Well you sure make the uniform work! You can hustle a drink for me anytime,” he said.

“Does that mean you will come by and keep me company tonight?”

“Just try to keep me away,” he said, pulling her in close to him. He wrapped his arms around her small waist and looked into her eyes. they stared at each other for a couple of moments each afraid to take the next step. Finally he made his move and leaned in to kiss her. Jennifer accepted the kiss gratefully, opening her mouth and allowing his tongue to enter meeting it with her own.

As they kissed their tongues danced and frolicked together in their mouths. She put her arms around his neck and his hands slipped down the small of her back pulling her closer. He basked in her warmth and inhaled her soft scent.

Damn she feels good and smells even better! he thought to himself. It had been a very long time since he felt this good with a woman. But he didn’t know how she felt and if he wanted to get any more involved with her. After all, he reminded himself, he was leaving in a few days. Still she felt so good...