Chapter 21: Bikini Swimming

Jackie made it through the half-workday I had planned before knowing she would be hungover. Had I known she would be in that bad of condition, hungover, I would’ve scheduled a full day’s work. While she made it through the five hours, she didn’t look all that great doing so. She was pale and pasty the whole time. I think the looks I gave her throughout the morning told her I was none too happy, she was hungover at a client’s site.

The guys at the plant were much more forgiving. They laughed at her and gave her a hard time, all in good fun. Even the women, who were usually somewhat hostile to the perky, beautiful Jackie, were kinder to the hungover ragged-looking woman. I think they like the idea that the perfect American could be brought down a couple of notches. A couple of the older men even suggested the best cure for a hangover was semen. And each one mentioning it said, in broken English, they would be happy to supply it. This kind of banter didn’t surprise me much. Guys at a factory can get a bit raunchy at times, and no one gives it a second thought.

What did give me pause was a petite cute girl likely just out of secondary school. She said, “Mens are swine. Lick pizda ... oh how you say ... cat ... best fix. Me, you at food.” She made it like she was eating a sandwich, “I fix you.” she pointed at herself and then Jackie. “After you lick me?”

It was fun watching Jackie’s dulled brain try and figure out how she would turn the girl down. Though it would’ve been more interesting had she taken the button-nosed girl up on the offer. She spoke to the girl like she was fluent in English. “Thanks for the offer, but I’m only interested in men. If that changes, I’ll look you up.”

I heard the exchange and about burst out laughing. She had only been with women up to that point. Sure, she had sucked a cock or two and been eaten by me and had my cock run between her wet bloated pussy lips, but beyond that, she was literally a virgin.

When lunch came around, we had completed what we had planned on doing for the day and left the site. Jackie still looked horrible, but she managed to accompany me to a nice lunch. After lunch, she asked, “Can we just go back to the hotel? I’m tired.”

I laughed at her, “You’re not tired. You’re hungover. Those are completely different. And since you did it to yourself, I don’t see why I should let this beautiful day go to waste. I think maybe we should go for a hike. There are some nice trails around here, and it is plenty warm. So hiking it is.”

It was as if she didn’t know if she should nod or shake her head no. She relied instead on a verbal answer. And it came as a plea, “Please, I really don’t think I can do much more today. I’m beat.”

“Not yet, you aren’t. Don’t ever plan on me accepting hungover as an excuse. As I said, it is a nice day we’re going for a hike. The mountain’s foliage looks great.” I informed her.

I’m not sure she heard anything beyond the “Not yet, you aren’t.” The statement clearly caught her attention. Meekly she asked, “If I don’t go, will I get spanked?”

“I’ll let you decide that. But keep in mind you went to a client likely still partly drunk, and now you’re shirking your responsibilities as a companion. So do you think you should get spanked? “ I questioned her as we walked the short distance to the car.

She started to grow crocodile tears. “I don’t know. I’m a grown woman, and they don’t get spanked. But I also don’t want to have to fly home and lose my job. I like the work. Can’t I just say I’m sorry and promise not to do it again?”

“No, but you’re not going to be spanked.” Her body’s tension left her on hearing a spanking wasn’t in her future. “But I’ll think of something appropriate. And within our agreement’s framework.”

“So I can get a nap?” she seemed unconcerned with the type of punishment she would receive. Once a spanking was off the table.

I did little to let her know what the punishment for going to the client’s drunk would be. She would be apprised at a time advantageous for me. “Yes, you’ll get to nap. I’ll go spend some time in the steam room while you do. Since you’re having this pretty day go to waste.” I figured I could use the time, sweating out the alcohol, I had the day before.

At the hotel, Jackie stripped and climbed into the bed naked. Her willingness to expose her luscious body to me at almost any juncture was fabulous. Her expecting me to not stare in awe or want to have sex with her was not fabulous. It was getting harder and harder to not reach out and touch her.

“Not so fast, Missy,” I said before the covers were around her fine form. “There is still the matter of your punishment. And don’t even think of talking back. Again you tacitly agreed earlier to a punishment as long as it didn’t involve spanking. But giving me a hard time now, it will get you spanked. So, out of the bed.”

Perturbed, she shot me a go-to-hell look but stood up next to the bed. Not covering any of herself, she asked, “Fine, now what?”

Taking her by the upper arm, I moved her to the middle of the room. “Now, kneel and kneel up straight.”

“God, I’m not going to suck you off.” She said, standing defiantly.

“Are you looking to get spanked? Because you’re doing everything right if that is your goal. Had I wanted you to give me a blowjob, I would’ve said it. All I said is kneel. And stay that way until I tell you to get up.” I stated emphatically.

“Can I get dressed first?” She asked realizing she was nude.

“No, Just kneel,” I pulled on her arm forcing her down.

She didn’t look at all remorseful for going to the client’s drunk. She looked pissed. “How long do I have to stay like this?”

I turned the clock on the end table so she could see it. “Bottom of the hour or I say you can get up. Then you can do whatever you want”

“Damn, that is twenty minutes,” she fell back resting her thighs on her calves.

“I said kneel up!” Jackie popped back upright. Her round ass was once again visible and tensing keeping her in a line. She waggled side to side widening her knees. The extra distance parted her pussy lips slightly. It was about the distance apart I had used in church years before. I could see Jackie was preparing to go the whole distance. She looked so sexy kneeling there. Her pissed-off expression turned to one of hostile resignation. It was a start.

After enjoying the view for a few minutes, I, too, shed my work clothes. A towel was wrapped around my waist, but not before Jackie spent the whole time staring at my cock. Her naked body had made it semi-hard. I made sure to tell her before I left her kneeling. “I could be back at any time. And if you’re not up straight and it’s not the bottom of the hour be prepared for a spanking like you’ve never had before.”

“I’m getting tired of you telling me I’m going to be spanked if I don’t do what you say. I’m not your slave. Sex or otherwise.” she hadn’t stood to voice her defiance.

“Then behave and keep your word. These two things aren’t hard to do. Or quit, it is pretty simple.” Looking her nude body over once again, she did look a good bit like a submissive, kneeling there. I added, “And a sex slave would have a collar on right now. If you want me to find one for you just let me know.”

“You’re a fucking perv you know that?” Her language earned her one smack on her ass cheek. It caused her to half fall forward. She wailed, “Oww, Bastard that hurt.”

“Language. You’re a lady, so speak like one.” The second swat was not as hard. This time she only rubbed her ass where it had turned red. She had started to say something but held it back. At which point, I opened the door and headed for the roof. “I will return.”

She just gave an “Umph” as I left. The door remained unsecured as I left so I could open the door without her hearing. I decided once on the roof to trust her to do the right thing. I was sure there would be other times with enough rope she would hang herself again.

I came back into the room two hours later. Jackie had just awoken from her nap as I came. She looked great, the nap had actually put a smile back on her face. I turned it to a scowl, “Is getting hammered going to be a common thing for you? You could barely function today. So if getting shitfaced is going to be the norm every night, I need to plan the next day better. Plus get a paddle.”

She scowled at me and said, “I never realized drinking in the sauna would affect me so badly.”

I just laughed, “I thought everybody knew sweating out that much fluid and replacing it with alcohol makes you drunk that much faster.”

“Now you tell me. You couldn’t have told me that yesterday?” she was slightly perturbed.

“Had I. Would you have listened? Or told me to butt out?” I asked seriously.

Jackie’s gears were spinning and they were easily seen, “Butt out. But, I would’ve listened anyway.”

“Great, so dinner tonight, are you planning on drinking it?” I asked sarcastically.

“Are we having fish for dinner? If yes then definitely,” She said without a bit of remorse or shame.

“Then it is good we are doing local cuisine,” I informed her. The restaurant was quaint and the dinner was excellent. Jackie avoided all alcohol.

After dinner, I said to her, “Maybe we should take a dip in the Jacuzzi. It’ll get rid of the last of the alcohol and relax you.”

“Sounds great,” she put on her bikini which was really a waste of time. It covered close to nothing and she would likely take it off before getting in.

We headed up to the Jacuzzi. We could hear it running before reaching it. Seeing the heads of Will and Gretta, she quietly said, “Shit, there are other people here.”

“So?” I said slowing to her pace.

“So I was looking forward to getting in the Jacuzzi and now I can’t,” she answered my single-word question.

Not understanding her issue, I asked, “Why not?”

“Because I can’t get in hot chlorine water in my bikini,” She said like it was common knowledge.

“So take it off,” I suggested innocently.

“I can’t do that. I don’t know those people. And I’m not in the habit of being without clothes in front of people I don’t know,” she explained.

“So all those people at the pool this morning were your best buds?” The sarcasm dripped.

“No! But you know I couldn’t swim laps in my bikini. And, I didn’t want a spanking for not keeping my word. So naked was the best option at the time. And I swam on my stomach. So like you said, all anyone saw was my butt. And I know my bikini hides none of that so they didn’t see anymore without it on than they would’ve with it on.” She parroted back some of what I had told her earlier.

I smiled on the inside, proud. The few spankings she had received had already changed her behavior. I expected she would need an occasional reminder. And I would happily remind her. “What about Max and Olivia? You were naked in that very Jacuzzi with them,” I pointed out.

“Yeah, but that was after I’d spent time with Olivia. And she is great, and she really loves Max. Plus, she said he was safe, and I believed her,” She explained.

“So let me introduce you to Will and Gretta. I met them last night, while you were trashed. They are nice people from what I could tell. I’m fairly sure they won’t bite unless you ask,” I joked.

“I’ll think about it but for now I’ll just put my feet in.” She said looking disappointed at the situation.

We continued to the Jacuzzi. Jackie pulled up to the side of the hot tub, the same lounge chair that she had been on the night before. Where she had been eaten and her ass had been finger fucked. She made sure her bikini stayed dry. “Will, Gretta, this is Jackie. You saw her last night.” I said giving them a wink when Jackie wasn’t looking.

Both smiled. Will said, “It’s nice to meet you, again”

Gretta also said, “Yes, glad to see you’re up and around.”

Jackie had a confused look on her face, before she cheerfully said, “Nice to meet you. I guess, I should say again.” She looked a little ashamed, not remembering the people she had met the night before.

Will noticed her unease. “It is fine. We really aren’t people you remember after meeting only once. Plus, we all have had one too many at some point in our lives.”

Gretta chimed in, “Yeah, I’ve done that a time or two ... This week.” She laughed. “I always find a couple drinks the day after is always the best cure.”

“Don’t take this wrong. But you sound like smarty pants over there,” She pointed to me, while I soaked in the warm bubbly water. “Like I was going to start this morning drinking Bourbon.”

“Yeah, that was just mean. You don’t start in the morning. You do it the next night,” She said, looking at me. To Jackie, she said, “Drinking is like the directions on a shampoo bottle. But instead of wash, rinse, repeat, it’s drink, water, repeat. So let me get you a double. I’m assuming you had water sometime today.” Jackie nodded.

Gretta climbed out of the Jacuzzi and headed for the house phone. In the bubbling water, I hadn’t realized she wasn’t in a bathing suit. Her big tits hung down like two watermelons attached to her chest. Her nipples were surrounded by dark brown flesh just slightly bigger around than a silver dollar. She had a full thick bush between her heavyset thighs that had saddlebags on them. Her big round ass shook as she walked to the phone and ordered double shots for Jackie and herself.

The drinks arrived in clear plastic cups, which Gretta handed one to Jackie. Gretta told the bartender to keep bringing them every twenty minutes until she said stop or was passed out. The two women chatted while Gretta was in the Jacuzzi drinking her bourbon. Jackie stayed in the moved chair and just put her feet in. She wasn’t so much drinking as sipping the double shots. Then when she thought no one was watching her, she would pour small amounts into the Jacuzzi.

I was glad I hadn’t heard anything from Will or Gretta that even hinted at what they saw the night before. The only hint was lost on Jackie. I found it humorous from both sides. The Fischer’s were trying to get a virgin drunk so she would swing. And the virgin was dumping the drinks so as not to get drunk and not insult the Fischers.

While humorous, I was also kind of proud of Jackie and her being aware it might be insulting to not accept the drink. She just needed to get better at how she disposed of the liquor. I had been forced to do this once at a Russian man’s birthday while in-country in Mongolia. But, I had a buddy with me, who showed me the best way to dispose of the vodka shot, you were expected to drink with every toast. And Russians love their toasts. I think they toasted the cow that was sleeping in the street that evening. My buddy had shown me how to tilt the shot glass just right. It let the vodka run down my forearm and onto the dirt floor of the hut. It gave the appearance of drinking. But let me stand up at the end of the night and go to work the next morning.

I got the feeling she was concerned if she started drinking I would get upset. Which I would use as an excuse to spank her either that night or in the morning. Nothing could’ve been further from the truth, but her perception was her reality. So for the next two hours, Jackie found ways to sip the alcohol given to her and get rid of the rest. After having sipped eight shots, she still had enough alcohol to develop a bit of a tipsy loose giggle.

Gretta thought she was finally getting somewhere getting Jackie drunk. She asked her, “You want to join me in the sauna, where we can talk without these men around?. We will lock them out so you can get comfortable and not ruin your very sexy suit.”

Jackie gracefully turned the woman down and blamed me for it, “Thanks. I would, but Joe likes to get us to work early. So I’m going to turn in. But it was lovely meeting you two.” Jackie excused herself and quickly headed to the room. I was pissed she used me as an excuse. I was sure one day she would take using me as an excuse one step too far.

Despite being well on the way to being drunk, the Fischers looked disappointed Jackie wouldn’t be getting naked and swinging with them. I let them think what they would, and said, “I think I’m going to call it a night too before, Jackie is asleep in the bed.”

Jackie was still in her bikini, and already brushing her teeth when I came in. I joked with her, “Are you sleeping in that? I mean you can barely get it wet. So to get your money’s worth out of it, I would understand your sleeping in it.”

Playfully but with a hint of resentment and a mouthful of toothpaste, Jackie said, “You wish ... Oh, and bite me.”

“Where would you like me to bite you?” I said, getting my toothbrush and nudging her over to share the sink. I couldn’t help but wonder if this was how married people acted? Would Karen and Tom be doing this same thing in a couple hours?

Jackie broke my train of thought with, “Like I would let your mouth anywhere near me when sober.” She spit out the last of the toothpaste, rinsed her mouth, and left the bathroom.

With foamed-up toothpaste, I teased, “It’s a good thing you’re well on your way to being drunk. There are drinks in the minibar. Feel free to get one and get all the way there. You can always re-brush your teeth.”

“Funny, but if you didn’t notice, I wasn’t drinking much tonight. I didn’t do a good job today. And for that, I am sorry. I don’t want to let you down again tomorrow. So, I tried to limit my drinking and planned on going to bed early. If you get your butt out of the bathroom and let me wash my face. I can do that also.” She said, grabbing my arm and pulling me out after I finished rinsing out the toothpaste.

She had taken her bikini off while I was in the bathroom. She was in her mythical PJs that actually existed. They were a nice green satin that clung to her tits and poked out at her nipples before hanging down to a pair of tiny shorts that hugged her cute round ass. They came down about an inch below the crease of her ass. I debated asking her why she brought them when all she ever did was sleep naked. But, thought better of it. What I didn’t think better of was pinching that cute ass as I went by it. I said, “Nice PJ’s”

She jumped at the pinch and smacked my arm, smiling, “Cut it out perv.”

Muttering so she could hear it, “I guess next time I’ll bend down and bite your ass like you said.”

I stripped out of my clothes and got into the bed. For fun, I got in on the side where Jackie usually slept. I reached over into the side drawer knowing she had put her dildo back, and pulled it out. She climbed into the bed dressed in her PJs. To fuck with her, I handed it to her saying, “I’m not sure. Are you going to need this or not? But just in case, here you go.”

The words were no more out of my mouth when she glared and smacked me in the chest. She said, “You wish perv. I bet a perv like you would just love to watch me use that.”

I chuckled and admitted, “Yeah, I’d watch you. But only for educational purposes. I like to know how different tools are used. In case in the future, I have to use them. So if you want to show me, that would be great. If not, it’s no skin off my dick.”