Full Disclosure Ch. 03

Number 3: The Third

The lethargy caught up quickly once the adrenaline had settled. Though they had arrived at four in the afternoon after a long flight, not to mention the taxi and ferry, generally making anyone exhausted, it had been the adrenaline of their arrival and the possibilities that had managed to keep Elijah and Natalie not only awake, but entwined in passion throughout the evening.

When they woke up the next day, they were fully rested and happier than they had been for ages. And they were ready to spend day two relaxing in the sun together while they caught up on some energy and settled in.

The main restaurant was rather quiet this morning during breakfast, and they sat together at a table by the window that looked out over the northern end of the pool, which was more or less empty at this hour.

"My guess is people have late nights," Natalie noted aloud, picking at her bagel. It was one of her endearing idiosyncrasies, how she'd rarely bite into things, instead pulling bite-sized pieces from cookies or hamburgers to plop into her mouth.

Elijah followed her gaze outward, noticing that there were two women poolside, along with some bored looking staff moving chaises around. "Eight in the morning," he said, then took a long sip of his orange juice. "I mean, they have a club that is open until four in the morning. I'd imagine most sleep in."

Natalie leaned forward with a grin. "I'm kinda glad," she told him. "We can ease in with fewer people around, get to know this place a bit. It's so beautiful."

With a vigorous nod, Elijah agreed. The view was stunning, looking out at the vast ocean water to the west, and how the sun created sparkles on the surf. "We should walk around for a bit before we settle out on the beach."

Natalie was fully prepared for a day working on her tan in the sun, a purple and maroon bikini beneath her tank-top and shorts. At her feet where they sat, she had a large beach bag with two towels, sunscreen and her tablet to do some reading. She'd noticed yesterday evening that the pool was more crowded than the beach, and was looking forward to some peace and quiet while they caught up with the change in time zone as well as the lethargy that always lingered after any length of air travel.

Breakfast finished, Elijah and Natalie strolled from the main building that housed the partly the hotel and restaurants out toward the pool. A few others had claimed spots on chaises poolside, though still less than ten at this early hour. Elijah didn't mean to have the long, lingering gazes as they made their way to the trail to the beach, but of those who had begun to lounge in the sun, only one was male. And it's hard not to notice beautiful women in bikinis.

They passed two in particular that Elijah outright stared at. The redheaded girl had lightly slapped the blonde's thigh with her hand, causing her to pull her sunglasses down and look at Elijah with appraisal, and he glanced at Natalie to see if she noticed this, found her gaze out toward the ocean. Glancing back at the pair, they were giggling in a way that made him certain they had noticed him.

And he was definitely noticing them right back. How could he not? The redhead's tan didn't hide the freckled shoulders that were delicate and feminine, and the yellow tankini she wore was adorable on her petite frame. She was five feet tall, at most. A tiny thing. Her friend was the stereotypical California blonde; a color so light it was nearing white offset by a darker tan and glossed lips. It was the baby-pink string bikini, however, that had him staring in a way he otherwise might not. Her breasts were too large for the flimsy fabric to contain, definitely fake, and while he wasn't thinking he wanted to chase her down, the view was very, very nice, and not something you'd see every day.

Reluctantly, he turned away once they'd passed the pair and cleared his thoughts. He was definitely looking forward to seeing the sight of scantily clad beauties over the next few weeks, partially regretting their decision to spend the day on the beach, as it seemed the pool was where he'd get the most eye-candy. But they had plenty of time, no need to change course right away.

Once they hit the sand, they walked another fifty feet from the path and laid out towels. Elijah watched Natalie strip off her tank and shorts, the beautiful women forgotten as he admired her body. No one could rival her ass, he noted as she bent over, digging through the bag for the sunscreen before plopping down on the towel beside him.

"Care to help?" she asked with a gleam in her eye.

"I'd be disappointed if you didn't offer," Elijah replied, taking the bottle from her and squirting a dollop into his palm. She'd packed multiple bikinis, but the one she wore today was somewhat modest. Still, she was sexy as she pulled her golden hair over her shoulder so he could work on her back. He pulled straps to the side to get full coverage, spent a little more time lowering her bikini bottoms to cover her lower back. "Front too?" he asked eagerly once finished with the back, using some on his arms as she turned around.

"If you wish," she replied, grinning, rolling her shoulders back and presenting her chest.

Elijah scooted forward to get closer, starting with her shoulders. He picked at the strap. "You could take this off, you know."

Natalie blushed. "Maybe I'll work up to that," she responded with a playful roll of her eyes. Though the pool allowed topless, and the beach was flat out optional with any article of clothing, it would be awhile before she felt comfortable enough in these surroundings to consider any level of nudity.

But she did melt a little as he worked the lotion over her chest, his fingers dipping into the wired cup of the purple and maroon swirled bikini top. He dove fully in for a brief moment, fingertips teasing her nipple and offering her a wicked smile that sent a wave of desire through her body. "Careful," she said with faux warning, giving him a glare she didn't mean.

"My mistake," Elijah said innocently, removing his hand.

He finished her stomach without further incident. From there, she took over for her arms and legs while he did his own, then she helped him with his back. Once finished, she planted a delicate kiss on the side of his neck, the slight tang of lotion tingling her lips.

By lunchtime, the beach held a few dozen people on their own towels, a few pairs entering the semi-private palapas, and staff would walk by every ten minutes or so to take any orders for drinks and snacks. Natalie and Elijah shared simple conversations, pointing out little things they'd notice, but were otherwise silent and enjoying the heat of the sun and relaxation.

At three, after a margarita, Natalie decided to go wading to cool off from the heat of the early afternoon, and Elijah joined her moments later. With the water waist high, they kissed in the surf before it turned more playful with splashing and dunking.

By dinner, they were sun-spent, and retreated to the restaurant. "Did you want to do anything tonight?" Elijah asked as their meal arrived. "Check out the club? Or check the evening activities calendar?"

Natalie thought for a moment, lips pursed to the side. "I feel like I'm still trying to catch up," she said, giving in to the exhaustion. Lounging in the sun had been relaxing, but it had zapped her energy. Offering a weak smile, she said, "By tomorrow I'll probably feel more ready to go all out."

Elijah took her hand on the table. "Totally fine," he said with relief. He'd offered more out of courtesy, but he was definitely on the same page. Today had done wonders for acclimating, but one more full night's sleep would definitely put them more on track.

"I wouldn't mind an evening swim, though," Natalie said, looking out at the pool. People seemed to be packing it in, for the most part, though it was still pretty busy. "Some relaxation in that pool. It's so beautiful."

"Sounds nice," Elijah agreed.

When they'd finished dinner, as well as a few more drinks than probably intended, the two walked outside and placed their towels and bag on some chairs. The sun was setting behind the horizon, offering the first reprieve from the heat and creating an atmospheric glow in the sky or oranges and reds.

Natalie paused before the steps of the pool and reached for Elijah, taking his hand just as he was about to step down. "It is so beautiful here," she again noted for the umpteenth time, momentarily sobered by the sunset. "Look out there."

"We made the right choice," Elijah agreed, taking her other hand. He pressed himself against her and kissed her gently before stepping back. "Come on," he urged, glancing to be sure he wouldn't fall down the steps into the water as he took them backwards, watching her delicately step down into the water that, at this end of the pool, was waist high.

Remarkably, the pool was a few degrees cooler than the ocean, and with the sun disappearing, it was entirely refreshing. Holding onto Elijah's waist as they both sunk down until the water covered their shoulders, she wrapped her legs and arms around him, foreheads pressed together between kisses.

It felt romantic. There were people around, in and out of the pool, but not as many as they'd seen on their way to dinner. At the other end Natalie could faintly see that there was still a crowd at the pool bar, and the voices travelled. But on this end, aside from a loose grouping of about seven friends off to the side, they were more or less alone.

"Let's check out this cave," Elijah suggested, launching himself with little hops against the pool bottom with Natalie still wrapped around him. He watched her eagerly nod, biting her lip. The whole day she'd laid beside him on her back or stomach, and he'd felt exquisitely tortured by her bikini clad body, the way the sun made her skin glossy.

There were a few caves along the massive winding length of the pool, a waterfall further down. The pool became deeper on their way, then shallowed once more as they entered the formation built from large stones.

It was lovely. The lights had been turned on in the pool now that it was evening and the water glowed in this private cavern, creating waves of light against the sides and ceiling. Natalie unwrapped herself to take a moment, the beauty of it breathtaking. They were alone, though she knew that was probably rare, as this was no doubt a place people would come to get busy.

She felt Elijah behind her, his hands sliding around to her stomach and pulling her body against his length. A moment later, tender kisses were planted on her shoulder and she melted into his touch. This place had already done its job. She wanted him in ways that were possibly stronger than ever, if that was even possible. The sensual atmosphere, the anything-goes environment, the safety in knowing they would not get into trouble if caught, along with the exhilaration of knowing they could be caught...

All of these things partnered with Elijah's touch had Natalie spinning in his arms and pushing him back until his knees buckled against what they hadn't known was underwater seating made from the smoothed stone, similar to a hot tub, and with his surprise, she toppled upon his lap in laughter.

"I'm sorry!" she cried, adjusting herself in a less awkward position with knees on the stone on either side of his legs.

"Oh, I'm not," Elijah said, then clutched her ass while barring his teeth. He looked from side to side, down at the shelf they'd sat upon, taking note of multiple heights of shelving so people could sit below the waterline or above. It was clear that this place had been specifically designed for ease of any and all sorts of activities, and his erection was growing. He slid his hands to the top of her hips to pull her closer. "Do we keep up our 'evening swim' or do we stay here?"

Natalie wrapped her arms further around his neck. "I think we stay here," she whispered, then met his lips. She felt a hand wind up into her damp hair at the base of her neck, pulling her deeper into their passionate kiss. His other hand travelled her ass, then further between her legs and she exhaled a long moan aimed at the ceiling. She could feel how hard he was, and pressed herself against him with need.

Gripping her neck, Elijah watched how Natalie's mouth opened as his fingers applied more pressure over her bikini. He loved how helpless and small she was in his arms, and god, how her groin had pressed against his cock in this position. He eagerly kissed her jawline. "Have we ever fucked in a pool?" he pondered aloud between his nips and pecks.

"I don't think so," Natalie breathed. They were no strangers to sex in odd places, but even on their honeymoon cruise through the Caribbean, the pools had been far too public to even attempt such an act. That aside, while water always seemed like a good idea, it presented its own difficulties.

Sliding her bikini to the side, he slid just a fingertip into her, grinning as she moaned. The sound echoed against the walls, exciting him. "Careful with those noises," he warned playfully. "I'm looking at that shelf behind you. Would be the perfect place to take this up a notch."

Reaching an arm between them, Natalie slid her hand into his swim trunks and gripped his swollen cock. "Maybe I'm not feeling so careful," she replied, massaging him with her fingers.

Elijah started to fiddle with the back hook of Natalie's bikini, finally bringing the hand that had been teasing her up and pulling it apart in the back. The way she was working him with her hand was doing wonders, and he knew they would not make it back to their room without taking full advantage of any of the various rocky surfaces in the quiet grotto. Kissing his way down her neck to her chest, he pressed the palm of his hand against her stomach to start ushering her away across the water where he'd be able to lift her on the shelf and get at her bikini bottoms.

"Oh god," he heard Natalie cry, and not in the pleasurable sort of cry he knew so well. Instantly he raised his head and saw a woman beside Natalie, hand on Natalie's shoulder and looking her over.

"I'm so sorry," the girl said, helping Natalie catch her balance as Natalie clutched her chest, pulling at her bikini top and trying to get it organized. The girl laughed delightedly for a moment. "I'm so, so totally sorry. I'm just passing through, I didn't mean to interrupt. Was just sneaking by!"

Natalie shot Elijah a look, scrunching her face together over his bad timing in pushing her, though there was the amusing element that it had happened at all. She looked over at who she'd accidently backed into, an auburn haired girl who was at least a few years younger, just as she was a few inches shorter.

"It's fine," Natalie said, beginning to chuckle as well. She held a hand up in a shrug, the other arm keeping her bikini in place. "I mean, it's not like we assumed we were alone. We weren't..." The thought trailed, and Natalie quickly set to clasping the back of her bikini as she felt the heat flood her cheeks.

"Oh, doesn't matter," the girl replied, laughter and volume amplifying. "No, I just... I was swimming with some people, but they're off to go to the club and my friends are at the pool bar. Really, I should have just gotten out and walked down there." She beamed an enormous smile, then held out a hand. "I'm Beth."

Finally deciding her bikini top was in order, Natalie shook her cold hand. "Natalie," she responded, smiling finally now that the awkwardness had passed.

"Elijah."

Beth took the hand he'd offered as he spoke, and her features had markedly changed from amusement to appraisal. "Nice to meet you," she said.

Elijah took her in for a moment. Her hair was wet at the ends, but fell just below her shoulders. Thin and beautiful, with a round, bubbly face, and breasts that were just as round with how her black bikini lifted them and pressed them together. "Really it's my fault," Elijah told Beth. "I sorta pushed Nat, I wasn't looking."

"It's fine!" Beth cried, still amused. "I don't think I've seen you yet. Just arrive?"

Elijah nodded as Natalie settled beside him. "Yesterday."

Beth laughed airily. "Figured. I've been here a week and I definitely would have noticed you!" she cried as she sat down on the other side of Elijah, albeit a couple feet away. "And you?" she asked of Natalie.

Elijah glanced at Natalie, sharing a low, sarcastic grin as he placed a hand on her knee underwater. They'd both been drinking, but Beth had to have been drinking as well. That or she was just completely unobservant

"Also yesterday," Natalie responded.

Beth grinned. "Aww, it's so great that you both jumped right in. I swear, it took me like three days to get comfortable enough to even make out with someone! But you're way more comfortable than I was."

Again Natalie and Elijah shared a look of bemusement.

"Oh yeah," Natalie said, deciding to just play along for a few minutes. Echoing Beth's playful tone, she continued. "I mean, I got here and this guy... I just had to have him."

"He's gorgeous," Beth said, leaning forward as though sharing a secret with Natalie. Turning to Elijah, she tucked her chin. "I mean, you know you're gorgeous."

Elijah was engrossed, Beth's cleavage inches from his arm, and he laughed over the whole bizarre conversation as he felt Natalie touch his cheek. "He is so gorgeous," Natalie said teasingly.

Rolling his head toward Natalie, he said, "Aww, you're so sweet!" with the same, lighthearted teasing tone they'd assumed since Beth had appeared. At least it was amusing, though he still wanted to fuck Natalie against the wall as he'd intended to only moments ago.

"So you came here alone?" Natalie asked of Beth, surprised a girl would think they'd each arrived alone. She was also very aware of how Beth was watching Elijah, and had yet to decide how to treat the situation.

"With my sorority sisters," Beth replied. "Three of them. But we haven't hung out a lot. Kendra met a guy the day we met and has basically disappeared. The other two are the ones I'm meeting up with at the bar, but I don't know. You find after a few days, with so many people around ready to just... hook up and have a good time. I don't know!"

Elijah's jaw slightly dropped. "So you're... in a sorority," he drawled. It dawned on him that he and Natalie both had been so surrounded by people their age and older that he rarely thought about age, but with Beth's naiveté, it should have been obvious that she was younger.

"Yup!" Beth cried. "Up at Auburn!"

"Decent school," Elijah noted offhandedly.

"Well, since you're both so new, I can introduce you to a bunch of people," Beth continued. "I mean, not right now. I should really let you guys get back to..." She paused, began to rise. "I'll be at the bar down there, and whenever you're done, you can meet my friends. If you want to hang out, I mean."

Natalie warmed, smiling softly. "I think we'd like that," she replied honestly. "Neither of us has met anyone other than our tour guide. It would be nice to make some friends."

Beth's grin widened. It was infectious, how large her smile was, clear back to her molars. "Sounds great!" she said as she made her way fully up.

It appeared as though she were about to leave when she paused abruptly and turned around. "I'm sorry," she said, hands up at her shoulders. "I'm just... You have a few drinks and you..." She shook her head, starting over, to both Elijah's and Natalie's amusement. Beth brought her gaze to Elijah. "You are the hottest guy I've seen here. I mean, what the fuck. Can I just give you a kiss?"

"I don't--" Elijah began, features instantly straightening with low brows.

Beth turned to Natalie without a pause. "I mean, I know I interrupted..." Her face instantly fell as she sorta stumbled in the water. "I cannot believe I just asked that. You guys are doing your thing and--"

"Go ahead," Natalie said, cutting her off. For a moment she had frozen. As Beth had asked, a jolt of electricity had shot through her body in a paralyzing way. But seeing Beth's immediate embarrassment, even though she'd spoken right over Elijah and hadn't even noticed him begin to politely decline, Natalie had gone into charity mode. It was her fault; the girl probably would have never asked if Natalie had just explained that they were married. And despite the initial shock, Natalie knew that she wasn't even mad. After all, wasn't this what it was all about? People having fun with each other, but also having fun with other people? Wasn't it part of what they'd determined before coming here?

Gaze darting from Beth to Elijah, it appeared to Natalie that she had stunned them into statues. "What?" she finally asked, shrugging. Her stare fixed upon Beth. "You asked. I'm saying it's fine with me." Turning to Elijah, she noticed how large his eyes had become.

"Nat, we only just got here--" Elijah argued meekly, scratching the side of his head. Beth was beautiful. Everyone here was. That wasn't the problem. It felt too early to even begin this sort of thing, especially now! Weeks ago, had someone asked--had they told anyone where they were going--Elijah would have said the second-most thing he was looking forward to was bringing others to their bed, right behind his desire to give his marriage one last chance. Well, the missing element--their intimacy--had been rediscovered. Any magnificent fantasies he'd had late at night over the past month of messing around with other women had gone out the window.

Natalie levelled her gaze with wide-eyed determination. To her, this was not just important, it suddenly felt necessary. A kiss from an innocent, albeit tipsy, sorority girl at a sex resort needed to be witnessed by her, and it needed to happen now. The switch needed to be flipped if only to see what lit up. Maybe she'd be jealous. She never had been before, but they were not the same people they were in college. Their relationship hovered on a Cliffside, and in this moment, this had to happen. It absolutely HAD to. It would be the only way she'd discover what she wanted, because despite this intimacy that had been jolted to life once again, there were still deep, unresolved issues.

Still, Elijah and Beth stayed silent. Natalie didn't have a clue what was going through Beth's mind, but she felt she understood Elijah's hesitation, and softened her gaze. Squeezing his leg, she quietly said, "She didn't ask me. You give her permission. You have mine."

Elijah's eyes rolled. He blinked. He then studied Natalie. Thought about how when she'd left for France, she'd told him to still 'have fun'. How that had continued when he was in law school until she had finished her degree and they'd finally moved in together. And how through all of that, they had maintained a relationship of incredible love and respect.

All of this crossed his mind in a mere second before he looked at Beth and smiled. Giving Natalie's thigh a gentle squeeze, he rose from the smooth stone and walked toward her, the water waist high. Beth's eyes widened, locked in his as the corner of his mouth twitched. It felt like he'd just finished a ten minute discussion with Natalie over this, when in reality it had only been ten seconds and took place only in his head.

Now in front of Beth, he brought his eyes down her frame. He couldn't deny that her choice in bikini was a turn on. All bikinis were sexy, especially ones that could easily be removed by pulling a string. But hers was the swimwear equivalent of a push-up bra. Gaze lowering to her flat abdomen, he reached his hand out to her waist, not only feeling her smooth skin, but watching his hand with a scrutinizing gaze.

He had not touched another woman in three years. There had been a threesome near their one-year anniversary, and that was the last time. It felt strange for a moment, but this had been expected. It had been fantasized about.

Bringing his other hand up to her cheek, he cradled her head around her ear and brought his lips to hers. He felt her breath hitch, her lower lip frozen between his. He was surprised to find his heart racing. Natalie, three feet away and they were in a precarious place.

But as Beth began to kiss him back, the hesitations began to dissipate.

Natalie watched Elijah's hand circle to Beth's lower back as their kiss deepened. Her heart was thudding away in her chest as a torrent of emotions swirled through her, so many things, mostly the right things. Sure, the standard jealousy that was always present in any threesome. The moment you're not involved in the action, just watching it take place and wishing you were a part of it. But it wasn't stemmed from anger. If anything it was exhilarating, amplifying her need for him. That primal urge that takes over when a third is in play that makes you want to win, as though you're in battle. That's half the fun.

The switch had been flicked, and no alarms had rung. The right lights had turned on. Mostly. It did feel strange to watch her husband just now, but mostly that was because this hadn't happened for so long. Once upon a time it had been almost the norm. Some months it would happen a few times, other months would pass by, but it was still an often shared activity. And those times had been far more than a kiss.

And Natalie's thoughts turned to pride that she was actually able to handle it. There hadn't been doubt, not much doubt, at least. But that little fraction of wondering if she'd changed so much that this would be upsetting had nagged at her in the past few weeks. It had been one of the questions that required an answer.

The answer had come. She was fine. But after thirty seconds or so passed, she began to feel a little left out. For some reason this simple request for a kiss had evolved into a bit more of a make-out session than she'd expected. Still fine, but sitting here as a voyeur... Natalie pursed her lips to the side and glanced down at the water.

Well, a bit of a test of the word fine was probably a good thing.

Elijah's hand had slid down Beth's back and was firmly cupping her ass. When he finally broke for breath, he stared at her, watched how she licked her lips and was unable to meet his gaze. "Wow," she said quietly, then bit her lip as though trying to bite back her eagerness. It suddenly struck him that their kiss had gone on longer than he'd planned, and poor Natalie was behind him sitting on the rocks. That is if she was even still sitting there at all. But he knew her. She was absolutely there. If this had made her upset, which was a very large IF, she would not have been the sort of woman to sneak away.

But she was left out.

And he was at a crossroads. The seal had been broken. What they'd both known would be inevitable had taken place. And it needed to be executed with care. He found he did not want to let go of Beth, but she was also trivial in the scheme of things. Somehow he had to navigate whether or not Natalie was okay with more, or if it needed to be left as just a kiss. And he had to do it without verbal communication.

He knew wholly that he would never get a read on the situation with Natalie behind him, and thank god they had not arrived here never having had these sorts of experiences. He knew Natalie's very clear cues when a third or fourth needed to go; she'd always pull him close in a more possessive act, turning her back on whoever else they were with. The sort of cue easily read by any other party when accented by Elijah turning his full attention to her, completely cutting off any further advances by the extraneous party.

Call it selfish or rude, as far as he was concerned, Natalie was all who mattered and she was far more giving than any other woman he'd ever met in her willingness to share.

His decision made, he placed both hands on Beth's hips and tugged her back with him until he felt the shelf against his legs. Sitting down with Beth's knees between his, he released one hand and brought it to Natalie's neck, kissing her with more fervor than he had with Beth. His physical assurance that she was his primary concern.

Kissing a line across her cheek, he met her earlobe and gently nipped. "Yes?" he queried, as he couldn't exactly fit Are you okay with the three of us fooling around for a bit? In the brief second without Beth catching on.

"Mmhmm," Natalie answered while tucking her head down in a single nod. She looked up at Elijah through her brows, damp lashes shimmering in the soft glow of the water. Her gaze slowly travelled to Beth, who was watching them with a hand on Elijah's shoulder. Natalie then gave her a welcoming, naughty grin that Beth seemed to read perfectly.

The next second, Beth had sunk down on Elijah's right knee so they were all at the same height. It was the way she'd decided to sit that sent a jolt to Elijah's cock; one leg on either side of his knee, with her hips gyrating upon it as she bit her lip in pleasure.

He adjusted himself, then set to adjusting everything else, pulling at Natalie's right leg so it would drape over his left, placing his other hand on Beth's hip, enthralled by how it rocked forward and back; a motion he'd have never guessed was happening from above the water if he wasn't feeling it for himself.

This girl was naughtier than he'd given her credit for. He kissed Natalie once more, gently stroking her inner thigh, teasing the hem of her bikini bottoms but not diving in. She had her arm hooked through his, the other hand on his stomach teasing him right back, her fingers dancing along the top of his swim trunks.

Lips locked with Natalie, he eyed Beth briefly, noted how she began to smile at the eye contact and amazed at how serene and still her torso looked despite the gyrating on his knee that was becoming more pronounced.

He had to kiss her again. It was the least of what he wanted, but it would do for now. Slowly backing from Natalie, he brought his head to Beth and once again sucked on that pouty lower lip of hers. He could feel Natalie's gentle nips and kisses on his shoulder as he took to Beth's mouth; wanted to grab her head and deepen the kiss, but couldn't resist gripping that gyrating hip of hers on his knee. Making his way down her neck, she let out a low moan with added pressure between her legs.

Natalie glanced over upon hearing this sound, and caught her gaze. "Do you kiss girls?" Beth asked her, to which Natalie raised a brow without responding. Beth giggled. "I'm sure he'd like to see us kiss."

Natalie's laugh had a growl to it, partially a scoff. "That's not why you kiss a girl," Natalie said, then raised six inches as Beth leaned forward. "You kiss a girl because it feels good," Natalie educated her. "Not to please a man."

Beth looked at her in surprise, as though the thought had never dawned on her. Of course it hadn't. When Natalie had been her age, she'd only kiss a girl because she thought it turned men on, not because she actually wanted to. But she'd learned that kissing a girl was a soft and sensual experience that could be done for her own pleasure, not to create some lesbian fantasy for the male gaze.

Still, the male audience was there, and as men do, Elijah watched Natalie pull Beth's face closer until their lips had locked together. What was it about watching two women that was so sexy? It had to be the softness of their lips, how delicately they would move together. A peek of tongue here and there, more sensual than passionate.

The gyrating had mostly ceased, so Elijah removed his hand and slid it to Beth's shoulder, gently tugging at the strap of her bikini. Yes, of course it was padded, but he did want to see if her breasts were as round as they looked. But with her arm straight out, hand on his shoulder, there was no easing it down. So his attention turned to Natalie, and he finally slid his hand down the front of her bikini bottoms and curved his fingers so they could toy with her.

With this came the instant gratification as Natalie gasped, then deepened her kiss with Beth, hungrier now with the disciplined exploration of his fingers. Fingers that knew exactly what spots to hit. And he began to seek them out, if only for the sheer amusement of seeing how Natalie would grip Beth's neck harder when he'd apply direct pressure on a certain spot before he finally decided to curl his hand further and wriggle his middle finger into her depths.

This gasp made the kiss cease, and Natalie instantly reached for Elijah's head, pulling him to her with sheer need driving her. "Oh, fuck," she groaned as the finger curved, then bit his lip. He stopped his probing, only to tease her. "Ohh, don't stop," Natalie moaned, then leaned back and away from him, keeping herself propped by placing her hands on the shelf behind her as to allow him easier access. Elijah watched how her face contorted against her moans with wicked amusement.

"I want some," Beth whined, those hips picking back up against his knee once more. He turned to her without a pause in action with Natalie.

She had a delicious pout, and began to toy with his ear. Elijah unhooked her arm, pulling her hand down until it rested on his thigh. "Want some what?" he asked, daring her with his low gaze as he began to once again pull at the strap of her bikini top.

"Some attention," she said, her tone turning upwards at the end with an innocent question.

Elijah shook his head, glanced at Natalie to be sure she was still satisfied. It was never easy juggling two women, but it was a lot easier in a bed than it was in a pool. Natalie was still pressing herself against his hand as he continued to work her, but he started to put it on auto-pilot. With the water, there was no lubrication to be had, so it made things more difficult than if they were dry, and he decided that, in the near future, this would have to either pause, end, or be taken to a room.

But he did pull the strap down Beth's arm. Brushing his hand across her chest to the other side, feeling the curvature of the top of her breasts, he pulled the other strap down. It was awkward positioning, to say the least, but it would have to do.

Natalie suddenly sat up as Elijah hooked against her G-spot, exhaling a cry. Then, upon noticing his attention on Beth, she slid her hips back so his finger left her. This went noticed by him, but she smiled to assure him he hadn't done anything wrong. Instead she sidled up beside him, then snaked her way behind him so she could get her legs around him from behind. His attention was on Beth, which was fair, and she wanted to offer the courtesy of allowing it without him feeling a need to absentmindedly keep fingering her.

Wrapping her arms around his muscled shoulders, she placed her chin upon the left and kissed his neck in an additional gesture of assurance that she was still very much in this. And she watched as Elijah wrapped his arms around Beth's back, unhooking her bikini top.

It fell freely onto the surface of the water, the straps having already been pulled down her arms, revealing what Elijah had hoped. Two rounded globes, perky and mouthwatering. Her nipples pointed directly at his chest, if not even slightly higher, pink and absolutely adorable.

Unable to take his eyes from them, he brought both his hands around the under-curve until his thumbs met between them.

"They're okay?" Beth asked, her tone uncertain and suddenly shy. An emotion Natalie also could relate to and remembered from her youth. Though she'd been younger than Beth when she'd felt the need for reassurance. Natalie still pinned her in her early twenties, but was recognizing inexperience.

"More than okay," Elijah said.

"You're beautiful," Natalie added. She thought that maybe had Beth been less endearing, she may not have offered the encouragement. If a woman had stumbled upon them who was more precocious and daring, she might fight back for affection. But it was so abundantly clear that Beth was smitten by Elijah's good looks to the point of insecurity, likely just grateful to be receiving his attention at all.

Bringing his hands up, Elijah cupped her and began to softly massage, every so often teasing her nipples with his forefinger or thumb. He was continually amazed by how firm they were. How round. Further amazed that Natalie had seemingly removed her own pleasure from the equation, and willingly, receiving the occasional kiss on his neck or shoulder.

Sliding his hands down, he pulled Beth closer, raising her up a few inches so he could get his mouth on her chest, taking first her right nipple between his teeth and sucking, licking, then moving to her left and offering it the same treatment. Her moans varied from lower tones to high pitched squeals, and he took the pace up a notch by squeezing the base of the tit he suckled, taking as much of her into his mouth as he could while tonguing the hard, erect nipple.

And speaking of erections, his ached. It didn't really matter, as far as he was concerned this was about Beth and Natalie's pleasure, though he was enjoying every second. Still, it needed attention, so while suckling Beth, he worked one of Natalie's arms from his shoulder, tucked it beneath his own arm and guided it down to his groin.

His wife knew exactly what to do, and he groaned as she squeezed him before more gently beginning to stroke. Again, though, water was not a lubricant in the way it should be. It wasn't enough. And somehow, Natalie seemed to read his mind.

"You should sit on that shelf over there," she whispered seductively into his ear. "Let us give you some attention."

Elijah instantly lost interest in playing with Beth's breasts, locking eyes with her.

"What do you think, Beth?" Natalie said louder. "Should we see what we can do for him?"

Beth sucked her lip with a smile. "Mmhmm," she agreed with a nod, then worked her way from his lap.

Elijah followed, with Natalie wrapping her arms around his waist. When he took his place up on the shelf that was only a few inches above the waterline, he looked at the two women, the contrast between the two. Beth, topless with her round breasts serving as eye candy, Natalie stunningly beautiful in a way few women were, her slightly smaller chest but with a body that was incomparable.

Beth was more eager, after all, Natalie had been there before. Beth's excitement was palpable as she quickly dove at his swim trunks and assisted in their removal.

"Holy shit," she breathed once he'd been freed. Natalie chuckled. Elijah's dick was fully erect in all its glory, beautiful, large, straight and wide. Circumcised with the soft spongey head. Flawless in the brightest of lights, though the dim lighting certainly didn't detract. This, accompanied by his muscle definition. He'd never been the body builder type, a body with leaner muscles and tone that rivaled dancers; the broad shoulders but tapered waist, still with a full six pack. "Holy shit," Beth repeated, and Natalie watched her dazedly grow closer until the tips of her fingers gently touched his tip.

Natalie joined in, winking up at Elijah as she stroked him, her fingers running against Beth's as they took turns between shaft and balls.

Elijah leaned back against the cool stone, lightly shutting his eyes against the sheer torture of their hands as they teased him. It was a minute later that he felt the warmth of a tongue, and his eyes sprung open, desperate to know whose.

He should have known it was Natalie, and would have had his eyes been closed a second later as her tongue began to draw circles right at the base of the head. She knew exactly what he loved, and began her expert motions in a rhythmed routine that would bring him on the brink of climax before she'd back away.

And when she did, a new mouth took over. One unfamiliar, which added to his rising pleasure instead of detracting from it. Beth had brought him into her mouth and her tongue circled him over and over again as she held the base, offering a squeeze and a stroke every few seconds while she sucked. He admired the indent of her cheeks, and how she would repeatedly look up at his face to be sure he was enjoying himself. So self-conscious, he realized just now. And it was lovely.

Natalie could tell from the noises he made; the low humming, the occasional grunt, that he would not last much longer. To assist in the speed of it, she brought her head just below Beth's and began to suck his balls while squeezing his thigh.

The view of both devouring him sent him over the edge. "I'm going to cum," he warned Beth, uncertain if she was okay with that. Some women preferred not to taste it, and he felt that was entirely fair. Women tasted like heaven, but... that was preference as well.

But Beth continued her sucking and licking like a champion, only with more vigor, and in the next moment, he unloaded directly into the girl's mouth. Watching her reaction carefully, she continued sucking him like a straw.

Impressive. A little too impressive, he thought, and needed to be careful not to think that way. Thoughts like that lead to visions of bending her over and fucking her silly, and that wasn't something he wanted to begin to expect. This had already been far more than he'd imagined for their second day.

"Kiss me," Natalie said to Beth, eying Elijah with a wicked smile. He'd once told her after a particularly wild threesome that, when she'd kissed the other girl to share the cum, he'd been so turned on he thought he'd never recover. And in thinking about this, it was just one more reason they needed to make everything work. They knew everything about the other, physically and mentally. Years' worth of shared experiences and open dialogues.

Beth kissed Natalie, though she'd swallowed most of it. Natalie could taste her husband, a taste she loved. She'd known sour and pungent and sticky, but Elijah was somehow different. Diet or genetic makeup, it was instead salty bordering on sweet. Not anything she'd choose for dinner, but not unpleasant either.

And tasting it on Beth's lips heightened her need for him. It was definitely time to go. They needed to fuck alone, and fast. Natalie could feel her muscles fluttering between her legs. His cock would be the only way to fix it.

As this realization struck, she rose quickly and straddled Elijah, which he welcomed with wrapping his arms around her waist, hands landing on her ass, and she knew that he felt the same. It didn't even take his words for her to know it, though he said them anyway.

"I need to fuck you," he said, pressing his forehead to hers. His breathing was ragged with longing, and he squeezed her ass with force, spreading her cheeks beneath her bikini.

"I need you to fuck me," Natalie replied, forgetting entirely that Beth was in the water behind them. She attacked his neck, mostly to rid her mouth of the taste of cum--for his benefit, not hers--before taking his mouth, hips gyrating against his cock that was starting to come to life once more.

When she felt someone else's skin beside her, it genuinely took her by surprise until she looked over and found Beth shuffling onto the shelf beside Elijah. A tinge of apology and regret struck Natalie as she eyed Beth, who looked eager to join in further. Poor girl.

Elijah knew. This was Natalie's shut down, or rather, her turn on. The body language and posturing he knew all too well that she was done sharing. With an arm still around Natalie, he swiveled toward Beth. "I think we're going to head to the room," he said apologetically. He leaned in to her and gave her a sweet kiss with his hand on her thigh.

"I get it," Beth said. Raising her brows hopefully, she continued. "Would you like me to come? I don't really care about meeting up with my friends anymore." A blush colored her cheeks. "Not after that."

Natalie laid her head on Elijah's shoulder, looking over at Beth. "Maybe another night," she said, meaning it. Beth had been pretty GGG. "And we'd love to meet your friends. We need some friends here."

Beth looked confused, as though trying to fit some pieces together. Elijah, observant as always, picked up on what she'd caught. The 'we'. Beth had assumed they were both singles on vacation looking to hook up with whomever they liked. And she likely thought he was a prospective candidate for much more. He was not oblivious to the effect he had on women, just as he wasn't oblivious to the effect Natalie had on men.

"We're married," he said softly. His lips mashed together in apology. He brought his hand up, facing outward, making his wedding ring clear. They hadn't told her, but with how much his hands had travelled her body, it was a little surprising she hadn't noticed the ring.

Instantly Beth slid from the shelf, backing away. And she covered her chest. "Oh my god," she whispered. "Oh, my god. Oh shit, and I came in here and asked to kiss you!"

The mortification was clear, and Natalie jumped up from Elijah. "Beth," she said, gently touching her shoulder. "We wanted to do this. You didn't do anything wrong."

"I've just..." Beth swallowed heavily. "I've never been with a married man." With her mouth gaping, she faced Natalie with brows drawn. "You're okay with this? How?"

Natalie shrugged, looking over at Elijah. "I love him," she said simply. "I love sharing our love with other people."

Beth shook her head, mouth still gaping. "Wow," she finally said. "I mean, there are couples here, but they're pretty rare. I don't know if I'd be able to... do what you do? I mean, no judgement!" She rallied with an aghast grin. "Especially with him," she hissed quietly as though only Natalie could hear. "I couldn't share someone like that."

It was hard not to adore her. Normally in a case like this, Natalie wouldn't have really given a shit. But that was under the circumstances where their third knew what they were getting into: two people in a relationship already with no expectations of gaining anything emotional.

"Well, I'm pretty sure he'd like to do it again," Natalie whispered, leaning in against her ear. "If you're up for it, we'll pick a night. See what happens."

Beth was obviously still stunned, but the offer was clearly welcome, as well. "Yes," she said, trying to hide that it excited her. She turned to Elijah, who was reclaiming his swim trunks and trying to work his way back into them. "And I still want you to meet my friends. We should go to the club! Tomorrow night, maybe?"

"Maybe," Elijah said.

"We're gonna go," Natalie said. Endeared as she was, she was crazed by her horniness, and that was winning out now. "We're in room 208."

"And 209," Elijah added, rolling his eyes over the silliness that they had two rooms.

"Just call, let us know how we can reach you, and we'll catch up with you soon," Natalie said, retrieving Beth's bikini top and handing it over.

Once she'd worked it on, Natalie gave her a hug, then Elijah took her place, offering a longer, deeper kiss of gratitude. There was no denying he'd enjoyed every minute with her. And after another goodbye, she awkwardly rushed out of the cavern.

Elijah eyed Natalie. "I need you," he said, his tone bordering on a demand. "Up to the room?"

Natalie shook her head, then deftly removed her bikini bottoms. "No," she said, then hopped up onto the shelf. "Right here. I don't care who comes by."

Elijah spread her legs, taking his place between them as he pulled his trunks back down. "And you were one hundred percent okay with all of that?"

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him closer. "You know I'd tell you if I wasn't," she said. "Now fuck your wife."

"With pleasure," Elijah responded, stroking himself.

He lined up, then forcefully thrust inside of her. And Natalie cried out louder than normal, hoping everyone could hear.