Tegan and Jennifer explore the resort and uncover some concealed truths
Tegan awoke the next morning before the sun rose. Even though she’d had a late night she was adjusting to the time difference and was wired with energy. It had been an interesting introduction to her first overseas trip and she expected it set a precedent for the rest of the week. She rolled out of bed and went to shower and clean herself up, having made no effort to do so the night before, returning to her room to choose her outfit. It was unclear what her plans were likely to be but imagined it would involve some time in the beach or pool. Daddy had provided her several skimpy swimsuits that concealed nothing but given the events of the previous night she wondered if there was even a point. The resort in general was clothing optional with nothing stopping her walking around naked if she wanted to.
She decided to throw on a white sundress over her naked body, unlike her own clothing this was again more on the revealing side, with the skirt barely covering her small ass. The straps that ostensibly covered her chest and knotted behind her neck were narrow and made of a few light layers of a gauzy mesh, threatening to expose her even if they stayed in place.
She left her room and went into the main area of the villa just as the first sunlight started to filter in through the windows, as the front door to the villa buzzed and opened, Lukas pushing a cart into the room with an assortment of breakfast items. He seemed as surprised to see her as she was to see him, as he pushed the cart into place next to the dining table.
“Do you usually just walk in without knocking in the mornings?” Tegan asked with casual interest as she plucked an apple from the bowl of fruit, juggling it in her palm.
“Just the common area, miss.” he answered with a polite smile as he gestured to the open central living space. “And only for breakfast, to allow guests to sleep unbothered.”
“Even if someone could just be walking around naked in here?” Tegan pressed, as if it mattered.
“The guests typically are not concerned with such things.” Lukas shrugged as he arranged the trays onto the dining table.
“So is it also common for you to hook up with guests?”
“I do not discuss the arrangement of other guests.” Lukas deflected. “But I have been directed to give this villa my priority attention this week.”
“So you’re in on our arrangement here?” Tegan prompted, taking another bite of apple as she felt her stomach drop.
“I am free to make my own choices, when not explicitly instructed to provide a service our patron desires.” Lukas said enigmatically as he finished arranging the trays on the table and politely folded his hands.
“So what does our patron desire?”
“Absolute discretion.” Lukas said with an air of finality. Tegan felt deflated. Last night their encounter had seemed like such an impromptu incident, where she had felt like she had somehow won him over, and pleasured Lukas because he was an eager participant. Now it seemed like he was only there to do as he was told, and it pierced the illusion. The notion that he would be interested in something more from her now seemed foolish. He seemed as much in the employ of her week-long ‘Daddy’ as she herself was. Anything more they did together would be performative, for his benefit; not a wild and free-spirited vacation fling.
“You are too pretty for that expression.” Lukas said, reaching out to touch her cheek. Tegan realised she must have been looking annoyed or even hurt as the revelation fell into place.
“You’re just saying that.” She objected.
“I was not hired to say things.” Lukas countered.
Maybe he was hinting he would be interested in playing with her some more after all. She still felt uneasy about the situation but tried to push away her inner condemnation of Lukas. He was just another person, like her, who was selling something other people wanted. It didn’t mean they didn’t have their own feelings and interests. She offered him a weak smile and they turned away from each other, Lukas leaving the villa presumably to return after breakfast, and Tegan taking what was left of her apple out onto the deck, watching the waves as the sun gradually crept over the horizon to the east.
A short while later Jennifer came out to join her, wearing a cropped singlet top and tiny shorts, cradling a bowl of cereal and her phone in one hand while spooning cereal into her mouth with the other. She set the half eaten bowl down on the railing and dug into her pocket, presenting Tegan with a shiny red cylinder about the size of a roll of coins.
“You know anything about this?” She asked.
“No, what is it?” Tegan said, turning it over in her hand. It had a logo she didn’t recognise and the words ‘Cherry Ice’ printed around the bottom.
“It’s a disposable vape pen.” Jennifer said, picking up her cereal again and taking another bite.
“Ok?” Tegan enquired.
“Ok?” Jennifer asked incredulously. “I didn’t have it last night, and it was sitting next to my phone this morning.” She took it back from Tegan and sucked on one end, the other lighting up with a blue LED. She exhaled a cloud of vapour that smelled, as the writing suggested, cherries.
“We talked about getting one these last night, right?” Tegan remembered.
“Yeah. Which means daddy heard us talking about it and bought it for me.”
Tegan took a moment to process the implications of that.
“His room is at the opposite end of the house, so he didn’t hear us directly…” Tegan started
“…so our rooms are bugged.” Jennifer added.
“Probably with cameras.” Tegan continued.
“Meaning he was watching us last night when we… y’know.” Jennifer made an awkward scissoring gesture with her hands. They hadn’t actually scissored but Tegan accepted this as a reference to their impromptu girl-girl action where they’d fallen into bed and frantically gotten each other off.
“Well… that’s not that surprising really.” Tegan shrugged. She hadn’t really counted on any level of privacy this week. But then another thought caught up with her. “Fuuuuuck.”
“What?” Jennifer enquired.
“I kinda uh… blew Lukas last night?” Tegan admitted. Blowing was not really the right word for what she’d let him do to her throat but she decided not to elaborate for now.
“What.” Jennifer said flatly.
“I was feeling adventurous so I came out while he was collecting our dishes and… well…”
“You slut!” Jennifer chided her jokingly. “Giving it away for free again!”
“Well, apparently not, if there are cameras in the living area too.” Tegan supposed.
“I guess…” Jennifer agreed thoughtfully as she took another puff. They sat in silence for a moment, Tegan mused the possibility that they were under surveillance here as well. Possibly yes, but it seemed unlikely.
“We didn’t say anything like… out of character, right?” Tegan asked.
“No, I think we’re good.” Jennifer said hesitantly.
“The thing I’m confused about…” Tegan took the vape from Jennifer and took a puff “…is him buying you this. It’s a dead giveaway, like he wants us to know we’re always being watched.”
“Maybe it’s a power thing. He’s sending a message.”
“In that case I have to assume he approved.” Tegan took another puff and handed the vape back. “He wouldn’t give you this if there was a problem. We have to assume he’s happy unless he says otherwise.”
“So we’re good?”
“I think so. And I’m not opposed to us giving him more little performances at night.” Tegan winked suggestively at Jennifer, making her laugh.
“Alright, I’m game if you are.”
They went back inside and Tegan got the coffee pot started while Jennifer finished her cereal and started cutting up some of the fruit for a fruit salad. Daddy emerged from his room as Tegan was sitting down with her coffee and Jennifer put some fruit salad in front of him as he sat down, spooning some yoghurt over it, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“Thank you for the gift, Daddy.”
“Smoking’s a nasty habit.” Daddy said sternly “But if I can’t stop my girls indulging it might as well be the less harmful option.”
“Sorry Daddy.” Jennifer pouted.
“Don’t worry about it sweetheart.” Daddy put a hand on her hip possessively as he smiled up at her then looked across the table at Tegan. “So what do we have planned for today?” Either her dalliance with Lukas as being swept under the rug or the living areas weren’t being monitored.
“Well Daddy, I was thinking of taking you up on that offer of windsurfing lessons.” Tegan said innocently.
“Excellent.” Daddy smiled and looked over to Jennifer. “What about you, Rose?”
“Sounds good to me.” Jennifer said, taking a seat next to Tegan and digging into her own serving of fruit.
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That afternoon the three of them were back in the pool with cocktails. They’d taken to the beach for an hour long instruction session with a woman named Sally, a petite but muscular woman about Tegan’s age with her frizzy sun-bleached hair pulled back into a messy bun, a relatively modest white bikini gleaming in contrast to her coppery tanned skin. Tegan had opted to embrace the clothing optional side of the resort and simply shed her white dress, letting Daddy help her apply sunscreen all over while Sally took Jennifer out for a quick lesson.
Although he didn’t comment on it, he seemed to enjoy her casual nudity and made no attempt to hide that he was looking at her body while she pretended not to notice. It was fun to engage in some casual titillation under the pretence of innocence, even after what had taken place the night before.
After some instructional guidance Tegan had taken her turn and if Sally was surprised by her nakedness she gave nothing away. At the end of the hour Sally had left them to go to another appointment and the girls had switched off windsurfing back and forth along the beach with Daddy, with Jennifer even trying her hand at the activity solo.
It wasn’t long before they were exhausted and as the beach became more crowded with a mix of resort guests they’d had the board collected and retired to do something more relaxing.
Not seeing the point in modesty or getting her white dress wet, Tegan decided to leave it off and remain in the nude while they made their way to the pool. Jennifer was wearing one of the skimpy bikinis provided to her, this one in a fluorescent hot pink, while Daddy was wearing some long board shorts and a polo that he’d taken off before getting into the water.
Tegan was not the only one who’d chosen to take advantage of the optional nature of the dress code. A couple of young guys sat on the side of the pool casually talking in the nude, though she was the only nude female at the moment which caused her to get a little attention from the men. She had no doubt that if any other woman there (especially Jennifer) chose to shed their swimwear Tegan would barely warrant a second glance but for now she was an anomaly.
When she went to the swim up bar to another round of drinks, one of the nude young men approached as well, presumably to get himself a drink, but also took advantage of the opportunity to introduce himself.
“Hugo.” He said with a polite nod. He pronounced it with a soft H. Tegan identified a French accent.
“Violet.” Tegan lied smoothly. The name had become more than a pseudonym for her lately, it was almost like her slut superhero identity that protected her real self.
“You here with family?” Hugo asked conversationally.
“My daddy and sister, Rose.” She half turned to wave and Daddy did a small wave back, watching impassively from a distance. Either out of a protective instinct or jealousy, she wasn’t sure. She turned back to Hugo.
“I’m here with my brother, Alex.” Hugo jerked his thumb over his shoulder at where the other man was sitting.
“You and your brother go to nudist resorts often?” Tegan remarked.
“You and your papa go to nudist resorts often?” Hugo retorted.
“Touche.” Tegan admitted she was beaten there, also apart from ‘voila’ and ‘fromage’ it was the only French word she knew.
“We like the freedom. Plus sometimes we meet cute girls.” Hugo said drily, glancing at Tegan’s small tits.
“Good luck with that.” Tegan said, collecting her cocktails as the bartender placed them in front of her, wading back to the others. Hugo watched her go with a wry smile then collected his drinks and returned to his brother.
“Making friends?” Daddy asked casually.
“Not really.” Tegan handed off the drinks and took a sip from her own. “He was just saying hi.”
“No need to be antisocial on my account.” Daddy said dismissively, taking a drink and gesturing expansively. “This is a vacation for all of us. I want you girls to enjoy yourselves.”
Tegan took a long drink and exchanged a glance with Jennifer. It almost seemed like he was directly encouraging them to be promiscuous.
“There’s a social mixer tonight, you both should go.” Daddy continued. “Get to know some people.”
“But Daddy what about you?” Jennifer protested curiously.
“I’ll keep myself occupied, don’t worry about me.”
“Well, I’ll think about it.” Tegan said hesitantly. She supposed she would see where the night took her, though she felt obligated to keep up her part of the arrangement by making herself as available to him as possible.
The lingered in the pool awhile longer finishing their drinks and when Tegan emerged from the pool she felt the accumulation of alcohol and heat exhaustion hit her like a brick. She leaned against daddy to regain her balance and he draped a towel over her shoulders, not so much to cover her up but to absorb some of the water and ensure she didn’t catch a chill. The sun was still fairly high in the sky and the air warm, but it was a nice gesture nonetheless. She leaned on his shoulder as they took the boardwalk back to their villa, her white dress dangling from her fingertips. By the time they got home she was feeling a lot better, but she definitely felt like a nap and said so.
“I’m gonna crash out for a couple hours then see how I feel about the mixer, if that’s ok?”
“Sure sweetheart, have a lie down.”
Jennifer retired to her room to rest while Daddy helped Tegan into bed. He sat on the bed next to her, stroking her hair as she started to doze. As she lay there with her eyes shut she felt him shift on the bed, then the sound of what seemed to be him undressing, which snapped her back to alertness. Keeping her eyes closed and feigning sleep she felt him get onto the bed next to her again. She felt something tickling her thigh and it wasn’t hard to deduce that he was rubbing his cock against her skin, especially as it became firmer with each passing moment.
Once fully erect he repositioned himself over her – surely he had to know she wasn’t really going to sleep through this – but she maintained the charade as she felt the tip of his cock rub against her almost hairless mound and push into her slit. She squirmed a little from the touch but continued to act oblivious, keeping her breathing rhythm steady. He didn’t seem to be trying to enter her, but moved his hips gently, slipping the head between her lower lips, gathering moisture from her and rubbing his shaft against her clit as he savoured the warmth of her private folds. Over several minutes he started moving with more urgency and Tegan moaned gently in her fake slumber, sprawled naked and helpless under him as he ground his junk against her. Suddenly and with little warning he pulled out from between her lips and she felt him unload several times on her lower belly.
Once he was done she felt him move up the bed next to her and his softening tip brush against her mouth as he wiped himself off on her lips.
His objective completed he climbed off the bed and she heard him gather up his clothing and leave the room, as she did now let herself drift off to sleep.