Vacation in Paradise

ooc now open - need several characters - both male and female as of 2/28

Females to play Sophia (patrom of the gentlemens club and
Ambrosia- another dancer at club

Males to play Lilele (Aunt Lailani's boytoy) and
Club owner
Finally completing a rather difficult project at work, I headed for the airport going to Hawaii to warm up and relax away from the telephone and the hecticity of home. It wasn't over yet, as they put me through all the security procedure, including selecting me as the object of special scrutiny, stripping me down to my iunderwear right there in the lobby in front of the multitudes.

That was all I needed at this point, but finally we boarded and took off an hour late, as it took me a very long time to retie my shoes as the airline people hassled me to hurry up, and I repeatedly reminded them that it was their fault for not properly stamping my boarding pass properly and pulling me out of the boarding line.

I sat back in my seat and read the inflight magazine and then mused about just sitting on the beach in the warmth wearing very little, and tasting a maitai as hopefully, a few bikinis might walk by for me to ogle. On arrival I claimed my baggage and proceeded to my hotel, a little place near the beach at Waikiki that someone had recommended, called the Breakers, near enough to the night life and activities but away from the multitudes

I hadnt been in Honolulu for years, and I intendeed to just hide for two weeks. My first venture outside was to find a shop and buy a Hawaiian shirt, just to look the part of a tourist. Strolling down the street, I saw a sign announcing a Gentlemens' Club, and in the foyer was a seductive picture of a dancer which caught my eye, and I immediately planned to include it on my evening rounds.

Nearly 9 years ago, my college roommate persuaded me to work with her as an exotic dancer at a local gentleman's club here in Hawaii. We are both bisexual, and at the time were involved with several men as well as with each other. The tips were so good at the club that they paid for our classes, our books, and our dorm room. I liked the club, its clientele were very well behaved, mostly succesful business men who tip very generously. But I knew I couldn't do this forever, and my roommate and I both agreed we would quit the club when we got our college degrees.

My roommate did quit dancing, and went off on her own somwewhere, and we eventually lost touch with each other. I heard that she got a law degree, has her own law office, and married another lawyer, and has two kids. Rumor has it that SHE hired a drop-dead gorgeous live-in maid, who she AND her husband both love to share their marriage-bed with.

So I guess my old roommate did very well for herself, personally, professionally, and sexually. But just before my own college graduation, I did something very stupid. I fell for a very handsome customer at the dance club, a man who literally charmed the pants off of me. The sex between us was always phenomenally hot and sizzling, that part was never the problem, so I don't regret THAT. But after going together for about a year, after I graduated and quit dancing, when I told him he had knocked me up, he disappeared, and I never saw or heard from him ever again. But I don't regret it at all, for that mistake (and in retrospect, he was a HUGE mistake in my life!) gave me my precious little daughter Angela, now age 7.

After Angela was born, as a single mom, I needed an income. I tried working in an office, a department store, even as a waitress, but it was hard making ends meet on such a meager salary, and I was letting my bills pile up, paying them later and later each month.

I started exercising and got myself back in shape, and reapplied to the gentlemen's club. They welcomed me back very enthusiastically, and I am now one of their most popular girls. They blew up a photo of me and hung it on the front of the club. That poster really draws in the customers, which makes me very proud.

I was very involved in gymnastics as a little girl growing up here in Hawaii, and had won several local championships. So I incorporate my gymnastics skills into my strip-dancing routine, and the guys just eat it up. You see, I shinny up the brass pole with my hands and feet. It's about ten feet up the pole from the stage floor to the ceiling. When I reach the top of the pole, I hang upside down, my arms and legs locked around the pole, but my hands are free. Hanging upside down, I slowly unbutton my white blouse to the griding beat of the music, and toss it down to the stage floor.

I then slowly slip my tight white lace-up shorts off of me, which is more difficult. I have to lock my ankles around the pole until my shorts are past my knees, then lock my knees around the pole as I pull my shorts over my ankles. I then toss my shorts down onto the stage, too.

Still hanging upside down, I slither naked, snake-like, down the pole, letting the cold brass pole lightly brush up against my cleavage and my bare pussy, all the way back down the pole. The feel of the cold pole makes my nipples turn very big and hard, which of course the guys watching me REALLY enjoy!

By the time I return head-first to the wooden stage floor, there's usually half a dozen guys seated at the edge of the stage, each having placed a $1 or $5 bill up on the tip rail.

But tonight there was only one guy seated beside the stage. He was the cutest, hottest looking guy I'd seen in in our club in a very, very long time, so I would have been happy to have been dancing up on stage only for him anyway, even if he hadn't set a $20 bill up on the tip rail.

I swung my naked body around the brass pole three or four times, but nobody else came up to the edge of the stage, so I seductively crawled across the stage on my hands and knees to him.

I leaned over the edge of the stage and whispered in his ear, "You're CUTE! And so GENEROUS!" I scooped the $20 bill off the tip rail onto the wooden stage. "I'm going to give you the show of your life now!" I grinned.

"You already HAVE!" he groaned. "I have NEVER seen a more beautiful sight than that naked snake-dance, when you just slithered down on that brass pole."

I kissed him gently on the cheek. "What a sweet man you are!" I smiled. "And such a HANDSOME stud, too! Why haven't I ever seen you in the club before?"

He explained that he was a tourist from just outside of Seattle, and he had only landed in Hawaii on vacation this very afternoon. He had been strolling past some shops, window-shopping, when he spotted our club, and the big poster of me out front. He told me he had been instantly smitten with my pretty face and luscious, curvy, nearly-naked body on the poster. He had decided to come in that night, in hopes of finding me there, and he thanked me for not disappointing him, for being there in person just for him that night, and for being more beautiful and sexy in person than on my poster. This sweet remark earned him another kiss on the cheek.

The DJ put another song on now, and I lay flat on my back on the stage. I raised my knees and slowly spread them apart, giving my handsome tourist a view straight up my thighs and into my pussy. A lot of the girls at our club shave their clams completely bald, but I don't like that look. I keep my dark-brown pussy fur neatly trimmed above and to the sides of my slit, and the guys who come to our club seem to really love looking up my lightly-furred pussy!

"SO beautiful!" he whispered up to the stage at me.

I scurried to my feet and leaned over the edge of the stage. I grasped his head in both my hands, and pressed it into my cleavage, tightly between my round, firm 38-Ds. "I've got you trapped!" I gigled.

"Yes you do," he moaned. "Yes you DO!"

I slowly slunk back down onto my back, at the very edge of the stage. I locked my legs against each other, and raised them both straight up in the air together. I then slowly opened my legs into a big, wide V, showing him my naked pussy just inches from his very handsome face. I then set one ankle over each of his shoulders, and slid myself forward, until his soft, warm, VERY inviting lips were just millimeters away from my dark bush.

He was gulping repeatedly, and the only word he could manage now was a softly-moaned "Mmmmmmm!"

My time on stage was up now, it was the next dancer's turn. So I scooped up my clothes and my money off the stage floor, blew him a kiss over my shoulder, and scurried off to the back room to dress. On the way to the dressing room, I passed the next girl, on her way to the stage.

"I watched you dance," she smiled. "You got ME almost as hot as the guy watching you!" She then pinched my right nipple between her thumb and forefinger, and kissed me full and hard on the mouth, gently slipping me her tongue for a second. I kissed and hugged her back. Between the guy's appreciation of my dancing, and my coworker's kiss, I was getting REALLY heated-up now. So standing naked before this girl, I slowly raised my right leg, and rested my right foot on her shoulder, pressing my pussy against her red lipsticked mouth. She let her flitting tongue playfully tickle my pussy for a few moments, and I softly moaned at her sweet contact with my overheated pussy.

"Better save that for the cute tourist waiting out there for you," she smiled.

"You think the guy liked me?" I giggled.

"Liked you?" she laughed. "Girl, if you don't give that guy a lap dance, and damn soon, I think his hard-on's gonna rip a hole right through his pants!" We both laughed now.

She was right. I don't know why I even bothered dressing in the back room, because when I came back out and sat at his table in my white button-up blouse, tight white lace-up shorts, and silver-white 6-inch spiked heels, he immediately asked me to go to the secluded lounge and do a private strip-tease just for him, and then lap-dance for him. Before the night was out, the guy wound up asking me for ten private nude lap dances at $20 a pop.

As I wriggled nude in his lap, I could feel his big bulge throbbing under his trousers. It felt bigger than any I'd felt in a very long time. If it weren't for fear of a bouncer catching us, I would have unzipped him just to have a look. But if a dancer and a customer get caught, the bouncer throws them BOTH out for the rest of the night. And if a girl gets kicked out three times, she can never dance up on the club stage ever again. The rules keep us upscale, keep out the riff-raff, keep us from deteriorating from a gentleman's club into a sleaxy STRIP club! So reluctantly, I behaved myself now.

I could probably have gotten tips from other customers that night, but somehow I didn't care about the lost tips. I wanted only to sit at this guy's table and talk, get to know him better. I casually threw my bare leg over his trousers, and he gently, casually rubbed his hand up and down my bare thigh the rest of the night. We talked about EVERYTHING: our childhood, our adult lives, our jobs. We talked about our favorite movie, song, color, food, candy, car. We wanted to know all about each other; I was as mesmerized by him as he obviously was by ME! We talked about just EVERYTHING that night!

I told him all about my 7-year-old daughter Anmgela, how smart she is, how precocious. How my aunt watches her the four nights a week that I work at the club. And how this morning Angela had helped me pick out the outfit I had been wearing up there on stage tonight.

"I'll have to thank her!" he grinned. "For helping you look even more desirable than you already are--umm--I don't even know your NAME!"

"Patty," I whispered. "And you are?"

"Frank," he replied. "And your daughter's name is Angela?"

"Yes."

"And her father?" he asked. "I'm not going to have to fight HIM off to get to know you and your daughter, am I?"

"No," I sighed, "The coward ran off before she was even born! He didn't want the job of being Angela's daddy."

"I'd like to MEET your daughter," he smiled. "She sounds like a real sweet kid, and I might even be interested in applying for the job that jerk didn't want! I just LOVE kids, and I've often wanted to be a father to one. But first, I want to get to know YOU better. In EVERY way!"

WOW! This Frank could turn out to be a keeper!

Just then the DJ announced that it was closing time. I couldn't BELIEVE it was 2 AM already, that we had talked for SO long!

"Have you had dinner yet, Frank?" I asked. "Because I'm STARVED!"

"What's a good place to eat around here?" Frank asked.

"The only place open this late is a Mexican diner. The food there is EXCELLENT! Let me go in the back and change into my jeans and T-shirt, and I'll be ready to go."

"Oh, do you HAVE to?" he pouted. "It would be a CRIME to cover up that luscious body of yours, any more than you have to, to meet local decency laws."

"A CRIME, huh?" I teased. "Would you arrest me?"

"Yeah," he laughed. "And handcuff you, too!"

"How would you PUNISH me?"

"Oh, I don't know. I just might have to spank that pretty little bottom of yours!" he teased.

"Ooo!" I squealed in delight. "I'd LIKE that! But I was kinda hoping you'd say you'd have to give my pussy a hard, absolutely-punishing FUCK! All night LONG!"

"I'd LOVE to!" he grinned, as I watched a huge tent form up the front of his pants.

"I'll be right back!" I smiled, disappearing into the back dressing room. I decided to do as he had asked, and go out to dinner with him, still in my exotic-dance outfit, which I'd never worn out in public before, outside of the club. I thought it would be fun and daring, and he was SO cute that I was up for doing ANYTHING wild with him tonight. So instead of packing my sexy, slutty outfit, I packed my jeans and T-shirt into my back-pack and kept my costume on.

When I reentered the lounge, still in my white blouse, white lace-up mini-shorts, and silver-white spiked high heels, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. He leaned in and kissed me. His soft lips felt wonderful on mine, and I kissed him back.

I tucked my hand under his arm and asked him to escort me to the parking lot. We French-kissed all the way to my car, and his long strong, soft tongue felt WONDERFUL on mine. I wondered to myself how that same sweet tongue might feel on my already-throbbing clit, and as if he was reading my mind, Frank smiled at me mysteriously and mischievously, whispering "You'll find out soon ENOUGH how it feels, pretty Patty!"

As I drove my car to the Mexican restaurant, with Frank seated beside me, he couldn't keep his hand off my bare thigh. Believe me, I didn't mind at ALL! It had been far too long since any man had touched me that sweetly, that lovingly, that lustfully. I had bedded mostly other women lately, and they are great, women know their way around another woman's clit MUCH better than all but a VERY few men do. But I really missed the touch of a man's big hand and even bigger cock. Frank was making me feel so beautiful and so desirable now, that I hoped his would be the next cock I'd experience. And soon, very, very SOON!

Being 2:30 in the morning, we were of course the only customers in the Mexican restaurant. They gave us a nice secluded booth next to a fish tank, where we could watch the tropical fish swimming around as we talked and ate.

I sat next to Frank in the booth, instead of across from him. I put my arm around his shoulder, and he put his arm around me. When the waitress brought the basket of chips and salsa as an appetizer, we took turns feeding chips to each other. When he fed me a chip, I took it in my mouth, and his finger along with it, and I suggestively sucked on his finger. He moaned in surprised delight.

"If you're a good boy, this is just a taste of things yet to come," I gigled. "And if you're a very bad, BAD boy, well, you might just be rewarded even BETTER than if you're good!"

"What SORT of reward?" he grinned, already knowing the answer.

In silent reply, I spread his red cloth napkin in his lap, and slid my hand under it, down under the waistband of his trousers. To my pure delight, he wore no underwear, just like me, and his hard-on was every bit as big as I had hoped and imagined it would be, maybe even a little bit bigger. I was going to have FUN with this one. You bet!

I kept one hand down his pants all through dinner, and he kept one hand on my thigh, as we lovingly fed each other handfuls of marvelous assortments of delicious Mexican dishes with our free hand. I loved that his hand was on my thigh, teasing me by not going up those few inches more and under my shorts to touch my pussy, which was by now ACHING for his touch. He was being SO respectful to me, he was being a true gentleman, such a rarity at our club, and in life in general.

As we were finishing up the last few tasty morsels of our dinner, I gave his cock a gentle squeeze. I then leaned in close to that very cute Frank and whispered in his ear, my half-question and half-demand:

"Take me to your hotel room now, Frank?"

Frank

I couldnt believe it. The dancer on stage was far prettier than the picture out front. I was also very surprised I was the only man sitting there by the stage watching her, although there were other men in the club at tables with dancers doing table dances. They were doing their thing, and Patty and I were doing ours.

I fantacized about helping slide down those tight pants, but when she climbed the pole and stripped upside down I was totally enthralled. Id never seen anything like it at home, and this was far more risque than anything allowed in seattle. No wonder guys come to Hawaii on vacation. And all this time I thought it was due to the weather.

When se laid bacdk with her legs spread taking my pucture with her pussy I got hard as a rock, and wanted her totally. I would blow my whole vacation money right here, but there were ATM machines if my back account would hold out. After all it was only my first night.

Her shift on stage ended, and as she headed back o the dressing room I saw her stop and chat with another dancer. I was shocked when she let the girl kiss and lick her pussy, right out in the open for us all to see, I wanted to be that kisser

When she returned with her skimpy costume back on, she led me to the private area where we did nude lap dances until I ran out of cash. Then we sat and talked a long time and she told me aboiut herself. It could all have been just a line, but I had the feeling she was telling the truth, it was all so plausible.

We headed to a Mexican place at closing. we talked some more and fed each other chips and salsa, and I especially enjoyed purposely spilling some sauce on her little bra and tits, and with no one looking, licked it off

Then she invited herself to my hotel room. She had already admitted that she often took people home with her, both men and girls from the club. I knew she was as turned on as I was, and chalked it up to our shared libido. We drove to the Breakers where no one knew me, but the manager was looking out the window and saw us enter the room.

We kissed, and I slid her bra off and kissed her beautiful breasts. She was in the bathroom when I heard a loud knock on the door. the manager stormed in and informed me that they didnt tolerate this sort of behavior on their premises. I asked what he was ralking about, and he loudly complained about me bringing in a hooker. I knew Patty made her money as a dancer, not sharing it with some pimp. this was just the frosting on her cake. She walked back in my room with her tits bare, as i informed the manager that she was a friend and had just come from a costume party. Then I blurted out that she was my fiance and we were going to be married.

He apologized and left, and there we were. She looked at me and said "are you serious?"

I sat on the bed and slid down her tight laced pants, baring the pussy i wanted so much. I looked up at her and told her I was in love with her. She pressed forward burying my face between her boobs and we held each other tight as she said she would think about it and give me an answer in the morning

I didnt blame her after Angela's father had dumped her, and she must get a marriage proposal or two almost every night. But as I undressed and we fell into bed, she kissed me and held me and purred in my ear and told me that the idea sounded wonderful, but we has so much to learn about each other. As I slid my cock into her, I knew I was in heaven and told her so. She whispered that she was too as she met each thrust and made me feel wanted too.

It was late. It was almost dawn in seattle when we fell asleep. It had been a long day for me and she had been on her feet dancing and we needed our rest. In the morning she got her backpack and put on her jeans and top, and we went to pick up her daughter from her aunt

It was a very nice place, and as Patty was in the back getting Angela, her aunt asked mt what our relationship was and my intentions. I wondered how many guys she had brought here after a night of merriment to pick up Angela, but i told her that we were very close and that I hoped it would become a permanent arrangement. She nodded and I wondered what she thought as I was introduced to a very sweet and cute little girl, an image of her lovely mother.

Patty

Frank had accepted my not-so-subtle suggestion that he take me back to his hotel room. The hotel manager glared at me in my exotic dancer outfit. "Bet he thinks I'm a hooker!" I whispered to Frank, laughing.

I didn't even have to ASK Frank to love me, to love my body. No sooner did Frank lock the door behind us, than he removed my bra and thrillingly kissed all over my 38D breasts. So many of the girls at the club have been surgically enhanced, and their boobs look so obviously fake, whereas me, I'm truly and naturally beautiful, nature and daily workouts have really blessed me in that way. And Frank's kisses, licks, and sucks showed me he truly enjoyed the natural beauty of my breasts now.

I loved Frank's description of how my exposed pussy up on stage had reminded him of a camera taking his picture from between my legs. This gave me an idea. I stripped off my white lace-up shorts, laid down on the bed, and put my little instant Polaroid camera right up in front of my pussy. I asked Frank if he'd act like he's slipping his cock into my pussy and let me take his picture with my "pussy cam".

"Something to remember you by, on all those lonely nights after you fly back home to Seattle," I smiled, as I clicked the shutter on his cock approaching my pussy. I then moved the camera aside, and invited his luscious cock to approach even closer to my pussy, and to slip its way inside. It felt SO damned good to finally have a man gently, sweetly, lovingly fucking me now. I had gotten so worked up at the club tonight, and it had been FAR too many nights since the last time a nice hard cock had slipped into me. I just laid back and enjoyed him now, softly purring and moaning, as he so sweetly and lovingly fucked me now. "Mmmmmmm!"

After we both came, I really had to pee. I get really thirsty dancing at the club, so I drink a lot of water, and between that and about 25 minutes of the sweetest and most amazing fucking with Frank, I couldn't hold back relieving myself any longer.

When I emerged from the bathroom, still naked, the hotel manager was hollering at Frank about how his hotel doesn't tolerate customers dragging hookers up to their room. I am normally very free and open about my body, being an exotic dancer and all, and I happen to think every bit of me is quite lusciously beautiful. But this hotel manager's prudishness was actually making me feel embarrassed now, so I wrestled myself back into my tight white cotton lace-up shorts. I was about to cover-up my breasts with my white blouse now, when Frank REALLY surprised me!

"She is a FRIEND!" Frank huffed at the hotel manager. "And we have just come from a costume party."

"I LOVE being your friend," I kissed Frank on the cheek. "But be honest with this hotel manager now, Frank darling. I think he can see for himself that we're more than JUST friends, aren't we, Frank?"

The hotel manager still seemed unconvinced that I'm no hooker.

"Well," Frank grinned, "Not that it's any of YOUR business, Mister Hotel Manager, but since she ASKED me to tell you, it just so happens that Patty here is my fiance, and we are going to be married. You just insulted my bride-to-be, calling her a HOOKER! The NERVE! You owe us BOTH an apology."

The hotel manager backed out of our room, bowing deeply to us both, and apologizing profusely.

Frank locked the door behind the hotel manager, and I threw my arms around his neck, kissing him deeply, passionately, and mashing my big bare breasts against his chest. "Oh, Frank, that was BEAUTIFUL! Thank you for defending my honor!"

"I meant what I said!" he whispered. "I truly do hope that you will some day want to become my WIFE!"

I was stunned. But after I had made the mistake of falling like a ton of bricks for Angela's smooth-talking father, I wasn't about to open myself up for a deep hurt at the hands of this smooth-talking stranger, despite his refined, polished, very elegant and classy good looks, and his sweet, gentle way of making love with me.

"We have to get to know each other a WHOLE lot better before we should even DISCUSS anything like this, Frank. And besides, you're going to be going back to Seattle when your vacation is over, and I'll probably never see you again. So let's just accept this for what it is, a very sweet sexual affair, nothing more, nothing less."

"But I WANT it be more!" Frank smiled. "Much, MUCH more!" As if to prove it, he called the airline right then and there and cancelled his return flight home to Seattle.

"Why the hell did you do THAT?" I laughed, amazed.

"I'll extend my vacation here as long it takes to win you over, Patty," Frank smiled.

"But you'll go BROKE, staying here and not working!" I protested.

"Don't worry about ME!" Frank laughed. "I've socked away a tidy nest egg. Besides, I don't work, I live on my investments, they pay quite handsomely."

"Well, if you're sure you want to stay. I WOULD enjoy getting to know you better. But let's just take it one day at a time, Frank. No more marriage talk, OK?"

"Agreed," Frank smiled. "No more proposals. For NOW, anyway. But just know that I am thinking in that direction, and I intend to woo you and to wow you for however long it takes, until you say yes to me."

"That's fine, Frank. Let's start a relationship, and see where it leads us."

We spent the rest of the night talking and making slow, sweet love. We would fall asleep in each other's arms for a while, then wake up and make love again, a little more pillow-talk, and then fall asleep again. This went on five or six times through the night, until we awakened to the golden Hawaiian sunrise streaming through the curtains of Frank's hotel room.

I kissed Frank and dressed in the jeans and T-shirt I had packed in my back-pack last night.

"I have to pick up my daughter Angela from my aunt's house now. Why don't you find a nice sightseeing tour of Honolulu for the day, and I'll meet you back here at your hotel for dinner. Say about 7:00 tonight?"

"I don't like the idea of being away from YOU all day," Frank pouted.

"I don't like the idea, either, Frank." Then I picked up the Polaroid photo I had taken of his hard-on last night, and I smiled in admiration of the photo's subject. "But at least I'll have the best-looking part of you WITH me all day!" I purred, slipping the photo into my purse to take with me, and to admire every chance I could throughout the day, whenever I was sure nobody else could see what I was looking at.

"So if NEITHER of us really wants to spend the day apart, Patty, why don't you let me come WITH you to your aunt's house?" Frank smiled. "I would LOVE to meet your daughter."

"That's right," I said, "You DID tell me last night that you might want to apply for the too-long-vacant job of being Angela's daddy. Besides, if you're going to start a relationship with ME, you SHOULD meet the person who is most precious to me in all the world. OK," I agreed, "I suppose it would be OK if you come along to pick up Angela."

"Should I pick up a gift for her along the way?" Frank asked.

"Better not to, Frank. Angela's a very smart 7-year-old, she'd just think you're trying to BUY her affection. What she wants and needs is for people to spend TIME with her, not give her gifts."

My aunt has the old wisdom of the islands, passed down through the generations, and she can tell about a person's character right away. When we dropped in to pick up Angela, she seemed to take an instant liking to Frank. "This one's a true gem, Patty," Aunt Leilani whispered to me, "Not like SOME of the guys you've brought by here in the past."

I knew she was referring to Angela's father. She had seen the flaws in his character right away, and Aunt Leilani had tried to warn me about him several times, but I had been too young, too stupid, and too enfatuated with him at the time to listen to her. Sadly, painfully, she had turned out to be SO right about Angela's dad! So when my very wise old aunt told me now, about Frank, "Don't let this one get away!" I decided I'd better listen to her genuine old-time Hawaiian wisdom about such matters.

As we drove away from my Aunt Leilani's house, Frank asked, "So, what's on the agenda today, Patty?"

"I don't know. I don't work tonight, so I have the whole day and evening clear. I figured Angela and I would take you around to see the sights, since you told me that this is your first visit to Hawaii in a VERY long time, and you've probably FORGOTTEN more of the islands than you can remember any more. Why, what do YOU want to do today, Frank?"

"Well," Frank smiled. "I just LOVE animals. I've heard that Hawaii has some GREAT zoos! Do you like the zoo, Angela?"

Angela's sweet little face, a miniature reflection of my own, lit-up into a million-watt smile now, at the idea of going to the zoo with us.

I could see what Frank was doing now. He wanted to get to know my daughter on her own level, sharing moments and building memories they could BOTH enjoy and cherish. I loved him all the more for wanting to do this for her.

"As a matter of fact, one of Hawaii's finest zoos is less than a mile from my Aunt Leilani's house!" I grinned. "So we're almost there already!"

The entrance to the zoo is a long path lined with all sorts of exotic native Hawaiian trees, with a colorful assortment of native birds perched in many of the tree limbs, letting out their strange and fascinating variety of tropical rain-forest yells and screeches. Frank was as fascinated to see all of this for the very first time, as Angela always is every time I bring her here.

Finally, we got to the main zoo itself. There were the "imported" animals first: the usual giraffes picking leaves off the highest limbs of trees, then the lions, the elephants, and so on. Frank and Angela laughed in unison at the silly antics of the monkeys, and I loved that the two people I love the most were already starting to bond with each other, even if only a little bit.

Next we came to the section of the zoo with native Hawaiian species. Finally the aquarium of all sorts of colorful and odd-shaped fish. Frank laughed merrily at the ridiculously long name, as he admired the colorfully-striped Hawaiian state fish: Humuhumunukunukuapua'a. Finally, there was the clear-plastic walled tunnel under the ocean, where we all could look up to watch whales, dolphins, sharks, and sting-rays swimming over our heads.

Frank soaked it all up with the same innocent, child-like fascination as Angela did, and I smiled to see the two of them already starting to bond. Auntie Leilani was right, this man has a very sweet soul, definitely a keeper! I knew now that if I ever did accept Frank's marriage proposal, Angela would always look back fondly on this day as the first day she got to know and like her new daddy. And that thought truly warmed my heart now.

As we exited the aquarium, back into the main zoo, Frank spotted a small food push-cart. "Oooo, cotton candy!" Frank grinned. "I just LOVE cotton candy." Frank reached in his pocket and pulled-out his wallet. "Oh, gosh DARN it!" he mumbled, obviously not wanting to swear in front of my daughter, which I truly appreciated now. "I only have enough money on me right now to buy ONE."

The food vendor handed Frank his paper cone of blue cotton candy, and Frank took a big mouthful.

"Hey, no fair--" Angela began to pout. I suspected we were in for a real bratty, foot-stomping rage from Angela now. But before Angela could even get started on her temper tantrum, Frank knelt down and extended the paper cone to Angela.

"I bought it for us to SHARE!" Frank smiled. "You would share with ME if you had cotton candy and I didn't, wouldn't you, Angela?"

"Uh, huh," Angela nodded. She took a big, long lick at it, more candy smearing her face than actually making it into her mouth. "Cuz mommy says only MEAN people don't share with others!"

"Your mommy is right. So, am I a mean man, Angela?" Frank asked, looking worried, as he gently patted the smear of cotton-candy off of Angela's face with his big white handkerchief.

"No," Angela replied. "You look like a nice man. And mommy and Auntie Leilani seem to like you, so I guess you're not so bad, if THEY like you."

"What about you?" Frank asked solicitously. "Do YOU like me, Angela?"

"You're OK, I guess," Angela mumbled.

Frank seemed satisfied with that answer for now, but I could already see the wheels turning in his head, about how time spent together with both of us might eventually make him more than just "OK, I guess" in my daughter's eyes.

I knew he was already a lot more than just "OK, I guess" in MY eyes, and I threw my arms around Frank's neck and kissed him passionately, as my thanks for wanting to be part of my life and my daughter's.

"Oh, MOMMY!" Angela whined. "Don't be YUCKY!"

Frank and I both laughed at Angela's remark. "Let's save the yucky stuff for when we're alone again at your hotel tonight," I whispered throatily, seductively in Frank's ear. "OK?"

Frank

It was such fun going to the zoo with Angela. I hadnt been to the zoo with a child since i was divorced while my kids were still small. Every Sunday you would see fathers there with small kids and it just broke my heart. In the time of separation, we onky did it twice. I couldnt take it

With Angela and Patty, I felt as if we were a family.Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but it felt right and we enjoyed each other. I was enthralled with the sights of the spectacular facility, but there was nothing as spectacular as the smile on my face and the happiness in my heart being with them.

After Angela and i shared the cotton candy, and both of us had sticky hands and faces, she took my hand and we walked to the car after Patty and i kissed, and i was on a cloud when Patty promised more "yucky" stuff later.

I had realizes she had done most of the talking telling me aboiut herself and her life, but I had revealed very little about myself, except that i loved her and wanted her. How could she make a decision without knowing me better. We needed to talk more.

I wondered what Patty had in mind when she said we would be in the hotel room tonight, alone. What would we do with Angela?

We needed to let things develope some more. Where would she take us next?

Patty

I knew that I wanted to be alone with Frank at his hotel again tonight, that I NEEDED his slow, loving fuck again tonight, or I'd NEVER be able to get to sleep for dreaming of him and missing him. But on the other hand, we three -- my daughter, Frank, and me -- were all starting to bond as a family too, and I certainly didn't want THAT to end too soon! I wasn't at all sure WHAT to do!

As we were driving away from the zoo, Frank asked, "So, where to next, ladies?"

As if in answer, we passed a sign on the highway, advertising a local amusement park.

I already knew what Angela was going to say, before she even said it: "Can we go there, mommy? Huh, huh? Can we go there, please, oh PLEASE?"

"Yeah, Patty," Frank laughed. "Can we go to the amusement park now? Please, oh PLEASE?"

So I'll give you two guesses where we went NEXT!

Frank and Angela competed to make the silliest face in the House of Mirrors. At the bumper-car ride, Frank and Angela tried to outdo each other in how hard one could ram their bumper-car into the other, as they both laughed and shrieked in delight.

"Let's get Mommy!" Angela shrieked at Frank.

"Hey, two against one!" I laughed. "No FAIR!" But it was too late. Angela circled around to the left, Frank circled around to the right, and they both came charging at me, hard and fast, from opposite directions. There was nowhere to go now, to get out of their way. Whump! from the left. Bash! from the right. And we all three couldn't stop our gleeful laughter now.

Sadly, the ride was over now, and we had to surrender our bumper cars to the next people in line. As we left the ride, the bumper-cars operator said, "You and your husband have a beautiful and DELIGHTFUL daughter!"

My HUSBAND! Boy, how I liked the sound of THAT! But it was still WAY to soon to tell Frank that I was even mulling over his marriage proposal of last night, much less than I was already starting to lean heavily toward answering YES!

"Where to next, Angela?" Frank asked. "Today is YOUR day!"

Just then, my cell phone rang. It was my Aunt Leilani.

"Do you think your new boyfriend would like a nice, home-cooked dinner tonight?" she asked.

"Oh, I'm sure he would!" I chuckled. "Why?"

"Well, can you be here in about an hour? I've fixed some pineapple-glazed smoked pork, sauteed bamboo shoots, fresh-squeezed guava juice."

I covered the phone and told Frank what Aunt Leilani had just said.

"Mmmm!" Frank purred. "Sounds DELICIOUS. I'm getting hungry just THINKING about it. Tell your Aunt we'll be right over!"

"You're in for a treat!" Angela grinned. "Auntie is the best cook on all the islands!"

"She's right!" I laughed. "I try not to eat over there TOO much, though! I don't think you'd have given me $200 in tips at the gentleman's club the night we met, if I'd allowed myself to gain 300 pounds on my Aunt Leilani's cooking!"

"I COULD tell you that I'd love you no matter what you look like, Patty," Frank laughed. "And now that I know you better, that's probably true. But you're right, I probably wouldn't have given you a second look the other night if you weighed-in at 300-plus pounds, dancing up on that stage. What can I say, we men are all just such PIGS!"

Frank and I both laughed. "I forgive you, Frank. And I love you." I wrapped my arms around Frank's neck and kissed him. "Sorry, Angela," I smiled. "Mommy can't HELP but getting yucky around this wonderful man."

"It's OK, mommy. He's a NICE man. He DESERVES a kiss from you!"

So now that I had my daughter's permission, I kissed Frank again, with such a passion that I nearly knocked him over backwards.

"OK, Mommy!" Angela smiled sweetly, innocently. "That's enough of the yuck for now. OK?"

"OK, sweetie," I laughed.

All through dinner, Frank and I held hands and made mushy google eyes at each other.

When we finished dinner, Aunt Leilani asked me to help her get dessert ready in the kitchen.

"I noticed you two can't keep your eyes or your hands off of each other," Aunt Lailani observed.

"Oh, Auntie, I think I'm falling madly, deeply, completely in love with Frank already! And Angela seems to really like him, too! He could be the ONE!"

"I can see how much you two love and care for each other. And I can see he has a truly kind soul. Is he a good and giving, caring and considerate lover to you?"

"How did YOU know we're already lovers?"

"It shows, dear, believe me, it SHOWS! In your eyes, in his eyes, in YOUR body language, and in his."

"Oh, Auntie, I never could fool YOU! Oh, he is the sweetest, kindest, gentlest, most loving, most giving, most generous lover EVER! I never KNEW a man could make love with me the way that HE does!"

"Better than your WOMEN lovers?"

"Oh, yes, much, MUCH better!"

"Than go to him tonight, dear! Lie in his arms, kiss him, caress him, suck him, ride him, show him how much you truly care for him, care ABOUT him, want him, need him, love him. Let ME watch Angela tonight, and you spend quality alone-time with your man, your one true love, tonight. All night! I'll take care of your daughter tonight. This is my gift to YOU, my niece!"

I hugged Aunt Leilani tightly now. "Oh, Auntie, you are the BEST! This is the most wonderful gift anyone has EVER given me."

"Save those hugs for your man!" Aunt Leilani smiled. "He needs them more than I do!"

Auntie and I brought out four dishes of home-made, hand-made pineapple ice cream, topped with sliced strawberries, mangoes, and papyas.

After dinner, Angela spoke up in her usual precocious way: "I'm staying with Auntie tonight, Frank. So take my mommy to your hotel tonight, and show her how much you love her. And treat her gently. Don't be mean or hurtful to my mommy tonight, or you'll have to answer to ME! OK, Frank?"

"I promise," Frank smiled. "I will make your mommy VERY happy tonight.

I looked at Frank and slowly, suggestively licked my lips. "No happier than I'm going to make YOU tonight, my love!" I answered, in a too-loud stage whisper.

"Go, you two!" Auntie encouraged us now. "Go right now, and start making each other DELIRIOUSLY happy!"

I kissed and hugged my daughter goodbye and good-night. Frank and I climbed into my car, and I drove us off to the Breakers Hotel where he was staying.

No sooner were we in Frank's room, than I hungrily started stripping his shirt off of him. I eagerly wrestled his sleeves down his powerfully-muscled manly arms, then leaned in to kiss and lick the rippling muscles of his deliciously hunky chest. I then gently nibbled at his chest, until his strong arms gently pushed me away.

He grasped the bottom of my T-shirt, tugging it out of my jeans, lifting my T-shirt past my stomach, and over my big, round breasts. I raised my arms straight up above my head, and he pulled my T-shirt up and completely off of me now, tossing it into a nearby chair.

I grasped his head in both of my hands, and pressed it deep into my cleavage. As he kissed his way around my enormous boobies, he reached around behind me and unfastened the two tiny silver clips that held my sheer, sexy black lace bra on. As my bra slowly, softly fluttered down to the floor, he hungrily sucked and nibbled on first one nipple, then the other.

His powerful hands then squeezed my 38Ds tightly together, so tightly that he was able to suck both of my nipples up into his mouth at the SAME time. No man had EVER done this for me before, and it felt INDESCRIBABLY wonderful!

I unbuckled his belt, and I reached out to unzip his pants. But he gently slapped my hand to discourage me.

"Not yet!" he whispered softly, smiling mischievously.

He then knelt down before me on his knees, pressed his palm against the front of my jeans, and gently squeezed and released, squeezed and released. I took a sharp intake of breath as he repeatedly squeezed my pussy through my tight jeans, applying just a little more pressure with each squeeze.

Finally, he began to slowly unzip my jeans. I mean, like it took him ten minutes to lower my zipper a mere half an inch. This teasing was getting me SO wet, SO hungry for his cock, and he knew it, and he was relishing this sweet torment of me now.

"Don't forget," I groaned in frustration at his slow pace. "If you don't treat her mommy VERY good tonight, Angela's gonna GET you!"

We both laughed, helping me to calm down a little from climbing the walls with lustful desires for my new man now.

But then Frank started heating me up uncontrollably all over again. For the next ten or fifteen minutes, he pressed his index finger flat up against the front of my jeans, and began slowly stroking his finger up and down, only the thin denim fabric of my jeans separating his stroking finger from my wide-open, dripping-wet, cock-hungry pussy now. All the while, his other hand was painstakingly-slowly lowering the zipper of my jeans about another half inch.

"I can't WAIT any longer!" I wailed. I grabbed his left hand and shoved it roughly, eagerly down the waistband of my jeans and over my hot, wet, juicy slit. My fingers bent and curled his long, slender middle finger, and roughly jammed it into my slit.

Slowly, sweetly, his curled finger massaged my soft, spongy G-spot, then slowly withdrew, pressing and dragging against my VERY horny clit.

I clasped his right hand in mine, and together we made VERY short work of tugging the zipper of my jeans the rest of the way down, all the while his left middle finger continuing to make slow, sweet love to my throbbing clit and my dewy-moist G-spot.

I wriggled my hips seductively, and as I did, my jeans slid slowly down my legs, until they were bunched around my ankles. Frank helpfully knelt down and gently tugged my jeans off of me, over my ankles and my feet.

Since he was already kneeling before me anyway, he took this opportunity to nuzzle his face between my thighs, and to kiss my pussy lips and then my clit. His tongue glided past my clit, into my juicy slit, to slurp at my G-spot, then back out over my clit again. He kept sliding his tongue in and out of me, over both my clit and my G-spot. I grasped the sides of his head in both of my hands, and eagerly shoved his head in even closer to me. I could barely stand before him under the knee-buckling influence of his sweetly-invading tongue, and I tossed my head way back until I was staring straight up at the ceiling. I moaned, I wailed, I shrieked in delight, and Frank just would not, colud not, stop pleasuring me with his tongue.

"So," Frank laughed between long, loud tongue-slurps on my aching, ready-to-explode clit, "Is Angela going to have to punish me for being SO bad to his mommy tonight?"

"No," I moaned. "You aren't BAD to me at all! You are GOOD! So very GOOD!" And with that I came, shaking and moaning, and flooding his mouth, his lips, his tongue, his whole face, with about five minutes of a non-stop torrent of pussy juices now. "So very, VERY good!" I moaned.

When I could finally stop gasping for breath, I sunk to my knees before Frank, his belt still unbuckled. In one swift, ferocious tug, I had his zipper undone, and in a second eager tug, I had his pants down around HIS ankles now!

Although I had already seen it before, I still couldn't help but marvel how spectacularly beautiful his thick, hard cock looks. But I wanted a lot more than to merely LOOK at it. So I flattened my tongue and, starting at his balls, I took one rapid, loud, eager, non-stop slurp, all the way up his shaft and over his cock head. I opened my lips wide, and eagerly wrapped them around just the very tip of his cock head, pausing, lingering there, for several very long moments. Then I hollowed my cheeks, and sucked him down in one swift gulp, sucking him more powerfully than a Hoover vaccuum cleaner! My GOD but he felt so damned wonderful, thrusting and throbbing in my mouth now!

His knees began to wobble under my eager, skillful cock-sucking now, and I thought he would collapse at any moment. So I backed my mouth off of him, reached up with both hands, pressed hard against his stomach, and very roughly shoved him into a nearby chair. I then crawled across the floor on my hands and knees, smiling like the cat who just swallowed the canary, just the way I had first approached him up on stage at the gentlemen's club where I work, on the night Frank and I first met.

I slid my head between his knees, and resumed sucking him just where I had left off, my tongue licking up his shaft, sucking him in, swirling my tongue all over his deeply-buried cock in my mouth. I was enjoying this every bit as much as HE was, you betcha!

When he finally came very powerfully in my mouth, I gulped hard, rapidly and reatedly. The fact that I was SO eager to swallow-down his come just seemed to make him want to come more and more. Finally, I could sense he had no more come to give me, at least for the moment, so I backed my mouth off of him, but I didn't swallow his final load just yet, preferring to savor the taste and feel of his sweet spunk swishing around in my mouth for a while.

He scooped me up in his powerful arms, and carried me to the bathroom. He spread a towel on the countertop beside the sink, and he set me down there. He rested his palms on my knees, and gently pried them apart. He spread another towel on the cold tile bathroom floor, sunk to his knees before me, and took 20 or 25 rapid tongue-swipes across my clit, until she was fully exposed, red and throbbing. He sucked my clit up past his soft, sweet, full lips, and then his teeth began gently nibbling on my hard, pulsating little pleasure center. I tossed my head back skyward again, and I moaned even louder than before. Then as he nibbled on my clit, his tongue slithered past my wide-open pussy lips, to lick passionately, hungrily at my G-spot.

That did it. I grabbed his ears in my hands and tried to shove his entire head into my widse-open, VERY hungry pussy. I slid myself forward to the very edge of the countertop. My thighs trembled and thrust like an earthquake, and with a powerful kicking lunge of my legs, I absolutely EXPOLODED my love-cream, simultaenously out of my G-spot and my happily-throbbing love button. DAMN this man is good! God, how I DO love him, truly, deeply, passionately!

Frank stood up before me. I grasped his cock and slowly, lazily pumped it in my fist. It looked so familiar to me already, yet strangely new and fascinating to admire in its every detail.

Frank gently removed my hand from around his wonderful hard cock, and he grasped it in his own hand, stepping forward toward me. Still sitting atop the sink countertop, I opened my knees wider. He guided his cock right to the very edge of my wide-open pussy slit, and he paused there. I wrapped my bare legs around his naked back, pressing my feet into his shoulder-blades to gently pull him in. Slowly, gently, his hard-on began to push its way into me, and I purred like the contented kitty-cat I was now.

We must have fucked slowly, lazily, lovingly, on that sink countertop for maybe 35, 40 minutes, neither of us wanting to come just yet, neither of us wanting this special and magical moment to end yet. But then his cock began to twitch a tiny bit more rapidly, a tiny bit more eagerly now. I knew then that I wanted to come at last, and to feel him come in me, too.

I began to squeeze my pussy muscles around his cock each time he slid down into me, squeezing a little harder each time, squeezing his wonderful hardness a little more frequently, as his in-and-out thrusts began to become more rapid, too. After about another ten or fifteen minutes of gradually increasing the pace, we were slamming and thrusting hard and fast against each other now, like two bumper-cars recklessly slamming against each other.

"If I don't come soon, I'm gonna just die!" Frank wailed.

"Not yet," I whispered, "Not quite yet."

His cock crammed into me very quickly now, slamming and banging and jamming itself into my clit and G-spot. I was thrashing and moaning and wailing uncontrollably.

Then on one of his very rapid thrusts, deep down into me, his cock pulsed and flared and stretched-out my pussy lips to their maximum and beyond.

"Ok, NOW!" I shrieked, clamping my pussy muscles down VERY tight around his cock. "NOW, Frank!" I screamed. "NOW!"

He came just as I did. Our genitals were both spasming uncontrollably, simultaneously, soaking our skin and the towels with thick, warm globs of liquid lust.

We soaked two washcloths in warm, soapy water and tenderly, lovingly washed the love-goop off of each other. We then strolled hand in hand to Frank's bed, gently kissing each other the whole way.

Frank lay face-up on the bed, and I stretched myself face-down on top of him, my head nestled comfortably in his very manly chest. I grasped his still semi-hard cock in both of my hands, and guided it into my freshly-fucked pussy. He wrapped his powerful arms around my back, kissed me softly, delicately on the lips, and just like that, we both fell into a gentle, peaceful, deeply-contented sleep.

We awoke at 3:00 the next morning, showered together, and lovingly dressed each other. I drove us to the airport, where we hopped on a chartered helicopter to Maui. The helicopter set us down on the rim of the inactive Halleakolah (Hawaiian for "House of the Sun") volcano, 10,000 feet above sea level, where you can see the most spectacular sunrise in all the Hawaiian islands. We told the pilot to return and pick us up in 90 minutes. When the chopper was out of sight and I was sure that the piolt could no longer see us, I lovingly stripped Frank out of his clothes, and he stripped me completely naked as well.

We both lay on our sides on the black volcanic rock at the very rim of the volcano, wrapping our arms and legs around each other. I delicately grasped his cock in my hand, and slowly, lovingly pumped it in my fist until it was all nice and hard.

I had timed this perfectly, for just then the first few rays of the yellow-orange Hawaiian sunrise were peeking over the rim of Halleakolah. I gently guided Frank's massive cock into my swollen, wet pussy, and at that very moment, the fiery yellow-orange burst forth above the mountaintop in all its glory. We wrapped our arms and legs around each other, and we French-kissed, eagerly, deeply, passionately. I squeezed my pussy tight, Frank pulsed and throbbed and thrust himself very deeply down into me. The sun rose straight up over our heads now, and at that very second, Frank and I both came, intensely, powerfully. I knew that in coming with the spectacular Hawaiian sunrise, Frank and I had just shared a moment that the two of us would cherish for all eternity.

We dressed now, and walked around the mountain-top, looking down at the crashing waves of the sea far below us, and peering deep down into the cone of the inactive volcano crater, until the helicopter returned to pick us up.

As we flew back to Honolulu, grinning idiotically, we kept whipering soft, sincerely-felt "I love you's" to each other.

"I still want to make love with you on the beach, in the sand, in the pounding surf," Frank grinned.

"Let's do that TONIGHT, Frank," I smiled in reply. "Making love on a Hawaiian beach as you watch the sunset, is ALMOST as wonderful and magical as making love atop Halleakolah at sunrise! Meanwhile, neither of us has gotten a wink of sleep since we first met, so I suggest we go our separate ways now for a few hours, and I'll meet you on the beach at 5:00. Sunset is at 5:23 tonight."

As I dropped Frank back at the Breakers Hotel, I gave him directions to a secluded beach that the tourists don't know about. "Meet me there at 5:00 SHARP!"

I then picked up my 7-year-old daughter Angela from my Aunt Leilani's house, and drove us both home. I flopped down into my bed, exhausted but VERY content.

Angela lay down beside me in my bed and nestled in my arms.

"Did your new boyfriend make you happy last night, Mommy?" she asked sweetly, innocently. You sometime gotta wonder how much these precocious kids really understand.

I kissed her forehead, smiled, and answered, "Yes, sweetie. Frank made mommy very, VERY happy last night!"

And with that, my daughter and I both fell into a deep, restful sleep.

We both awakened to my doorbell ringing at 4:00 PM. It was my Aunt Leilani. "I came over to watch Angela for you," she smiled. "I believe that you have a date to show your man, AHEM! shall we say, the WONDERS of a spectacular Hawaiian sunset on a secluded beach tonight!"

I kissed Aunt Leilani on the cheek. "THANK you!" I gushed. "You are SO sweet to me."

I changed into my teeniest bright-yellow bikini, and slipped a bright-blue Hawaiian-print shirt over it, depicting surfers riding the waves. This left my long, shapely dancer legs completely bare, and falsely suggested that I was naked underneath. I knew that Frank's eyes would absolutely BULGE when he saw me in this shirt, and his TROUSERS would bulge when he saw my teeny-weeny yellow bikini underneath.

I kissed my daughter goodbye, hopped in my car, and eagerly raced off for my sunset tryst on the secluded beach with my kind, loving, generous new boyfriend, who had ALREADY stolen my heart. The gas pedal was to the floor my whole drive over there, I was THAT eager now!

Frank

After Patty left me off at the breakers I laid in bed resting, and thinking about us. I really didnt have time to sleep, i had things to do and think about.

Patty had told me about being bi. It all started with her roommate when she was in college. Now she plays off and on with one of the girls at the club, and even sometimes with a female customer when she finds one thar turns her on. The thought if it excited me, and i was comfortable with it. In fact I hoped that she would let me play too, so I could watch her.

I even didnt mind the idea of her getting it on with a guy she met there if she got turned on. All I asked for was honesty, in return for the happiness of being with her as my wife, and Angela as my daughter.

There were so many things to discuss though. She was under the impression that I didnt work, and that I lived off my investments. True, I had some, but i had a business that I just couldnt leave, and i needed to tell her about all my history too, and she hadnt given me the chance.

I loved that after i spent my cash with her dancing at the club, and the very last of it buying the cotton candy for me and Angela, Patty paid for everything at the amusement park out of the wad in her pocket which she had earned from me. So, she was sharing with me too, and laughing about it.

In mid afternoon, I called a cab. we made two stops. The first was at an ATM machine so I could at least pay the cab fare to the beach. Then we made another stop and we were on the way. When I told the driver the destination, he laughed and said he knew the way. Apparently others beside Patty knew of this special beach, but when we pulled into the parking area there was her car, with her beside it with a picnic basket and blanket

Together we walked out on the sand and spread the blanket. She doffed her shirt, revealing a very skimpy little yellow bikini bottom. I dont know why she bothered. It wouldnt be on long, and Id seen her nude at the club and again in my room and then this morning on the mountain.

I took her into my arms and kissed her, running my hands down her back, and into the cloth and cupped her asscheeks and held her close. Then I slid the wisp of cloth down and she stood there before me naked. she pirouetted and posed, as if this was a photo shoot for Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue.

Her wet and delicious cunt I had enjoyed so much glistened in the sunlight. I whispered to her that she was undressed, and took her into my arms and kissed her again. Behind her back I opened the little box I'd picked up at the jewelry store, and slipped the ring on her finger.

"Now you are complete my love", I said as she looked at it it in awe.

We sunk to the blanket and i was undressed too. She sobbed and cried as my cock entered her, and i again told her I wanted her to be my wife, and Angela my daughter. She didnt say no, and she accepted the ring. With her arms tight around me and me up in her pumping vigorously, she told me she loved me. Then we came together and she blurted out YES

All that remained were the details to be worked out as we laid there together watching the sunset, and as the sun faded and it got colder, wrap ourselves in the blanket and lie there together, while i told her a lot more about myself that she needed to know. There was no obstacle in our way that couldnt be overcome, with tolerance and space and acceptance, and for her it was all worth every bit of it.

Damn! I hadn't meant to tell Frank yes, and I had just blurted it out in the heat of passion, making love on that romatic beach against the magnificent red setting sun. After I calmed down, I told Frank I wasn't ready to say yes to him just yet. He needed to learn to be patient, to stop pressuring me. I told him I was certain I would say yes eventually, but only when I felt ready, not when he was pressuring me into a premature yes like I had just given him.

True, I love him very much, but neither my daughter nor I had interacted with him NEARLY enough for me to be ready for marriage just yet. Angela's father had hurt me just TOO much for me to rush into anything, to trust a man with my heart, and with my precious daughter, just yet.

So as beautiful as Frank's ring AND his proposal both were, I had to give his ring back to him, for now. "It's just too soon!" I cried, holding him tenderly and kissing him. "I'm not saying no, I'm just not ready to say yes just yet."

We were both hurting a little now. Frank asked me if it was because he had straightened out my false impression that he can live just off his investments without working. I told him I make enough dancing to support all three of us (Frank, my daughter, and me), and I love him for his kind soul and how well he treats me and my 7-year-old daughter, not for his money. But the realization that he would have to go back to Seattle, back to work, before his money ran out, and away from ME, had certainly helped me to regret my too-early, too-eager yes tonight.

"You'll have to settle your affairs in Seattle, Frank," I sighed, "for however long that takes. Then come back to Hawaii to see me, to live here with me, and ask me again, and I am 99.9% certain that I will give you a yes again, but without ANY reservations next time."

With a mixture of sadness, love, and lust, we continued to hug tightly, his cock still inside of me, and we gently rolled around on the deserted stretch of sand, as the surf playfully lapped at our naked bodies.

We watched the bright-red sun disappear over the horizon, a tiny white triangle of a distant sailboat in stark contrast to the redness of the sun. The sadness of the sunset matched the sadness of our mood, in what was otherwise a very sweet and romantic moment. The moment could only be called bittersweet.

It was getting very dark now, and it was time for me to go home to my daughter. I didn't bother putting my yellow bikini back on, I simply covered myself with my blue shirt that barely covered-up my naked pussy and ass. As I drove home, my shirt rode up, exposing my pussy, which Frank so wonderfully played with, heating me up SO much, all the way home. As we drove back and his fingers so exquisitely pleasured my pussy, I told Frank how sad I was that I had had to reverse my yes to him, and I didn't think I could sleep at all tonight if I simply dropped him back at his hotel.

He agreed, he wouldn't be able to sleep alone tonight either. So we decided that he and I both needed for him to spend the night at my house, in my bed, in my arms, comforting each other, and talking over our relationship.

When we got to my house, Aunt Leilani greeted us at the door. She had already read Angela a bedtime story and tucked her into bed. I crept into Angela's room on tiptoes, softly kissed her cheek, and crept back out again, a sad-but-happy tear rolling down my cheek.

Aunt Leilani told Frank and me to both sit down on my couch.

"Frank," she began, "you need to stop pressuring my niece to marry you. She loves you very much, and she very much WANTS to marry you. But she has been hurt SO many times before, she's scared, and you are scaring her more!"

"Yes, ma'am," Frank gulped, wiping away a tear.

"And as for YOU, Miss Patty!" Anuntie scolded me. "I think I'm even MORE upset with you than I am with Frank! Frank is NOT the man who knocked you up, who ran off to leave you to raise Angela all on your own. Frank can never, WOULD never hurt you like that, and you need to get past your fear amd pain! He loves you very deeply, and he wants to be Angela's father, and he will make a TERRIFIC dad for her! But if you continue to push him away, to hesitate, to play games with his heart, you WILL lose him! Be careful, Patty! Be VERY careful how you treat this wonderful man!"

I told Aunt Leilani how we planned to spend the night together, talking things out.

"That's good," Aunt Leilani smiled. "I would love to stay and help, but this is something you two need to work out for yourselves. Besides," she grinned, "I have to rush off to meet my date!"

"Auntie!" I gushed, "You have a DATE? How WONDERFUL for you! Tell me MORE!"

"Well, you know I book local talent for the Luau shows at all the local tourist hotels around here."

"Oh, yes, Frank. She is marvelous at spotting talent. She is famous for it! When I was 11, Auntie took me with her on a cruise ship through all the islands, where she was in charge of all the talent on the ship. She had booked this amazingly skilled hula dancer who was 12, with shimmering jet-black hair down to her ankles. She was SO pretty! We two became instant friends."

"Umm, more than just friends, as I recall," Aunt Leilani grinned.

"Auntie, you KNEW about that? You see, Frank, I joked with my new friend on the cruise ship about whether hula dancers wore anything under their grass skirts, and she invited me to find out the answer for myself. Much to my delight, she wasn't waearing panties! Although she was only 12 and I was only 11, before we knew it, we were stroking and kissing each other ALL over. And that's how, at age 11, I discovered sex and started on my lifelong desire for the tender touch of other woman. I didn't discover how wonderful MEN can be until I was 16, and auntie set me up with my very first mega-size cock to suck on and to ride. That was ALSO heavenly! So to this day, I love to make love with both men and women, for different reasons, in different ways, and to satisfy different needs and wants and moods. Auntie helped me discover the pleasures of BOTH! So, of COURSE, now that Auntie has a new beau, I want to hear ALL the juicy details!"

"Me TOO!" Frank enthused. I think some part of both of us was avoiding the difficult and painful talk we both knew lay ahead of us this evening.

Aunt Leilani told us all about how her new man was about 20 years younger than her. He was the star attraction in a show she had put together for the guests of a well-known high-rise hotel/resort, about the first Polynesians landing in Hawaii 1200 years ago. This new talent, whom she had discovered and booked for this show, stood on stage, pretending to paddle a canoe, wearing only a tiny animal-skin pouch in front and a matching butt-flap in back, showing off the rippling muscles of his glistening golden-brown chest and his well-worked-out legs, thick as tree trunks. When he landed on Hawaii in the show, he did a whirling, twirling clebratory dance, with lots of whooping cheers of joy. Each time he twirled around, his butt-flap blew upward, revealing what Auntie glowingly described as just the cutest, sexiest, tightest-musculed masculine ass EVER! This man was 100% pure Hawaiian beefcake, and Auntie was instantly smitten.

When he went backstage to change costumes for his next number, Auntie was there waiting for him. She is still quite a beautiful woman, slender and shapely and soft and curvy. So when she pinned him to the backstage wall and kissed him passionately, then removed her coconut-shell bra and dropped to her knees to lick at his proud, firm, young manhood, he was as instantly smitten with my aunt as she was with him.

"And now, my dears, I REALLY must run," Auntie grinned. "I don't want to leave my handsome hunk WAITING for me!"

"Nor keep your horny pussy waiting for HIM!" I laughed.

"You know me so WELL, Patty!" my aunt winked.

When Auntie closed the front door behind her, I whipered to Frank in short, panting breaths, "I don't know about you, my friend, but Auntie's story has left me VERY horny!"

"Me TOO!" Frank groaned. I looked down and saw the very obvious bulging evidence, that Frank was as turned-on now as I was.

"Last one to the shower is a rotten egg!" I shrieked in laughter. We soaped the sand and salty sea-foam off of each other, then lovingly toweled each other dry. Frank scooped me up in his powerful arms, and carried me off to my bed. We spoke of many things that night, of his going back to Seattle for a little while, of him trying to get transferred to his company's Honolulu office, of me continuing to play with other men and women, sometimes WITH Frank and sometimes without him, but always, always I would come home to him, ONLY to him, every night.

We spoke of what kind of a dad he would be, could be, wanted to be to Angela. Of how right we all felt together as a family. And of course, of how phenomenal the sex was between Frank and me, those discussions always punctuated by practical first-hand demonstrations of how intense the heat and passion really is between us. At one point, Frank was fucking me so deep, so hard, so GOOD, that I let out a shriek of head-to-toe pleasure. Frank gently cupped his palm over my mouth. "Shhh!" he cautioned me. "You'll wake Angela!"

I think we must have talked, kissed, sucked and fucked away the night until well past 4:00 in the morning. By the time we were done, we both felt a lot better, a lot happier, if also a lot more tired.

The house was a bit drafty, and the wind outside was picking up. So more for comfort than out of any sense of modesty around each other, Frank slipped into a pair of boxers, and I slipped on a comfortable pair of blue cotton panties and a matching blue cotton tank-top.

In retrospect, I'm glad we did cover up, because about 9:00 AM on this dark, grey, gloomy morning, the wind started howling fiercely, rattling the windows. Angela's sweet cherubic face appeared in my bedroom doorway.

With a quivering voice, Angela whispered, "Mommy, I'm SCARED." I held my outstretched arms to her, above the bedsheet.

But instead of settling into my arms on my side of the bed, Angela nestled warmly and snugly between Frank and me.

"Hi again, Angela," Frank smiled.

Angela squinted at Frank, studying his face for a very long time. Then she asked, "Are you going to be my new daddy, Frank?"

"I want the job very much," Frank smiled. "I've applied for the job with your mommy, but she seems hesitant to hire me."

"Then why don't you ask ME to hire you as my new daddy?" Angela smiled.

"OK, Angela, sweetie," I asked. "Do YOU want Frank to be your new daddy!"

"Oh, YES, Mommy!" she grinned. "I want that VERY much! So when do we hire him?"

"I don't know. It's not that simple. I guess I need him to ask me for the job again!"

Frank reached over to the chair next to the bed, and produced the ring, still in his shirt pocket from last night. "I showed this to your Mommy last night!" he told Angela.

"Is THAT why I heard you scream last night, Mommy? Because Frank made you feel SO good, so LOVED?"

"Well," I laughed, "He DID make me feel VERY good last night. But it had NOTHING to do with the ring!"

Angela rolled her eyes. "Oh, MOMMY!" she giggled, "There you go with that SEX talk again!"

Frank started to slip the ring back on my finger again, as he had done at the beach yesterday. Angela glared at him. "Do it RIGHT, Frank!" she snapped. "On your KNEES! Jeez, no WONDER Mommy hasn't said yes yet! Jeez, Frank, don't you know how to do ANYTHING? Jeez!"

Frank dropped to his knees beside the bed, slipped the ring on my finger, and asked "Patty, darling, love of my life, will you MARRY me?"

"Say YES, Mommy!" Angela pleaded.

"And will you be my daughter, Angela?" Frank asked, without waiting for my reply.

Angela kissed Frank on the cheek and shouted her gleeful one-word reply: "DADDY!" Frank gently wrapped his strong arms around Angela, and softly kissed her forehead.

"Wait!" I laughed. "You haven't heard MY answer yet!"

Angela stamped her fooot impatiently. "Well, what are you WAITING for, Mommy!"

"I guess I was waiting for the moment to be right. And if ever there was a right moment on all this WORLD," I sighed, "it's the three of us, a family, right here and right NOW!"

"So?" Frank asked.

I threw my arms around his neck, melted into his strong, loving arms, and kissed him deeply, passionately. "Oh, Frank, YES! My answer is YES! Yes, I will be your wife! Yes, I am FINALLY ready to accept your proposal! Yes, Frank! Yes, yes, oh, YES! No reservations, no hesitation any more, no playing games with your heart, simply YES! YES! A thousand, million, bazillion times YES!"

It was as if mother nature herself had been upset that I turned-down Frank's proposal last night. For no sooner did I say yes to my man, than the wind ceased its loud and fearsome howling, the sun burst brightly through the clouds, and the birds outside my window began their happy little song again. All Hawaii was a beautiful tropical paradise again, and all was right with the universe once more, now that Frank and Angela and I were to be a family.

I think Angela, Frank, and I must have spent the next two hours or more hugging, crying joyfully, and declaring "I love you!" to each other. From the sad, tragic, gut-wrenching emotional previous night on the beach, we had awakened to the happiest morning of our three now-and-forever-joined lives!

Frank still had six more days before he had to return to Seattle, and none of us knew how we would BEAR to be apart from each other after that. But we would have to wait until much later, to discuss THAT! There was no time now to discuss Frank's uncertain creer future, now that he would be part of a Hawaiian family right here in Honolulu. Little did I know that before the day was out, even THAT issue would resolve itself in a rmearkable and unforeseen new way. All I knew was that right now, I had to get dressed and off to work, to entertain the noon-time lunch crowd of horny local businessmen.

Little did I know that today I would be entertaining a very horny, and spectacularly beautiful brunette business-WOMAN. My sexy 5'8", bosomy, curvy customer, Sophia, age about 28, was peeling-off the $20 bills non-stop, from an endless wad of rolled-up cash. She had me and another dancer (with ass-length blonde hair) dancing nude on her lap right at her table, for all the club patrons to see! Ambrosia (the blonde dancer's stage-name) and I were bumping and grinding naked against each other's lap, and against our gorgeous client Sophia's lap, when Frank walked into the club.

"Looks like fun!" Frank grinned. "Can I join in?"

I made the introductions. "Sophia, Ambrosia, this is my fiance, Frank."

"He's CUTE!" Sophia purred, hungrily licking her lips. "By all MEANS, have him JOIN us!" She eagerly stuffed a $100 bill down the front of my fiance's trousers, and whispered throatily to Frank, "You don't have to be SHY around Sophia, you hot, delicious HUNK!"

The other dancer, Ambosia, seductively rubbed one of the $20 tips that Sophia had handed her, over Frank's rugged bulldog chin, while blowing hornily into his ear. "Can I play with him too, Patty?" she leered. "He really IS so cute!"

"Gee, Frank," I grinned, as I ground myself hard into Frank, Sophia, and Ambosia. "This could be the start of a whole new CAREER for you, for US! Just THINK of it, husband-and-wife exotic dancers! And you'd NEVER have to leave me OR Hawaii, or go back to your boring old job in Seattle EVER again!"

"Tell you what, I'll make a deal with you, Frank" Sophia challenged, handing Frank and me each another crisp new $100 bill. "If you and your gorgeous girlfriend Patty here can make me horny enough to come in my panties within the next 30 minutes, I promise that I, and ALL my high-society friends whom I'll be telling about you two, will keep you two gainfully employed for a very, VERY long time! And you TOO, Ambrosia," Sophia continued, slipping a rolled-up $100 into Ambrosia's cleavage, and another $100 into her naked pussy.

Frank

I was delighted to be invited back to her apartment. It answered one of my minor questions, seeing her impeccable taste in furnishings. I knew I could be very comfortable in that lifestyle. The place was immaculate, even with a child living there too, now asleep with Aunt Leilani babysitting.

It was a delight chatting with her too. I was very taken with her open sexuality, which Patty had so obviously inherited. I wondered about Patty's parents, and the relationship with Leilani, but would ask her later in private' The conversation had us both so turned on, with the talking about her boytoy, we couldnt wait to get in bed together and make love

Then in the morning Angela came and climbed into bed with us. I hadnt enjoyed that since my daughters were small, and it was an expected ritual when they were small and my ex and I were still married. Unfortunately we reached a seven year itch and started swinging and then playing around, and were too young and dumb to know how to handle it, and we drifted apart. That wouldnt be a problem now at our age, as I have learned how to accept a woman's needs and would love to see her with other people, either male or female, and be very proud that my wife was so atrractive to others.

Now the kids are grown and gone, and the ex is remarried so that is all ancient history.

Then, when Angela asked me to be her daddy, Patty could hardly refuse me this time, and she accepted my ring to wear forever, except maybe when she was playing with another man, and maybe even then.

That afternoon she had to work. I went with her to the club, but sat in back unobtrusively watching her, whan a man sat next to me and introduced himself as the owner. He told me how much he appreciated Patty, and that she had done very well for herself and the club over the years, and always been totally reliable and on time and always ready ro please the customer

Then he told me he wanted to retire soon. we chatted a minute and I asked some questions, and he invited me into the office, away from the loud music. It ended with him naming a price and us going over the books, and us shaking hands on a deal with him selling the club to us and him staying on as a consultant in case of any problems that might arise

Then I went back out to see Patty with a beautiful blonde nude dancer entertaining a female client. I went over and was introduced to them as her fiance. That sounded so wonderful, and resulted in a little play with the other two women. I let Patty take the lead since she knew what she was doing, and I was just a bystander. I didnt mention the news. I thought that would keep until we were alone, as a wedding present for my beautiful and sweet wife to be.

Frank seemed reluctant to strip for my horny cutomer Sophia, and my even hornier coworker Ambrosia, especially not out in the main room, in front of all the other customers. So Ambrosia, Sophia, Frank, and I all retired to a secluded table in a private little back room of the club. But even then, Frank seemed reluctant to participate in our wild, completely-uninhibited foursome. "I'm too OLD for this!" he wailed. "I have a grown daughter as old as Ambrosia is!"

"Nonsense!" Sophia replied, peeling another $100 off of her endless roll of cash, and stuffing it down Frank's trousers beside the first $100 bill she had placed there. "I just LOVE older men. They are such sweet and tender lovers, much more attentive to a woman's needs and wants, than a YOUNGER man is! Say, you don't have trouble getting it UP, do you, Frank?"

I unzipped Frank and tugged down his trousers in one swift, cat-like motion. The big, beautiful, magnificent hard cock I have grown to love SO much, sprang out now. "Does THIS look like my man has ANY trouble getting it up?" I beamed. "Do you tink a constantly-horny nympho seductress like me would EVER marry a man who had ANY trouble in that department?"

Sophia's eyes bulged out of her head at the sight of my Frank's enormous and beautifully-shaped cock, eagerly wagging through the air, just inches from her face. No sculptor of Greek statues could ever have fashioned an idealized cock that compared to my Frank's for sheer beauty! Sophia licked her lips eagerly, while purring hungrily. Her tongue then took a long, slow swipe up my man's enormous shaft. Oddly enough, I felt no jealousy over another woman's tongue on my man's cock; I only felt a deep pride that SUCH a hot, desirable hunk has chosen ME as his bride!

Sophia didn't miss a beat in her cock-licking, while at the same time sliding two fingers of one hand into my pussy, and two fingers of her other hand into Ambrosia. Sophia knew EXACTLY where and when and how to touch another woman, because in seconds she had me panting and moaning, and in less than two minutes she had me coming all over her hand. I looked over at Ambrosia, and she had her head tilted back, her gorgeous mane of long, golden-blonde hair flying in all directions. Ambrosia's loud moan ended in an even-louder scream, and a violent shaking, as I watched the aptly-named Ambrosia's liquid-ambrosia slowly oozing down along Sophia's fingers and wrist.

Sophia was getting SO turned on that she grabbed my hand and shoved it down her panties. I began stroking her clit and massaging her G-spot. This got her even MORE turned-on, and she started SERIOUSLY sucking on my Frank now.

I knelt down on my knees in front of Sophia's chair, hiked her skirt up high, and gently nudged her panties aside. Her pussy was SPECTACULARLY beautiful: soft and pink, open and hungry, already starting to ooze the dew of her horniness, and accented with a bush of flaming red hair, neatly trimmed in a Valentine's heart shape. My tongue eagerly dove for her, and she had the sweetest pussy I think I've ever tasted in my life, and believe me, I've tasted a LOT of pussies!

Sophia locked her legs tight around my head, and gave a mighty spasming shove with her strong, shapely legs. She let out a very loud scream of orgasmic ecstasy, and smeared my whole face with gobs and gobs of her sweet pussy juice, literally EXPLODING out of her, as her legs trembled and her whole body quivered.

Just when she started to come, Sophia gave my Frank's magnificent cock one last powerful suck, and she hungrily sucked down ever last drop of his exploding come, just as I was sucking-down every last drop of Sophia's sweet pussy-juice. The fact that my man's come was pouring into Sophia's mouth, just as Sophia's come was pouring into MY mouth, made me feel as though I was somehow sucking the love juice straight out of my fiance's cock. And that was an absolutely WONDERFUL sensation!

But poor Ambrosia, nobody was tending to HER very horny pussy. Frank and I decided to fix that problem right then and there. We told Ambrosia to hop up on the table, and Frank and I both gently separated her knees wide apart. We then took turns licking at Ambrosia's very cute blonde pussy. Sophia was getting SO turned on, watching my man and me pleasuring Ambrosia, that she began playing with her own pussy. Watching Sophia's fingers stroking her own clit and massaging her own G-spot was turning ME on so much, that I began copying her with my fingers in my OWN pussy, matching Sophia stroke for stroke, rub for rub, on my clit and my G-spot, all the time alternating licks with Frank on Ambrosia's pussy.

I could see how turned-on Sophia was again, so I asked Frank to stop licking Ambrosia and to once more offer his hard-on to Sophia's mouth.

"My MOUTH isn't the place that needs Frank's cock right now," Sophia moaned.

"It's OK, Frank, GO for it!" I encouraged my fiance. As he slowly slipped his massive man-meat into Sophia's flaming-red-haired pussy, I lay down atop the table with Ambrosia, and we two horny exotic dancers locked ourselves in a VERY passionate 69.

We were all SO turned-on by now, that within five minutes, Ambrosia and I were coming powerfully all over each other's face, while Sophia was coating my fiance's hard, pulsating cock with an oozing torrent of her pussy juices, and Frank was pumping gallons and gallons of his wonderful come very deep down into Sophia's slicked-up love cavern. The whole back room was echoing with orgasmic moans now.

When we all finally came up for air, I commented, "You know, we're all VERY lucky that no bouncer walked into this back room just now, or all FOUR of us would have been kicked out of the club for the night."

"Luck had NOTHING to do with it, my dear!" Sophia laughed. "I bribed the two bouncers a thousand dollars each to stay out of the back room, no matter WHAT sounds they heard coming from back here!"

"Besides, the bouncers all work for Patty and me now, anyway!" Frank laughed.

I looked at Frank quizzically. "What the HELL are you talking about, Frank? You know I just WORK here. Owning the place is just a pipe-dream of mine, for maybe 20 years down the road when I no longer have the face and the body to dance up on stage any more."

"It's not just a pipe-dream any MORE!" Frank grinned. "Earlier tonight, the owner agreed to sell the whole club to you and me, as a wedding present."

I couldn't BELIEVE this wonderful news! I stood up, still completely naked, and wrapped my arms around Frank, hugging and kissing him SO gratefully now. "Oh, Frank, thank you (kiss, smooch), thank you (kiss, kiss, kiss), THANK you! This is the most WONDERFUL (hug, hug, kiss, kiss KISS!) wedding gift EVER! Well, the SECOND most wonderful gift (kiss, kiss, kiss, KISS, KISS!): getting YOU is the best (smooch, smooch, SMOOCH!) gift of ALL!

As we hugged and kissed, I felt Frank's long, thick hard-on pressed tight up against my belly. I shoved Frank against the wall, held his chin in my hand and kissed him VERY hard. With my mouth locked on his, I wrapped both of my legs around Frank's waist, and he wrapped his powerful arms around my back to support me, using the wall to support himself. I climbed onto him in a standing position, my legs and feet supported on his hips now, as I eagerly slid my throbbing pussy down over his VERY excited hard cock. As I supported my whole weight on his hips and eagerly rode my fiance's cock, Sophia and Ambrosia enthusiastically cheered us on.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could tell that our performance was really turning on both Sophia and Ambrosia. They spoke not a word, but Sophia's deep, dark, inviting eyes silently asked Ambrosia "Do you want to?" and Ambrosia's gleaming blue eyes silently answered back, "Yes, VERY much!" As I rode Frank hard up against the wall, Ambrosia and Sophia went at it atop the table, in the most eager 69 I think I've EVER witnessed.

"Oh, Frank, do you HEAR that? The whole back room of OUR club is echoing with orgasmic moans now! In OUR club! Oh, don't you just LOVE the sound of that, Frank? OUR club!"

"And you two will ALWAYS have a lot of well-tipping customers in YOUR club!" Sophia moaned, coming long and loud and hard all over Ambrosia's face. "When I tell all my friends about your club, you'll have to expand the building, to accomodate all the business you're going to get! I have NEVER come SO much, and SO powerfully, before in my whole LIFE! Oh, Patty, oh Frank, oh AMBROSIA! You guys are the BEST, just the absolute BEST! I've gotta tell the whole WORLD about THIS place! We'll ALL be , uhh, COMING here, a LOT! And showering you all with a LOT of cash, and showering you all with a LOT of pussy juice! But on ONE condition: only if all three of you continue to strip up on stage and do lap-dances for my friends and me!"

Frank hesitated for only a moment about becoming a stripper with me, until I reminded him how much fun a husband-and-wife exotic dancer team would be, and how we would double our tips.

"Agreed!" Frank, Ambrosia, and I all yelled eagerly, in unison.

"So it's agreed then, Sophia," I said. "You and your friends will patromize our club a LOT, and all three of us will give you and your friends strip-shows and lap dances that none of you will EVER forget!"

No Cinderella wannabe had EVER found a better fairy-tale prince than MY Frank! A wedding, our own business, and now stripping side-by-side with the man I love, for a group of beautiful, rich, horny women! My life had just become PERFECT now!

"Mmmm, Frank! (Kiss, kiss, kiss!) I LOVE you! (Smooch, SMOOCH!) Do you hear that, world, I LOVE this man! He is my prince, and I am his bride, now and FOREVER, through all ETERNITY I will love this man, here in OUR club on OUR island paradise." And with that, I rode down hard over his cock one last time, and Frank and I both came simultaneously, with our strongest, most passionate, most earth-shaking orgasm of the whole evening. That triggered another round of orgasms from Sophia on Ambrosia's face, and from Ambrosia on Sophia's face, atop the table.

I knew now that accepting Frank's marriage proposal was the BEST thing I had EVER done, or ever WILL do, in my life!

It was closing time at the club now. On the drive home, Frank and I eagerly discussed our wedding plans, and our plans for our new business, and for pleasuring our wealthy new patrons, Sophia and her friends. Then Frank asked me an odd question that had NOTHING to do with what we had been talking about up until then: "Why are you SO close to your Aunt Leilani? What happened to your parents?"

"Aunt Leilani used to babysit me as a kid," I replied, "as she does for Angela now. When I discovered that I enjoyed sex with women as much as I do with men, my parents just couldn't HANDLE it, and they packed me off to live with Aunt Leilani full-time. They expected HER to straighten me out! Little did they realize that Auntie and I would go out almost EVERY night, and pick up men AND women for me to play with, she gave me a real sexual education that I am grateful to her for to this day."

"I'll have to thank your Aunt!" Frank laughed, "Because now I am the VERY happy beneficiary of all that she taught you!"

"So ever since my teen years," I continued, "we've always been VERY close. I can't COUNT the nights we spent on her living-room floor when I was a teenager, her enthusiastically riding a big, hard cock right beside me, while I eagerly 69ed some VERY hot chick or stud!"

"Wow!" Frank smiled. "I can SEE now why you two are SO close!"

When we finally returned home, I couldn't WAIT to tell Angela and Aunt Leilani the news, that Frank and I would soon OWN the club where I had worked these past 9 years!

"Oh, mommy, that's WONDERFUL! In 11 years, when I'm 18, you and daddy can hire ME to dance up on stage, and I can be JUST like my beautiful mommy!"

"The FAMILY business!" I laughed, as we all three hugged. "Passed down from generation to generation!"

"And I think I can persuade my hot new Hawaiian beefcake boy-toy to dance at your club, too," Aunt Leilani offered. "Believe me, your rich lady customers are gonna just LOVE him! When they see HIS beautiful bare body, they'll wanna just EAT him UP, literally and figuratively. Believe me, you'll be tripling, quadrupling your tips if you put HIM up on stage for all those women!"

As each piece of my life was fitting together better and better all through this evening, my love for Frank grew and grew and grew.

Aunt Leilani could see the love and lust sparkling in Frank's eyes and mine. "Off to bed with you two now!" Auntie scolded Frank and me like we were still children. "And I'll tuck Angela into HER bed."

"La Vita es Bella!" my heart sang out now. "Life is BEAUTIFUL!"

Frank

What a day, and a whole new career for me. I was burned out at what I was doing, but it would take a little while to close up my business and pack the checkbook unde my arm and return to Hawaii to Patty. I had employees to terminate and pay a severance to, and contracts that needed completion, but that could be handled unde the corporate structure of the club, and wouldnt present too much of a problem. It should only take a coupe of weeks.

I couldnt imagine myself as a stripper except maybe on special occasions, but Sophia liked me and maybe her friends would too. I'd have to get into a fitness program and work off a few bulges, but even that might introduce me to more beautful bodies we might be able to use profitably.

Then I hit Patty with the bomb

I said "I'm only going to be here a few more days, but I can extend it a few more if we need to. Why dont we go ahead and get married right away We can invite the people from the club, and Aunt Leilani of course, and Angela can carry the flowers. We can have the wedding or at least the reception there at the fabulous nude beach we visited yesterday, right at sunset, and have a party! What do you think of that?"

What I really was thinking about was Ambrosia's nude body in the 69 with Patty right there in front of us, and Aunt Leilani, much closer to my age, whom I knew liked me too and would be comfortable having sex with me as soon as she knew it was OK with Patty.

"You know, Frank," I grinned, "You can handle final payroll and sale of your business via computer, email, phone, and fax. There really is NO reason why you have to leave our Hawaiian paradise and EVER go back to Seattle."

"Or if you MUST, why not take Aunt Leilani, Angela, and me along, and we can ALL meet that grown-up daughter of yours that you keep telling me about."

"Oh, Patty," Frank rolled his eyes. "You just want to meet her because you think she might give you some."

"See, that's what I LOVE about you, Frank," I hugged him and laughed, "You already know me SO well!"

"Have you joined the mile-high club yet, Frank?" Aunt Leilani winked. "If not, I'd be happy to INITIATE you on the flight to Seattle!"

Frank

Small problem, ladies. my two daughters dont live in Seattle. One is in Japan teaching English, and the other lives in Sacramento as an interior decorator type

Otherwise the flight sounds great, and Leilani, lets skip the mile high stuff and just go in the bedroom, it is a lot closer and MUCh sooner, and the sooner the better!

Fortunately Angela didnt hear all of that. At her age we still have to protect her, and as her pending daddy I feel very protective

And, Patty, I cant very well do all that over the net I have to cancel my lease and notify the companies I work with and contact many of my major customers. I just cant do that without doing it i person. But, the trip is on. we can all go together if you want to take the tme off from the club, and I'll enjoy showing you around the seattle area

I couldn't persuade Frank not to go back to Seattle, and I couldn't persuade my boss to give me enough time off to join Frank in Seattle. Besides, I didn't want to take Angela out of school. Finally, since Frank's daughter wouldn't be there for me to seduce, I was less interested.

But Aunt Leilani still wanted to go with Frank, and I said OK. They took a very late red-eye flight from Honolulu to Seattle. Their first morning in Seattle, while Frank went to his office to start settling his business affairs there, Aunt Leilani called me, and now I wondered if I had made a mistake sending her with my fiance.

"I see now why you fell in love with Frank," Leilani began on the phone. "We were off the ground maybe 45 minutes, heading toward the mainland from Honolulu, when most of the other passengers fell asleep. I spread a blanket over Frank's lap so the flight attendants couldn't see what I was up to, and I quietly unzipped him and slid my hand down the front of his trousers. Well, I don't have to tell YOU, Patty, how great Frank feels in your hand. So thick, so long, so hard, such smooth skin, such wonderful throbbing!"

"Oh, Auntie!" I sighed. "Tell me you didn't!"

"I sure DID!" she laughed. "I zipped him back up, hard to do with such a big shaft in the way. I then whispered throatily to your Frank to meet me in the bathroom in two minutes. I then went to the bathroom and slipped off my panties. Frank softly knocked on the restrrom door, and I quickly tugged him by the arm and locked the door behind us. Fortunately, nobody was nearby to see us. I knelt down, unzipped him again, and sucked him until he came down my throat."

"He's DELICIOUS, isn't he, auntie?" I cooed softly.

"You KNOW it!" she cooed. "He grabbed me under my arms next, and hopped me up on the tiny stainless-steel sink, lifting my skirt. He licked his lips and pratically DROOLED when he saw I had no panties on. I had stuffed my panties in my skirt pocket, so now I handed them to Frank, who sniffed them appreciatively like a connoisseur approving the cork before sampling the finest wine. The metal of the sink felt SO cold on my bare bottom, but I forgot all about that when his tongue slid up my pussy. WHAT a tongue your fiance has! He knows EXACTLY how to tantalize a horny pussy--oh, but I guess you already know that, huh, Patty? You know what he told me then, Patty?"

"No, what?"

"That he is marrying the BEST, and he was happy now to be tasting the woman who taught his sweet Patty all ABOUT sex. He said he LOVED experiencing the teacher of his favorite student."

"How sweet, Auntie. I miss my sweet man already!"

"I know. I'll keep him warm and ready for you, OK, Patty? By the time I'm done with him, I'll have made him an even BETTER lover for you than he already is. My wedding gift to YOU, my niece!"

"And to you too, right Auntie? I mean, I'm sure YOU are enjoying this, too!"

"But of COURSE!"

"You know, Auntie, YOUR boyfriend came into our club for an audition last night."

"Oh?"

"Yes. He told me he hadn't wanted to dance nude, but that, in his words, you SUCKED him into it. I swear to god, that's what he said!"

"He's RIGHT!" Auntie laughed. "I DID suck him into the world of exotic dancing, quite literally! So, how did his audition go?"

"Well, he did his little hula dance that you told me about, with his front and rear grass flaps. I see what you mean about his butt flap flipping up when he twirls around. Oh, Auntie, what a nice chiseled masculine ass HE has! VERY tasty!"

"Yes, it DOES look tasty, doesn't it, Patty!"

"No, Auntie, I mean it IS tasty. I got up on stage with him, kissed and licked that fine studly ass of his as he danced around, and he IS tasty! He spun around and his little front pouch was just inches from my face. With my Frank gone with you to Seattle, what's a poor horny little slut like me to do but.."

"Oh, Patty, you DIDN'T!"

"Damn RIGHT I did! Right there up on stage, I tugged that pouch right down off of him, dropped to my knees, and gobbled him down whole. Oh Auntie, I needed to suck a cock SO bad, with my Frank gone now. And your man's is SO good! And his sweet moaning is sheer MUSIC to my ears as I suck him down, Auntie! And best of all, the harder I sucked, the more I was enjoying him, and the louder he was moaning, the more money the club's CUSTOMERS tossed up on stage! Even some of the other DANCERS were tossing money up on stage, to encourage us to keep going, so they could watch. The club OWNER even tossed a $100 bill up on stage to encourage us to keep up the show! Oh, Auntie, I want to do that again TONIGHT: the fun, the TIPS!"

"OK, you keep my boyfriend enjoying you, while Frank and I will keep enjoying each other here in Seattle, and you and I can switch back to our own boyfriends when Frank and I both return to Honolulu in a few days."

"It's a DEAL, Auntie!" I laughed, as I thought about what I would do with Auntie's hunk on stage tonight. Maybe I'd invite my favorite blonde coworker, Ambrosia, to JOIN auntie's boyfriend and me up on stage tonight! Maybe I'd even get auntie's gorgeous Hawaiian hunk to fuck us both up onstage. Maybe I could ride him while Ambrosia parks her pretty little blonde pussy right on top of his dark-skinned Hawaiian face. Just IMAGINE the tips all three of us would get, if we held a REAL menage a trois up on stage tonight!

And when Frank gets back, he has to shape and tone himself and get up there on stage WITH us some night, he just HAS to!

Aunt Leilani's boytoy

Leilani had talked to me about becoming an exotic dancer. I didnt knw whether I wanted to do that, but when she went with franki to Seattle, Patty took over, and I just couldnt turn her down after she told me about her tips and hoew they were all cash with no record for the IRS.

Then she started sucking my cock and told me she wouldnt stop until I agreed to do it. How could I refuse an offer like that?, but I made her wait for her reply, while I enjoyed every moment of the suspense I was causing her!

My first night at the club turned out to be a sensation. Patty and her girlfriend Ambrosa were watching, and they couldnt help themselves without joining me on stage. They both sucked me off there in front of the crowd and you wouldnt believe the tips being thrown up there. I thought for sure we'd get raided by the vice cops, but even the boss tossed up another 100 just to keep us going

Afterward, the three of us went back to the dressng room. We were alone, so Patty sat on the table as I ate her pussy and Ambrosa sucked me again. Then I stood and put my cock up into Patty and with her arms around me, she took me deeply until I came in her. All the time Abrosia licked my ass, until she put on a strap-on and then fucked me back there.

Then we switched around and I fucked Ambrosia while Patty licked my balls and ass.

Afterward we agreed that tomorrow nght we would do ths on stage, un,ess the cops got word and were there to check us out

We added up the tips and there was almost a grand for each of us to share. Then I took Patty home and slept with her, as she told me about the coming wedding. I was still there when Leilani called the following morning telling us about her night with Frank, and it seemed we were now all famiy

I didn't even know the name of my Aunt Leilani's boy-toy until he showed up on his second night to dance at our club. That's when he told me his name is Likele.

"You know that's Hawaiian for Richard, right?" I grinned.

He had this blank look on his face. "Yeah, so?"

"Well, a nickname for Richard is Dick. It seems to fit you, since YOU have such a BEAUTIFUL dick yourself!"

"Flattery will get you EVERY where!" he grinned, as he kissed my acres of exposed cleavage in the skimpy bra I'd soon be wearing up on stage. I helpfully pushed one bra cup aside, and he wasted no time placing playful licks on my hard nipple.

"Now get your sweet ass up on that stage," I grinned, "and show me that big hard Likele of yours!"

"I second that motion!" a voice called from the audience. It was Sophia, my wealthy, sexy benefactor. She was at a table with two other stunning woman, dressed as elegantly as she was. That's when I noticed that all the other tables were empty.

"It's OK," Sophia smiled. "I bought the club out tonight. Just me and my two best friends, watching you and Likele and Ambrosia up on stage. I sent the other dancers and the other customers home."

Likele got up on stage and began sensuously bumping and grinding, as he slowly removed his shoes, socks, shirts, and pants. Then he removed his boxers, revealing bikini underwear. Finally, that came off to show a faux-leopard G-string. That came off to show an even smaller black mesh G-string, where you could actually see glimpses of rock-hard cock-flesh through the mesh.

Sophia slipped me a $50 bill and urged me up on stage. I pointed at Likele's G-string and looked at Sophis quizzically. "Yes, pull it DOWN!" she shouted gleefully. So I slowly tugged his G-string down, playfully, lovingly massaging his hard-on with one hand, will slipping his G-string down his legs with my other hand.

Likele began slowly removing my bra and panties.

Finally, we faced each other, naked, and began playfully shoving each other, but not hard or rough. When I saw Sophia's hungry look, I gave Likele one final shove that knocked him over backward, off his feet, flat on his back. I pointed at Likele's cock and my pussy, and gave Sophia that same quizzical look.

"RIDE him!" Sophia and her two friends shouted in unison.

I made quite a show of positioning my pussy straight above Likele's cock, and sinking myself down over him.

Ambrosia walked out on stage, stark naked, and whined, "Hey, save some for ME!"

"Plenty of room on my FACE!" Likele grinned. "Park that pretty little blonde pussy over here!"

Ambrosia slowly squatted herself down over Likele's dark, hadsome face. Likele simultaneously parted her ass-cheeks with his nose and her pussy lips with his tongue. All three of us were writihing, shaking, and moaning, and Sophia and her friends were tossing $100 bills up on the stage at us, until there must have been $2000-$3000 circling our 3 naked, quivering, horny bodies.

Likele sucked Amrosia's red, inflamed, pulsating clit up past his lips. She shoved her thighs down very hard over his face, and her moans turned into a scream. Likele backed his face away just enough to show Sophia and her friends how thoroughly smeared he was with Amrosia's sweet love nectar, then moved back under her thighs to lick her still-flowing ooze clean off of her. The sight of this turned me on SO much, that I slid myself all the way down Likele's huge shaft and squeezed my pussy muscles VERY tight around him. He thrust his pelvis high up off the stage, and EXPLODED gallons of his hot stickiness up into me. I climbed off of him, and showed Sophia the globs of Likele's come all over my pussy and my thighs.

Ambrosia crawled across the stage on her hands and knees to me, and proceeded to thoroughly lick me clean.

As Ambrosia, Likele, and I all tried to catch our breath, Sophia handed each of us a crisp new $1000 bill. Each of her two friends then also handed us $1000 each.

I climbed down off the stage and proceeded to grind my bare pussy into Sophia's skirt, as Ambrosia and Likele each lap-danced one of the other two women. We then traded-off, until each of us had lap-danced for each of the three women. Each woman seemed to love fondling Ambrosia's and my pussy, but I could see they loved stroking Likele's huge cock most of all. As we climbed off their laps, they each gave us another $1000.

We then counted our money backstage: $10,000, or $3333.33 each. "Are we a great team or WHAT?" I asked Ambrosia and Likele.

Ambrosia and I both knelt before Likele's magnificent hard-on, and took turns licking at it. He then shoved US both flat on our backs, as I had done to him earlier. He positioned himself above me in a 69, and I voraciously sucked his cock as he hungrily ate my pussy. We both came at the same time. He then slid over a few inches, to 69 Ambrosia, who was lying beside me. When they both came, he fed me his hard cock once more, and he licked my G-spot until I was coming and moaning and thrashing around uncontrollably. Then it Anrosia's turn to 69 Likele again.

Just then, the bouncer walked in and he said nothing, just stood there watching us. We must have traded-off 69s five or six times before none of us could come any more, and we just all three of us collapsed in a tangled heap of legs and arms and torsos on the floor.

That's when Sophia walked in on our backstage party. Without saying a word, she began to strip her two elegantly-dressed friends, and they stripped her. The three of them then looked at us, and looked at each other. "You three have EARNED a show from US!" Sophia smiled, as the three wealthy young women became a swirl of entangled tongues and pussies. It was just so BEAUTIFUL to watch, three obviously VERY close friends being SO loving to each other! When they were done, I licked clean all three of them, and for that they each gave me another crisp new $100 bill.

Sophia laid down, grabbed Likele's cock, and hurriedly crammed it all into her very tight pussy. Likele began lazily pumping himself in and out of her. Jealously, one of Sophia's friends pulled Likele off of her, flipped him over face-up, and began riding him VERY hard, as I had done a short time before. Sophia's other friend then parked her pussy where Ambrosia's had been, atop Likele's handsome Hawaiian face.

Just as all 6 of us launched our final orgasms of the night, my cell phone rang. It was Aunt Leilani and my fiance Frank, both panting and out of breath.

"Your Frank and I just now shared the most AMAZING sex, Patty," Leilani panted.

"Yes," Frank panted on an extension phone, "And we just HAD to tell you. We just had AMAZING sex!"

"Mmmmm!" I panted and moaned. "So did I! Oh, SO did I!"

Likele grabbed my cell phone. "Leilani, I hope you don't mind, but I just CHEATED on you. With not ONE woman, but FIVE at once!"

Just then the DJ put on the very appropriate song, "Hawaiian Superman." Auntie heard it over the phone and laughed. "Wow, five women at once! You ARE the Hawaiian superman! I can't WAIT to get back to Hawaii, my sweet Likele, and back into your loving arms!"

"And I can't WAIT to get back into my fiance Patty's arms--and back into her sweet PUSSY!" Frank chortled.

We all agreed it was way past time to call it a night. So we hung up the phone. Likele, Ambrosia and I all piled in my car to continue the fun at my place. Sophia and her two friends also drove off in one car, no doubt to spend their night with each other, too. And I was sure that my aunt and my fiance would be playing the night away up there in Seattle, too.

What a night this had been, and would CONTINUE to be!

Frank

I was disappointed that Patty wouldn't go ahead and marry me while i was still in Honolulu, but she wanted to better plan the event and that was probably just as well. Also, she couldnt get away to come to Seattle with me, partly because little Angela was in school.

But, Leilani wanted to see Seattle, so she came with me. As soon as the cabin was darkened after take-off, she started to play and kept tryng to recruit me into the ile high club she had talked about. Soon she invited me back to the lavatory, and when I joined her she was quickly joined to my cock as she first sucked me, and then while sitting on the sink, let me fuck her. With her arms tight around me she said "welcome to the club!"

I knew how Patty had acquired her talent from this masterful teacher, and looked forward to her telling me all the stories about her niece.

When we landed it was late and dark, and afer claiming our luggage we took a cab to my condo on the lake. We shared a bottle of champagne, first sipping from our glasses, and then she had me dip my finger in my glass so she could suck the wine from it. we traded doing that until she conned me into dropping my pants and dipping my cock in my glass so she could suck and lick it off of me there.

That was fine, but I had a better idea. I had her lie on the floor naked and lift her knees. I poured a dollop in her pussy and licked and slurped it out. We traded off this way until the bottle was gone, and then hand-in-hand we went to bed together, as Patty knew we would. I glanced at the clock and saw that with the time difference, Patty was just going to work at the club

As Leilani and I fucked leisurely, she told me not to worry about Patty. She would be fine. I responded I knew she was fine, in fact with the training she had given her she was outstanding, but now I was with the teacher, and totally happy.

I didn't have much time to think about Frank settling his business affairs in Seattle, or learning to be an even better lover to me than he already is, at the capable hands and tongue of my aunt Leilani, who taught ME years ago.

I had a conference with my daughter Angela's teachers at her school, too. She wasn't in any trouble or anything, they just wanted me to see the work she's done and what she'll be doing, and to meet all of her teachers.

I also had a wedding to plan. Talking to caterers, DJs, florists, dress-makers...

The dress was the hardest part. I wanted to be as sexy a bride as my idol, model Patricia Ford, when she posed as a pseudo-bride:

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And I had a new male exotic dancer, my aunt's boy-toy Likele, to train down at the club. That part was the MOST fun I had, with Frank gone. Likele is big and dark and all bulging muscle all over, and one particular bulging muscle was definitely captivating my interest a LOT lately! The beautiful blonde Ambrosia was also helping me to train him, and the three of us became a tangle of arms and legs so often, that I'm surprised we found time to earn tips with our lap-dances for customers.

Sophia, the beautiful rich customer who loved watching the heat between the three of us, was in EVERY night now and showering generous sums of cash on all three of us, just for the privelege of watching our hot threesome. She rarely even asked us to lap-dance her anymore, she just wanted to watch our 3-way heat. But from time to time, Sophia asked if SHE could lap-dance on Likele, I think she liked wiggling her cute, shapely little butt all over Likele's hard dick. And I liked watching HER, I was almost tempted to tip Sophia for letting me watch her!

Aloha from Patty

Frank and Lelani

We had fucked on the plane en route to the mainland, but it wasnt like this. We were both so hot from our playtime with the champagne, pouring it on each other and then licking it off all those special places, and thn Leilani taking the empty bottle and shoving the neck up in her pussy until the came, while lookinbg at me and me watching her.

I led her off to bed and she immedialy pulled me on top of her. I immedtaly entered her and we engsaged in wild sex until we both suddenly came together. As we calmed down she said that we had to continue this, and after returning to Hawaii we had to arrange a periodic swap with Patty and Likele, which we knew Patty would agree to. Kissing esach other goodnight we fell asleep

In the morning I sawakened first. Leaving her there sleeping, since Hawaii time it was still in the middle of the night, I showeede and shaved and got dressed, ready to leave for my office to start the procedure of closing down my business. I awoke Leilani telling her there was coffee ready in the kitchen, and I would pick her up and take her to lunch at noon

I was a day early. My dsecretary didnt expect e until tomorrow, so I surprised her walkng into the office and findng her there in her chair, leaning back, with my salesman on his knees eating her pussy. They looked at me as i walked over and opened my fly, and she took me in her mouth as she did every morning in the office. As she sucked me I told about te business we were buying in Honolulu. A she licked her lips swallowing the last of my cum, she said she always wanted to go there and could she come and be a dancer in our strip club.

Then she told me about the crises that occurred while I was gone. Despite my best intentions, my morning was tied up with an attorney on a matter I couldnt ignore on something that had arisen during my absence. So, nothing was accomplished when I went to pick up Leilani for lunch

She was ready, all dressed Hawaiian style with a flower in her hair and a mumu, and she looked lovely. We started toward a waterfront restaurant, and as we drove up to the door the valet opened it to find her face in my lap sucking me, and she dismounted from the car stil licking her lips and wiping the cum from her face. We entered and were seated at a window table, overlooking the marina with all the fancy boats. I pointed out mine, and told her I would show it to her after we ate, and then take a little cruise to see the sights from the water

Aunt Leilani

My niece Patty seemed SO happy with her Frank, that I wanted to experience first-hand what all the fuss was about. So when Patty told me to go for it and accompany her Frank to Seattle, I knew I was in luck. I started out on the plane, literally feeling out how Frank responds to a woman's touch, first under a blanket and then in the airplane lavatory. His touch on ME turned out to be pretty damned wonderful, too!

As Frank and I got to know each other in Seattle, I could see why Patty was so enraptured of his charm, and his skill and attentiveness as a lover. Even though he was closer to my own age than to Patty's, Frank still had a lot of energy that reflcted in his sexual enthusiasm. Yet he had enough years under his belt to have learned to be a patient and giving and generous lover, and he sure did seem to know his way around a woman's pleasure centers.

Still, I was steeped in the ancient Hawaiian ways, and I knew I could teach Frank a few new tricks that would bring my niece even greter enjoyment with Frank when he tried them on Patty!

Patty was no slouch as a sexual expert herself, and I knew that in my absence, she was training my new boy-toy Likele some things that would bring ME as much new enjoyment on MY return, as Frank would be giving my favorite niece on HIS return from Seattle.

Daytimes were tough, with Frank busy at the office, and my new boy-toy Likele way back home in Honolulu. But the nights with Frank made it all seem worthwhile. This would be no stereotypical mother-in-law relationship between Frank and me, that's for sure!

When Frank invited me to dinner and picked me up in a limo, I decided to have FRANK as an appetizer. I was still licking his VERY tasty cream off my face when the waiter seated us. The ocean view, the sea-salt scent, the call of the gulls, the bark of distnat seals: it was all SO romantic!

I tried to rush through my dinner and still stay lady-like. It's just that I was eager to start on that cruise on Frank's boat. I hoped that he would hold me sweetly and lovingly up on deck in the mild ocean breeze, nuzzle my neck, and then maybe go below decks to get to know each other even better, naked in each other's arms, as the boat gently rocks in the ocean tides.

I knew we would have to get that boat to Honolulu and get Patty on that boat, maybe with me and Likele and trade-off partners, above AND below decks, out on the open sea, with only the gulls and the dolphins to see us and hear our four joined cries of pleasure. Now THAT would be sweet!

Frank

W finished a nice lunch of northwest seafood, Dungenness crab to be precise- and a bottle of chardonney, and ten strolled down the dock to my boat. I was all that time thinking about how to get it to Hawaii. It was fine for the enclosed waters of Puget Sound and Lake Washington, but not nearly safe to traverse the open seas unless we were lucky enough to have perfect weather. Today was perfect- a bright sunny sprng day, but not nearly warm enough to shed our clothes

Pulling out of the moorage I toured the lake, not going through the locks to the sound. It is about a 10 foot difference in water level and takes quite a while, so I left that for another day. I showed her the University and we saw the Husky crews out practising for theit rowing season. Then I cruised past the new house of Bill Gates, Chairman of Microsoft. It is right on the water and supposedly cost over ten million to build.

Considering just mooring at the dock at my condo, I decided to return to the marina because my car was there, and it would be an inconvenience in the morning. Driving home we dstopped at the market for some groceres. I re,memberede te lovely dinner Leilani prepared for Patty anfd me in Honolulu, so I wanted to test her again. We picked out some nice thick pork chops, and with rice, asparagus, salad makings, and a few more bottles of wine we headed back home. As we entered I saw a notice posted on the bulletin board of the community party in the activity room tomorrow night. that caught my eye, because it was aleways a swinging affair and i had slept with most of the women in the building over time, as a result of these parties. I knew Leilani would be the hit of the party in one of her hawaiian outfits. Knowing Bob, he would make a beeline for her which was fine with me because his wife Phyllis was one of my favorite sex partners, and we had enjoyed each other many times either just the two of us or in a threesome.

Leilani fixed the pork chops with a sauce with a little vermouth, and she plied me again with her delightful cuisine. As we toasted each other to anote lovely evenng of lovemaking I wondered why I would ever want to leave. She was close to my age, and I knew I could never keep up with Patty's sex drive for very long, and soon I would be too old to participate at all. That was why I accepted her multiple partners, knowing I could watch and join in when I felt up to it.

More than once since that night at the club I imagined myself tangled up with Ambrosia's blonde hair, and Sophia and her friends, but right now I had the mother lode of sex with Leilani across the table with her footie in my crotch fondling me as we ate and drank, and i told her wat was in store for us at the party tmorroew night. She beamed with pleasure looking forward to meeting my wealthy neighbors, and I began to wonder f I'd ever see her again after she found another lover in the group.

It still being mid-afternoon in Honolulu we wondered what Patty was doing so we called her. As I talked to her, after Leilani had said hi and compared a few notes, Leilani sucked my cock and I knew Patty could hear the loud slurps and giggles, and she asked me if i was enjoying her. I told her the truth, and then told her about the plans for tomorrow night. She wanted to know when we would be back and I couldnt tell her yet, because of the lawsuit pending at my business, but promised to keep her up to date. Ten se had to hang up to get ready t o to the club. I could hea Likele's voice in the background telling her to hurry up, so I knew she was in good hands herself, as was I

Likele

I liked this gig of erotic dancing, especially when Patty made it so worth my while sexually and Sophia financially. After we finished the first night she took mne home to sleep with her, and told me all aboiut her fiance Frank and their plans to but the club together.

But now, Frank was in Seattle with my lady Lailani, and here I was screwing his fiance in her bed, after playing with her and Ambrosia at the club, and then earning all that money (this is work?) at the club with Sophia and her friends.

As we got ready to go back to work, the phone rang and Patty's face brightened as she answered it and talked to Seattle. I heard just abgout enough and thern told Patty to hang up because we had to get moving

Actually I had to get a piece of ass and get Patty all juiced up for tonight, so I led her back to bed. We had fucked several times during the night, and again this morning, but that was hours ago and I needed to get in the mood for tonight and whatever might happen at the club. Neiher of us had worn a stitch of clothes all day, once we got Angela off to school, and soon we had to pick her up again so we had to get dressed. As we drove to the school all I thought about was Patty sliding nude down that pole, and I was glad it was my pole she was sliding on today, and intended to keep it that way

Signs. Lots and lots of little signs. Signs that the marriage plans between Frank and me were rapidly unraveling. I felt dense and slow, not to have recognized any of the signs before they grew from a handful to dozens and then hundreds.

It started when I hadn't been able to convince Frank to stay with me in Hawaii and use phone, fax, and email to handle the details of selling-off his business in Seattle. No, he INSISTED on going back to deal with everything in person.

Then his first day back home in Seattle, his employees dropped the bomb-shell on him: while he was extending his Hawaiian vacation to spend time with me, his company was hit with a lawsuit. After he told me about it on the phone, I began to wonder why he was fighting this lawsuit SO damned hard. If he truly loved me and wanted to marry me, just settle the damned lawsuit quickly, sell off the business, and rush back to Hawaii, into my arms, into my bed, instead of staying away and fighting the lawsuit so long and hard.

Then there was the nonsense about his boat. He had contacted all these tugboat companies. Most didn't want to be bothered towing his boat all the way from Seattle to Honolulu. The few who were even willing to try, wanted more to tow his boat than Frank earned in a whole year!

"So sell your boat in Seattle, and buy a new one here in Hawaii," I had told him. But he had so many cherished memories of wife-swapping parties with his first wife on that boat, and he just couldn't bring himself to part with that boat. The fact that he was unwilling to let go of his boat and his first wife's memories, to live in wedded bliss with ME, should have been a BIG tip-off that our marriage plans were in deep, DEEP trouble.

Then there were the late-night calls where I could hear Aunt Leilani joyously, gleefully sucking on Frank's cock. At first, I was happy for them, and with Auntie reassuring me that she was teaching Frank to be a better lover for ME, I was eagerly looking forward to experiencing all that Frank had learned from my Auntie. But as Frank's stay in Seattle dragged on from days to weeks and then to months, it bgean to dawn on even dense little me, that I would NEVER get the chance to enjoy Frank's new-found sexual expertise for myself.

In our phone convesrations, Leilani and Frank seemed to be developing a true deep love between them. Frank sounded much happier with her than he EVER had with me. And I don't know if or when I've EVER heard Leilani happier than when she talked about Frank!

And then there was the matter of Aunt Leilani's boy-toy, Likele. Lots of the girl dancers down at our club, including me, put on a show of enjoying one another. Sometimes, a guy and girl team even pretended to enjoy each other up on stage. But whenever Likele and I stripped each other and danced together up on stage, there was no ACTING about it! The passion between us was genuine every time, and it was always SIZZLING hot. Judging by the huge tips that m,y wealthy patron Sophia and other customers always gave us, I think they could TELL that they were witnessing genuine fireworks between us up on stage! Maybe even before I fully realized it!

And then, too, there was the matter of owning the gentlemen's club. Frank had arranged to buy the club as a gift for ME, not for US! When my wealthy customer Sophia had asked Frank to be an exotic dancer WITH me, he seemed to HATE that idea. Yet Likele had taken to the idea of stripping with me instantly, enthusiastically, even though (like Frank) he had NEVER done stripped for an audience before!

At first, my wealthy patron Sophia seemed to pine over Frank's absence as much as I did, and asked about him incessantly. But eventually, even Sophia had stopped asking when Frank would return and do a strip-tease for her. She was enjoying the chemistry between Likele and me up on stage TOO much now, to mention or much care about Frank any more.

In the past, I would sometimes bring other attractive dancers or hot-looking customers, male and female, home to play. Even after accepting Frank's marriage proposal, I had still been bringing home extra lovers quite frequently.

But with Frank gone, I was bringing Likele home EVERY night, and eagerly, wildly, passionately fucking his brains out several TIMES a night. I didn't want or need ANY other men! I would still occasionally bring my sweet blonde coworker Ambrosia home for a bit of girl-on-girl action, but Likele satisfied me SO completely, that I was finding even my sessions with Ambrosia becoming less and less freequent. In fact, if Likele had asked me to, I would have given up Ambrosia entirely, not an easy thing for a true lover of pussies like me to do. But Likele never asked that of me, he loved me too much to ask such sacrifices from me. And besides, Likele seemed to enjoy the occasional threesomes with Ambrosia as much as I did.

Then there was all the wedding planning. Frank had told me before he left, that he would leave all the details up to me. It was pretty clear that even if Frank had stayed in Honolulu, he wouldn't have lifted a FINGER to help me book a hall, find a caterer, choose flower arrangements, pick-out and buy my wedding gown, select bridesmaids gowns, select china patterns, and get wedding invitations printed and mailed.

But Likele went EVERYWHERE with me on all these errands, and made helpful suggestions every step of the way. Everywhere we went, clerks said what a cute couple Likele and I make, and how much in love we seem to be. After the fifth such remark, I gave up trying to correct them, that Likele is NOT the groom.

I remembered that gut-wrenching night at the beach, when Frank had pressured me into marrying him, and I had instantly regretted saying yes, and then told him no. And how Angela had persuaded me to say yes after all. If Frank and I really loved each other and were truly meant to marry, the decision shouldn't and wouldn't have been THAT difficult. As more and more people began to assume that Likele and not Frank was my intended groom, the idea started to grow on me. I began to feel inside that if Likele ever asked me to be his bride, I would not experience ANY of that gut-wrencing indecision I had gone through with Frank, that I would say yes in a HEARTBEAT. Joyously, exuberantly yes, yes, YES!

But the problem was, Likele HADN'T asked me to marry him yet, and I don't think our relationship was yet at the level where he would feel COMFORTABLE proposing to me. Especially since I was already engaged to Frank!

And then there was my daughter Angela. She would often comment about how Frank was fine for taking her on picnics and to the zoo, but for REALLY fun stuff we neded Likele. It was true: Likele was much younger and more energetic than Frank: he would play basketball and even tackle football with my VERY athletric daughter, and Likele was even teeaching her how to surf, something I couldn't picture Frank doing in a million years!

"Likele is more willing to be silly with me than Frank is, too, mommy," Angela told me one day. "I mean, can you IMAGINE Frank playing tea-party or dollies with me!"

I had to laugh. There was NO way reserved, conservative businessman Frank would EVER let himself be that silly!

The clincher was one morning, after particularly vigorous all-night lovemaking, and Likele came down to breakfast in only his very short white tennis shorts. My gaze followed up from his cute dark bare feet, up his dark athletic legs, and finally locked on tose yummy rippling chest muscles of his.

"Mommy!" Angela called. Mom-MMMEEE! Stop staring at Likele's chest and LISTEN to me!"

"Oh, sorry sweetie. What is it?"

"I SAID!" Angela shouted, indignant about my having ignored him, "I have NEVER seen you SO happy as you are with Likele! You're ALWAYS smiling, your eyes sparkling, your whole FACE lights up whenever you just LOOK at him. Like how your face looks right NOW! So, what I want to know is, when are you gonna dump tired, sorry old Frank, and marry your favorite hunk Likele?"

That's when it finally hit me like a bolt of thunder: I wanted to marry Likele, not Frank! And I think Frank wanted to marry my Aunt Leilani, not me!

"I don't KNOW, Sweetie," I smiled. "Likele hasn't ASKED me to marry him! But you're right about ONE thing, he sure is a HUNK, isn't he Angela, my little darling? And god does he EVER make me light up and glow and tingle all over, inside!"

I turned to Likele and smiled. "You know," I whispered dreamily, "If you ever DID ask me to marry you, there is NO way I could EVER say no!"

"MARRY her, Likele!" Angela teased. "And make mommy the happiest lady on the PLANET!"

Likele grew quiet, and a wistful, contemplative look overtook his face. I thought nothing of it at the time, and I quickly dismissed his thoughtful expression from my mind.

A week later, when Likele was giving my daughter another surfing lesson, and I was once more lost in dreamily gazing at his hunky bare bronze chest, Likele reached in the pocket of his blue beach shorts, and produced a small black box, with edges trimmed in real gold.

"Last week, Angela asked me to make her mommy the happiest woman on the planet. So today, I'm asking you to make me the happiest MAN on the planet."

Likele knelt in the beach sand on one knee, and snapped the lid of the little black box open, revealing a gold ring that was set with the biggest, purest white diamond I'd ever seen, gleaming brighter than the Hawaiian sunshine at high noon!

I threw my arms around Likele, pressing my tenny-tiny yellow bikini bottoms tight up against the bulging ridge up along the front of Likele's blue beach shorts, and rubbing hard and tight up against him, crotch to crotch. I kissed him fiercely, eagerly, knocking the wind out of him and nearly pushing him over backwards on the sand, flat on his back. I ran one hand frantically through his thick, dark hair.

"Oh, YES Likele! [Kiss, smooch] YES! [kiss, kiss KISS!] Yes, yes, oh, YES! [Smooch, smooch SMOOCH, kiss kiss!] Yes, yes, YES! Oh Likele, I LOVE you! I love you SO damned much!"

"I love YOU, Patty!" Likele kissed me back, deeply, passionately, repeatedly.

"Oh mommy," Angela cried. "I am SO happy for you!" Then she grew quite, and whispered, "How are you going to tell Frank?"

Frank! Oh my god, I had forgotten all ABOUT Frank! How do you TELL one man that you are breaking off your engagement with HIM, to marry another man?

That night, I paced nervously back and forth for about two hours, before working up the nerve to call Seattle.

Aunt Leilani answered the phone: "Huff, huff, puff...HELLO?"

"Auntie, is Frank there?"

I heard Aunt Leilani giggle and whisper, "It's your ex-bride-to-be." I puzzled for a moment as to what that comment might mean, but I shrugged it off when Frank came to the phone.

"Huff, huff, puff. HELLO, Patty, it's Frank. Huff, huff. What can I do for you tonight?"

As usual, as Frank talked, I could hear Aunt Leilani loudly and joyously sucking away at Frank's cock, while she giggled and they both moaned. I must say, sucking Frank's cock seemed to have become Auntie's favorite activity now, at all hours of the day and night. They both seemed to be REALLY enjoying it, so I guess I was happy for them about that.

"Oh, Frank," I sobbed. "I don't know how to TELL you this!"

"Are you OK, Patty? Did someone hurt you?"

"No, no," I sniffled. "Nothing like THAT!"

"Did someone hurt Angela!" Frank gasped. "Because if they did, I'll KILL them!"

"Shut UP, Frank!" I yelled. "I'm trying to TELL you something!"

"Sorry," Frank whispered. "I'll be quiet now, and listen."

"THANK you, Frank! What I'm TRYING to tell you is, I'm calling OFF our wedding!"

"WHAT!" Frank gasped. "WHY?"

"Oh, Frank," I replied. "Don't act so SHOCKED! I think we've known for some time now, that you and I don't really LOVE each other! Tonight Likele proposed to me, and I accepted. So I can't exactly marry YOU any more, now, CAN I?"

I heard Frank whispeer to Aunt Leilani "Patty's marrying Likele!"

I heard Aunt Leilani back her mouth off Frank's cock with a loud "Pop!"

"Oh, Patty," Aunt Leilani said on the phone, "I am SO happy for you both! And you have solved a dilemma for ME! I didn't know how to TELL you this, but you've just made it a LOT easier for me!"

"Tell me WHAT, Auntie?"

"Tonight, Frank proposed to me, and I accepted!"

"Oh, Auntie!" I gushed. "How WONDERFUL for you both! Thanks to me, you found a perfect mate close to YOUR own age, and thanks to YOU, I found a perfect mate close to MY own age!"

"Yes," Frank whispered. "I always felt that the age difference between you and me was an obstacle in our wedding plans, Patty. So it looks like this all worked out for the best after all!"

"Frank's decided to stay in Seattle and keep his business AND his boat!" Aunt Leilani told me. "You and Likele can have and run the club in Honolulu, and we'll be your silent business partners from here in Seattle."

"But you'll BOTH come to Honolulu for my wedding, right!"

"Only if I can kiss the bride!" Frank laughed.

"KISS me? Oh, Frank, I hope you'll do a LOT more than just KISS me when we next meet. I really and truly MISS your beautiful hard cock, Frank!"

"And I miss Likele's amazing thick cock, too!" Aunt Leilani cooed.

"Well, of COURSE, Auntie. Likele can hardly WAIT until you are once more eagerly riding his cock! Why don't we have a double wedding ceremony here in Honolulu, and a foursome honeymoon!"

"Sounds TERRIFIC, Patty!" Frank and Leilani chimed in unison.

"Good. Then it's settled! The wedding is in five weeks. We'll see you both then! And any time you visit Hawaii again after that, you two are ALWAYS welcome in our home, in our bed, in our arms."

I hung up, looked in on my sleeping daughter, and softly kissed her cheek. Then I locked my bedroom door and eagerly pounced on my NEW fiance Likele's beautiful hard-on, eagerly and bouncily riding the rest of the night away on him, until the break of dawn, both of us crying out ecstatically for hours on end.

Could life BE better for all four of us now, Likele and me in Honolulu, Frank and Aunt Leilani in Seattle, than it was at this very moment? Two weddings, a four-way honeymoon, Frank gets to keep his business and his boat, and Likle and I become the new owners of the club where we both work. The ancient Hawaiian gods were truly smiling on us all this night!

Likele

I sat there patiently while Pattry talked to Seattle, telling Frank and Leilani the latest news. I was so excited I sat there playing with my hard cock right inb front of her, wantin g her mouth or cunt on it as she told them about our wedding plans

Somehow it surprised me that Patty related that they were completely happy with the arrangement. How coiuld he give up the lovliest woman in Hawaii and run oiff to some place like cold wet seattle with an old crone like Leilani when here he had it all?

As soon as she hung up, we ran to the bed ad hopped in. I laid on my back while she climbed on me and rode my cock. I bucked like a rodeo bronco, but wasnt trying to bounce her off, just try to satisfy my insatiable bride to be, as we fucked until we came again., now formally engaged and counting the days.

If ever there was ANY doubt, I knew now that I had made the right choice, marrying Likele instead of Frank. Likele's appetite for sex with me, was as completely insatiable as my appetite for sex with him. And with each intense upward thrust of Likele's cock up into my instaiably-hungry pussy tonight, I could truly feel how much Likele genuinely loves me, heart and soul as well as body; such a feeling, of such intense love between us, I had never really felt on ANY of the many times when Frank had fucked me.

After a disasterous relationship with Angela's biological father, a stormy relationship with Frank, and trampy sluttiness with an endless parade of beautiful, hot young women, I was finally, FINALLY home and safe and warm and loved and contented, here in Likele's strong, loving arms, showered in his wonderful all-over-my-body kisses. And yet, and YET, I would still get to fuck Frank from time to time, and the cute blonde exotic dancer Ambrosia, too.

If there IS a heaven, I am already in it!

(Hint to Likele aka ferryrider: write at length about our double wedding ceremony, and our honeymoon with Frank and Aunt Leilani, next).