The Beach

Tseranc said:
He saw Janice coming, in all her nude glory, and nearly dropped the hammer on his foot.

He intently watched each skip she took on her journey – he was sure his entire head followed the movements a bit to obviously.

Then shaking it off, in hopes of not being caught gawking, he pretended to go back to work until she finally was there.

“Hi there Janice, hope the place is starting to look like something appealing to ya!”

I grin widely, and embrace him tightly, giving him a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Oh it is wonderful! It's looking great! Say, is it ... useable? I mean, it's almost lunchtime ...."

I haven't released him from my embrace yet, grinning widely at him.

"Give me a tour, I want to see what you've done so far!"
 
James tries to play it cool

Her hug and peck on the cheek made him blush, and he was holding off with all his might the blood from flowing south at her naked wet body against his.

“Yes, its useable!”


He started pointing out the sink…gravity fed from a large barrel he had found…so that would need to be filled up each day or so. He had some poles places in a tripod to hang pots over the fire pit – which was dug deep, had rocks lining it, and forming the sides, with a grate on top for grilling.

Several shelves and cupboards were created from wood, freshly cut, and several move were in various stages of assembly nearby. The areas not near the fire pit had a loosely constructed roof of overlapping leaves from the topical trees – bound together, to keep it cooler form the sun.

He showed her each of these, but tried not to sound too excited about it – but couldn’t help but feel like some odd cross between the first time he’d shown a client his proposal, and the first time he asked a girl to the high school dance.

“So, whatta think?”
 
I nodded, smiling softly, at everything he pointed out.

"Genius. Umm, and just in time for lunch too! Spycey's going to help me out. We'll see just how well she works. The .. kitchen I mean."

I blushed softly, but continued talking past it.

"So I think we need to get a fire started. Oh, I will be right back. Have to get the fish and my cooking gear! When Spycey arrives show her around and let her get started on the mangos."
 
I arive at the 'kitchen' in time to see Janice hug James and bounce off. I watched in apreciation as the woman jogged away, looking like a kid at Christmas! Waving, I walked up to James. "Hey!" I greeted him, looking around "Nice place ya got here!" I smiled at him. The work had made his muscles more prominent, toned nicely from years of carpentry work. Really, he wasnt too bad looking, though a little 'lumpy' for my taste. I prefered a man with a martial artists body, or maybe even a dancer's. I dropped my armload of mangoes, slinging my arms around his neck and standing on tip toes as I hug him. Looking down his body I giggle "I swear, you all have me feeling SO over-dressed!"
 
James

He remarked at the second woman to embrace him over the kitchen…and knew no job in the city paid like this! Her toned form just barely clad in a bikini…

He was in just cargo shorts, which he as glad were loose fitting at the moment.

He hugged her back, “I’m glad you ladies are enjoying the place so far. Let me know if there is anything else I can add for you!” He looked her up and down, liking everything he saw, just as much as he did Janice.

To hell with the rest the world!
 
I grabbed my cooking utensils and the fish, and ran back to the kitchen.

"Okay, cool. now, we need a fire. Spycey, thanks for bringing my shirt and the mangos. James, stay nearby to help out. You know the kitchen better than we do now."

She was bouncing and full of excited energy. To see what James had made ... it gave her hope for the future, that they would make it!

She set her things down in the kitchen, and slipped the shirt over her body. She grinned and winked at both Spycey and James.

"Never cook naked," she said with a smirk, "however much you might want to entertain an audience."
 
Spycey pouted as she watched Janice put on her shirt. "Awwww..." She giggled though, and turned to James again, still clinging to his neck. "Ya know, I think we need some shelters to sleep in too. As nice as it is sleeping on the beach, it's gonna rain eventually. And us ladies like a li'l privacy now and then." She leaned up and kissed his cheek, then bounced off to find wood for a fire.
 
James

His arm went instinctively around her waist, as he took her with him as he turn, pointing to a few places, where this shelter she spoke of might be placed.

“Of course we’ll need a home – or several – what all did you have in mind for it babe?”

Thoughts of building some small huts for them all appealed to him, but more then that, he had women to impress now…far more rewarding then mere clients, or ungrateful bosses.
 
I saw James and Spycey getting friendly, and I was torn between jealousy and thoughts of getting friendly with both of them.

Ah! Plenty of the three of us to go round!

I got the fish ready, to the extent I could, and saw Spycey collecting firewood. She was a resourceful one. A great asset to the island.

And, sexy as hell. OK, Janice ... focus....
 
“Of course we’ll need a home – or several – what all did you have in mind for it babe?”

Spycey shrugged as she wriggled away to get the firewood, gathering up a fair amount in her arms as she called back. "I dunno...you're the architect!" She laughed as she dumped the wood by the 'stove'. "Besides, havent you ever seen Gilligan's Island?" She knelt down to lay the fire, smiling as she watched Janice in her short little shirt, just barely reaching her thighs. Tonight she wouldnt mind laying more than a fire!
 
I look back to Spycey, seeing her getting the fire ready .. and looking at me. I wink at her, and wriggle my rear just a little. I glance over at James too, giving him a little wink.

Too much, but that's part of the point, isn't it? Get rid of society, and it's rules. Forget them for a while at least.

I just sincerely hope the people here don't get sick of fish. We do need to find something else to eat ....
 
Spycey grins and winks back. Janice wriggles her hips, shaking that little bit of cloth around her smooth ass. Spycey looks at her seductively, pursing her lips to blow her a kiss before smiling and going back to her task.
 
I giggled softly at Spycey, as I returned to getting the fish ready. It was a sizeable amount of fish, as it was to be for everyone on the beach, but with these ingenious kitchen facilities I felt sure that I'd be able to do it.

"Oh, Spycey. When you're done with the fire, don't forget to work on the mangos!"
 
Spycey finished laying the fire, standing and dusting off her hands. "Gotcha!" She sat down in the sand, spreading out a few large palm fronds, and began peeling the mangoes.
 
I looked over at Spycey curiously, a brow arching.

"Umm .. is it fun down there Spycey? There's plenty of room over here, on the counters that James so kindly made for us to prepare food on. Silly!"

She giggles softly, patting the counter-space behind her, good solid wood that makes a pleasant thudding sound when she taps it.
 
James

"I dunno...you're the architect!" She laughed as she dumped the wood by the 'stove'. "Besides, havent you ever seen Gilligan's Island?"

He blushed at her comment. Gilligan’s Island now seemed like required material for their current situation. And he’d never seen an episode…

“Um, no, actually I haven’t seen that show,” he said, rather embarrassed. “Anything you wan to teach me from it?” It was a lame response, but he felt he needed to toss more in…to redeem himself in someway.

He started helping place the wood in the fire, building it up so it would be the right temperature to cook on soon.
 
Spycey giggled at her own forgetfullness and stands up, gathering the mangoes and palm fronds. She moves to the counter, again leaning up to James and kissing his cheek as she walked by. Spreading the fruit out on the counter and continuing her task she winks at James. "Only thing I remember about Gilligan's Island...the professor was hot!" She turns to the other woman "Right Janice?"
 
I smirked widely at Spycey.

"Honestly? I was always hot for Ginger."

I giggled again, cleaning fish guts and nastiness off my hands in the gravity-action sink (brilliant!) and gestured at the fillets.

"Okay, so we have fish fillets and mangos. I'm frying the fish, but what do wo do with the mangos? Fry them too?"

If she had more ingredients she would have made a mango and pepper glaze to coat the fish with, giving them a sweet and hot taste. Or perhaps mango cobbler as a desert....
 
Spycey tilts her head at the fish "Honestly, that's not a bad idea. Frying them will bring out the sugars, making almost a carmelized glaze for the fish." She smiles "We eat well today!" Going back to peeling the mangoes she picks up the other thread of conversation again. "Ginger was too high maintenance. Mary Ann...now she was hot! In her little shorts and pig-tails...a real girl-next-door."
 
I nodded.

"Good thinking. A glaze was what I was thinking anyway."

Then giggled softly.

"Oh yeah. She's the one I was thinking of. Ginger was the tight ass bitch actress? Gods it's been a long time since I saw that show. Yeah, Ginger! What was I thinking?!"

I placed the fillets into the pans, along with mangos, and as the pans were ready moved them over the fire. Lots of people to feed, and it seemed the numbers were growing by the minute. It would probably take a while to fix enough fish for everyone.
 
(Couldnt find the ooc thread, lol, but I think ima move my charry since Aaliyah hasnt posted in quite a bit it feels like)
 
James

He listened, in ignorance to the two women banter about fish, mangos, and ancient TV – all of which he knew nothing about – but he was loath to leave their company, they were fun, entertaining to watch, and HOT.

So he walked over to the pile of wood he’d made…scrapes mostly from his cabinet making, but it would do well to keep the fire going. Other then that he watched the two work, and not only out of lust, but to see how they used the kitchen, and see what else could be improved once he saw how people worked in it.
 
leopardlover said:
"Only thing to made a gorgeous day like today better would be a nicely packed bowl and a woman to share it, and a few hours after, with"

I smiled at Dare, this time genuinely. "Well I don't know if I'm nicely packed," I smirked. "But I am a woman, and I have a few hours to kill." I began to slowly back towards a more private part of the island, beckoning him with my eyes, "come". Janice didn't put a bet on my being able to stay away from him, so I had nothing to lose.

I was feeling incredibly horny with so many gorgeous men around me, not being able to touch one, and the others seemed like they had already hooked up. James had never given me a sideways glance, so that left Dare. Of course, I wouldn't fuck him just because there was no one else; I was curious to see just how daring he was.
 
Dare appraises her, nodding after a slow perusal.

"Very nicely packed. If the weed is as fine as you appear to be a bowl could make a man comatose by the end of it."

He follows her silent invitation, moving at her exact pace so a distance of about two feet and maintains it til they get to a more secluded area before he steps in close, lips running across hers lightly, teasingly. He takes a half step back and looks at her, not saying a word.But there is a gleam in his eyes. A dare. He's challenging her to up the ante.
 
Emily

Trailryder said:
I look at this sexy woman as she starts to stand. Her lucious breasts bounce a bit and I cant take my eyes from them. "The camp is just beyond the beach unless of course you want to take the long way?"

Emily smiles, enjoying the attention of his eyes, "mmm, let us take the long way around, enjoy the snd and sun." She chuckles softly.
 
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