The phone woke up Bridget and Dewayne. It was the wake-up call they requested. They wanted to eat the complimentary breakfast even if it meant not getting a full 8 hours on the first night of their week’s vacation. They could always go back to bed. Hurriedly they put on their clothes and walked downstairs and across the parking lot to the main lobby.

In the breakfast room they noticed another couple in the corner. Both wore tee shirts from “Kent’s Erotic Photography.” The lady had a “J” on her purse.

“I think that’s them,” Bridget whispered. “Don’t look anymore than you have to. I could be wrong. Get a table on the other side of the room as far away from them as you can – at least until we check them out more.”

“What’s to check out? They appear to be pretty cool,” Dewayne said. “Shit, let’s go for it. I’m going to sit near them and find out for sure.”

As the parties eyed each other, Dewayne spoke up. “Bridget, will you get me a knife from the counter. I forgot to get one while I was there.” Taking the hint she said. “Sure Dewayne.”

When she got back to the table the other lady said, “Excuse me, did I talk to you on the phone last night? I’m Janelle and this is Kent.”

Janelle appeared to be only 2 or 3 years older than Bridget. She had very long bleached-blonde hair as compared to Bridget’s shoulder length sandy blonde curls. Bridget noticed the tongue ring in Janelle’s mouth and some ink on her biceps and on ankles. Despite the early hour, Janelle appeared made up for the evening. Her halter revealed a perfect athletic figure that only comes from continual aerobic workouts.

Kent had a much smaller build than Dewayne’s construction worker body. He too appeared about 3 or 4 years older but about 20 to 30 pounds lighter. He appeared to have a large bulge in his shorts. Kent probably had even fewer body hairs than Dewayne but he certainly had a better haircut. Like many construction workers, Dewayne seldom visited a barbershop.

After shaking hands the two couples exchanged small talk, before getting to the main topic.

“We’d love to accept the offer you made last night, if it still stands that is,” Bridget said.

“Sure it still stands,” Janelle replied with a wink. “We’d be crazy not to hang out with you two hotties.”

“We’ve been planning on going to the beach since we got here,” Bridget replied. “We’ll work up a good appetite for dinner though. The beach really takes it out of you. What time and where do you want to meet?”

They agreed to meet at 6:30 p.m. in the hotel bar. They’d go to a nice restaurant and then decide the rest of the evening’s activities over dinner.

“You’re probably heading to the beach that’s a block from here, but if you don’t mind driving about 15 minutes, there is a great private beach,” Kent suggested. “It costs $50 each to get in. We usually go there because bathing suits are optional and anything goes. And I mean anything you feel like doing, you can do it out in the open.” He wrote the directions on the back of one of his business cards.

“Give them a 100 bucks baby,” Janelle suggested. “Our treat! Just promise me you won’t get too sunburned today. I want you comfortable tonight when we’re having fun.”

Kent explained they already had their day of activities planned too – much of it work related.

“You guys have a lot of fun at the beach and we’ll catch you later.”

Sitting alone in the breakfast room, except for the attendant who was taking up the food, Bridget and Dewayne talked about what seemed to be a game. The idea of hanging out with Janelle and Kent excited both of them.

“Are you ready to watch me fuck someone else?” Bridget asked Dewayne.

“I think I can handle it,” he replied sipping coffee. “But you know that you are much more emotional than me about these things. Can you handle the emotions of seeing me fuck that chick? You’re going to have to perform in front of me with Kent and maybe even with Janelle. Are you OK with that? Have you thought about being with a woman?”

“The last time I was with a girl was back in high school,” Bridget explained while eating a piece of fruit.

“Since I met you I hadn’t even wanted to be with a woman. That was until last night. Going to the club and dancing with those girls and letting them feel me and me feeling them, I began thinking about what I’ve been missing. Then what happened after we got here and performing for Janelle and Kent through the condo wall.