bad liar

Cheryl couldn’t help but watch the way the man moved himself. He gave off a confident vibe she found attractive; it exactly what she needed. The corners of her mouth twitched in a soft smirk before she sat up, took his hand and let him pull her with him to the bar.·“Hmm.. Same old, same old gets tiring. I wanna try somethin’ new. Does the bar have any specials?“ she wondered out loud, just when the bartender came their way.

Jack looked to the bartender for an answer.· He had a few drinks that were what he always had.· He wasn’t the new drink trying type.· He waited till she got her drink before nodding towards towards a couple of empty seats.··“I’m Jack.· How’s the island treating you so far?”

“Maybe if I asked real sweet,” she replied. One finger ran up the side of the glass before circling the lip. “I’ll go first.” Her voice was quiet as her eyes glanced up from where she had be staring at her wine. The faintest smile traced her lips. “I like someone who isn’t afraid to take what they want. If someone wants to be worth my time, they better show me why they think they are.”

“Mmh.  It might take a little more than sweet talkin’.”  He sipped his drink, his eyebrows furrowed as he listened before setting his glass back down.  “Hmm... well we feel differently there.  I’m not so stingy with my time.  I make room for everyone.”

“So not that long bur not that new either,” he remembered his first month there, he was a little lost, and took some time to get used, but the nice people there helped a little. “Hm… I can’t help with the escort… But the bar and the strip club are pretty nice, everything is though, so if you can check everything out.”

“Yeah.”  He listened to the man and figured he was being modest when he said he couldn’t help with the escorts.  Two years working there and not having sex with at least one?  Bull shit.  “Okay, everything.  Thanks.  That’s a... real specific.”

Cheryl let out a relaxed sigh. She could get used to this: The beautiful view, that gigantic pool, the countless attractive people… Sunglasses hid her emerald hues that took in the scenery, as her petite body rested on one of the sunbeds. The sun wasn’t particularly cruel in that hour; not to mention the wonders it did to her shiny red hair. Her skin still felt a little cool from her dive earlier and her swimsuit hadn’t dried completely just yet. It honestly was one of the few moments when she forgot what brought her there and simply enjoyed every minute of it. 

Perhaps it was this confidence that intrigued the man into offering her a drink; or maybe he simply wanted some company after his swim and didn’t care about who said company was. Cheryl didn’t care to figure out which was the case, because a fun company was all that was missing from her, too. “For starters,” she replied as a flirty smile found its way on her lips.

Jack almost felt bad for distracting her.  Her poolside time looked relaxing but she didn’t seem bothered with that smile on her face.  “Great.”  With one hand patting himself with his towel, he held out the other for the woman.  It was no wonder he loved this place when he had everything he wanted at his disposal without the sneaking around.  That might have added to the fun but it got old.  Quick.  For now, he could just... enjoy himself.  “What can I get you to drink?,” he asked as they walked over to the bar.

“Nice meeting you, Jack, my name is Fernando,” he smiled at the other, he didn’t have many guy friends, he seemed to get along more with girls than with guys, but he still had one or two guy friends. “A while, yes, I have worked here for two years, are you new around?”

“A little new.  Been here a little over a month.”  As they approached the bar, Jack ordered a drink and then looked over at the other, a grin on his face.  “So... two years.  Got any good tips or places I should check out?  And favorite escorts?,” he asked with a wink, always looking for a good time.

Once it was his turn, Nelson quickly ordered his drink. “Right?” he agreed. If he was being honest, he didn’t really look into what the place had to offer when he got the invitation. He just made sure it actually existed. “How long have you been here?”

“I’ve been here a little over a month.”  It was Jack’s only chance at privacy and getting to live the life he wanted.  It was perfect.  “What about you?”  It was one of the more intriguing things about the resort.  Learning about the people there.  Everyone seemed normal but there had to be something to make them work or visit a sex resort.

“Anything within reason,” she laughed before taking a slow steady drag. There was something about the burn of it that really got her going. Maybe it was a twisted ‘punishment’ she often felt she deserved. Nonchalantly her hand waved at his thanks. Though a beat later the air caught in her throat as the word gorgeous echoed in her ears. Dumbly she stared at him, not quite accustomed to men complimenting her like that. Especially ones that looked like him. “– thank you, I’m S-Sydney.” She cringed at herself for a brief second before trying to save face. “I’ve only really just gotten here, Jack…” She smiled, liking the way his name sounded coming from her lips. “Would you mind showing me around, maybe your fave spots to chill?”

Jack took his time enjoying his first cigarette in a while.  It was a good calm for his ever so eager nerves.  The slight change in her voice is what brought him back, his eyes glancing her over.  “Sydney,” he repeated, still thinking about where the change came from.  “Hmm... my favorite places?  I can think of a few.”  Standing up, he held out his hand for her, mentally mapping out their tour.

She watched him as he sat down, following suit a moment later. Crossing her legs, she leaned back on the chair before smirking.·“Tell me a bit about yourself, darling. What makes you tick?”

One eyebrow cocked at her question, taking it ins with a slight chuckle.··“What makes me tick?”· He sipped his drink to keep the smile off his face, still finding it amusing.··“Do I look like the kind of guy who would give up that information up front?”

She’s known him his whole life and she knows the tone changes in his voice to an absolute… t. So, when he speaks up about what she said, she just tilts her head back and swallows thickly. And then his words were almost like a kick to the gut. He got another room in case. Her hands rest on her hips for a moment and she chews on the inside of her cheek. Turning around, she faces him and just stares at him. “Honestly, you could say that with a little more venom, Jack. Married. Oh God, not married.” The brunette just furrows her brow and she takes a deep breath.

“Well, you know what? Have fun in your extra room. You can leave now, if you’d like, because I’m not leaving yet and I’m sure you have something else to get to.” Nadine waves her hand at the door and she pulls the dress off, suddenly feeling disgusting in it. She pulled her t-shirt back on and she runs her fingers through her hair. Her fingers fly over her phone as she responds to message and she climbs onto the bed.

"Why are you upset?" This was precisely why he didn't like talking about this stuff with her. Neither of them could handle it. Especially him but he was better at hiding it. "You knew what the fuck this was, Nadine!"

Jack got up off the bed, fuming on the inside. This was why he didn't do relationships or anything like that. It was just easier to keep emotions out. He was about to get dressed and leave when he looked over and saw the dress there. He picked it up and walked to the side of the bed Nadine was on with the intention of the only way he knew how to diffuse these things. "Put this on."

She tilted her head, watching him for a moment before pushing herself up from the lounge chair. “I’ll let you treat me to a glass of rosé.” Harlowe smirked, starting to walk toward the bar. “You’ll have to impress me before I let you buy me a second glass.”

"Lucky me." His eyes glossed over her, a smirk on his face as he walked over with her. He ordered their drinks and once getting them began to walk back to the lounge chairs with her. "Well, I may a good first impression so that second one will be coming quick." As he sat down and sipped his drink, his eyes never left her.

Harlowe was soaking in the sun, her eyes closed and head tilted back against the chair she was lounging on. As she heard someone speak to her, she opened her eyes and looked him up and down, smirking. Sitting up on her elbows, she looked back up at him. “What’s the rush, Handsome? Not one for relaxing by the pool?”

Jack smiled at the blonde as he grabbed his towel, patting himself a bit.  “Sure.  With a drink in hand.  His eyes diverted to the pool bar before looking back at her and winking.  “So... anything for you, gorgeous?”

She just stared down at her nails when he spoke and then glances over at him once she’s sitting up against the headboard. Nadine was relieved he just said drinks and she runs her fingers through her hair. “Drinks? Sounds fun.” Is all she says and she sits up a little better, playing with the end of her shirt. “Uhm, no idea. I might go to the Lounge or something. There’s plenty of new people arriving.” She gives him a small smile and runs her hands over her legs.

“Wanna get to know some of ‘em.” Nadine shrugs and stands up to grab her lotion and started rubbing it into her legs before she moves to find a dress to wear that evening. She did everything in her power not to think of what Jackson does while she’s not here or… even while she is here. It makes her stomach turn. She agreed to this, so she had to deal with it, and she knew it. Picking out a particularly revealing black dress, she held it up to her frame and smiled, replacing her shirt with it.

"Yeah, I'm sure it will be." As he got up and put a shirt on, Jack rolled his eyes while he was faced away from her, not wanting her to see his annoyance. "Get to know some of them, huh? Well, if you get cut anywhere, clean it up." His words were said with a hint of bitterness and less playfulness than usual.

"So, uhh... I got another room. In case. I want sure if I should tell you cause I wasn't sure if you were coming back but I figured we could use some privacy sometimes, ya know? We don't have to act so... married here." He said it like it was a bad word. To him it was. Plus, he'd hate to have to kicked out for beating the crap out of some guy he caught fucking her. His eyes caught her holding the dress up, his jaw clenching as he picked up his phone and plopped back down onto the bed. "Nice dress."

Her breathing is laboured and she hums as she leans forward for a moment, just standing there with him. Biting into her lip, she whined as she’s turned to face him. A gasp escapes her when she feels him massaging between her thighs. Nadine grips onto his shoulders for a moment and she rests their foreheads together before kissing him once more. “Mhmm, it was.” She gives him a small smile and moves to stand beneath the water, cleaning herself off.

Nadine just smiles up at her husband and best friend before she moves to step out of the shower. A towel is wrapped around her frame and she walks into their room. All she does is pull on a pair of underwear and a t-shirt, “I actually took a real shower before I arrived here… just wanted you to fuck me in there.” Nadine grins up at Jackson and shrugs her shoulders. “What are you doing tonight?” She asks, sitting down on the bed and leaning back against her elbows.

Jack quickly rinsed off before getting out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist as he went back into the bedroom and plopped on the bed.  “So you lied to me to get me in there?!  I’m beginning to think you’re using me for sex, Nadine.  I feel used.”  He smiled over at her, clearly joking.  

“Tonight?”  He didn’t have a specific plan in mind but it involved one, even two or three women, none of which would have been Nadine.  “Probably go grab a few drinks or something.”  With a shrug, he sat back up and slid his boxers back on, once again grabbing his phone but having no notifications.  “What about you?”  Honestly, he didn’t want to know.  

Her fingers tangled in his hair, just a little tighter. Hips keep moving and she moans when she hears his words. Turning her head, she rests her forehead against his jaw and squirms as the pressure builds and builds and builds. A scream of his name escapes her mouth and she tightens up around his cock. “Fuckfuckfuck!” Nadine gasps and presses her lips against his jaw now, but still moves her hips, waiting for him to cum now. She was still riding out her own orgasm and digs her nails into his skin.

A whimper escapes her and she smirks against his lips when she turns his head to kiss him. “Cum for me,” she whispers into his mouth and shifts to grip onto what she can, rocking her hips against his as quickly as she can to help him let go as hard as she did. Her body trembled and her body burned from the inside out. “Feel so good inside of me.”

Their bodies moved together, each moan of there’s louder than the one before.  The sound of his name echoing in the bathroom brought a sense of satisfaction to Jack.  His dick twitched inside of her, groaning as her nails dug into him.  Fuck, I love this.  

His thrusts slowed slightly as he let her ride out her orgasm but quickly picked up as he felt himself on the edge.  “Fuck... fuck, I love fucking you.”  The sound of their skin slapping together as well as a mix of their moans drowned out anything and everything.  Both hands moved to her waist as he let out a loud moan, gripping her hips and helping her moved up and down on his as he felt himself cumming inside of her.  After a few more thrusts, he held her hips tightly, keeping her on his cock as he finished before letting himself slide out of her.

She can feel his grip tighten on her wrists and throws her head back when he thrusts into her, hard. Nadine gasps against his lips and she rolled her hips back. Her heart raced in her chest and …he was right. He was better at showing it than saying it. Both of them were. Her forehead rests against the wall when he pulls away from the kiss, but she keeps her hands where they are. Her leg holding her up trembled a little when he began to play with her clit and she cried out as his pace picked up. “Fu-Fuck,” she whines and dug her teeth into her lower lip.

Her head tilted to the side and her eyes shut while his mouth made use of her neck and she hums when he speaks. Her body was pressed up against cold tile as he fucked into her. One of her hands drops to tangle in his hair and she arched her back. The words he says next actually take her off guard and she has to grab onto his arm to keep herself steady. Nadine doesn’t say anything back, she keeps quiet apart from the noises she makes every time he rocks his hips and hit that very sweet spot inside of her. 

It wouldn’t take her long to come again and she tilts her head back against his shoulder again as she feels the pressure take up most of the room at the pit of her stomach. She tries to rock her hips, tries to  get even closer to the edge, “I’m so fucking… close.” It’s whimpered and she squeezes her eyes shut for a moment.

Finally letting her hands go, he used the hand that had her wrists to wrap around her waist, feeling the tremble in her legs. His other hand continued to circle her clit as its arm held her leg up. He continued to fuck her hard and began to pick up the pace.

All she can do is lean back against the wall and she tries to even out her breathing as much as possible. Her fingers stay in his hair as he kissed his way up her body and she knows he partly doesn’t believe her when he hears her tell him she loves him. Which was okay, he didn’t have to, just like she wasn’t going to wait around for him to say the same thing to her. His lips were on hers, briefly, and then she was being turned around to face the wall. Biting into her lip, she allows him to direct her wherever he wants her.

His words only make her shiver a little bit and she rests her forehead against the tile wall. Nadine puts her wrists where he wants them and she opens her legs wider for him. She’s back to standing on one foot and she simply whines because she doesn’t want to fall. It’s never happened, but maybe she just wanted him to pick her up and throw her onto their bed. He speaks up again and she huffs, “Told you that already…” Nadine mumbles and she squirms when she feels him teasing her with the tip of his cock.

“Please… just wanna feel you buried inside of me.” The flying had her exhausted in the first place, so this was just the icing on the cake. She rests her head back against his shoulder and turned her head to catch his mouth in a kiss. “Think it’s time for you to tell me how much you missed me instead of the other way around.” She whispered to her husband and she purposefully pushes her ass back against him, trying to get his cock to go deeper.

Her begs made him push in a little bit, a groan escaping him as she pushed back onto his cock. "Why do I have to tell you? You know I'm better at showing you." His hand moved under the leg that was up, holding her as he pushed roughly into her pussy. His other hand tightened a bit more around her dainty wrists. Their lips met and he began to thrust slow and long and hard.