She was
pretty enough I suppose. My best friend (and boss) asked me to keep her occupied while she was visiting this week. She was his
niece. She had some "issues" with her boyfriend back north. She had flown down to Miami to have some time to think about whether he was really the one for her or not. Bob wanted me to spend time with her to help her with her "decision".
Bob and I ran these weekend tours to Orlando once a month. Usually it was full of retired couples wanting to spend time at Disney World. Same old trip each time, it was starting to lose it's flavor. Nice money but same old, same old. This weekend suddenly looked more promising. I was ready for her before she even stepped onto the bus. I made sure that the only seat available for her was the one next to mine.
She appeared nervous. I did my bit welcoming the passengers and lightened things up with a few bad jokes. She smiled for a moment but covered her mouth with her hand self-consciously. I turned on the charm for her benefit telling her she shouldn't hide her smile.
I settled down next to her while Bob took over for the next half hour trying to make her feel comfortable. I had a few hours to warm her up. Bob had the rooms booked at his hotel already. Who was I to question him assigning her to my room? She was over 18 after all. She was pretty in a quiet sort of way, not dropdead gorgeous but not butt ugly either. I didn't mind helping her out at all.
There was no doubt in my mind where this weekend was going to go. I had an assignment. I was going to help her make her decision by tempting her. I already knew she found me attractive. I could see it in her eyes. I could feel it in her tremble as my leg brushed up against hers in the seat. I had her loosened up in no time.
At the hotel, I suggested we go swimming in the heated pool. There was only her, I, and the moon. I played around with her a while, throwing her into the water. She looked breathtaking in that white macrame bikini with her hair swirling around her in the water and the pool light surrounding her like a halo. She shrieked with laughter as I attempted to grab her ankles and pull her down. She swam away quickly. I took up the chase as we played cat and mouse. When I "caught" her, her laughter stopped. Her breath quickened. Her eyes darkened. She gnawed awkwardly on her lower lip. It was time to make my move. I drew her close and ever so smoothly, kissed her.
I felt her mouth tremble beneath mine before she fully participated in the kiss. At the moment, I did not want her returning North. I wanted her to choose me. I took her hand and led her out of the pool, dripping back to our room. She followed without hesitation. I knew that her decision had been made.