"Fun loving, affluent, recently single, forty something Australian seeks a twenty something girl for friendship and maybe more. Interested? I'm in Bora Bora in three weeks time for a short holiday. Join me! All expenses paid. I don't expect anything other than your company. After that we'll see how it goes. sallyrk75 1459678."
It was only a short flight north-west from Papeete but the nearer Air Tahiti got me to Bora Bora the more nervous I became. I'd started with a short reply to Sally's advert in Diva's personals. That led to longer email exchanges and eventually several marathon Skype sessions. By the time she'd asked if she could book my ticket from London to Los Angeles and onwards to Tahiti I knew I wanted to go.
The airport was located on Motu Mete, a small, separate part of the island. When I walked off the tarmac into the tiny terminal building, Sally met me with a huge hug, kisses on both cheeks and a fragrant flower lei which she draped round my neck.
"Ready for a holiday then, Katie," she said as we collected my case and walked to the jetty outside arrivals to catch the courtesy speedboat to the hotel Sally had booked.
"I'm ready for anything," I grinned as we stepped into the boat and relaxed on the rear deck's padded seats.
"We're in the Pearl Beach Resort," Sally shouted over the noise of the engines as the boat sped across the turquoise lagoon. "I've booked us into adjoining floating bungalows, the sort on stilts over the water. I hope that's okay?"
"It sounds perfect," I shouted back, unsure what to admire more, Sally's beauty or the lush green, jagged peaked mountains that were perfectly reflected in the crystal water.
"See you for dinner at eight?" Sally asked after I'd checked in and we'd walked down the wooden paths and bridges that led to our bungalows .
"Fab. That'll give me time to freshen up and put something nice on. Until later then."
After a wonderful dinner of grilled snapper and three large pina coladas I finally mustered the courage to pose the question I'd wanted to for weeks. "Sally, Why did you place your ad?"
"Well, my husband left me for someone half my age. I found myself newly single and wanting to do something crazy. I also needed to explore part of my sexuality I've hidden since I was a teenager." She paused for a moment and blushed a little before adding, "I've also fantasised about a younger lover. And you? Why are you here?"
"I just needed a holiday," I said with the straightest face I could.
Sally looked shocked at my matter of fact answer. "Really?"
"No, well yes, but if you can have a younger girl fantasy, then I can have an older lady fantasy. The minute I saw your ad, well... kill two birds and all that."
"We're made for each other," Sally laughed.
"Seems so. Well, now you have me in the flesh as it were. Are you nervous?" I asked.
"A little. Are you?"
"Yep, but I'd love to turn you on."
"Well, assuming I'm not already, how would you do that?"
"How would you like me to?" I teased.
"Do you want a list?"
"That gives me an idea for an icebreaker."
"This sounds intriguing. What do you have in mind?"
I caught the eye of the waiter who was behind the bar mixing cocktails. "Have you got some paper and a pen please?" I asked when he came over to our table.
"Yes madam," he replied before disappearing in the direction of reception.
I sat in silence with silly grin on my face while we waited for him to return.
"What are you up to?" asked Sally.
"You'll see."
Two minutes later he was back. "Will these do?" he asked, placing a pad embossed with the hotel's logo and two pens on the table.
"Perfect." I paused for a moment until we were alone again. "Right Sally, this is my icebreaker game. Take three pieces of paper and write down one thing on each bit that you've dreamed about doing with me. I'm not talking about scuba diving or dancing here. This needs to be sexy stuff okay?"
"I can do that," she grinned.
"I'll do the same. The first needs to be sexy but innocent, the second a little more risqué and the third one really naughty, something that you'd be embarrassed to ask but wouldn't mind me reading. We'll take it in turns to open and do them. Deal?"
"Deal," said Sally as she ripped the top three sheets from the pad and started scribbling secretly on each.
As I took the next three sheets from the pad I pondered on just how naughty I was willing to be and just how far Sally might go with her own bits of paper. I drained my glass of the last inch of pina colada and carefully wrote out the innocent, risqué and naughty things I'd like to do with Sally then folded each sheet twice. I looked up and saw Sally had done the same with hers.
"Are we going to open them here?" she asked.
"No way! We'll go back to one of the rooms. You can open my innocent one first then I'll open yours."
"What are we waiting for then?" said Sally. She stood up, took my hand and led me out into the night air. "Your place or mine?" she grinned when we reached the end of the boardwalk that jutted out over the lagoon.
"Yours," I replied, dragging her through the door of her bungalow and out onto the veranda under the star filled sky. I handed Sally my first piece of paper. "This is for you then," I smiled nervously.
Sally took the sheet of paper and slowly unfolded it.
"Read it out," I said.
"I want a long and very passionate kiss. Oh Katie, I'd love that. Come over here."
I walked over to Sally, slipped my arms around her waist and pulled her tight against me. I gazed into her eyes for a moment then kissed her gently on the lips. Sally's arms encircled me, pulling her soft breasts hard against mine, her erect nipples rubbing against me through the thin material of our clothing. Her lips brushed mine again. I leant into the kiss, this time my tongue searching for, finding and then swirling together with Sally's. The kiss lasted nearly a minute before it finally broke. I felt a burning need between my legs that I needed Sally to quench. By the way Sally was pushing her hips and sex at me, I knew she was needy too.
"You owe me a piece of paper now Sally."
Sally reached down onto the lounger where she'd put her three folded requests and handed me the first.
I unfolded it and read it out. "I'd love to undress you slowly." I looked Sally in the eyes. "Do it. I'm yours."
Sally didn't say a word. She moved close to me again, put her hands on my hips and gently slid them up my sides until she was cupping my breasts. With her thumbs caressing my nipples through my dress, her fingers wandered slowly round behind me until they found the top of the zip. There was a steady downwards tug on my dress and the sound of the teeth gradually moving through the zip as Sally slowly pulled it down. When it reached the small of my back and my dress was loose, Sally pulled the strap off one shoulder and slid my arm out. The second quickly followed. My dress tumbled to the wooden decking around my ankles revealing the black lace bra and matching crotchless knickers I was wearing.
Sally reached behind my back again, unclasped my bra, then slid the straps off my shoulders. She held the cups over my breasts for the briefest of moments before slowly peeling the bra down my body until my breasts came free. I knew my nipples were already stiff and my now exposed labia engorged with lust. I moved my feet a little wider on the decking, allowing Sally a good look at my lips, already covered with tiny droplets of pearly dew that twinkled in the moonlight.
"You undress too Sally," I said. "Then it's your turn again."
Sally quickly slipped out of her own dress and underwear. I could barely resist reaching out and touching her erect nipples that were proudly silhouetted against the star filled sky.
"Now, open my risqué one and read it to me," I added, handing Sally my second bit of paper.
"I want to be tied up and enjoyed. Wow Katie. How did you know I'd love that?"
"Lucky guess," I replied lying down on the bed and spreading my sex for Sally. "I need you to tie me up now Sally. I need you to tie me and fuck me."
Sally pulled the cords out of the two complimentary hotel robes on the bathroom door and twiddled them between her fingers.