Silvia
I woke next to an empty pillow wondering where Triana was. Then the fog in my brain cleared as I got a whiff of that delicious Costa Rican coffee brewing. I lay thinking about the night before and the lovely way Triana made me feel.
Within a few minutes, I heard light footsteps approaching as my lover tip-toed into the room with coffee for us. I propped up the pillows, smiling as Triana, who was nude, walked in.
She handed the cups to me, went to the other side of the bed, climbed in, and slipped next to me. I handed back one cup thanking her. We kissed good morning, then took a sip.
Triana grinned, "I wanted to be sure there was coffee for Megan and Ines when they woke. I'll make breakfast after we finish ours and shower if that's alright with you."
She was so adorable. I smiled, "It's fine, sweetness, and thank you for the coffee. I think our routine is a little more relaxed this week. Are you going to wear anything today?"
Triana giggled, "Only in front of Megan and Ines if it was just you and me, no. Well, maybe when I cook."
We quietly talked as we drank our coffee. Triana mentioned what she had planned for breakfast: a frittata with a little Latin twist. She hoped we'd like it. She wasn't going to start it until our companions were awake.
It took us about half an hour to drink and ease ourselves into the shower. When we did get out of bed, I snuck over to our door and peeked to see if Megan's door was open and if I could hear any sounds. It was dead silent, so I closed our door and joined Triana in the shower.
I felt frisky, and having Triana naked next to me in bed got my heart pumping; of course, the coffee helped too.
When I entered the shower, Triana had just finished washing her privates. She turned around as I closed the shower door. I joined her under the water, holding her tight as we kissed.
We parted lips a minute or so later, and I eased down her sweet body, kissing and licking until I was on my knees in front of her. She spread her legs for me, giggling that she wasn't breakfast.
I looked up, smiling, “I'm famished, sweetness. Can you back up against the wall, please?”
Triana did just that as I placed one of her legs over my shoulder.
With Triana in position, I began dining on my young lover. My hands massaged her legs and thighs, enjoying the smoothness of her skin. It was a little awkward for me in that position, but I managed to get my face where it needed to be.
Triana moaned as my tongue played around her labia, inner thighs, and sweet pussy. My back was under the stream of water, and I could feel the droplets hit me with an occasional one landing in my eye. I closed my eyes to concentrate on my precious Triana and her pending orgasm. By no means was I an expert at this yet. With enough practice, I'd know what to do to give another woman an orgasm and long for a repeat of my performance.
My tongue seemed to have a mind of its own. I was lost in how delicious this felt and how naughty I was becoming. Once I touched Triana's clit she pressed my face into it and began repeating, "si, Silvia."
Then it was, "si ahí" multiple times and with greater intensity. I stayed focused until my doll achieved her climax. She pressed my face into herself, almost blocking my breathing. When she finished, the water was beginning cool, so we hurried and finished our shower so Megan and Ines would have some hot water when they got up.
We kissed, dried, and then slipped into our bathing suits. I followed Triana out to the kitchen carrying our coffee cups. Trina poured us another cup full, then began making breakfast.
About thirty minutes later, Megan and Ines emerged from their room. Both in bikinis with smiles on their faces, Tiana poured their coffees, served them breakfast, and then sat with us to discuss our day.
This was our first full day of relaxing. We could snorkel here, go someplace and snorkel, or stay here and relax. Tomorrow was the zipline attraction all day due to the length of the drive. I asked Triana if she wanted to go with us tomorrow. I'd pay the additional charge if she wanted to go.
She blushed, thanking me, but no. She couldn't go; she was our cook, not a guest like we were. Megan insisted, telling her she and Ines were more than our guide and cook. It took a little persuasion, but Triana finally said yes.
That left us to decide for today. This wasn't a great place to snorkel, but we could practice and play in the water. Megan thought that was a great idea, so we did that.
After breakfast, Triana and Ines cleaned the kitchen. Megan and I got towels and went to the loungers. Ines filled a cooler with ice and water, and Triana brought the sunblock. We each had masks, fins, and snorkels if we wanted to use them to swim and practice looking for fish.
We set up the loungers so we could watch the entire beach. The tide was ebbing, so we didn't have to worry about moving them all day. The next high tide was around seven that night. Megan and Ines were the brave ones going first into the water. They donned their equipment and then walked out into the surf. Triana and I watched as they lay down into a wave and began swimming. We easily kept an eye on them because their snorkels were day-glow orange. It was fun watching them swim around, wondering when they'd turn, parallel each other, or go in opposite directions.
While they were swimming, Triana and I talked about food and life in the states. She'd never been there and would love to see what it's like. I'd love to take her home, but she needs to finish her culinary degree first, and I wasn't sure I could afford to pay for her trip and hire her. We sipped bottled water, enjoying the ocean view, the birds calling out to each other, and being lazy.
Megan and Ines came ashore after about forty-five minutes or so. They saw a few little fish, but there wasn't anything spectacular. That would happen on day three of our leisure week or maybe day four if we wanted. We'd have to drive to a charter company because it was an island excursion. Everything was prearranged; Ines would only have to call and confirm our reservation.
It was beginning to get warm, so Triana asked if I wanted any sunblock. She'd been doing her arms and legs as we talked. I told her I would and should have put it on sooner.
She handed it to me, “Would you do my back first, please?”
I smiled, “Of course, I will.”
Ines and Megan headed to the outdoor shower to rinse off, then inside to get something to eat.
As I applied the sunblock on Triana, I massaged it in, enjoying touching her. She was happy as I leaned in to kiss her neck while reaching around and cupping a breast. Triana purred as my hand moved under the tiny cloth covering her nipple. Scooting closer, my other hand slipped under her arm to cup her other breast. She laid back into me as I massaged each one and occasionally rolled a nipple between my thumb and index finger.
Triana giggled, "Now you've done my titties. Maybe I should take my top off, Silvia."
I whispered, "Well, this is fairly private. I guess you could."
Then she asked, “Will you join me if I do?”
My answer surprised me, "If you put sunblock on me, I might. But you have to hurry. I don't know when your cousin and Megan will be back."
Maybe the sun, the privacy, or just Triana's sweet body encouraged me. I removed my hands from her breasts as Triana turned around to put the sunblock on my front. I lifted my bikini top over my boobs as Triana squirted some in her hand.
It wasn't long before I was tingling as she applied the sunblock to each breast. The little brat even pinched each nipple when she finished with me. I quickly covered my boobs and sat back in my lounger just before Megan and Ines returned with some fruit that Triana had in the fridge.
I tried to look innocent. Unfortunately, my right breast was only partially back in my bikini top. Triana was busy straightening her top when our companions rejoined us.
Ines was the first to notice, “I'm sorry, did we interrupt something?”
Megan saw Triana adjusting her top, then saw my half-exposed breast, "Mom, what were you two doing?"
Triana giggled, "Applying sunblock, Ms. Megan. That's all. I was thinking of going topless, but I wasn't sure if it was okay."
I was blushing crimson, but it felt yummy. I was wondering what Megan would say when Ines spoke up.
“It is very private here; it's up to you, Ms. Silvia. I don't mind being topless or nude, and neither does Triana. So, you and Megan decide. We're fine with whatever you want."
The pressure was on. I looked over at Megan, who was looking back at me, waiting for a decision. I didn't have time to weigh the good or bad, and since I'd pretty much become a new person on this trip, I told them it was their choice. I know. I passed the buck. It was sort of two against one and a half. Megan would go along with Ines and Triana then I would cave as usual.
So, I made a non-decision. Triana looked at Ines, who looked at Megan. Then Triana removed her top, followed by Ines. Megan looked at me, shrugged her shoulders then off came her top.
I sat up, removed mine, gathered around the fruit bowl, and snacked. It was strange. I expected more gawking from each of us. It was like we did this every day. Don't get me wrong, and I did look; I didn't stare.
After we finished the fruit Triana and I sat back in our loungers and got some sun. Ines and Megan passed the sunblock and applied it to themselves. I spent another twenty minutes basking in the sun, wondering if I was going crazy. If we were home, there's no way I'd be sitting around topless with three other females. Well, I wouldn't be having sex with one, either.
My time was up due to my lovely complexion, so I swam in the pool. I hadn't swum in quite a while, and it felt good. Soon Triana joined me, and we began playing like Ines and Megan had. We splashed, chased each other, and were having fun when Ines and Megan cannonballed us.