Paul's Hands
Posted on Fri Jan 4th, 2019 @ 3:52pm by Lieutenant Paul Michael
Edited on on Fri Jan 4th, 2019 @ 3:56pm
1,601 words; about a 8 minute read
Mission:
Episode 5 - It Would Be Their Pleasure
Location: Casperia Resort
Timeline: MD008 1450 hrs
Clarissa felt a little abandon by Chloe and Elloma. She wondered what she was doing? One minute she flirting with Paul, but in her eyes so was Chloe. She never expected things to get this far. Clarissa liked to flirt, and she felt that maybe things got a little out of hand. One minute, she was flirting, the next minute his hands were massaging her. Those hands were amazing she thought to herself.
She hoped that Paul, was not really expecting them to go nude sunbathing. They just met. And she was not really comfortable with the idea. She was trying to keep an open mind. Her plan that she was going to follow, flirt with local boys only, to avoid temptation. Already backfired on her.
"What can you tell me about this cove?" Clarissa asked, trying to start up a conversation. She knew he was good at massages, could he carry on a conversation with her, and keep her interested in him? Things were very confusing for her. She felt a little out of her element. But she was doing nothing to stop the moment. She was trying to go along with it.
"It's very quiet and very secluded. Might not spot another person on the whole beach. There are also cabanas for people to use...if they want more privacy." He walked by her side. He assumed that she was one of the worker's on the island, so he figured that there would be someone to replace him when his ship left orbit.
Clarissa continued to walk along side of Paul, she was asking herself, what the hell are you doing? But her feet kept following him. "No tide pools, or anything to look at?" She asked, hoping to have something more than a make out session to look forward too. Not that she would mind, if they did. She was trying to make sure, he was not going to be a mistake. And she needed time to get to know him.
"There is a pool where, if you wade in, the fish eat the dead skin off your feet. Told that it's...an unusual sensation. Another pool you can swim with dolphin-like creatures, they are very intelligent and gentle....much like myself." He smiled and looked at her.
Clarissa was not sure what to think of this man named Paul, she was unsure of him. Was he a staff member? The staff seemed a little to eager to assist, and always seemed to have what you needed. It was a little ery and creepy. Paul knew a lot about coastal line of this resort. However, she was interested in his knowledge about riding with dolphin like creatures. That sounded fun. "Surfing with those creatures, could be fun. I have never done that before." Clarissa said, as she returned his look, and noticed he had a similiar smile to some of the staff on the resort. She just simply smiled. There was something about him, that seemed different than the other staff members, and she found herself doing things like this, which is not like her. To be alone with a guy you barely know, on a tropical paradise.
"It's said that the creatures are telepathic, so they can predict what you want to do. I'm not sure I believe that." They came to some stone steps that were a little steep. He put his hand out. "May I help you?"
"That's a little concerning, telepathic beings that probe your mind without permission. Shouldn't their be some type of legal disclaimer, before you arrive on this island, that the staff are telepathic?" She asked Paul, thinking he had to be a staff member, and probably reading how concerned she was. But then she thought about his hands, and the warmth he has shown towards her. Was this all an illusion, to get higher marketing values, and repeat business?
"They don't actually read your minds....more like they can sense your emotions. If your scared, they try to calm you." He helped her up the final step, and when she stepped up, they were very close to each other, him still holding her hand.
Paul reached up and put a strand of hair back that had come loose, then his hand cupped her chin.
Clarissa was a little surprised, about how much information he had on this staff. She started to fear that he was a member of the staff, but she was still not sure. He still seemed a little different, than the others. There seemed to be a bit of soul in him. And not so robotic sounding. But maybe he was going making observations.
"Perhaps, but what's the purpose of this type of customer service?" She asked, hoping to spark some silly bs company line. She was trying to prove or disproof that he was a staff member of this resort. She hoped he was not, she wanted him to be a visitor.
"Customer service?" He was puzzled for a moment. "Oh my god!! You think I work here? I should take that as a complement because the men here are very handsome, but no, I don't work here. I'm a visitor. I actually thought you worked here."
Clarissa felt very relieved, and her smile grew as she walked a little closer to him. "I'm on vacation too. And if we are being honest, I am happy to hear that. The staff personality, is making my skin crawl." Clarissa said, staying a little closer to his side. Not cause she was scared, she was interested in the handsome looking man standing next to her.
"I'm glad we worked this out." Paul smiled, then leaned over and gently kissed her lips.
Well that came out of nowhere she thought, but she did not stop him, instead she reached up and pulled him closer. She had a big grin from ear to ear, as she took his gentle kiss, and massaged her lips with his. Her arms were holding his defined muscles, and her heart was screaming, "YES," while her mind asked her, What in the hell are you doing?
He pulled her closer as well, and ran his hands over her lower back, and gently squeezed her butt. Between kisses, "There.....are...the.....private......cabanas.", he said.
Rissie did not stop kissing on him. But she did grab his hand and pulled it off her ass. She grabbed his hand and started to walk to cabana. What are we doing? She said herself. Her hormones were in full charge of her rational thinking process. She continued to lead him towards the cabana.
As they got in the cabana, she pushed him down. And slowly straddled on top of him. "I' normally don't do this!" She said, as she started to kiss him, and having her hands on his shoulders and neck, giving him a gentle massage while trying to tell herself to stop. But he smelled so good, and she desired his very touch.
Paul reached around and unclasped her swimsuit suit. He kissed her neck and her shoulders...then starting kissing her...…
One hour later, exhausted, they laid together, entwined on the floor of the cabana, a sheet covering some of them. Rissie laid in his arm, her hand tracing a line along his chest.
He looked at her and kissed her forehead.
"That was...very nice...and very unexpected."
Rissie laid in his arms, still trying to catch her breath. She had not expected this to happen between the two of them. She laid there in his arms, curled up with the sheet covering them. Her mind was racing inside, and trying to convince herself this was okay. 'This was the reason, why people came to tropical paradises, right?' She was trying to tell herself, this is okay. It felt so great, and he was an amazing lover. She felt so comfortable around him, which was strange. Typically she could fend off guys. But this was different. She smiled as she finally spoke. "Sometimes the unexpected can be a blessing."
"You're right." Paul looked up and saw that it was nightfall. "I guess all good things must have to come to an end. I have to get back to my room and pack....shoving off in the morning." He stood up, grabbed his clothes and dressed. "I'll walk you back to your room once you're dressed."
"Sadly we I am departing tomorrow too, its to bad we did not meet sooner." She said, as she started to get dressed. She was sort of glad, they were both heading out. A one night stand was hard enough, but if they both lurked around the resort after it, then that would be awkward. They just shared a moment of passion. Something she did not regret. She had been wanting to have some fun. She could not wait to tell Chloe, what had happened. AS she got dressed, she walked over to him, grabbing his hand as they walked to the resort together. As they approached her room, she leaned over to give him another kiss. It was a kiss to say goodbye. "Take care of yourself Paul." She said, feeling on top of the world, as she opened her door to walk in her room.
A Joint post by
Lieutenant Junior Grade Paul Michael
Assistant Chief Operations Officer, USS Pioneer
Ensign Clarissa Rockwell
Engineering Officer, USS Pioneer
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