<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/84/Arthur_nailor_beach.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>John Smith (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=259067.msg12800305#msg12800305)<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Guest | Investor<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>Aug 1st | ~1 p.m.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Swimming pool area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><--- that<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Caroline Wafford, Marco Gutierrez<strong>Mentioned:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Voyeurism<hr/><br/>John passed for a moment as he exited the mansion to let his eyes adjust to the brightness again. Despite his shades the surroundings were washed out by brightness from the tropical sun. Slowly he made his way through the little park that lead to the pool. As he walked through the shade of some palmtrees, he was glad that he hadn't given into his first impulse to just crash on that insanely soft and inviting looking bed, but instead would fight his jetlag by staying awake. Although the ocean was just a hop, skip and a jump away, John had opted for the immediate vicinity of a bar and some unoccupied lounge chairs as he figured most would be more interested in jumping into the ocean. He was a bit surprised though to find he wasn't the only one with that thought. Truth be told, he actually appreciated the fact that there were some people around - maybe a conversation or a little flirt would help him stay awake.<br/><br/>John grimaced at that thought, knowing perfectly well that thinking about going up to people he never met and talk to them and actually doing it was two very different cups of team. It wasn't that he was afraid or didn't like people... he just didn't know what to talk about. Most would not be interested to talk about the latest in network security or big data processing algorithms of some firm he was backing. No, in a place like this smalltalk was key and if there was one thing John was sure he wasn't good at, then it was smalltalk.<br/><br/>So John decided to for now settle down somewhere and see what the afternoon would bring. He ordered a fruity cocktail that was - at least according to the waiter more juice than alcohol - and settled down in one of the empty chairs around the pool. As he sat there and just looked around - enjoying the sun and his drink - he noticed a cute, curvy blonde walking over a cabana, followed by a very handsome looking Latin guy. John took another sip of his drink and almost coughed up his cocktail as he realized the blonde stripping out of her bathing suit to expose herself to the preying eyes of his... awwww and naturally anyone else around.<br/><br/><em>Wooow</em>, as all that shot through John head as he realized the guy following suit and then the blonde moving down his body. John had known that this vacation was supposed to be about hooking up and having been on Jim's hedonistic cruise, he certainly had hoped this would be like that, but being treated to a hot, real life sex show only a few hours after arrival got him seriously excited.<br/><br/>John got up from his lounger to stretch his legs and take a few steps around the bushes and trees of the little part - mainly to try and shift his bulge that was forming from the intense show of what he had just witnessed. He wondered if they had been hired specifically to 'get things going' or if Jim's employees were really this 'liberal'... and as he wondered he realized that the path had taken him back around towards the pool and he was now coming up on the cabana from the other side - and getting a great view of the blonde's backside as she was giving head.<br/><br/>For a moment John hesitated if he should allow them their privacy, but then decided that if they did it this clearly out in the open, they certainly wouldn't mind... and so he leaned against a palmtree, watching with drink in his hand and cock starting to strain against his shorts.