Miami Allure: Double Delights

She rolled her eyes and sighed. "Just do what you want to do," she said, looking at John with defeat. "I'll be in here when you're ready."

John hesitated for a moment.

"It's okay, don't be upset. We're leaving tomorrow, and we'll have a whole week together. Just the two of us! It'll be fun, I promise."

She tried to smile, but it came out more as a grimace. He leaned over and kissed her forehead before getting up and leaving the room.

She laid down and soon fell asleep.

Dayna was sleeping in her bed when she suddenly woke up from all the shouting and ruckus coming from the living room. It was John and his friends, enjoying some beers while playing video games. Exasperated, she got out of bed, quickly donning a pair of shorts and an oversized t-shirt before marching into the living room to give them a piece of her mind.

"Guys, I seriously need sleep," she said, looking at John, "we have to leave early for the airport tomorrow."

The group chuckled and refused to acknowledge her existence as they stared into the TV.

"We're sorry, Dayna," John said. "We'll keep it down."

As she walked away, she saw one of John's friends, Philip turn towards her and stare at her legs appreciatively. The sudden attention made her very uncomfortable but also sent a thrill through her veins.

She scurried back to her bedroom and slammed the door. Leaning against it, she tried to catch her breath as she felt a confusing mix of fear and desire coursing through her. She wasn't sure what was going on, but she liked it.

She laid in bed, trying to understand her conflicting emotions. Phil wasn't good looking, and he was a lot older than her, but there was something mischievous in his eye that made her feel excited. She could feel herself getting turned on by the thought of being desired by someone- even if that someone wasn't John.

The living room remained noisy and full of energy late into the night, as people shouted and cheered. Dayna knew that if she tried to sleep with all of the noise, it would be impossible. She felt herself getting frustrated, but instead of being angry at John and his friends, she found herself getting more turned on.

She suddenly had the urge to touch herself. As she started to rub her clitoris, she imagined Phil walking into the room and seeing her. The thought of being caught made her pussy even wetter. Right before reaching her climax, she came up with an idea that would radically change her sexual desires forever.

After tucking in her t-shirt, she pulled up her shorts and gave her butt a quick once-over in the bedroom mirror. Breathless, she walked into the living room to join the boys. Her cheeks were still rosy from her "session" moments before. They were all glued to the game except for Phil, who looked up and smiled at Dayna from across the room. Dayna sat on the sofa next to John and stared at the TV, not really seeing it.

"What's up?" John asked, elbowing her in the side. "I thought you had to get up early."

"Yeah, I do," she replied. "I gave up on sleep tonight."

"We still too loud?" he asked, not taking his eyes off the TV.

"No, it's ok, baby," she said. "you guys are fine."

John nodded understandingly and turned back to the game. Dayna watched him for a moment before she got up and walked over to where Phil was sitting.

"Hey, Phil," she said, sitting down.

Phil was flustered by her quick appearance and quickly sat up straight and attempted to fix his wrinkled shirt.

"He- hey, Dayna, what's up?" He stuttered out the words a bit.

"Nothing much," she replied. "I just couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd come down and see what you guys were up to."

"We're just watching the game," he said nonchalantly.

"Who's winning?" she asked, eager to make conversation.

"John's team is up by two kills," he replied.

"That's great! Let's go, baby, you got this!" she screamed across the room to John, lying back on the couch and putting her feet up.

Phil smiled and turned back to the game, but not before stealing a quick glimpse of her crotch. Dayna felt him looking and smiled before turning her attention back to the TV.

After a few minutes, John's team won the match, and everyone started cheering. Dayna rose to her feet and cheered, elated. Then she jumped up and down provocatively, making sure Phil got an eye full of her bouncing behind. She looked over her shoulder and watched him undress her with his eyes before walking back to the couch.

She walked up to John and gave him a long, deep kiss. His friends started to get rowdy, but Dayna didn't care at this point. She was having too much fun teasing Phil.

"Good job, baby!" she said. "Now let's go to bed, I'm exhausted."

"Go to bed. I'll be in soon," John said sternly.

Goodnight guys! " she said to the room as a whole before prancing back to her bedroom.

For some bizarre reason, she was so fixated on Phil and what he might have been thinking after the show she put on. How bad did he crave her? She tried her best to push these thoughts away, but they kept coming back, and she couldn't fall asleep.

Eventually, John came to bed, and after he kissed her goodnight, she fell asleep quickly. She had strange dreams of being watched and desired by Phil, which made her wake up feeling hot, bothered and guilty. She got out of bed and took a cold shower, hoping it would help her clear her head before their flight.

When Dayna came into the living room and found John packing up their stuff, she couldn't help but feel excitement mixed with anxiety. This was the moment that would shape their relationship for years to come.

"I'm all packed," John said as he zipped up his suitcase. "Are you ready to go?"

Dayna nodded and smiled, kissing John on the cheek.

"I'm ready," she said.

They both walked to the door and John turned to look at her one last time.

"You know, I love you," he said.

"I love you too," Dayna replied.

And with that, they walked out the door, Dayna not knowing what the future held but feeling hopeful nonetheless. After all, they had each other, and that was all that mattered.

On the way to the airport, they couldn't help but discuss their plans for Miami.

Dayna's excitement was palpable as she exclaimed, "I want to go dancing!"

Without any enthusiasm, John said, "I just want to go to the beach!"

"Oh, come on, baby," she laughed. "please! One night of dancing!"

John thought for a moment and then relented.

"Fine, one night of dancing," he said. "But that's it!" His voice edged on playful.

"Yay!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together like a little girl. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She gave him a big hug and a kiss while he struggled to stay on the road.

It was going to be a great trip. She could feel it. She knew that no matter what happened, they would be together. And that was the most comforting thought of all.

When they got to the airport, they checked in and made their way to their gate. They were both eager to start their vacation.

Dayna couldn't focus on anything else during the flight besides Phil. It wasn't that she was attracted to him--she was just endlessly fascinated with the idea of being somebody's object of fixation. The more she tried to push the thought away, the more often it invaded her mind.

She was so lost in thought that she didn't even realize when they had landed. John had to nudge her to get her attention.

As soon as she stepped out of the airport, a warm beautiful breeze hit her. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, letting the soothing air fill her lungs.

John looked at her and said, "I can already tell you're going to like it here."

She smiled and linked her arm with his as they headed to the taxi stand.

While crossing a bridge over Biscayne Blvd, the city lights reflecting off the water caught Dayna's eye. She had never seen anything like it before--the city's palm trees, bright colors, and the overall vibe was stunning. With the windows rolled down, she let her hand dangle outside, feeling the wind whip through her fingers as loud dance music from the booming strip filled the car.

"Baby, we're finally here," Dayna said as she squeezed his hand.

Dayna's eyes widened in amazement as they pulled into the hotel. Neon lights beautifully lighted up the large, modern building near the beach, and she could hear music coming from the rooftop bar.

"This is where we're staying?" she asked incredulously.

John nodded and grinned as he paid the driver. They got out of the car and grabbed their bags from the trunk. Dayna was still in disbelief while they walked into the lavish lobby.

She breathed deeply. "Wow...it's so beautiful."

The lobby was incredibly large, with marble floors and ceilings that towered high above them. The gentle light fixtures gave the space a dark, intimate feel. There was a gorgeous chandelier and several comfortable-looking seating areas in the center of the room.

They made their way to the front desk and were greeted by a tall, handsome man. He had dark brown hair that was slicked back and piercing green eyes.

"Welcome to SoFi Miami. My name is Alejandro. Checking in?" He had a thick latin accent.

"Yes, we have a reservation under the last name Elliott," replied John, as he quickly fished out his ID and credit card from his wallet.

"Ah yes, Mr. and Mrs. Elliot. I have your room all ready for you."

"Where are you both visiting us from?" Alejandro inquired.

"We're from Maine" John said.

"What brings you to Miami?" asked Alejandro.

John smiled. "Just needed a change of pace, some sun, and fun."

"I think you'll find that here," Alejandro said with a wink. "If you need anything at all, don't hesitate to let us know. We're here to make your stay as enjoyable as possible."

Both John and Dayna smiled.

"Thank you," they said.

Alejandro looked at John and Dayna with a grin. "I'm sure you're both exhausted from your travels, but...." He leaned in closer, his voice dropping an octave. "May I tell you about some of the hotel amenities?"

John and Dayna looked at each other.

"That sounds great!" Dayna exclaimed.

Alejandro proceeded to tell them about the different features of the hotel, including the pool, the spa, and the Sushi restaurant. He also told them about an early morning yoga class that piqued Dayna's interest.

"That sounds like something I would love to do!" she exclaimed.

Alejandro nodded his head in agreement. "I think you would enjoy it. Why don't I sign you both up for it?"

John and Dayna looked at each other again, and John rolled his eyes. "John wouldn't be interested, but I would."

Alejandro chuckled softly. "No worries, we'll get you signed up." He winked at Dayna before turning his attention back to the check-in process.

A few moments later, they had their room keys in hand and made their way to the elevator. John pushed the up button, and they waited for a moment before the doors opened. They stepped inside, and John hit the number for their floor. As the elevator began to move, Dayna turned to John with a grin.

"This is so exciting! I can't believe we're actually here!"

John chuckled and wrapped his arms around her waist. "I know, me too, babe." He kissed her gently on the lips, and Dayna melted into him.

John opened the door to their room, and Dayna's jaw dropped. The suite was beautiful, with a large king bed in the center of the room and a balcony overlooking the ocean. There was a small kitchenette off to the side and a living area with a couch and TV.

"John, come see this!" So excited to show him, she ran over and opened the balcony doors. Grabbing his hand, she pulled him outside with her, where they were met with a gentle breeze and an unbeatable view of the ocean under the moonlight.

"I"m so happy to be with you," she said, still in disbelief.

John wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck softly. "I'm so glad you're here with me."

"I know. I was surprised too." He wrapped his arms around her from behind, and they looked at the view. "It's so beautiful here."

"I know, I told you it would be worth it."

Dayna leaned back into him and sighed. "Thank you. I needed this."

John kissed her on the cheek.

They stood there for a moment, taking in the view and enjoying each other's company. Finally, Dayna turned to John and took his hand.

"Come on, let's grab a drink," she said with a grin.

"I'm exhausted. Let's just go to bed," John said, yawning.

"Oh, come on! Just one drink?"

John thought for a moment. "Fine, but just one."

"I'll go change!" She ran into the room and changed into a pair of cheeky shorts and a tank top. Upon emerging from the bathroom, she hoped for John's compliment about her outfit. However, he barely noticed--engrossed in his phone instead.

"Hey, you ready to go?" she asked, a little disappointed.

John looked up from his phone and nodded. "Yeah, let's go." He put his phone away as they stepped inside the elevator. As the elevator ascended to the roof, Dayna grabbed John's hand and placed it on her waist.

The moment the doors opened, they were in awe of Miami's skyline. The music was playing loudly, and there seemed to be people everywhere enjoying dancing or socializing around the colorfully lit pool. Her eyes continued to marvel at everything -- she'd never seen such a beautiful group of people in her life. Everyone around her seemed beautiful and fit, wearing revealing clothing. The men wore tight t-shirts, displaying their perfectly toned bodies while the women donned tiny skirts that barely covered anything.

She suddenly felt self-conscious of her own body and what she was wearing. She tugged at her tank top, trying to cover up her stomach, walked over to the edge of the roof, and leaned against the glass railing.

"What would you like?" John yelled over the music.

"Surprise me," she yelled back with a grin.

As he strolled up to the bar, she stared helplessly. After a brief chat with the bartender, he looked at the woman next to him and Dayna's heart sank as she saw John's lecherous grin. He nodded, smiled, and said something to her.

When he returned, he had two drinks in his hand. He walked over and handed one to Dayna before clinking his glass against hers.

"Cheers, " he said with a smile, but something was off.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

John shrugged. "Just a little thirsty, that's all."

Dayna quickly downed the drink and slammed the glass on the table. John jumped a little at the sudden noise and looked at her with wide eyes.

"Lots of hot girls here, huh?" she asked.

John scanned the crowd and nodded toward a group of girls in the pool. "They're all hot, but nothing like you."

He leaned in to kiss her, but Dayna turned her head at the last second. "I want to leave, " she said, pushing past him and walking back inside.

John followed close behind her, but she didn't say a word. The ride down in the elevator was silent, and so was the walk.

"Baby, what's wrong?" he said, trying to slow her down.

"I just want to go to bed." She turned and walked into their room.

John followed her inside and watched as she crawled into bed.

"Dayna, come on, talk to me."

"You were on your phone the whole time we were here," she said, sounding exasperated. "You barely even look at me."

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again. I was just reading something."

"But you stopped reading to check out that girl at the bar. I saw you," she said mournfully as the tears started to fall.

"Come on, don't be like that. I was just looking. I'm sure you've looked at some of the guys here... It doesn't mean anything."

"It means something to me," she said as she turned away from him.

"Why don't you look at me like that," she said. "I'm not pretty enough for you?"

"Of course you are, baby. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." For some reason tonight, his voice sounded so robotic as if he'd trained himself on what to say and what not to say.

She pinched the bridge of her nose."I'm tired, John. I'm going to sleep."

John sat on the edge of the bed, watching as Dayna turned away from him and curled into a ball.

Next Morning

Dayna lazily got out of bed and made her way to the connecting room, where she found John blasting away at some zombies on his laptop. "Baby, can you turn that down?" Her head hurt this morning, and the zombie moans didn't help.

"Sorry, I didn't realize it was so loud." He quickly paused the game and swiveled around in his chair to face her. "Listen, I'm sorry about last night."

"It's okay," she said softly, looking at the floor.

"Are you still doing the yoga class this morning?"

"Leaving in a few minutes," she said, lacking emotion.

John nodded and returned to his game. "Maybe we'll do brunch when you get back?."

"sounds like a plan," she said unenthusiastically.

Dayna gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and headed back to her room to change. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed that things between them seemed to be returning to normal so quickly. Maybe she was expecting too much.

As she changed into her new yoga clothes, uneasiness washed over her. They fit much tighter than her other workout gear, accentuating every curve and indentation of her body--she felt almost naked. She looked in the mirror and gave herself a pep talk, convincing herself that she looked good. She took a deep breath and headed to the yoga class. On her way out, she found John still engrossed in his game. "I'll see you later, baby."

Nervously, she entered the yoga studio and was caught guard to see Alejandro--the front desk clerk from her hotel--as the instructor. He greeted her with a smile and led her to a spot on the mat. The room was crowded, so she had to squeeze past people to get to an open spot near the front.

As she settled in, she tried to focus on her breath and clear her mind--but she couldn't help but feel self-conscious. She was aware of every move she made, and whether or not people were looking at her.

After taking a few deep breaths and getting settled into her mat, Dayna began following along with the Alejandro. She was surprised at how easily the moves came to her, and soon she was completely focused on the class. This was until Alejandro walked over to her and gave her a correcting adjustment. As he did so, his hand grazed her lower back, and she could feel his eyes on her. She blushed and tried to focus on the rest of the class, but she couldn't shake the feeling that Alejandro was watching her.

At first she was uncomfortable, but as she moved through the class she began to appreciate his gaze It made her feel more connected to her body and the movements. She started to feel more sensual and alive. She felt her hips swaying and her chest opening more than ever before.

By the end of the class, she was dripping with sweat--but she felt amazing. Alejandro stopped her before she could reach the door.

"How did you enjoy the class?"

"It was amazing, thank you." She smiled at him, and he smiled back. There was a moment of awkward silence before Dayna finally spoke up.

"I could say the same for you," he replied.

She laughed. "I guess we're both full of surprises."

"I guess so," He looked into her eyes.

There was another moment of awkward silence before Dayna finally spoke up again. "I should go find my boyfriend. He's probably wondering where I am."

"Of course." Alejandro stepped aside to let her pass.

"Thank you so much for the class."

"Anytime."

She arrived back at the room to find John still playing his game. Without looking away from the screen, he asked, "Hey, how was it?"

"It was great baby."

Dayna went in for a kiss, but he pulled back with an disgusted look. "Ew, you're sweaty>"

"I'll go take a bath," she replied, unamused by his comment.