What Happens in Oahu... Ch. 03

"Come here," Colin said in a husky yet tender whisper.

Rachel lie down on his chest and brought her mouth to his. As they kissed, Rachel arched her hips up until she felt the tip of Colin's cock against her. Colin's arms reached around her and held her tightly as he inhaled deeply while she slid herself down around his length. God he felt good, Rachel thought. He wasn't as long or thick as Jim was, but he fit her perfectly. As she began to ease her hips up and down his shaft in a slow and teasing manner Colin inhaled deeply. "God, you know how to tease me girl." Rachel kept up this slow and teasing manner until Colin felt like he would go mad. He had to have her.

He reached his hands around her hips and forced them down on him. Then in one quick motion he flipped the two of them over so that he was now on top. Getting up on his knees, he slid Rachel closer to him and pushed her legs back. Reinserting himself easily back into her, he began to thrust himself deep into her. Her pussy was warm as his cock easily began to stroke in and out. After a few strokes he began to push himself deeper and harder into Rachel. Soon his hips were slamming hard against Rachel's ass as he pounded her.

Rachel cried out, "Fuck yes! Fuck me Colin!"

"Yes! That's my girl! That's what I want to hear. Tell me how much you want your daddy!" Colin growled back at her.

His cock was hard as a rock as he thrust himself into her over and over again. He was grunting and groaning just as loud as Rachel was moaning and screaming. He had her legs spread wide and her pussy accommodated him nicely. They went like this for several minutes before Colin told Rachel to turn over and arch her ass up to him.

Obediently Rachel turned over, pulled her knees up under her and perched her ass high in front of Colin. She knew what he was about to do. Getting up on his knees behind her, Colin lined his well lubed cock up at the entrance to Rachel's ass. With a gentle push he penetrated the opening and lunged his cock all the way in. Rachel half screamed as she got used to feeling him in her so abruptly. He worked himself in and out of her a couple times and then began to forcefully, but not painfully fuck her ass passionately. Rachel's body rocked forward each time Colin's hips thrust against her. Her moans were coming out in short spurts. Colin began to pound even faster as he felt himself about to cum.

"Oh God Rachel, yes, baby, I'm gonna' cum!" he said breathlessly.

"God, here it comes, yes! Yes!" Colin shouted as he slammed into Rachel one more time and his cock began to spew large bursts of cum into her ass. "Yes, yes," he kept almost whimpering. His body began to quiver in an erratic manner as his orgasm ripped through him.

Once he felt the orgasm ebbing he stayed there on his knees for a moment, his cock still buried in Rachel. Slowly he caught his breath and then gently pulled himself out of her and rolled over on to the bed next to her. Rachel pulled her legs out from under her and lay down on her stomach with her head turned towards Colin.

Colin stared intently at her. "This never gets old Rachel," he said in an almost whisper.

"I know," she whispered back.

*****

Around five Jim wrapped up his work and decided he should go take a shower and start getting ready for dinner. As he was starting to walk into the bedroom he stopped midway in the doorway. Ashley was asleep on the bed. She was naked and sleeping on her stomach. The way she had one leg arched out it slightly elevated her curvy ass cheeks in the air and was giving Jim a sweet glimpse of her luscious pussy lips. Jim felt himself reacting to looking at her. He knew he needed to go get in the shower, but he also knew that tasting Ashley before dinner would be the sweetest of appetizers.

He walked over to the bed crawled up just behind Ashley with his face in just the right position that he could angle his tongue into her pussy. The moment his tongue made contact, Ashley's hips arched high and she woke up instantly. Lifting her head from the pillow she looked over her shoulder and saw Jim behind her. "I thought you said we wouldn't have time for this before dinner," she said with a bit of teasing and some curiosity in her voice.

"Well, I thought I'd start with my appetizers right now if you don't mind," Jim said with a devilish smile on his face.

No, she didn't mind at all. "How would you like your appetizer served sir? She said in a doll like voice as she rolled over on to her back and opened her legs.

Jim positioned himself between her legs as he brought his mouth very close to her opening. With gentle strokes he took the tip of his tongue and worked it from her opening to the top of her clit. He did this several times as Ashley's hips began to gently writhe under his face. He knew she was enjoying it because she was starting to really get wet for him. Each time he brought his tongue down he would insert it just a little into her before bringing it back up to her clit. Each time he inserted it he stuck it in just a little further and lingered just a little bit longer as his tongue savored her juices that were starting to fill his mouth. When he wrapped his mouth around her clit and began to suck on it is when her hips began to really wildly thrash about. He had to take his hands and hold her legs down. Her moans began to pierce the air around them and it turned Jim on to no end. He loved the idea that he excited her just as much as she excited him. This drove him to suck her clit harder and dig his tongue as far into her as he could.

Ashley could feel her orgasm mounting every time Jim wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked. His tongue was causing the most deliciously wonderful sensations to course through her entire body. Her hands impulsively grabbed Jim's head and pushed them hard against her clit as her orgasm exploded within her. Her hips rocked and jerked as Jim's mouth clung to her causing only to intensify it. Her erotic moans cascaded to a scream as her body quaked from the intensity of the orgasm. Her words were coming out staggered and incomplete.

"Oh m m my Godddd"

As her hips began to calm down Jim's tongue found its way gently back inside her as he tasted and cleaned up the remnants of her orgasm. Her body quivered and her hands let go of his head. He could hear her trying to catch her breath. As his tongue made its final sweep, he raised his head up and looked at his baby girl. She looked gorgeous as ever and immensely satisfied.

Jim got up from between her legs and sat down at the foot of the bed.

"I think you're going to need another shower," he laughed and said.

With a very contented smile on her face Ashley agreed with him. They both then got up off of the bed and went and showered together. Of course they almost got a little too carried away and Jim had to stop things. But he promised her they weren't done for the night. When they got back from dinner she better be ready because he was going to have his way with her.

After they showered they both went and got dressed. Jim could only gawk when Ashley came out. She had on a very form fitting black, mid-thigh length black dress on. It had crisscross straps in the back and was cut just low enough in the front that it showed a hint of cleavage. It was a gorgeous dress to begin with, but with Ashley's bountiful assets filling it out she looked damn sexy in it. Jim knew every eye would be on her in the restaurant tonight.

"You're looking stunning tonight my dear," Jim said to her as he held his arm out to her as if to escort her.

"Why thank you sir," Ashley said very good-humoredly.

When they got to the restaurant, Brince Marshall had already arrived and requested a table for them. He saw them before they saw him. As he looked, he already knew Jim, but the young woman with him looked vaguely familiar. The maître d' escorted Jim and Ashley to their table. As they neared, Brince realized why the young lady looked familiar. She was the beautiful young woman he saw out on the beach this morning.

As they approached the table, Ashley saw Brince looking at her and realized he was the man that had been walking on the beach this morning. The good looking man. Even better looking wearing a charcoal gray suit with a light blue pinstripe shirt underneath. When they got to the table Jim smiled and reached out his hand to shake Brince's.

"Brince, how are you?" Jim said as he pulled Ashley's chair out for her.

"Good, good. Great to see you Jim," Brince said in turn.

"Brince, may I introduce to you my daughter Ashley." Jim said looking over at Ashley.

Ashley smiled and extended her hand to shake Brince's. However, instead of shaking Ashley's hand, Brince brought her hand up to his mouth and gently kissed it. "It's a pleasure to meet you Ms. McEwan," Brince said as he looked her in the eyes.

Ashley was momentarily flustered but quickly recovered. "It's nice to meet you Mr. Marshall," she replied as she drew her hand back after he had kissed it.

Both men waited until Ashley sat down before they sat. Jim thought nothing of Brince kissing his daughter's hand. He knew Brince was a perfect gentleman. After the waiter had come and taken drink orders, they made small talk about Aruba. Brince owned property there so it was nothing new to him. It was just a nice place to conduct business when opportunities afforded it. After the drinks were brought and orders had been taken, Jim and Brince began discussing business. It was while they were discussing business that Ashley sat and just quietly observed. She noticed that every so often Brince would look at her when he was talking to her father. She would smile coyly. The business end of the meeting ran very long and detailed. Ashley was lost to what they were talking about. Jim could tell she was getting tired, but he had to continue with business. As much as he was enjoying his and Ashley's time together, business was his primary reason for being here. So he trudged on through the details that Brince needed to know. They finally wrapped the business end up around 10:30.

Brince could see that Ashley was tired. "Well Jim, we could discuss this further at lunch tomorrow if you care to. I see your daughter is tired."

Ashley perked up a bit when she realized that her fatigue was showing. "No, no, I'm okay," she lied.

Both men laughed because they knew just by looking at her how tired she was.

Jim agreed that they'd continue it tomorrow at lunch. Brince brought up the fact that if they did lunch that would allow Ashley time to herself to go enjoy the island without being bored by their odious business conversation. Ashley smiled when he said it. So it was agreed, and Brince after telling Ashley what a pleasure it was to meet her bid her and Jim good night.

Ashley rested her head on Jim's shoulder in the back seat of the cab on the way back to their hotel. As much as Jim wanted to make love to her when they got back, he knew she was tired and he actually had more documents to look at before the meeting tomorrow. But when they got back to the hotel, Ashley would hear none of it and so instead of tending to his business, Jim made fervent love to her that night. Were one to walk by their hotel room door that night they would have heard Ashley moaning erotically and begging Jim to go harder.

*****

The next morning Jim woke early because he had to get to the business he'd put aside last night. He looked over at Ashley, sleeping soundly and as always, to him, looking very sexy. He sat there looking at her for a moment lost deep in his thoughts. He couldn't believe how much she stimulated his sexual appetite. He and Rachel had a very decent sex life, but they didn't fuck daily, nor multiple times daily. He was amazed at his stamina combined with his appetite and he knew it all had to do with Ashley and just how turned on by her he was. His eyes perused her body half covered with the sheet. Her ass was turned up because of how she had her leg bent to her side. He gently ran his hand over the hump under the sheet. He felt himself getting aroused. Ashley stirred but didn't wake. He removed his hand and got up off of the bed. He went and showered and then sat down in the sitting room of their hotel and started going over the business files he would be discussing with Brince at lunch.

Around 11 Ashley woke and saw Jim in their room tucking his shirt into his slacks.

Sleepily she sat up and looked at him. "Is it time for your lunch already? Have I slept that long?"

Jim walked over to her and kissed her on the mouth, "Yes sleeping beauty, you have. But you needed it. That's why I didn't disturb you."

She smiled at Jim. "I want to say thank you for bringing me with you. I'm having a wonderful time with you Daddy."

"Baby," Jim started, "I wouldn't have it any other way. I've enjoyed every moment with you and we still have the rest of the week together. But sweetheart, I have to ask this of you. When we're alone together, it's okay for you to call me Jim or James."

Ashley looked at him for a moment, "Well, everyone else calls you Jim, so I'll call you James. After all, it is your name, James Andrew McEwan," she said with a smile.

"Okay, sweetheart, James it is. Now I have to go. Go enjoy the island while I'm gone." Then he leaned over and kissed her again, but this time slower and more intimately. "But don't have too much fun without me," he said as he winked and went to go grab his paperwork.

After Jim left, Ashley got up and showered. She called room service and had brunch sent up. After the bellhop brought the food in, she tipped him and closed the door behind him. Going through her bag she found her laptop. She opened it up on the table with her food. What she was about to do she didn't want to do in front of Jim in fear that it might hurt his feelings and she didn't want to do that. She was just curious about something. Once her computer connected to the Wi-Fi she pulled Google up and punched in Brince Marshall.

She clicked the Wiki article about him. His full name was Brince Morgan Marshall. He was 33 years old and born in Rio Claro, São Paulo, Brazil. He was Brazilian by birth, but American by nationality. He was adopted as a toddler by the American financier Brinson Sebastian Marshall and his wife Elaina Morgan Marshall. He majored in business administration in college and had made his first million before he was thirty. Now with the deal he and Jim were currently brokering it was about to change his company's status to a billion dollar company. But that wiki didn't tell Ashley. She knew that because Jim had told her. He was fluent in three languages and lived in New York. He wasn't married but had been attached to a starlet or two.

Ashley closed the article out, and turned her laptop off. She admitted to herself that Brince was a very attractive man, but she didn't let her thoughts go any further than that. She was having a wonderful time in Aruba with her dad and she was looking forward to what the rest of the week held.

*****

Meanwhile that morning, back in Connecticut, Rachel had just gotten back from taking the boys to school. Colin said he would be by around lunch time or a little thereafter and he'd bring lunch with him for the two of them.

Rachel sat down at the kitchen table lost in thought. Her head had a million thoughts running through it. She knew her perfect little life could be totally upturned if any of the neighbors noticed that Colin was in town and happened to casually mention it to Jim when he got back.

Sipping her coffee Rachel let her mind go back to how it all began. Unlike her husband and Colin, Rachel hadn't grown up well to do. Her dad had left her mom when Rachel was too young to even remember him. Her mom had married her stepfather when she was seven. He was a good man and he worked hard but the family struggled. Especially after her two younger brothers and younger sister were born. Rachel knew if she went to college it would be because she busted her butt in school and got a scholarship. Through high school she worked odd part time jobs to save money. Upon graduation she had earned that coveted scholarship and earned her acceptance into Northwestern University.

She got to school and kept her nose to herself and to the grindstone. It wasn't until her sophomore year that she started to venture out socially. It was through this venturing out that she heard of the McEwan brothers. They came from a well-connected family of Scottish heritage. Their great grandfather Shaughnessy McEwan had come to the United States with his wife without a penny to his name. He worked hard and saved enough money to send his two sons to college. His sons went on to form an investment company that did enormously well. Of course the business stayed in the family and now Shaughnessy's grandson Shaun McEwan was heading the family business and grooming his two sons, Colin and James to take it over when their time came. Shaun's wife, Donella McEwan doted on their three children. Colin Asher was her oldest, followed by James Andrew, and then their youngest was a girl Rory Shayna.

By Rachel's sophomore year, Colin was a senior at Northwestern and Jim was starting his freshman year. It didn't take long for Rachel to learn of the McEwan boys. From everything she'd heard, Colin was quite the lady killer whereas Jim was more reserved but still a chick magnet himself. Partially because of their devilishly good looks and partially from good breeding and money the boys were quite attractive to many of the coeds on campus. In the latter part of her sophomore year Rachel got invited to a winter frat party. Well, she didn't actually get invited, but a friend of hers did and brought her along because she didn't want to go alone.

It was at someone's parent's house out on Lake Michigan. The house was huge and there were people everywhere Rachel remembered. People were drinking and smoking. She saw couples making out everywhere. Her friend that invited her ditched her once they got there so Rachel wandered around alone. Since she was by herself in a crowd of people, she grabbed a drink and began to look around the house. She made her way up the stairs around people passed out or making out on them, and found her way to the second floor of the house. At the end of one hall was a set of double doors that were closed. She instantly made her way to them. She turned the knob and opened them. Her breath was taken away. It was a vast library. She came in and quietly closed the doors behind her. There were sconces, with lights, on the end of each book shelf. She quietly looked around in awe. This was an impressive library. As she made her way towards the end of one shelf of books she noticed some wingback chairs with foot rests. She walked to the end of the shelf towards the chairs. As she got to them she jumped from fright when a warm mellifluous voice said to her, "How are you tonight?"

She wasn't expecting anyone to be in here. The room was so quiet. As she tilted her head just around the shelf she saw the face attached to the voice that had spoken to her. She knew who it was although she didn't know him personally. It was none other than Colin McEwan. He was sitting very casually with one of his legs draped over the side of the chair. He had a bottle of rum beside him on the floor.

Very nervously, she replied, "I'm fine, thank you."

Colin chuckled, which made Rachel even more nervous. "Now don't you sound all prim and proper? What's your name? Are you a freshman? Colin inquired.

"Um, um, my name is Rachel and no, I'm a sophomore."

Colin motioned his hand towards the chairs next to him, "Sit down, and join me."

Rachel had never been more afraid in her life. She wasn't afraid that Colin would hurt her. She was afraid of her own self. She was about to sit down with Colin McEwan, Mr. Lady-killer himself. He had quite the reputation. Very apprehensively she sat down in a chair, leaving a chair between her and Colin. She was surprised to see him sitting here of all places and alone at that.