Dirty White Candy, Ultimate Vacation, Book 2 (23 page)

I would like to request brunch with you and John around ten in our suite.

Much love,

Janette

“Is everything okay?” John asked.

I handed him the note.

His eyebrows rose.

“How much fuckin’ money does that broad have?” he asked.

“A lot, clearly.
 
What do you want to do?”

“I bet there’s enough up there for ten people.”
 
John was joking, but he was probably close to being accurate.

“Sushi don’t keep long.”

“I don’t want Barbie and Ken up there though,” he whispered in my ear.

“Don’t worry, Barbie is about to puke.
 
She’s had four of those martinis in just over an hour.
 
But I have an idea.”

I grabbed Mira and Diana off the dance floor and pulled them off to the side where we could converse.

“I don’t want to be presumptuous ladies, but in my suite is fruit, sushi and champagne.
 
Do you two think you could round up one or two good looking couples for a party in our suite?
 
I’m new to this, so I think you may be more successful attracting playmates.
 
You’ll probably be a lot more efficient than I am too.”

Diana looked at Mira, then back at me.
 
“Give us a moment to talk.
 
We’ll meet you over at the table.”

“Of course.”
 
Making sure I didn’t linger, I turned and went straight back to the table.

“What’s up?” John asked.

“We’ll find out.
 
Just enjoy your Jack and Coke for now.”
 
I leaned against him and kissed his neck, sitting back up just in time to see Kayla running off to the trashcan.

“You called it,” John snickered.

I gave him a wink, trying to refrain from snickering.
 
I’d been in her shoes, nauseous after drinks hit me too hard.
 
A pang of guilt hit me, my warning about the potency should have come a lot sooner.
 

John spotted Mira making her way through the crowd, “You sent them to recruit playmates?”

“Sure, I like to work smarter, not harder.
 
I’m much better at delegating than making new friends.”
 
Maybe I was brilliant because to the left I saw Diana with two couples in tow, all quite attractive.

Mira smiled as she approached the table and bent down, whispering in my ear.
 
“Let’s head up to the room where it’s more quiet.
 
Then we can make introductions.”

Nodding, I pulled John up as I stood.
 
The walk into the hotel, and ride up the elevator was awkward.
 
Janette had been such a good host.
 
I wished I could channel her now.
 
Opening the door to our suite, it was difficult to pretend I had planned any of it at all.
 
The furniture had been moved, an extra king sized bed had been added and placed against the one we
 
already had.
 
The Jacuzzi was full of hot water and running.
 
One entire wall had been taken up by a fully stocked bar, a table with eight bottles of Cristal, and two tables displaying sushi, fresh tropical fruit, cheese and crackers, croissants, shrimp cocktail and oysters on the half shell.

John and I looked well prepared gracious hosts.
 
Janette had done it again.

“Holy shit Diana!
 
You didn’t tell me your friends were such good hosts.” I heard a woman’s voice stay behind me.

“They’re new friends, I didn’t know.
 
Wow, Candy, this is awesome.”

“I’d like to taste some Candy,” another voice chimed in.

John’s laughter shook me out of my shock.
 

“Come on in everyone.
 
Help yourselves to refreshments and make yourself comfortable.”
 
I announced.
 
How do I make this a party?
 
What do I do?
 

“Are you okay?”
 
John asked after seeing the look on my face.

“Would you grab me a glass of champagne and meet me on the balcony?”
 
I didn’t wait for him to agree.
 
I grabbed a fresh pack of smokes and made a beeline for the balcony.

The first cigarette was nearly finished when John got out there.
 
I lit another.
 

“Candy, slow down.
 
It’s bad enough you smoke, don’t chain smoke.
 
Why are you so nervous?”
 
He handed me a glass of champagne.

“I don’t know how to host a party like this.
 
What if they think I’m lame?”

John laughed, “You are anything but lame, my love.
 
You entertain important clients all the time.
 
You give professional presentations to multi-million dollar clients.
 
This is no different.
 
Let someone else start the sex part if you’re uncomfortable initiating.
 
Let’s get some music going and let the rest happen naturally.
 
If nothing happens, that’s fine.
 
It’ll be a great party with good food and I’ll bang your brains out when they leave.”

John always had a way about him that relaxed me.

“You’re right.”
 
I was a very successful business woman and had no difficulty dealing with people at work.
 
So, I snuffed out my cigarette, took a swig of champagne and smacked John on the ass.
 
“Let’s party.”

“Let’s get some music going,” I said aloud as I came back into the room.
 
“Now where is…”

“Turn the TV to channel eight, there’s party music on that channel all day and night.”
 
Mira suggested.

After flashing her a smile, I managed to get the music going and joined the group.

Mira grabbed my hand.
 
“Candy, these are my friends Will and Beth.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Great spread,” Will said.
 
“I noticed you have a table full of aphrodisiacs.”
 
Will was toned but not muscle bound and looked like maybe he was English, with brown hair and a big smile.

I hadn’t thought of it, but sushi and oysters had been known to have the power of being an aphrodisiac.
 
Not knowing what to say, I only smiled and nodded.

“Candy, this is so nice of you.
 
When you mentioned a party, I really didn’t see this coming.
 
You and your friend Janette both know how to entertain guests.
 
Damn!”
 
Mira put her arm around my waist.
 
“Thank you so much for including us.”

“Thank you for making it an actual party.
 
I just hope everyone has a good time. I don’t throw parties often.”
 
My voice was so low it was nearly a whisper.

“Oh Lord don’t worry about that.
 
You’ve provided booze, expensive and exotic food, music and a place to party.
 
If someone doesn’t want to stick around they can go, but there’s no reason not to stay.”

“Candy, there was a note for you on the door.
 
I didn’t see it before.”
 
John handed it to me.

Opening it, I laughed.
 
The people that delivered the food left lighting instructions.

I walked to the far wall and pressed a large red button.
 
Instantly, the regular lights turned off and the floor lit up.
 
I would have sworn it was marble, but clearly the floors were not marble.
 
There were neon and black lights all throughout the room in the most inconspicuous of places.
 
Even the jaccuzi tub was lit.

The room erupted in cheer.

“Damn!
 
I want one of those buttons,” Will yelled.

The lighting, music and alcohol had the guests dancing now.
 
Diana’s guests hadn’t been introduced yet, but seemed a bit bashful.
 
They’d slipped into the Jacuzzi unnoticed.
 
Since I began the path to my own sexual revolution, people had made monumental efforts to make sure I was comfortable, it was time I did that for others.

I made my over to the Jacuzzi and sat on the edge.
 
“Hi, I’m Candy.
 
Thanks for coming.”

“Fawn and Mark,” the woman said, “nice to meet you.”

Their glasses were sitting on the shelf behind them empty.
 
“Can I refill your champagne glasses?”

“Thank you,” Fawn said, “that would be great.”

Back at the tables, I loaded a small plate with fruit and grabbed a bottle of champagne, taking it back to Fawn and Mark, figuring that the fruit would go well with the champagne.

“Wow, thanks Candy,” Mark said taking plate and bottle out of my hands.
 
“Would you like to join us?”

Now we’re getting somewhere.

“Absolutely, give me about five minutes.
 
I’ll be right back.”
 
I made my way to John who was talking football with the other two guys.
 

“The couple in the tub wants me to join them,” I whispered in his ear.

“Have fun.”
 
He kissed my head and resumed his football discussion.

I kicked off my heels and pulled off my skirt, revealing the thong and garter underneath, grabbed a hair clip from the bathroom and went back to the tub.

“Fawn, do you mind unhooking me?”
 
I turned my back to her.

“Sure,” she offered, unclasping the back of the bustier.
 
When she was done, I let it fall to the floor, then slid the panties, garter and thigh highs to the floor before climbing in.
 
The warm water was comforting.

I kept the conversation light, asking about their time at the resort, if they enjoyed their room and the beach.
 
It seemed to put them at ease.
 
The entire mood became relaxing and fun as Fawn started bouncing when her favorite song was played.

“Room for one more?” John asked.

“Only if you promise not to talk about football,” I teased, sliding over.

“You have my word.”

“You might want to grab yourself something to drink first.”
 
Mark said.
 
“We were sort of stranded until Candy brought a bottle of champagne over.”

“Thanks, I’ll be right back,” he said giving me a quick kiss.

“Damn, he’s hot.”
 
Fawn said with a giggle.

“Sitting right here, dear.”

Looking at Mark, I could see he was teasing.

“Yes, and you went on and on about how hot all the women in here were.”
 
She reached over and squeezed his nipple.

I was enjoying the playful atmosphere.

“Ouch!
 
You agreed with me!” he complained as he fought a laugh while rubbing his nipple.

“Hey, when did the nipple twisting start?”
 
John was back, naked, laughing and climbing into the Jacuzzi.
 

“Fawn was commenting on your level of hotness.”
 
I elbowed his ribs gently.

“I see.
 
So are my nipples safe?”

“For now.”
 
I kissed his shoulder.

“You two are a beautiful couple,” Fawn said.
 
“I’m not sure why we were invited.”

Mark closed his eyes, embarrassed at his wife’s lack of self-esteem.

“Because you fit right in.
 
What do you have in your suite, a fun house mirror?”
 
John eyed her.
 
“What is it with chicks?
 
Unless they look like a model they think they’re fat and unattractive.”