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Fantasy Island Getaway

By: Cromagnonman



The advertisement appeared in all of the major daily newspapers and on television: 

'Fantasy Island Getaway.'

Win the opportunity of a lifetime and live out your sexual fantasies on a tropical island holiday. 10 Days and nights in Paradise with all of your sexual needs catered for in luxurious accommodation. All you have to do is to fill out the attached form and tell us in twenty five words or less about your fantasy.

Television viewers just dial the toll free number or log on to our Web site and answer a few simple questions.'

Richie Johnson stared at the ad in amazement, he read it three times just to be sure that he wasn't seeing things. He then took a pen from his pockets and filled in the details finishing with his fantasy; 'I would like to live the life of a Sultan, with wall to wall harem girls there to fulfil my sexual needs.'

His mind drifted to his lifestyle, a series of one night stands spanning the last eight years of his life, what could be better? No commitment, no comeback, life was one long orgy with a different girl each night.

He placed the completed form in an envelope and posted it on his way to work, thinking to himself that, if he won, he would be top dog among his friends, definitely the Alpha male.

Joseph Berman stared at the ad that interrupted his late night TV viewing and reached for the telephone. As he dialled his mind went to the bedroom where his wife of forty years lay, softly snoring her way through the night. The woman that he fell in love with all those years ago had lost her appeal, she was showing her age and was no longer attractive to him. Her attempts to arouse his sexual interest disgusted him.

Following the prompts, he gave his details and, when asked stated that he would like to make love to a young woman like the one he fell in love with forty years ago.

Janice Soderberg thought of her husband who would be waiting for her to go to bed after their dinner and who would burst into tears at her lack of response to his attempt at lovemaking. It wasn't as if he didn't try, his foreplay was kind and thoughtful, it was just that, as soon as he put his small cock into her, her desire for sex disappeared, and after a few minutes, so did his. His frustration resulted in tears on his part and masturbation on hers. Oh for a big cock that would give her pleasure. 'I want to be fucked by a big man with a big cock.' She was shocked at her words but sent in the form anyway.

Cindy James stared at the ad in the newspaper on the desk in front of her. Here was her chance to get away from her life for ten days, a life that existed for others, her boss who acted as if she was a dumb blond good for nothing better than to make his coffee and give him blow jobs from under his desk when he felt the need. Then there was her mother who continually told her that she would amount to nothing, and that she would end up a slut just like her. She insisted that Cindy should dress to show her 'assets' and that she should always comply when a man asked her for sex. 'You won't get a man unless you give him what he wants Cindy, you mark my words!'

Just once, Cindy thought as she completed the form, just once I would like to have a relationship with a man who cared for me as a person and not a sex object. 'I would like to be loved by a caring man who knows how to treat a woman properly.' She wrote in the space provided and sent the form away.

Her class of little monsters gone for the day Julie Rogers sat and stared at the newspaper in front of her. Her fantasy for the last several years was to be in the company of adults, male adults, and to let herself think about nothing other than have men cover her with their attention, sexual attention. Just about every man that she had met since beginning to work as a Pre-school teacher had said, 'How nice.' In response to her telling him what she did for a living and then finding someone more interesting to talk to. She loved her job and saw plenty of potential in her children, potential not recognised by their busy parents who believed that the obligation to the kids ceased at the door of the Pre-school centre.

She completed the form and posted it on her way home to her apartment and her books.

The city offices of Fantasy Island Getaways were inundated with responses to their advertisement to the point where extra casual staff was required to sift through the thousands of applications.

Eventually these were reduced to one hundred and the Manager and his Assistant sat around a large table pouring through them before selecting five people. Confirmation letters were sent and instructions given where and when they were to assemble for the trip.

Five complete strangers gathered at the office and, following checks of their documentation, were ushered downstairs to a waiting minibus and driven to the airport. There was no conversation between each of the winners although each of them was busy surreptitiously checking the others out, before deciding that there was nothing of interest there.

It was a long flight to the main island of the group of Pacific Islands. From there a boat ferried them to the resort. From the sea the only sign of the existence of the resort was the small jetty jutting out into a sheltered lagoon. It only became visible from the boat after it had navigated its way through the protecting coral reef into the calm lagoon waters.

A man walked from the trees to the jetty and deftly caught the mooring rope thrown from the boat. He helped the boat crew to unload the passengers' luggage and stacked it on a trolley on the jetty.

As soon as they had all disembarked the mooring line was thrown back onto the boat and it backed away from the jetty, turned around and headed back out to sea.

"Come with me." It was an order softly spoken, the only words spoken until the group emerged from the dense forest into a clearing. In front of them was the resort's main building, carefully constructed to blend into its surroundings, even from the air it would be difficult to spot any of the buildings.

From the building emerged a man, neatly dressed in cool tropical clothes, cream slacks, a blue shirt, white canvas shoes and a white panama hat. He was accompanied by a woman also dressed for the tropics in a floral patterned dress, white low heeled shoes and also a white broad brimmed hat.

"Welcome to Fantasy Island, I am your host for the next ten days, my name is Michael Moss, you may call me Michael, and this is my assistant Elizabeth, she prefers to be called Beth. Won't you come inside out of the sun and we can become acquainted over drinks. Your luggage will be taken to your cabins and after drinks we will introduce you to your personal butler who will look after your needs. Come." He led the way inside and showed them to the lounge where a waiter and waitress waited to take their order.

"Now, first things first. After you have settled in and I would suggest that you get some rest before dinner, after which we will be talking to each of you individually to finalise the details of your fantasy so that your stay with us will be a memorable one."

Drinks were quickly and quietly served and the guests began to relax, not to the point of conversation, but the tension seemed to drain from their faces. Michael had a clipboard on which were several sheets of paper. He looked at the top sheet. "You must be Janice." He said looking directly at Janice. She wondered how he could be so sure before she realised that she was the oldest of the three women.

"Yes I am." Her voice had a quiet assurance about it that came from her position of authority both in her work and domestic life. The others looked at her, trying to work out what her fantasy would be.

"Excellent. Your butler will be Jonah, he will look after you very well indeed." Michael indicated an immaculately dressed Islander man, a good six feet three tall and weighing at least two hundred pounds. His honey coloured complexion was clear and without blemish and his deference at his introduction extended to his voice.

"Welcome to our home and your home for the next ten days Ms Soderberg I hope to make your stay a pleasant one." A slight bow of the head completed his welcome.

"I'm sure that you will." Janice wasn't the only person to believe that her fantasy was already well on the way to being met.

"Now Cindy James, your butler is Reuben, he will be only too happy to serve you in whatever way that you want." Reuben could have almost been Jonah's twin brother, his stature was identical, and his welcome was almost word perfect for Jonah's.

Cindy smiled at him and her smile announced that she was perfectly happy with everything so far. "I'm looking forward to this." She gave him a wink that spoke volumes.

"That brings us to Julie Rogers. Your butler will be Simon." If Jonah and Reuben were twins, Simon was their father, he was the same height but just a little more thick set, he wasn't overweight by any means but his shoulders were wider from years of paddling the long dugout canoes of the Islands.

"I will be pleased to serve you, you can rest assured of that. You are a most welcome guest." Again the slight bow of the head in welcome.

"Now, Mister Berman, your butler will be Naomi, she will ensure that your stay with us will be everything you desire." Naomi was beautiful, her honey complexion and black, waist length hair was contrasted to the formal black skirt and white blouse that she wore. 

"Mister Berman, it will be my pleasure to make you as comfortable as possible during your stay, anything that you need, you have but to ask and I will get it for you." She also gave a slight nod in welcome. Berman noted that she said that she would get anything he desired, not that she would try to get it.

"It is my pleasure to meet you." He smiled at her and held out his hand for her to shake.

"And that leaves Richard Johnson. I'm pleased to meet you Richard, your butler will be Ruth." He indicated a girl who would have been no more than twenty years old, her flawless skin and dark hair highlighted her youth in such a way that Richie was suddenly sure that he would indeed enjoy the stay.

"Likewise I'm sure." His eyes never left Ruth. She smiled at him and her perfect white teeth flashed in the half light.

"Your stay here will be everything that you hoped for, I will make sure of that."

The guests rose and followed their respective butlers from the lounge.

"What do you think Beth, will this group be a success?"

"I'm sure that it will, you have chosen, with your usual flair, a group who desperately need help but not from each other, they couldn't be less alike."

"Come, we'll see how they are getting on." He held out his hand and she took it, hand in hand they walked through a door at the rear of the lounge and soon were seated in front of several CCTV monitors. The guests were being shown around their rooms. Michael turned up the volume to Richie's suite in time to hear Ruth. "Mister Johnson, I am your Butler. I am not a part of your fantasy. Our regulations prohibit any interaction other than a working relationship, between guest and butler. Is that understood?"

"Sure." He was not happy.

"Your fantasy is my task, but I will not participate in any way, shape or form. I am here to see that you find happiness in your fantasy not to be a part of it. Firstly you should rest up, would you like to shower before or after you rest?"

"Before, I'll probably need someone to scrub my back for me." He looked at her hopefully.

"I'm sorry sir but I cannot do that, you will however find a loofa towel that will do the job admirably. While you are showering I'll turn your bed down and lay out your clothes for dinner. I'll be back for you in time to take you to dinner."

Richie wasn't pleased that Ruth wasn't going to cater for his every need and meant to raise the issue with Michael after dinner.

Joseph Berman had similar thoughts about Naomi but she soon put those to rest. "I am your butler sir, I have no part to play in your fantasy. I am here to serve you, to make sure that your clothes are ready for you at all times and to run errands for you. There will be a lady along in due course to help you with your fantasy. I suggest that you have a shower and rest up before dinner. I will lay out your clothes for you."

Janice Soderberg looked at Jonah with anticipation, she could see the bulge in his pants and was looking forward to him making love to her. He caught her looking at him and saw the necessity of warning her. "I am your butler madam, the man chosen to fulfil your fantasy is much more manly than I."

"Oh my." She gasped.

"If you would like to shower before you rest I'll lay out you clothes for you, do you have anything in mind to wear?"

"Can I leave that up to you, you know what they wear around here."

"Very well Madam."

When she emerged from her shower she found, not one of the dresses that she had packed but a brightly coloured floral print dress. "This isn't mine." She said to Jonah.

"Indeed it isn't madam, I took the liberty of getting it for you, none of yours seemed appropriate for this evening."

She tried it on, it fitted her perfectly and she had to admit that it was much better than any of hers. "It fits, how . . . ."

"I looked at the labels on your clothes." He left the room to allow her to dress.

In another cabin Cindy too was getting in to a different dress. She had called Reuben into her room. "This isn't mine." She said pointing to her dresses laid out on the bed. They were all of a similar style with high neck-lines designed to hide her figure.

"I took the liberty madam." Reuben said. "You have a very attractive figure, it seemed a pity to hide it."

"But this is cut too low, it's, well it's slutty."

"Madam, trust me it is not, as you so colourfully put it, slutty at all, it shows just enough to be interesting to the right person but not enough to appeal to the wrong person. If you don't like it I'll not be offended."

"No, I didn't mean to offend you." She looked more closely at her reflection in the mirror. "You're right, it's nice, thank you."

In her cabin Julie was having a similar problem. Her wardrobe consisted of nothing other than jeans and button up blouses that she wore every day, whether at home or at work. At work it was almost always covered by a paint covered smock. Her 'uniform' was totally unsuitable for the occasion, but what was she to do?

A tap on the door and Simon entered. "I think that this will be more suitable for you than your own clothes." He held up a brightly coloured floral Mumu dress, one of those long flowing dresses common to the Pacific Islands. 

She took it and slipped it over her head, the hem reached just to the top of her feet. She spun around and felt it float about her, it was freedom! "Thank you Simon, thank you so much. I feel wonderful, released, I feel free." She looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She looked different, even though this dress covered her more than her jeans and top it revealed more, it flowed over the twin peaks of her breasts in a way that her blouses could never achieve and when she walked the shape of her hips was highlighted in a way that tight jeans could never do. "Simon."

"Yes Miss?"

"This needs something else, would it be possible to get one of those flowers, hibiscus I think they are, for me to wear behind my ear?" Simon produced a plastic box with a bright red hibiscus bloom resting inside. "You think of everything don't you."

"It is my job to anticipate your needs Miss."

Dinner was a rather strained affair. Try as he might Michael couldn't get them to open up about their expectations of the fantasy vacation. He decided that the best chance to learn more would be in the one on one interviews that he and Beth would shortly conduct. A little more loosening up alcohol and they would be ready.

"Can I have your attention for a moment." One by one they gave it. "We will be discussing with each of you your choice of fantasy and why you chose it. I must prepare you for the possibility that the outcome of this process may not necessarily be what you expect, it will however, regardless of your expectations, be a positive outcome. You may not agree with it at first but in due course you will see that this is so. Beth and I will be speaking to you individually to get a better picture as to your fantasy and how best we can deliver on our promise to you. I will speak to Richard and Joseph while Beth will speak to Janice, Cindy and Julie. Richard, if you would come with me and Janice, you go with Beth, and the rest of you can talk amongst yourselves until you are called."

Richie followed Michael to his office. "Take a seat." Michael indicated a leather lounge. "Now, do you prefer Richard or Richie?"

"Richie, I hate Richard and really hate Dick or Rick."

"I'll remember that. Now, on your application you said that you wanted to live the life of a Sultan with wall to wall harem girls. Now just so that we get this straight, do you want all of the girls to be with you all the time and you choose which one you want to fuck, or would you prefer to be a little more discreet about it and see them one at a time?"

"Whatever. What's the difference?"

"If you were to have them all together and choose one to fuck there could be some jealousy among the others towards your chosen."

"Cool, I've always wanted chicks fighting over me."

"Yes, but if they're fighting they may feel less like helping you achieve your fantasy."

"I get it. One at a time and they all get the chance at me. Do I have a new one for each night?"

"Most assuredly, if that is your wish."

"Cool, when can I start?"

"No time like the present. Ruth is waiting outside to take you to your harem."

Richie almost sprinted out the door. Michael returned to the dining room to get Joseph.

"Please, sit down. Now Joseph you asked for a younger woman just like your wife used to be, is that correct?"

"Yes, that is correct."

"Why do you desire this?"

"I have been married for forty years to Rachel and, while I love my wife, I find her no longer physically attractive. I must admit to you that I am embarrassed, you see, because she no longer excites me I cannot get an erection and I'm embarrassed that she will notice and be offended."

"You don't think that she is offended that you no longer try?"

"I tell her I am too busy to go to bed until much after she does and she is fast asleep when I get to bed."

"I see. And you think that your fantasy of having sex with a younger woman will somehow solve your problem?"

"It will not solve that problem, but it will allow me to dream of what once was and I will no longer be worried by what is. It is about memories."

"Very well, Naomi is waiting outside the door to take you to your fantasy.

Beth asked Janice to take a seat. "Now you asked for a man with a big cock. I assume from that your husband doesn't have one?"

"No, it is tiny."

"What would you call tiny?"

"It would be no more than four inches long."

"Is that when it's hard?"

"What is hard, I don't believe that he has had an erection in five years."

"What do you mean? Was he able to achieve one before then?"

"Oh yes, we had a very active sexual life."

"What do you think changed all of that?"

"It was probably his promotion at work. You would think that when he reached Managerial status his work load would ease off, but not him, he seemed to devote more time to his work and when he gets home he has his dinner and is so tired that all he wants to do is go to bed, we have no family life, no love life."

"Do you resent his lack of interest in you?"

"Wouldn't you? You give up a large part of your life and your career to help him with his and this is how he repays you for what you have done, you bet I resent it. Now all I want to do is to have a monster cock inside my pussy."


Fantasy Island Getaway Prologue



Epilogue:

When I posted the original Fantasy Island story I was considering several possible scenarios that would tie up the individual fantasies. The only one that had fully resolved itself was the Julie/Michael relationship which was heading to a logical and planned outcome. Cindy had almost reached resolution while Janice and Joseph had some way still to go. The one that I was having most trouble with was Richie's. It was because of this that I had decided to end the story where I did. Nothing that I had thought of seemed to fit, he had to have his fantasy realised and I was hoping that by taking more time and giving it some more thought I could come up with a satisfactory ending for him that wouldn't appear too far fetched. Here goes.

*

Richie had stormed out the previous afternoon vowing to sue the company for they had. He would have done well to read the fine print on the contract that he signed which stated that, by leaving before the end of the fantasy vacation he effectively abandoned the programme before a result could be obtained, and all guarantees were therefore null and void. There would be no redress and no refunds. 

But they hadn't given up on him just yet, he still had a way to go.

Janice came to Michael after her night with Peter and asked that she be allowed to stay on the condition that Peter could stay with her. Michael and Beth were happy to oblige, as indeed they were with Joseph and Rachel.

Cindy had no intention of leaving before the end of the holiday and she would use the time remaining to cement her relationship with Martin. Michael and Beth had already spoken to him and told him that what he chose to do at the completion of his contract with the company was of no concern to them and they wished the two of them all the very best.

It did not go un-noticed among the guests that Julie and Michael were now an item. That she had moved out of her cabin and into his quarters was a dead giveaway, and the fact that she was with him all the time did nothing to change things. Beth had confirmed their suspicions on day four and life returned to normal.

A conference was held between Beth, Michael and Julie to discuss the future of the operations, after all there was no need for two female hosts. Beth proposed that she should take over the stateside part of the operations leaving Julie and Michael to run the resort and to help with selections for the future programmes. Beth would tie up any loose ends with the current group while Michael and Julie made preparations for the next.

The mood that pervaded the group on the final evening was upbeat. Michael had arranged for them all to go to the other side of the island for the village feast. He warned Joseph and Rachel that the meat served would be pork and if they had a problem with that then they should stick to the fish. He also warned them all against imbibing too much of the locally brewed kava, it was pretty rough and had a kick to it that would take days to get over. They should take a polite sip and pass it on.

There was much singing and dancing before the cooking pit was opened and the steaming meat and vegetables removed. They all sat in a circle and ate with their fingers from a plate made from a palm leaf. The half coconut shell of kava made several circuits and the group had no trouble limiting their intake, it was definitely an acquired taste.

Julie came into Michael's arms as he shut the door of their villa. "That was the best night of my entire life, thank you Darling."

"It's not over yet." He kissed her and as they kissed his hand unfastened her floral dress that was little more than a large piece of printed fabric wrapped around her body and the end tucked in just covering her breasts.

"No fair, you undress me too easily Sir." She stepped away from the pile of fabric on the floor and reached for the waist of his trousers. His shirt hung loose over his trousers and she undid the buttons and opened it putting her arms around him under the shirt she pressed herself against him, feeling his body pressing on her breasts. "Have I told you today that I love you?"

"Several times, but don't let that stop you telling me again."

"I love you, and want to feel you inside me again." Her hand squeezed his cock through the material of his trousers and he stepped back to allow her to remove them.

Michael picked her up and carried her to his bed, their bed, but he didn't enter her body just yet, there was pleasure to be had first and he loved to see her reaction to his caresses and kisses and when his tongue wreaked havoc on her clitoris. She was begging him to put her out of her misery when his slid his cock into her moist pussy for the final assault. She pleaded for several minutes for him to come before with a final lunge he emptied himself into her. "Darling," she whispered, "I keep thinking that life couldn't get any better than this and then you find new and amazing ways to give me pleasure. When will it stop?"

"Never. It is my intention to continue to please you."

The final day brought with it several surprises. Joseph and Rachel had decided against a retirement villa in Boca, choosing instead to buy a property on the main island from where they could explore the surrounding islands and Rachel could indulge in her passion for painting. Joseph even thought that he could try it as well. It was something that they could do together to cement their newly rediscovered love for each other. They were not looking forward to the discussion with their daughters and their families.

Janice and Peter had made a similar decision. He would resign his job and they would seek work on the main island. Michael offered to help with contacts and suggested that Peter might consider setting up his own accountancy practise and look after the Fantasy Island Getaway's accounts as a starting point.

Cindy had decided that she too would resign her position. She wanted to slip away as quietly as possible but Martin suggested that she should seek some form of redress for the humiliation that she had had to endure from her boss over the years.

Beth accompanied the three couples when they left the island to return home. She had work to do that involved Richie. Her first stop was his parents' home where he still lived. "Mrs Johnson, I represent the Fantasy Island Getaway group, you spoke to my brother Michael before Richie went on his vacation. I have come to see what has happened to him, after all he did leave rather suddenly before the program was completed."

"We wondered about that. He hasn't been the same since he got back, moping around all the time, he hasn't even been out with his friends like he used to do. What happened out there?"

"You are probably aware that the reason that he was chosen for this vacation was to facilitate a change in him. He has drifted through life from one short-term relationship to the next with no prospect of any long term involvement. You and your husband both expressed the desire that he should settle down with one woman and maybe start a family. What we did was to provide him with a woman on the first night that met all of his fantasies and then some. He was so taken by her that he wanted to see her again the next and every other night of his stay. We would not allow that and he got a little upset and left. What we did to him was exactly the same as he had been doing to girls from his high school days."

"So that's what happened. What happens now?"

"This girl, this woman, was one of his first conquests and she was hurt rather badly by what he did to her, but she had a huge crush on him and saw through the bravado of his life and that of his pals and could see that underneath all of that there was a kind and considerate boy. Her words were that she found him to be a follower, not a leader and that he went along with the group for fear of being called a wimp. She has stayed in love with him all of these years. She wants to see him again, now that he has had a taste of his own medicine, and we have a plan."

"A plan?" Mrs Johnson was curious.

"Yes, and this is where you and your husband come in. Richie works in the family plumbing business and this young lady just happens to need some plumbing work done." Beth explained the plan in detail.

Richie walked into the kitchen and kissed his mother on the cheek. "Hi Mom, what's for dinner?" He lifted the lid of a pot on the stove and sniffed the contents.

"You're not going out tonight?"

His cell rang and he answered it. "Hi Dude, what's happening?"

"Dude, have I got the girl for you! She's everything you want in a girl, gorgeous, horny as hell and available for one night only!"

"Nah, I think I'll give it a miss."

'What's with you man? This is the third time this week that we've lined up a sure thing for you and you wimp out on us. What's happened to the stud-meister that we all know and love?"

"I just don't feel like it, that's all."

"You haven't felt like it since you got back from that vacation of yours, what happened, did it wear out on you? You didn't catch anything did you?"

"Nothing like that, I just don't feel like it."

"Give me a call when you do."

Richie ate his dinner in silence before going off to his room where he listened to music on his IPod until he went to sleep.

Meanwhile a conference was happening between his parents at which the plan that Beth had proposed was discussed. It would be implemented in the morning.

"Richie, I have a job for you this morning. I want you to go to Greenburg Fashions, the address is here," he passed a job card over the breakfast table, "You are to talk to the Managing Director Miss Greenburg, she will tell you what the problem is."

"Okay." He looked at the card, it told him that there was some sort of problem with one of the toilets in the Administration offices, 'shouldn't take long' he thought.

Parking his van in a parking space in the loading dock at the back of the building he grabbed his tool bag and walked into the reception area. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, I'm Richie Johnson from JohnCo Plumbing, I'm here to check out the washroom in the Admin offices, I have to speak to Miss Greenburg."

"Certainly sir, if you go down that corridor to the end, the offices are on your right. I'll let her know you've arrived."

He knocked on the door. "Enter." A voice from inside. He entered and almost dropped his tool bag. "Mimi, is it you?"

"Do I know you?"

Richie looked at the name plate on her desk, 'Miriam Greenburg Managing Director.' He was confused, if you looked closely at her, beneath the meticulously applied makeup she looked very much like Mimi, but her tailored suit was a far cry from what Mimi wore on that night, not that she wore anything for very long. He was convinced that it was her but her cool demeanour towards him cast doubts in his mind.

"What seems to be the problem?" He struggled to get the words out.

She stood up. "Come, let me explain what it is." She led him into the washroom area. "This toilet won't stop running."

Richie looked at it and saw the steady stream of water running into the bowl. "Shouldn't be a problem, I'll have it fixed in no time." He turned the control valve off and the flow stopped and then he removed the cistern lid and checked the flush mechanism, the ball arm came up too high before it made contact with the valve surface. He stripped out the ball valve and was replacing the rubber disc when he heard the office door open and a man's voice. "Mimi, has the plumber arrived yet?"

"He's working on it now, Papa."

"Good. It is not a big problem?"

"He says not."

"Good, I'll leave him to it I have some work to do in the packing room, we have to get a delivery out this morning and if I'm not there those slackers will never get it done." He knew as well as Mimi that he wasn't needed to oversee the operation and that the workers showed good natured tolerance at his presence.

Richie was wiping his hands on a rag as he walked back into her office. "All done, it's working fine now."

"Thank you for coming so promptly. How much do we owe you?"

"Our office will send you an invoice." He looked closely at her. "I'm sure that I've met you before, you didn't happen to be on a South Sea island in the past fortnight, did you?"

"I wondered if you'd remember, your past record would suggest that you would have forgotten by now." There was no malice in her voice.

"How could I forget you? I demanded to see you again but I was told that you had left the island."

"That was true, I had left the island."

"But, didn't you enjoy our time together? I did."

"Obviously. Yes I did, but the plan was always for me to be there for one night only in keeping with your fantasy."

"And that was the reason that I stayed for one night only, when I was told that I couldn't see you again I spat the dummy and got out of there as soon as I could."

"I hope you weren't angry with Michael and Beth, after all they were only doing as you yourself had requested."

Richie thought for a while. "I know that, but I sort of hoped that they might be a little flexible when I ask for you again, you were everything I was looking for, I didn't need anyone else."

"If you stop and think about it maybe you can see a point to all of this. When you do, call me." She handed him a business card with her work and cell numbers. 

Richie picked up his gear and left, deep in thought.

Cindy and Martin walked into her office, she sat behind her desk and he sat in a chair in the reception area. Troy, her boss walked past her into his office without acknowledging her presence. "Cindy will you come here." He yelled from his desk. She got up, smiled at Martin and went into his office. "Who the fuck is that?"

"His name is Martin Rogers and he says that he wants to speak to you about something."

"What about?"

"He didn't say, just that it was between you and him."

"Do I know him?" His mind was racing, was he a friend of the temp he'd hired while Cindy was gallivanting around on her vacation, was he the boyfriend or husband of someone that he'd screwed, He had no idea. "You'd better send him in."

Cindy went out to her desk. "He'll see you now sir." She smiled at Martin and he winked at her, he was going to enjoy this.

"Sit down." Troy ordered. "Now what is this all about?"

"Mister Masterson, Troy, I'm from head office and I'm not here on a pleasure trip. It would appear that you've been a naughty boy."

"What do you mean?" Troy was trying to think of a reason for head office to take an interest in him, there were several and this bothered him. Was it the money that he'd been taking from the accounts, was it the under counter discounts he'd been giving his friends, was it the use of Cindy that he'd allowed, encouraged, at his private business functions.

"We have been made aware of several different infractions; some of them would result, if we so choose, in criminal prosecution, some of them you may claim were genuine business decisions necessary to maintain business growth, none of them fit within our company charter. Now we can look at this in two ways, the first is that you can admit to these indiscretions and we'll look at ways of dealing with this at a company level and the second is that we turn our information over to the police for them to prosecute. It's up to you."

"Do I have a choice?"

"The short answer is; no."

"You tell me what you have and I'll try to explain the situation."

"Our accountants have noticed several discrepancies in your branch accounts, I admit that what we've seen doesn't amount to much but then we haven't had a close look, yet. Things like money disappearing from accounts only to turn up a month or two later. This would suggest that you are giving yourself short term loans to cover some debts that your salary couldn't at the time. I would guess that you have a gambling problem and need to cover losses, if that is the case I think that you need to take stock of your situation and seek help."

Troy sat there for several seconds and mumbled an excuse.

"I take it that you admit to these borrowings?"

"Yes."

"Good, now the next item. I realise that from time to time you have to offer a sweetener to retain clients. My problem is that you only offer sweeteners to regular clients who don't need the inducement, and who just happen to be friends of yours. Now it's not a quantum leap in credibility to think that maybe you are getting kick-backs from these friends. It may not be financial, it could be contra deals, payment in kind, something of that nature. Am I close to the mark here?"

"Yes."

"That practice could be looked on as fraud, I'll leave that up to our legal people. Now the final issue, and this one displeases me more than any other. Your receptionist, Cindy, now she's a very attractive young lady, agreed?"

"Yes." Troy had a good idea where this was heading and he was quite frankly scared.

"Now her conditions of employment are set out in her employment contract, agreed?"

"Yes."

"I have read this contract thoroughly, and I have had our legal department go through it with a fine tooth comb and I have failed to find anywhere in that contract any mention of her duties including giving you a blow job when you feel like it!" The last sentence came at a volume and tone that caused Troy to jump, everything up to that point had been spoken in a low and controlled voice.

"And, and I cannot find anywhere in this contract any mention of her being required to provide sexual services to your friends and business acquaintances." He tossed a copy of Cindy's employment contract onto the desk in front of Troy. "Can you show me where it says that?"

Troy didn't even look at it. "No."

"What would we suggest that we do about this?"

"I don't know. I guess the decision is up to you."

"Thank you." Martin got up and went to the door. "Cindy, would you come here please?" Cindy walked into the office. "Sit down please. Now Cindy, I have spoken to Troy here about the issues that have been identified in the report that we received and we have come to the time where a decision is necessary. We have three choices as I see it. The first is we can turn the matter over to the police and let them deal with it. The second is that we can fire him, it will be a summary dismissal which means that he will get no retirement benefits. The third is that he can tender his resignation and leave with his entitlements. Which choice would you suggest we make?"

"The third. He will have time to reflect on his behaviour while he looks for another job and that may take some time given that what few qualifications he has are 'in house' and not much use out there in the real world. I think that will be punishment enough."

"You're too soft, I would have gone with the first choice, but I'll go along with your choice. You heard the lady Troy, Cindy will type up your letter of resignation and you can sign it before you pack up your things and leave. The company will accept it and that will be the end of it, don't bother calling us for a reference because we will have to be honest in our appraisal of you and I don't think that you want that, do you?"

"No sir."

"I'll leave you to it. Don't get up, I can see myself out." Martin got up and left the office. Troy was just about to take out his anger on Cindy but her expression cut him off before he could utter a word. He sat down and scribbled out his resignation and threw it to her to type up. Within half an hour he had cleared his desk and left the building. 

Ten minutes after that Cindy stepped into the coffee shop across from her work. Martin had her coffee waiting for her. "You were brilliant!" She exclaimed as she kissed him and sat down. "And that bit about not contacting the company for a reference, he'll never know that you have nothing to do with the company."




Fantasy Island Getaway Prologue



Joseph and Rachel had arranged a dinner for their daughters and their families as soon as they returned. It was a noisy affair until the main course had been finished. Joseph tapped his fork against his glass to get their attention. "The reason that we invited you all here this evening is that we, Rachel and I, have an announcement." The girls and their husbands looked at him. "You know that we are not getting any younger and we have reached that age when we are expected to buy a condo in Boca and move down there to play shuffle board with the old people. We are not going to do that."

"What are you going to do?" Rebekkah, the eldest asked. "Are you going to stay here?"

"No. We are going to sell this house and move to an island in the South Pacific, your mother and I are going to live the rest of our lives in paradise. And when I say live, I mean really live. We are going to take up painting and snorkelling on the reef and lazing around in the sun working on our tans. We think that we have earned this, we have raised two beautiful daughters who have married nice young men who are well respected in the business world, in short we have completed our task as parents and we can now relax and enjoy the rest of our lives."

"But Mumma, we won't have you here to support us." Rebekkah spoke for her sister as well as herself.

"You don't need us, we have raised you to take care of yourselves." Rachel said in a quiet and gentle voice. "You have to realise that we won't be here for you forever and you're just going to have to face that. What we can say to you is that, if the situation is such that you desperately need our help, we will give you a contact telephone number and we can be here in two or three days, that's only a day or two longer than if we were living in Boca. We'll still be there if you need us, just a little further away.

Rachel and Rebekkah were in the kitchen making coffee for all. "Mumma, what happened? Poppa goes on this holiday without you and then you disappear and now both of you are going to go and live in the South Pacific somewhere. What is happening to you?"

"Your father entered this competition to win a fantasy holiday and won. He was one of several winners who were all going to have their sexual fantasies realised and do you know what his was?"

"No."

"His fantasy was to make love to a young woman just like I was when we were newly married."

"What?"

"I knew about this before he left, you see a representative of the company who were promoting this came to me before he left and we had a long discussion. I came to realise that I had pushed him away because I wanted to be a good mother for you and Mary. What I didn't realise was that I could have been both a good wife for him and a good mother. It was arranged that I should follow him to this island and after he had realised his fantasy with Naomi they had a long discussion about what he wanted most out of life and do you know what he wanted? He wanted to be with me, to love me, to hold me and to be comforted by me, and to comfort me. The sex was down his list of priorities but after we had talked things over and we had made love to each other that was elevated to somewhere near the top of the list. Rebekkah, I have never been as happy in my life as I am now. Can you see that?"

"Yes Mumma I can. Since you got home you've been a different person, and when I look at it, a better person. Go to this island and you and Poppa have a good life together."

For Janice and Peter it was simpler, he resigned his job, the house was put on the market and they packed up and moved. Within a week they had bought a villa on the main island, Peter had leased an office and was looking after the Fantasy Island Getaway's books. Janice found a job with the agency that catered for cruise ships calling into the port on their cruises of tropical islands so life was looking good. They both had work they enjoyed, they had a comfortable house and they loved the tropical lifestyle. As they relaxed into this life their sex life improved to the point that Janice looked forward to going to bed with Peter and, because he was no longer under pressure in his life his cock got bigger and harder.

Three days after he had fixed Mimi's plumbing Richie rang her. "Mimi, I have been thinking about what you said to me the other day. I want to get together with you and discuss this. Would you have dinner with me tonight?"

"Yes, but I have a couple of conditions."

"What are they?" She was placing conditions on his seeing her, what was going on here?

"The first is that I have to be home by ten o'clock and no later and the second is that I will not be having sex with you tonight. Do you accept my conditions?"

"Yes. I have to see you." It's not that I'm desperate he told himself.

"Good. Pick me up from work at five thirty."

Richie was waiting in the reception area when Mimi walked down the corridor from her office. He held out his hand and she took it before leaning forward and kissing him lightly on the cheek. He led her from the building and hailed a cab. They sat close to each other during the short ride to the restaurant. "I didn't know whether you only ate kosher food or not so I booked this one to be sure."

"This will be fine, thank you."

"That thing that you said to me the last time we spoke, you know about the point to the whole Fantasy Island thing, well I've been thinking about it. You see, after I got angry and left I got home and I didn't feel like going out with the boys like I did before then. I thought that I was just feeling upset about what had happened, but when I thought about it, what they did to me, what you did to me, was exactly the same as I had been doing to girls all my life, I take them out once, I fuck them and then that's it, no more. I never stopped to think about what they were feeling after I dumped them. That was the point wasn't it, to teach me a lesson about relationships?"

"Yes. You see the point now, there is more to life than one night stands, than sex without commitment, a relationship considers the needs of both parties, not just one." 

"I can see that now and I probably realised that after I left the island but didn't know, all that I knew was that my life before this had no real purpose. I have a question of you?"

"Oh yes?"

"Where do you fit into all of this?"

Mimi picked up her bag from the floor and from it she took a piece of paper which she passed to him. "If you look closely you will see it is a photocopy of a page from our high school year book. Now look at the picture on the bottom right of the page, tell me what you see?"

Richie looked closely at the picture, it was of Miriam Greenburg but it didn't look much like her. The hair was curly and unruly, she wore glasses and her nose was different. "Is this you?"

"Yes. My hair is cut shorter and styled so that it is easier to care for, I wear contacts now and my nose has had a little work done on it, but deep inside I'm still the same Miriam Greenburg that you took on a date near the end of our senior year."

"Oh."

"Yes 'oh'. I tried to call you after that date but your mother mustn't have passed the message on. I tried to speak to you at school but you ignored me. You hurt me, really hurt me."

"Look I'm sorry about that. I was young and that was how the guys did things back then, one date and that was it." 

"But you didn't change, did you?"

"No, and I realise that I've been an arsehole all these years, and I'm sorry I hurt you. How can I make it up to you?"

"Let's just enjoy tonight and we'll see how that goes before we think about the future."

The cab pulled up outside Mimi's building. "Don't come in, not tonight." Mimi kissed him.

"Listen, can I see you again?"

"Do you really want to?"

"Yes, I really do want to, see you, again, oh hell, I want to see you again so bad that it hurts."

"Next week then, pick me up from work and I'll choose the restaurant this time."

"You didn't like my choice?"

"I loved it, but next time is my treat for you." She kissed him again and watched as the cab drove off.

Richie was deep in thought as the cab drove him home. Miriam Greenburg why did that name ring a bell? He tried hard but couldn't remember her at all.

A week later Mimi led him into a French restaurant. Richie was surprised when she ordered a pork medallion as her main course. "That isn't kosher."

"No it isn't, we aren't strict in our family, my grandparents were forced to choose between pork and starvation, they chose pork."

"Mimi, look, I enjoyed the last time, and I didn't miss not having sex, in fact it was probably because there was no expectation of sex that I enjoyed it."

"I have to admit that I enjoyed it too." 

"I have to admit that I didn't remember you from school, that date we went on did we?"

"Yes we did."

"Oh." 

"Here we go with the 'oh' again. Yes we had sex and yes I remembered it because it was my first time, and yes I was hurt when you didn't want to see me again, but I moved on with my life and it's pretty good right now."

"You're not married then?"

"I'm here aren't I? If I was married I wouldn't be."

"No boyfriend then?"

"No boyfriend."

"Has there been? A boyfriend that is."

"Yes there has, but it was a long time after I left school. I had things to do and that included work in the family fashion business so I didn't have time, even if I felt like it." 

"So you've never been in love then?"

"I didn't say that I've never been in love, in fact I have, been in love that is, hopelessly in love, it's not something that you get over in a hurry."

"What about sex, going by your performance on the island you must have some experience with sex?"

"I know about sex. I have a cousin, a distant cousin, that the family don't talk about, she works for an escort service and, while the family don't talk about her that doesn't stop them from referring business clients to her from time to time. She called me over to her apartment one day and told me that my family were worried that I must somehow not be doing the right thing sex-wise because I couldn't keep a man. So she took it upon herself to teach me all that she knew about sex and that was a lot. What I learned from her was that sex is a very powerful tool, and used correctly can get you anything that you want. Now before you jump to the entirely wrong conclusion, what I learned from her wasn't what I wanted to know. I wanted to know how to make love and that was something that she was unable to teach me, and it wasn't until after I had spoken to Michael that I learned about love. That was what I did to you that night on the island, made love to you."

"But how, why? I don't understand."

"When you applied for the holiday, part of the selection process was that either Michael or Beth would talk to the people closest to the contestants to find out why they wanted the particular fantasy. In your case Michael spoke to me and it was during that interview that I realised that I still had feelings for you. They had already decided that your fantasy would not be realised by a different girl each night because you already had that, and that one person would become the centre of your attention and then be taken away from you. Create a desire and make it unattainable, which was how Michael put it. The hard part was how to teach me how to make love rather than just have sex. I went to the island a week before you got there and he took me to a village on the other side. Those girls really know about love."

"But I can't believe that after all of this time you still had feelings for me."

"Later. Let's enjoy the meal."

It was almost midnight when the cab stopped outside her building. "Won't you come in?" Mimi asked after she had kissed him.

"Are you sure you want this?"

"Very." That was all she said until they got inside. "I'm not going to ask you if you want coffee or another drink, come with me." She led him to her bedroom. "Come here." She kissed him with an unexpected passion. While she was lip-locked she began to undress him. Richie just stood there in amazement as she worked her way through his clothes until he was naked before her. He reached for her intent on doing to her what she had just done to him. "No, just get into bed and wait for me." He pulled the sheet back and slipped into the bed and watched her as she disrobed.

"Come while I show you more of how to make love." Mimi began by kissing him again and slowly worked her way down his body until he was ready for her. She straddled him and fed his hard cock into her moist pussy, what she did then was nothing like he'd experienced before in his entire one-sided sex life. His orgasm, when she allowed it to come, was the most intense that he'd ever had and from her sounds and her body, he concluded that hers was just as intense.

Richie was jolted awake. Mimi was beside him but he heard a noise coming from the kitchen. It sounded like someone was getting breakfast. "Shit."

"What's the matter?"

"There's someone out there. I gotta go."

"No you don't gotta go. Come, get dressed, I have a surprise for you."

Fantasy Island Getaway; twelve months later.

Julie and Michael met Joseph, Rachel, Janice and Peter as the launch from the main island docked for the reunion celebrations. They were tanned and happy, much happier than that first time on the island. Life was good for them.

It was between getaways and the resort was deserted so they moved freely around, chatting to each other and comparing notes, not that there was much new to talk about, being residents on the main island the two couples were now close friends. "I wonder how Cindy got on, is she still with Martin?"

"You can ask her yourself in about an hour, Beth is coming in too."

"Have you heard from Richie? What became of him after he left here?"

"Beth spoke to him last week, he'll be here tomorrow."

Joseph looked at Julie. "Is that a work in progress I see there?" His eyes on he belly that had only just begun to show.

"Yes it is, we are going to have a baby, and before you ask, no we're not married but we are committed, totally, to each other." 

Michael moved behind her and his hands cupped her small 'baby bump'. "We don't see the need for a wedding to demonstrate our commitment for each other, we know that we love each other and I'm sure that you would have picked up on that at some time or other."

"Yeah, from day one it was obvious." Janice said. "You make the best couple and don't ever lose that, we almost did." She looked at Peter who reached over and kissed her.

Beth arrived the next day accompanied by Cindy and Martin. "Tell us all, what happened when you got home?" Joseph asked.

"It was great! I told my mother to back off and let me get on with my life without her interference and then there was my boss. Martin was great, He should have been a con-man. He had my boss convinced that he was from head office come to speak to him about certain anomalies that had occurred and by the time he'd finished my boss had resigned. I got a promotion and Martin is my new boss, life couldn't get much better than that except that," she looked at Julie, "Julie isn't the only one."

"You mean?"

"Yes. We're going to have a baby, I had to have some excuse for giving up work now that Martin is my boss. Of course there are rumours going around the company, which we haven't denied."

Dinner that night was a happy affair and it was in the early hours that they all went to bed. "That just leaves Richie." Julie said as she snuggled into Michael.

"Ah yes, Richie." He left it at that.

The launch docked at ten the next morning and three people got off and walked through the forest to the resort. Michael saw them as they emerged. "Welcome guys, you're just in time for morning tea." He led them into the dining room. The looks that they got from the others were of amazement. "Guys, I want you to meet my wife Mimi, she was the woman I was with on the first, the only night I spent here, and I want you to meet," he looked at the third person, a girl of about ten years of age holding his hand, "this is Cynthia, our daughter." Cynthia was Mimi's surprise. Michael and Beth looked at each other, it had worked, Richie didn't know it at the time but he had his fantasy.



Fantasy Island Getaway



"Very well then, Jonah is waiting for you outside to take you to your fantasy."

Janice left and Beth went to collect Cindy. "Cindy, your fantasy is a most intriguing one, you ask for a man that treats you as a person and not a sex symbol, is that right?"

"Yes it is."

"Can you explain why you want this fantasy?"

"All of my life I have been taught to be subservient to men. My mother is a whore and her life revolves around being fucked by men and her advice to me, which she gives freely and often, is that I should do what the man wants, if he wants you to fuck him, you fuck him, if he wants you to suck him off, you suck him off. What she doesn't understand is that if I make love to someone I want something from it as well. My boss is continually asking me to get under his desk and blow him, and I do it, because that's what I've been taught."

"How do you feel about that?"

"How do I feel? I'll tell you how I feel. There are times when I could cheerfully bite my boss' dick off. It's so humiliating having to get on my hands and knees to blow him."

"And you've never thought of doing something about it?"

"What can I do? He'll just deny it. He even tells me what to wear. I have to go to work dressed like a slut with my tits hanging out and my pussy almost visible because my skirts have to be so short. The whore tells me that my tits are my best feature and that I should show them off."

"Are you that ashamed of them that you want to hide them?"

"Well. No. I just don't want them to be that obvious, that's all."

"I get the picture, you want someone to treat you like a woman and you want to be that woman, not a tart. Reuben is waiting for you outside."

Cindy got up and hurried from the room. Beth went to fetch Julie. She couldn't help but notice that Julie was shy and lacked self-confidence. "Take a seat would you." Julie sat with her knees together and head bowed. "You're a very attractive young woman, has anyone ever told you that?"

Julie was stunned, no-one, not even her parents, had ever told her that she was attractive. Was this Beth person coming on to her? "No, no-one has."

"It says here on your form that you want the company of an older man, why is that?"

"I teach pre-school children at a day-care centre and the only males that I come in contact with are little boys. At the few parties that I get invited to, family parties usually, the men seem to lose interest in me when they find out what I do. My job just isn't glamorous."

"Do you like your job?"

"I adore it, I love working with kids, they are always so full of life. The sad part of my job is that I can't teach them to retain that exuberance and enthusiasm for life as they get older. The world beats it out of them. I hate seeing them two or three years on, there is no spark there. But no-one will listen to me when I speak out about this, I'm just about ready to give it all up and find some obliging man and get married."

"I wouldn't want you to do that, you have too much to offer this world. Maybe your fantasy will help you to find a solution."

"I hope so."

"Good, Simon waits without to take you to your fantasy."

Beth joined Michael in the control room. On the monitor they could see Richie and Mimi, his chosen fantasy, in bed and Richie was getting the full treatment. Mimi was an artiste when it came to sex, she loved her job and her job was to administer pleasure in full measure. Richie wasn't saying anything, just lying on the bed behaving just as he imagined a Sultan would, the girl was there for his pleasure and he was going to enjoy it.

After an hour during which he was brought perilously close to orgasm and then allowed to calm down several times until he was pleading for release, Mimi wrapped her mouth around his cock and sucked him dry. He collapsed and was asleep within minutes. As soon as she was sure that he was asleep Mimi rose and left the room. Her job was done. She had managed to leave him wanting more.

Joseph was a considerate lover, he caressed Selena until she was begging him for more and then he went down on her. He brought her to orgasm before he entered her, his cock moving slowly in and out of her body. What he may have lacked in power he made up for with his finesse. With a grunt he finished and, reaching over to the bedside cabinet he took a wad of tissues and passed them to her. She went into the bathroom to clean up before returning to the bed and snuggling up to him. He put his arm around her shoulder and she went to sleep with her head on his shoulder.

"We're going to have to watch Selena or she's going to fall in love with our Joseph." Michael said as he turned his attention to Janice. She was having a hard time accommodating Tom's monster shaft. He had only just managed to push its head into her and she would not allow it to go any deeper. "No, please no, it's too big, I can't take it."

Tom withdrew and lowered his head to her pussy and began to lick her. She was soon writhing around the bed as she rapidly approached her orgasm. After she had come Tom made another attempt to get his cock into her and after much backing and filling he managed to get half of it inside her. Three minutes later she pleaded with him to take it out. It was too big for her.

Janice felt bitterly disappointed, her fantasy had turned into a nightmare, the big cock that she thought was the answer to her prayers was anything but. What was she going to do? She couldn't go home but then she was sure that she couldn't stand another nine nights of this agony.

Tom had the answer. His tongue pushed into her pussy and then caressed her clit while his finger began to work on her, first one then two until finally he had three fingers inside her and was moving her towards an orgasm. She had come three times before her relented and withdrew his tongue and fingers from her and it finally hit her, she had achieved a sexual satisfaction without a cock inside her. This might not be so bad after all. She put her arms around Tom's neck and kissed him. "Thank you for that, now I'm going to sleep. Will you still be here in the morning?"

"If you wish it to be, it will be."

"I wish it to be." He slept beside her and when she woke in the morning it was to find his tongue once more caressing her clit and his fingers in her pussy. "This is my idea of heaven."

Michael turned to Beth. "Tom did the right thing in stopping when he did and reverting to fingers and tongue to give her pleasure, with a little of this treatment she will come to realise that she can achieve pleasure without a cock and that size is important, big is not always best for some women.

Cindy and her man, Martin, had spent a pleasant evening talking about many things form world events to movies they'd seen, books they'd read and their favourite music and she found that he liked the same things that she did. The conversation was easy, the mood relaxed and there was no expectation of anything else, but that didn't mean that at some time during the evening her thoughts didn't wander to what it would be like to make love to him.

Martin made no attempt to push the subject of sex, instead leaving that entirely up to her. He felt that for him to make any move in that direction would spoil the mood that he'd worked so hard to create. "Would you like me to go so that you can get some sleep, we can continue this tomorrow."

"No, don't go. Stay with me, please."

"But Cindy, there is only one bed and I feel that it is too early in your time with us to think about moving on to the next stage, not that the thought of it doesn't have merits. You are a very interesting woman."

"Thank you. I guess you're right, I shouldn't be rushing into bed with you. Good-night, I'll see you in the morning." She kissed him and he left.

In the control room Michael was pleased with Martin and his timely withdrawal, it was definitely to early to move to the next level.

"We've got a real problem here." Beth said to Michael as they watched the strained conversation between Julie and Charles. He tried everything to steer the conversation away from little kids but, no matter what subject he chose, the conversation inevitably seemed to end up back at children. Her whole life revolved around little kids. "I think that you should have a word with her tomorrow."

"Don't you think that you should be the one to talk to her?"

'No, after all her fantasy stated the she wanted to talk to an adult male."

The next morning several problems were aired. Richie complained that when he woke up he found himself alone in his bed, Mimi wasn't there. "But that is what you requested wasn't it?" Michael asked him. Your fantasy was to live the life of a Sultan and have a different woman each day, this is a new day, so a new woman."

"But I really liked Mimi and she fills my fantasy needs, so I would like her again tonight."

"But that is not what you asked for and other arrangements have been made for this evening."

"I don't like it, I want Mimi tonight."

"I'm afraid that we are unable to oblige with Mimi this evening, she has gone to the main island for a few days."

Richie wasn't happy with this outcome so he sulked for the rest of breakfast.

"I need to complain about Tom."

"Is he not big enough? We can always find someone bigger."

"No, in fact he's too big, I just can't stand the pain of him trying to push his monster cock into my pussy."

"But isn't that what you wanted?"

"I wanted a big cock, not one as big as his."

"So I gather that you didn't enjoy the sexual experience with him?"

"Oh no, in fact after he stopped trying to jam it into me and changed to using his tongue and fingers it was the most amazing sex I've ever had."

"Do want me to see if I can find someone with a smaller cock?"

Janice thought about this for a while. "No, I don't think I do. I think that I'll stick with Tom as long as he's as good tonight as he was last night."

"I'm sure that he will be." Turning to Joseph. "Do you have any complaints?"

"No I do not. The young lady you have chosen for me couldn't have been any better. I am well satisfied."

"The same goes for me." Cindy said. "I don't even mind that Martin and I didn't have sex, he's the first man that I've met that hasn't treated me as a sex object. I couldn't be happier."

"That leaves Julie. You had a few problems with separating your real life from your fantasy and because of that you weren't comfortable. After breakfast I would like you to come with me, we'll have a chat."

"Very well." She lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Where are we going?" Julie asked Michael as they left the complex buildings behind them and walked into the dense undergrowth.

"To the other side of the island, I want to show you something." As they walked he pointed out the various flowers that bloomed beside the path and he picked up a coconut that had fallen from the palm and, taking the machete that he carried he deftly cut the top off it and handed it to Julie to drink, the cool liquid quenched her thirst that had built up, even though they walked in the dappled shade of the tall trees it was warm and very humid. Her perspiration had soaked the thin dress that she wore and it clung to her body highlighting her figure, something that Michael was having a hard time ignoring.

They arrived at clearing that was surrounded by huts and they walked through them until they arrived at a lagoon where there were dozens of girls frolicking naked in the clear blue water. The youngest would have been no more than two years old while the oldest were in their early teens. They stopped their play and ran to Michael and hugged him. "Girls, this is Julie and she works with young children. Why don't you show her one of your dances."

The girls lined up on the soft sand and, to the sound of the older girls' singing and clapping they began to move in unison, swaying from side to side and moving their hands in slow languid movements.

"This is beautiful." Julie said.

"They're telling a story. That's how the history of the tribe is taught, through the song and the dance."

When the dance had finished Samina, one of the older girls, ran up to Julie and grabbed her hand. "Come join us, we will teach you."

"I couldn't, I don't know how to."

"It is easy, you just need to follow us."

Julie looked at Michael, pleading with him to intervene. He smiled at her. "Do it, it will be fun. And by the way you're going to have to take your clothes off."

"Now I really won't do it."

"Please Miss Julie, you are beautiful and you have to be unclothed to understand the story, this way you hide nothing."

She thought about it for a while. "All right I'll do it on one condition." She looked at Michael. "You mustn't look."

"Why not?" Samina asked, "He has seen us dancing lots of times, are you ashamed to let him see you without clothes? There is no shame in seeing each other without clothes." 

"All right then, he has to take his clothes off as well." She had hoped that he would refuse, giving her an out.

Michael stripped off his shirt and shorts and held them in front of his body, he didn't want Julie to see that he was aroused. Julie slipped out of her dress and undid her bra. She stopped before she had slipped her panties off. "These don't come off until you drop those." She pointed to the bundle of clothes he held in front of him.

Michael dropped them and the girls giggled at the sight of his erection. "He likes you Miss Julie." Samina chuckled.

Julie slipped her panties off and joined the girls. Samina showed her a few basic movements and they began slowly to sway to the beat of the clapping. Julie quickly picked up the movements and was soon able to dance in time with the girls. Michael sat enthralled as the story about a chieftain from a neighbouring island had come to this place in search of a girl hat he could make his wife. The chosen girl was in love with a young man and he didn't want her to go, so when the war canoes of the chieftain left he chased them but could not rescue her. Some time later she escaped from the chieftain and stole a canoe in the night and paddled home and into the arms of her lover.

When the dance ended they all ran laughing and splashing into the cool water of the lagoon. "Come on!" They yelled to Michael. He ran and dived into the water, when he surfaced he had to tread water, he didn't want the girls to see his erection. Samina ducked under the water and swam effortlessly under him and came up behind him. "He still likes you Miss Julie." 

Julie swam to Michael and looked at him. "So I see." She reached out and took hold of his cock. "You knew that this was going to happen, didn't you?"

"Whatever do you mean?"

"You knew that the girls would drag me into their dance and that I'd have to shake off my inhibitions and strip off and join them. You must be watching what happens to each of us and must have known that I was uncomfortable in the situation that I found myself in last night. What happens now, do you think that I've loosened up enough to be comfortable with that man?"

Michael said nothing.

Julie put her arms around his neck and pulled herself into his body, manoeuvring herself so that she straddled his cock. "Maybe this is what you want, maybe you want me for yourself." She was surprised that she had become so emboldened by the uninhibited way that the girls danced, totally free from self-consciousness, that she could do this to him. Up until a couple of minutes ago she would never have contemplated doing anything like this, but, damn it felt good. She kissed him and he returned the kiss.

"I think that we should be getting back, don't you?"

"Can't we stay a little longer, the girls want us to stay for lunch."

"Another time. I tell you what, they are probably having a feast on Friday night, would you like to come with me?"

"Yes, that sounds good." They walked hand in hand back to the compound, only letting go just before they emerged from the jungle. "Will I see you later?"

"I think we should keep this to ourselves for the time being, don't you?"

"I suppose so."

After lunch Beth took Michael to the control room. "Before I start on the problems that have surfaced, I want to know what happened this morning between you and Julie."

"Nothing. I just took her to the other side of the island to watch the girls dance, I thought it might help to loosen her up a bit."

"Did she join in?"

"Yes."

"Did she strip?"

"Yes." 

"Did you?"

"Yes, if you must know."

"And nothing happened. I can see by the way that she's looking at you that she thinks something has happened. My next question is, are you going to let this escalate?"

"I don't know. She's a very nice young woman and yes, I could be attracted to her. But I can't let any attraction get in the way of our job here. Now, you mentioned something about problems."

"Nice segue. Richie is creating a fuss because we won't allow him to see Mimi again. When are we going to tell him that it's part of the treatment?"

"Soon, give it two more days. Next."

"Janice can hardly walk, she's that sore that she has asked that she be allowed to rest tonight."

"No, this is also part of her treatment, I'm sure that Tom knows exactly what is required of him."

"Joseph and Selena are getting along like a house on fire, you don't think that this is getting out of hand?"

"No. Tonight Selena will ever so subtly swing the conversation around to him and his wife, at least that's the plan."

"Cindy is really happy just talking and no sex, when is the sex going to happen?"

"Martin is leaving that entirely up to her. He thinks it will take three, maybe four nights before she asks for it." 

Richie was not a happy person that night. There was nothing that he could say against the girls he had to chose from, just that they weren't Mimi. He was eventually persuaded to chose one but she lasted for all of ten minutes before he sent her packing. He spent the rest of the night alone and angry.

Joseph and Selena were deep in conversation. "Was your wife, Rachel, when you were first married, was she a good lover?"

"She was the best. I never had such loving let me tell you, she could make me feel as if I were the only man in the world and that she had been chosen to be my lover. She was loving and creative with her loving, she would do things to me that I hadn't even heard about, and it was so perfect."

"What happened to all of that loving?"

"I don't know. After the children were born she spent much of her time being the perfect mother for them that I suppose that she forgot how to be a wife."

"So I suppose that you resented the pull the children had on her?"

"As you say, I was sad that she was no longer just for me so I began to find excuses for not going to bed at the same time as she did, just so I wouldn't be forever reminded of what my life once was."

"Have you ever been unfaithful to her?"

"Not until last night. I've thought about it so much over the last few years but I lack the chutzpah to go ahead with it. Last night was everything that I had dreamt about, it was perfect."

"But it wasn't with Rachel. I can remember thinking to myself while you were making love to me, apart from the fact that you are a very good lover, that somehow your mind wasn't one hundred percent on the job at hand, and that you had other thoughts on your mind."

"You my dear, are a very perceptive young lady. Yes, I have to admit that my thoughts were on Rachel and about how I hade betrayed my vows to her. I think that I might have to cut short my fantasy and return home."

"There are no refunds, you know that, don't you?"

"Whatever, I must speak with Michael in the morning, in the meantime, would you be very much offended if I just go to sleep?"

"No, I won't be offended, in fact I think that's the best thing for you. Would you like me to stay if I promise not to seduce you?"




Fantasy Island Getaway



"I would like that very much. I could pretend that you're my daughter and I'm not into incest." They snuggled together and were soon fast asleep.

Janice and Tom were in bed and Tom had resumed where he'd left off the night before, his tongue was working on her clit while he had one finger inside her pussy and was moving it gently around inside her. It took only ten minutes of this treatment before she came. "Tom, that was the most amazing orgasm that I've ever had and your cock has been nowhere near it. If I can get my mouth around it, would you like me to suck your cock?"

"That won't be necessary, but if you want I certainly won't stop you." He had only just managed to get the words out before she had stretched her jaws wide and engulfed him. She worked on his cock for several minutes before he warned her that he was about to come, She looked at him and winked just as he unloaded into her mouth. After she'd swallowed his cum she smiled at him. "I hope that I haven't dislocated my jaw, I could only just fit it in."

Sometime during the night Janice came to an earth-shattering conclusion. This was a set up to show her that, while size can be an important consideration, oversize was worse than undersize, it is easier to tighten muscles than to stretch them, and certainly less painful.

"When she woke in the morning Tom was just stirring. "I have to thank you and Michael and Beth for teaching me a very important lesson. I think that I might be leaving here today.

Cindy and Martin were deep in conversation and hadn't got close to running out of topics of conversation. She felt so comfortable with him that she had begged him to stay the night. He agreed as long as she agreed that they would not have sex. "You're not gay are you?" She asked when he had put his conditions to her.

"Good heavens no." I just think that you need a little bit more you time, don't even think about doing something for me, this is about you. We need to satisfy you before we move on to the next phase. Be patient, it won't be much longer."

Julie wasn't happy either. She sent her partner away because he didn't live up to Michael in so many ways, but she didn't want to offend him so she pleaded that her menstrual cycle was intruding its ugly head into proceedings. Appeased he left. "If your watching Michael, I need you."

"What are you going to do now?" Beth asked him.

"I could go and talk to her and convince her that anything between us would be inappropriate."

"What if I go and have a chat?"

"If you wish."

Beth tapped on Julie's door and when it was opened it was obvious that she had been expecting Michael. She quickly covered herself and stepped back to allow Beth to enter. "Where's Michael?"

"I came instead, we need to talk."

"What about?"

"You and Michael. I know something happened between you two today but he won't tell me anything. What did you do?"

"We went to see some native girls dance on the beach, it was beautiful. And then they invited me to join them, and I was happy to until I found out that I would have to be naked. To try to worm out of it I said that I would if Michael did as well. I was surprised when he agreed. After the dance finished we all went into the water and, you won't believe that shy little me would do this, but I kissed him and straddled his cock, we were in deep water so no-one could see us. It was nice."

"Have you planned anything together?"

"He's taking me to a feast on Friday night. Tell me, do you think I should go, or not?"

"That's between you and Michael, I have no say in his life."

"Don't you have any rules to cover situations like this?"

"We make the rules to suit the individuals, so I guess that we can change the rules if the situation changes."

"So it's okay with you if I go to the feast with him?"

"Of course it is. You enjoy yourself."

"I heard all." Michael said as Beth returned to the control room.

"Yes, it's now very much in your court. I would suggest that you be very sure of what you want before you go any further."

The third day brought some changes to the schedule of events. Richie sought Michael out to complain about not being able to see Mimi again. "Why can't I see her?"

"Before you came here we did some research into your background. How many women would you say that you've fucked during your career as a stud?"

"What's it to you and what does it have to do with my fantasy?"

"Everything. Now of those hundreds and hundreds of women that you've fucked, how many did you go back to for a repeat encounter?"

"None, why?"

"You've never once wanted to fuck one of them more than the one night?"

"No."

"How many of them have tried to contact you to do it again?"

"Lot's of them. What has this got to do with my fantasy?"

"Have you ever stopped to think that you aren't satisfied with any one woman because you've never been with them long enough to get to know them, to really know them?"

"No." Richie thought for several minutes while Michael just sat there watching him. He saw a change in Richie's expression as the light dawned. "So you let me fuck Mimi on the first night and then you took her away from me to teach me a lesson, is that it?"

"That's very much it. You are now feeling exactly the same as the girls that you've fucked and discarded. You want Mimi and can't have her just as some of the women that you'd used and discarded, wanted you for the short time that it took to sink in that you're a selfish bastard and not worth wasting their time on."

"If I stay will you arrange for Mimi to come back to me?"

"No."

"Then I'll be leaving as soon as possible."

"Very well, I'll let Ruth know that you're leaving us and she can pack your things. It will be a little while before the boat can get here and there may be some wait for the plane. Good day to you." He left to find Ruth.

Janice and Joseph both came to Michael to ask him how soon they could leave, they were both told that it would be the next day before transport would be available.

Cindy had no intention of leaving, she and Martin were exploring new areas of each other's lives and had found that they had similar interests.

Julie ran after Michael as he left the building after lunch. "Michael, could I ask you to take me for another walk in the jungle?"

"Of course. What do you want to talk about?"

"Us. I want to talk about us."

"What about us?"

"Michael, if I was to ask you to allow me to stay here when the others leave, would you let me?"

"That depends on your reasons."

"One thing that I want to do is to study the girls and their dancing, I found it fascinating, and very enlightening." She gave him a look that told him that it wasn't only the girls that she had found enlightening. "And then there are my feelings for you. Please, let me talk to you before you interrupt. I haven't had a lot of success in my relationships with men, in fact I've had no success at all, and I think that I now know why that is. Yesterday when we went for that walk to the beach I found that I didn't feel scared of you and that I wanted to get to know you more, much more."

"Was it just because I was interested in you, or was there some other reason?"

"Yes and yes. You were interested in me as a person, you already knew what I did for a job and that hadn't put you off, so I figured I was in there with a chance. And then there was the way that you were with the girls. It was obvious that you and they had been in that situation many times before yet you didn't want to take your clothes off in front of me, and that got me thinking that you had feelings for me that you wanted to hide from me and the girls, and this was confirmed by your erection. Samina told me that you never got one when it was just you and them. I want to make love to you, just as I'm sure that you want to make love to me. The only thing that bothers me is, what is your relationship with Beth?"

"She's my sister."

"I'm relieved. Here I was thinking that I would never be able to have you because she was something other than your sister."

"Like a wife?"

"Yes." She stopped walking and moved in front of him. "Michael, will you kiss me?" It was a long and passionate kiss and before it was over she could feel him stirring down there. "Come to me tonight, please?"

"I'll see what I can do. I can't promise anything, we have a few situations that need my attention, but if we resolve them early enough I'll try to come to you."

Joseph entered his cabin to find not Selena but Rachel waiting for him. "Rachel, is this you? What, how did you get here?"

"Joseph, the day before you left on this vacation I had a visit from a very nice young woman called Beth. She asked me lots of questions about you and our relationship and from this I came to realise that I'd not been nice to you for years, putting the children before you even when they didn't want or ask me to. Joseph will you forgive me?"

"Rachel, my Rachel, it is I who should be begging for forgiveness. I let my feelings of rejection make me angry and take out my anger on you. If you had come to me before these past few days I would have spurned you."

"But now, will you push me away?"

"Come to me Rachel, come with me to our marriage bed and allow me to make love to you like I did when we were first wed." It turned out to be the best night for both of them, a new love was born.

Janice too had a surprise waiting for her, in the form of her husband, Peter. "What are you doing here?"

"I decided that I needed a vacation, so here I am."

"But how did you find me?"

"I had a visit from Michael a couple of days before you left, and we had a very long and interesting discussion that revolved around how I had put my work first and neglected you, and how that had affected my performance in bed. He told me what you were coming here for and why. I had to make a decision about whether I wanted to stay married to you or let you go. I am here because I want to be with you, if you'll let me that is."

"I'll have to think about it. Come, sit down and let's discuss it. I have several suggestions that have come from my time here that I want to put to you. What do you think of oral sex?" The discussion went long into the night followed by some experimenting, successful experimenting.

Cindy and Martin had been talking for some time. "Martin, let me ask you one thing."

"Yes, what is it?"

"Do you find me attractive?"

"Yes, very much. You are a very attractive woman." His emphasis was on 'woman'.

"Then why have you not wanted to fuck me?"

"Cindy, I'll never want to fuck you. I do however want to make love to you."

"What's the difference?"

"Fucking you treats you as a sex object while making love to you respects you as a woman. You are a woman, never forget that. Now, do you want me to make love to you?"

"Before I answer that, what happens when I leave here, are you able to come with me?"

"I'm employed here on a contract basis to do a job, what I do after my contract ends is my business. Out of respect for them I'll have to discuss it with Michael and Beth, but I'd love to be able to go with you."

Beth looked at Michael. He'd been staring at the monitor that covered Julie's room. "Look, will you go to her and put me out of my misery, you've been hanging around like a bad smell all evening and you're not needed here any more, so just go. Put her out of her misery as well."

He tapped on her door and when she opened it and saw him standing there a huge smile broke out on her face. "Does this mean?"

"Yes." He held out his arms to her and she came into them and raised her face to his. As he kissed her he pushed the door closed with his foot and walking with her to the corner of the room he reached behind a picture and disconnected the CCTV camera. 

"I wondered how you kept track of us, I didn't even see it there and I searched the room, I thought thoroughly."

"How would you like to stay here with me and Beth and help us run this business?"

"Would I be asked to . . . " The question was not finished.

"No you will not be asked to participate in the program. I want you here because I want you, I have come to realise that. Before you came here I did some research into you and found out quite a bit about you, your workmates think highly of you by the way, and the more that I found out the more I wanted to find out. You are an amazing young woman who does a great job but it was your personal life, or lack of it, that was draining away any self respect you might have had. I could not see that happening to you. The first night you were so uncomfortable because of it that I just had to do something. That was why I took you to the other side of the island, to try to improve your self confidence. I must admit to having some doubts, it could have back-fired badly, thankfully it didn't."

"One thing, when we get married, can Samina be my bridesmaid?"

"I haven't asked you if you'll marry me yet."

"But you were going to, weren't you?"

He lifted her dress over her head revealing her naked body and kissed her nipples while his hand reached between her legs that were conveniently apart. "What do you think?"

Julie reached for his cock. "I think yes, and I say yes."