“Over here. This way. I think I see a pool.”
Sure enough, they had walked far from the retreat area but had managed to find one of the natural pools dotting the landscape.
Maria let go of his hand and started undressing.
“What are you doing?”
“What does it look like I’m doing? We’re going skinny dipping.”
“But this pool is unmarked. We don’t know if it’s safe.”
She kicked off her sandals and slipped her foot into the water. “It’s perfect.” Her clothes landed in a pile in a hurry, then she waded in, submerging up to her neck. “You coming?”
He stared at her, a look of shock on his face. “You continue to surprise me.”
“Good. Now get in here.”
Zepharos quickly undressed, his cock dangling thick and long in the warm night air. Unlike previously, she openly watched him as he waded into the water, and he stared back, quite un-shy as she rose to greet him.
“Better, see?”
“Itisquite nice. A little soak will?—”
Maria pounced, pulling him off his feet and into the pool with a splash. He surfaced with a sputtering laugh. “Really?”
“What?” she replied innocently then slid under the surface. She rose a moment later, swallowing a mouthful of the mineral-laden water. “Hey, you’ve got to try this. It tastesamazing.”
“I don’t think you’re supposed to drink it.”
“Oh, just try it. Live a little, Zeph.”
“Believe me, I’ve lived a lot more than a little.”
“Then try it. What’s the matter, you afraid?”
“I’m not afraid. And peer pressure doesn’t work on me.”
Maria moved to shallower water and stood up, her breasts rising above the surface, her nipples taut and at attention. She saw his eyes flick down in spite of himself. Some things were simply instinct, and he just couldn’t help himself.
“Fine,” he said, submerging a moment and reappearing with a splash, drinking deep. “There, are you happy?”
“I don’t know. Am I? How do you feel?”
He hesitated a moment, taking in the sensations running through his body. “Actually, I feel something. What is this? My pigments, they feel like they’re buzzing in my skin.”
“I know, right? It’s so cool! Must be that mineral stuff they were talking about, how it revitalizes the ink.”
“Pigment. And perhaps you are right,” he said, taking another drink, his head cocked slightly as he mulled over the novel sensations.
Maria did the same, drinking once more. Even with her runes improperly finished she could still feel the reaction,though undoubtedly greatly muted compared to what Zepharos was experiencing. She swam close to him, pressing her breasts against his broad chest. She felt his cock stir beneath the water as she looked up at him with an expectant gaze.
But Zepharos held firm. All the signs were there. Hell, it was a giant green light sayingKiss me you fool!But he was still the gentleman. She was under his care, and he would not take advantage of that power imbalance.
Maria wrapped her arms around his neck and slid up his body, her lips planting a firm kiss on his wet mouth. She felt him harden at once, his pulse thundering in an instant as his tongue darted out to meet hers. But he stopped himself, pulling her away and wading to the shore. She watched him climb out, his magnificent cock standing at attention, even more impressive when it was engorged.
“You shouldn’t do that,” he said, pulling his clothes on. “Come on, we should get back.”
Reluctantly, she followed suit, wringing out her hair and slipping back into her clothing.
