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She’s got this mane of long blonde hair that I instinctively want to pull.
I feel my dick twitch under the water.
Wait…what?
How on earth am I getting turned on right now? This is not right.
Sure, she has these brown doe eyes that I notice immediately.
I have to remind myself she’s just another technology addicted vacation babe. Like all the hundreds of vacation babes I’ve met coming through this town.
Look, I’ve had to train myself not to have feelings for them. After all, some of them aren’t so bad. But this is just the type of town where everyone comes through searching for something. And after a few days, or a week, or even a month after their little retreat is up, they inevitably leave, and head back home. So there’s no need to get attached to them.
So yes, I’m a man and experiencing normal feelings of attraction toward a gorgeous woman, who happens to be my former employee.
It means nothing.
Also, I’m going to have to check on her performance.
She lifts herself out of the pool and, if I wasn’t creeping before, now I’m full on staring.
She’s got a hell of a curvy ass to go with those tits. Precisely the type of body that is my kryptonite. Her blue bikini bottoms do not leave one hell of a lot to the imagination.
Down boy.
“You look great in blue, Amelia. How about I call you Indy instead?” I joke.
She shakes her head, and it’s clear my attempt at lifting the mood has failed.
“I’m getting out of here.” She grabs a white towel from the towel stack. “You know, doesn’t it feel empty sometimes?”
“How, empty? What do you mean?”
“Being a CEO and having no one to share it with. What are billions if you don’t have someone by your side to make memories? My dad taught me that. Maybe you should think about how you’re acting with people you don’t know and stop being such a douche.”
I lift myself out of the pool.
“Enjoy your stay, Indy,” I call.
“This iphone is worthless now.” She sighs and throws her phone on the chair. “You’re such an asshole.”
Hate to see her go, but damn is she sexy walking away.
I peer across the pool and see the bartender at the tiki bar watching me.
“What are you looking at, Matt?”
“Nothing, Boss.” He grabs a rag and starts to whistle and wipe down the already clean bar like he didn’t see a thing.
I grab the phone myself.
Maybe I can work some magic on it. I really need to do something about this temper of mine.
* * *
Later in the afternoon,I head out to the beach to catch some waves with my friend, Yoshimi, to clear my head.
Yoshimi was a childhood friend of my mom’s before my mom passed away--when I was a kid.
