Groovin' 'n Waikiki (5 page)

“
It not matter, dance is dance. You be fine. Kino is one of best and he help you.”

She nodded, and Kino and she took a place along the wall. After she put the toe shoes on, she warmed up on the ballet barre. There were about eight of them, including one other man. At first, they all danced at the same time, but then they went individually. She went early, and though she stumbled and almost fell, they applauded her.

Keko came up to her and bowed. “You are graceful, like a gazelle. It hard to believe you no dance ballet for so long.”

“
Thank you.”

The rest of the class varied in proficiency. Some good, some not so good, but the one that was extraordinary was the last one—Kino. The cat-like grace, the leaps, the raw power, he surely was a dancer that deserved to be on stage. For the class finale, Kino and she danced as a pair. Not able to see it, she intuitively knew it was breathtaking. Apparently, the classmates agreed, because they clapped heartily and congratulated them as they left.

Afterward, Kino, Keko and her talked until the next group—modern dance—trickled in. Here again, Kino excelled, though not at the high level he had in ballet.

After the class finished, Kino embraced her. “I really enjoyed this. You are an amazing talent. Let me take a quick shower and I’ll buy you lunch. Oh, I’m sorry. Did you want to take a shower? You can go first if you do.”

How about at the same time?
“No, you go ahead. I’ll wait for you.”

After he’d been gone about ninety seconds, she slipped into the locker room. She heard water running and headed toward the sound. She peeked around the corner. The shower was an open tile shower stall with six heads He stood under the second from the right. What a sight he was—strong, muscular legs supporting taut, dimpled buns. His thin waist V’ed out to broad shoulders. His skin tone was a warm raw sienna in a gradient not much lighter than her own. She licked her lips when she saw his luscious cock. It wasn’t hard but it was big, as if it were. Hurriedly, she stripped and casually walked into the shower. “I hope it’s all right. I changed my mind.” She squished her nose as she pretended to smell her armpits. “I smell a little ripe.”

He didn’t say a word, scanning her body for the longest time.

She smiled through squinting, knowing eyes
.
“I don’t suppose I can borrow the soap?”

“
You are beautiful.”

“
Yeah, well, I’m digging what I’m seeing, too, Kino. The soap?”

He looked at his hand that held the bar of soap. “Oof. Sorry.” He threw the soap and she caught it.

“
Thanks, this water is kind of cold. Is yours?”

“
No, let me feel yours.” He came over and she nearly jumped in the air as his beautiful cock brushed her thigh while running a hand under the water. “It is cold. Ahh, this knob was turned down. How’s that?”

“
Much better, but I’m still cold. Do you
think you could join me under the water and hold me?”

He stepped into the stream of water and embraced her, wrapping his muscular arms around her. He kissed her ear just under her curly ringlets. She gasped as she felt his hard weapon jabbing her in the back. She turned and kissed him back passionately.

“
Ooh.” He sighed as she began stroking him, using the soap bar as a lubricant. Through repetitive groans, she whispered in his ear, “I need to make sure this is nice and clean since I plan on taking it into my mouth.”

“
Ahh, yes, baby. Make it good and clean.”

She handed the soap to him and turned so her back was toward him. He started with her shoulders and worked down. Washing the sway of her back, he spoke, “What a sexy ass you have.”

She laughed and subtly parted her feet. The continuous spray of hot water and steam highlighted the ambiance of their liaison. She had gone from cold to warm in seconds, and with Kino’s help, was getting hotter by the second. Stooping to wash her ass and legs, his fingers explored her inner thighs and the wildly sensitive area just above. She widened her stance further and reached out to the wall to steady myself. Her eyes closed to direct every ounce of concentration on the divine sensations that were emanating below—from the erotic activities of his talented digits in her nether regions. Her heart raced and her breathing came in short gasps with each sensuous thing he did to her. When his fingers parted the crack in her rump, she bent over and stuck her ass in the air like a cat in heat. The invitation seemed to be too much for the Hawaiian hunk as fingers entered her pussy and anus simultaneously. She could barely stand—her legs felt like Jell-O. She spread her legs even more and locked her joints in place. Like the gymnast she used to be, she rested the palms of her hands on the tile floor and offered her ass up as if it were a sacrifice to this man/god.

“
Don’t move.” She watched him run to his clothes, which rested on a bench beside hers. He pulled a foil-wrapped condom from his wallet, held it up for her to see and grinned.

In seconds, she quivered and gasped as he entered her ravenously hungry pussy. As the hot spray shot out from the wall directly to her ass, the mist swirled around them. The walls of her hot lubricous channel surrounded and clenched around him tight with each thrust of his godlike organ. Tremors of pleasure/lust spasmed through her with each hardy thrust of his magic wand.

Then, when she thought she could take no more, his silky fingers wiggled through the tight area between her abdomen and thigh to her unattended clit. As his digits fondled and tapped her love bud in rhythm with each inward penile stroke, totally new sensations of carnal pleasure surged through her body. She was on the threshold, near release, moaning and waiting for the big explosion that was so near, when he pulled out.

“
Wha—” Before She could even start to object he stood her up and spun her so she faced him. Palms together, his hands slipped between her thighs. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and before she knew it, her feet were off the ground and her stretched, hot pink slit hovered above his throbbing, raw, sienna-colored manhood. In one sharp thrust, she exhaled every breath of air. Thank God, he pulled back and thrust again. She gasped. Her feet crossed above his lovely derriere and she bit into his shoulder.

Suddenly, cold shocked her back as he pushed her against the cold tile wall. With each thrust, her skin was pushed up and dragged down the wall with each retreat of his bold cock. As his thrusts gradually increased, so did her libido. Once more, she was on the cusp of an orgasmic adventure. She knew her first climax with this man would be spectacular and it was. Even as the first electrified sensation coursed through her, she sensed her partner was coming too.

His words confirmed it. “Oh baby. Your cunt feels so good!”

As the blinding light behind her eyes morphed into a million tickly, floating feathers, Kino’s hard cock pumped his seed into the unwanted but needed barrier of safety. “Oh fuck, baby. I love your cunt!”

The idea of his thick white fluid shooting into her intensified her climax. As the whirlwind of fulfilled sex swirled around her, she screamed her joy. “Oh my fucking God, what a climax!”

She whimpered, then pleaded, “That’s it, baby, keep it up, harder, faster!” But, he didn’t do that. Instead, he ground himself deep into her, caressing her sensitive bundle of nerve endings and sending magical impulses crashing through her. She raised her head back against the cool tile wall and rocked it back and forth until the erotic sensations diminished.

With a satisfied smile on her lips she opened her eyes and widened them to the extreme. Sitting on one of the benches was Keko, naked as they were, apparently waiting to take a shower. Smiling, she stood and walked into the enclosure, clapping.

Kino heard the applause, set her down and turned. He reddened when he saw her. Try as he might, he couldn’t quite cover his sizable, still hard erection.

Keko stopped in front and bowed her head. “Sorry, no intend to peek.” A grin appeared on her childlike face. “Kino, no worry, I see men stiff before. You both lovely on dance floor and lovely in shower. Should be dance pair. Should be shower couple.”

Chapter Four - Hanauma Bay

“
What do you think Keko meant?” She asked as Kino drove to his favorite restaurant for lunch.

Kino rolled his eyes. “Oh my God, was that embarrassing?”

She smiled and caressed his smooth cheek. “Yes it was, but it was an embarrassment I would endure over and over for the sublime pleasure you gave me.”

His hand touched hers on his cheek. “Yes it was wonderful. You were wonderful. Gloria, I’ve bedded a few women in my life—”

“
So I’ve heard.”

“
Shush! Let me finish. You are extremely sensuous. You really get into sex. I don’t know how to put it, but…you were incredibly perceptive and responsive to my needs.”

She liked what he said. It was a wonderful compliment and made her feel even more alive and sexy. Nevertheless, the little imp inside made her ask, “Does that mean I won a second round of sex with One-Shot Kino?”

She wondered what he was thinking as he turned his head and grinned. “Baby, you have an unlimited supply of shots.”

She laughed. “I just might hold you to that…babe-e-e-e.”

He turned his vision back to the road. “I hope you do. Anyway, that’s what I think Keko meant. That we are so attuned to each other we are like one and should become dance partners and lovers.”

Her head shook. “I’m all for the lovers part, at least for the time I’m here, but becoming dance partners is so impractical.”

He snuck a look at her on a straightaway. “Why? Ballet may not be your specialty, but you’re good. And if we’d worked together for a while, we could enter one of those dance contests. I bet we’d win.”

“
Maybe, but I have a job, I can’t go traipsing across the country.” She slapped the console that separated them. “Damn consoles. I want to snuggle up to you and all they do is separate us.”

He stopped by a parking place and started to parallel park. “We’re here.”

She glanced around. They seemed to be in an Asian neighborhood. “Where are we? Where are we going?”

“
We’re in Chinatown and I’m taking you to Pho Nam, my favorite Vietnamese restaurant.”

The bustling Oriental neighborhood fascinated her. “Can we walk around afterward?”

“
Sure.” Kino put four quarters in the parking meter, and they went into the restaurant. After a very tasty lunch, Kino put an arm around her and she reciprocated as they walked up the street. “Jessie would love this.”

“
You know, it’s not far from the Outrigger. You could walk here.”

She stopped and stared into the window of a Chinese antique store. “Oh, that would be great. We’ve been looking for some things to do. Can we go in here?”

He bowed and swung an arm toward the entrance. “Lead the way.”

She grasped Kino’s hand. “This place is wonderful. Look at those gorgeous hand-painted vases. I’ll bet they’re a fortune.”

“
Close.” He pointed to a shelf behind the counter. “Take a look at the hand-carved ivory chess set.”

Her gaze followed his finger. “Oh, that’s fabulous.”

“
Yeah it is. I priced it once. It’s a bargain at $2,000.”

“
Wow! Do they have anything here I could afford?”

“
Depends. How much?”

“
Under $25.”

His thumb and folded forefinger wrapped under his chin. “Hmmm. If I remember right, they have a bin of small, unframed watercolor paintings starting at three bucks.”

She took his hand once more. “Show me.”

Ten minutes later, she exited Chen’s Fine Antiques and More holding a bag of watercolor scrolls in one hand and Kino’s large hand in the other. “Thank you for bringing me here.”

“
Hey, I enjoyed it. You know, I’m off today and tomorrow. How about if I show you two around?”

“
Would you?”

“
It would be my pleasure.”

She hugged Kino, who towered almost a head taller, and kissed him. “Can we get Jessie and bring her back here?”

He nodded. “Anything you want.”

“
Let me call and make sure she’s there.”

She dialed and the phone rang at least a dozen times. Finally, someone answered, “Hello?”

It was a man. The number was programmed in the phone so it had to be the right number. “Is Jessica there?”

All of a sudden, Jessie said, “You’d better be stranded somewhere or in an emergency room, baby sister, because your timing sucks.”

She made an ‘oh, oh’ face. “I’m sorry. It’s only two in the afternoon and I neva…”

“
Yeah, well Del’s flight leaves for Ontario at five, so there’s no time like the present.”

“
Del is Canadian?”

“
No, sweetheart, Californian. He flies into Ontario Airport. He lives in Corona.”

“
Oh my God, that’s fabulous. Are you going to see each other?”

“
Ah-huh, Del says he’s going to be counting the days ’til we come back from Hawaii. Me too. Anyway, Del and I are in the middle of some things so if you don’t mind I’ll yell at you later. Bye.”

Grinning, she ended the call and shoved the phone back in her purse.