Funny you should ask.
I’m that girl hiding behind the big BBQ grilling off steaks, chicken, sausages (
what orgy would be complete with a platter of grilled bratwurst), lamb kebabs, veggie kababs, veggie burgers… aw crap. I’m just cooking anything anyone could want.
I’ve got the gallon of homemade chocolate sauce and real whipped cream for dessert right here.
What do you mean I didn’t bring anything to put that sauce and cream on? You’re all here, aren’t you?
Sengkelat’s head breaks the surface of the hot tub and he peers about warily. He emerges the rest of the way from the bubbling pool, much to the surprise of thinksnow, Bunny, Porcupine and Tygr. Rivulets of water run from Sengkelat’s dark brown hair, down his muscular chest, subtly channeled by the trail of short fuzz down his abdomen before disappearing into his black swim trunks.
He strides purposefully through the thigh-deep water, steam trailing off his brown skin in the comparatively cool air, steps gracefully over the carved marble edge of the tub and keeps walking. It is at this moment that rayniday realizes Sengkelat has been walking directly towards her. She meets his gaze and feels self conscious, knowing that he’s caught her looking.
His eyes are dark brown, like polished mahogany, and his gaze smolders with an intensity rayniday has seldom seen. He comes closer, too close, she shouldn’t let him stand this close, should she? She can feel the heat radiating off his body. He reaches a hand up and runs his fingers up the back of her neck, through her hair, then slowly back down and along her cheek, all the while looking directly into her eyes.
“I’m in the wrong room…” she stammers.
Sengkelat gives an unreadable smile, and says “You mean you didn’t see the sign on the door?” He turns and walks away.
Oh ** Tygr?**
Are you looking for somebody?
::Sashays over to the hot tub. Kicks off the heels and slowly peels off the top and mini-skirt. Gracefully slides into the hot tub next to Tygr::
Wanna show me just how fierce you can be?
::Sit close to Tygr and runs her fingers up and down his chest. Looks up through her eyelashes and bats them at him::
S…s…sign…let me check…
goes to the door, opens a sliver, reads the sign Hey! Room 208? But my appointment was for Room 206…checks watch Oh, I’m too late anyway…follows <b>Sengkelat</b>
You know, I hear when Dopers reach 100 posts, they’re taken upstairs with 2 whores and some other…necessities. Congrats on reaching that far. I’m almost there…sighs dramatically But where am I gonna find 2 guys to go with me?
::Nailing the closet door shut::
Onnnnnnne, twoooooooooooo…
:Mermaid emerges from another corner of the impossibly large hot tub:
:Yaaaaawn:
Good evening everyone, I slipped into the tub earlier today to take a nap of course and I was so exhausted that it seems I must have slept all day.
There are a few things you may not realize about me
I can stay underwater forever if I want to
I have very very good underwater vision
I wasn’t asleep the whole time
Hey now! Pammipoo, how are you doin’?
I’ve got a horseshoe, and a rabbit’s foot… but they don’t seem to be doing the trick. Think you can help me out?
Not anymore…
:: Tygr watches the sexy vision that is hardygrrl approaching him and mutters “Up periscope…”
My dear, after watching your strut, your delectable disrobing, and your lovely batted eyelashes, I’m feeling very fierce indeed.
You do know that tygrs are the only big cats that know how to enjoy being in the water. [sub](And don’t you like the term “Big Cats”? I know I do.)[/sub]
Growrr-prrrrrr. :: Tygr leans over and nuzzles hardygrrls slender soft neck. ::
Note: This post was actually submitted by TYGR, not Mrs. Tygr as it appears. Just a small fubar with their accounts. Carry on. - UB
[Edited by UncleBeer on 06-27-2001 at 06:55 AM]
Manservant, do you really think you should be banging that thing in here?
::Moves in closer to Tygr. Sits on his lap and lets one hand slide beneath the water::
Somebody’s feeling very fierce tonight. Guess I don’t have to ask “how YOU doing?”
::Leans in closer and starts kissing Tygr’s neck::
That ain’t a hammer, bay-beeee. I promise not to bite.
kiss((((hardygrrl))))kiss
Yum. Thanks, I needed that.
wanders over to the BBQ and helps herself to some bratwurst… she wears only a blue sarong tied around her and looks at all the others… sighs thinking to herself “Look at all them having fun… and here I am… with the food. Figures.”
<plucking the brat from Obsidians hand, ts spins and dips her, bussing her full on the lips>
“Welcome to the party,” he growls, “I hope you’ve got a suit. 'Course, skinny-tubbing is accepted and encouraged, too.”
[sub]Coming soon: The Hottub, part 2.[/sub]
Yes, I’m fierce and you’re feeling. [sub](Mmmm, yowza…)[/sub]
::shivers under your light kisses and soft hands, then his hands begin to move under the water as well, lightly caressing some deliciously soft places…::
Bunny says, with her arm around porc, “C’mere. And bring the brat with you”.
She wiggles her finger at ts and Obsidian.
[sub]Oh my! Did I write that? Bad Bunny![/sub] :snicker:
Sengkelat is at the bar when rayniday catches up with him. He’s sipping a drink from a tall glass, and as she watches, a drop of condensation falls from it onto his thigh. Her eyes follow its path down along his inner thigh, and her thoughts continue on that path after the droplet has left her sight. Sengkelat looks up at her.
“I didn’t get anything for my 100th post…but why would I want two whores, when I could could be here with you? …I’m glad you changed your mind about being in the right room.”
“I missed my appointment, see…” She trails of as Sengkelat slowly stands and steps close. His right hand glides to her waist, to the small of her back, then lower, just below the swell of her hip. She can feel the controlled strength in his hand as it pulls her to him. His left hand brushes a wisp of rayniday’s hair out of her face, then grazes the sensitive hollow beneath her ear, and lightly runs a finger along her lower lip before coming to rest on her shoulder. He kisses along the side of her neck, down to her shoulder. Sengkelat leans in close, until their lips are almost touching. She can feel his warm breath, and nearly taste the almost-kiss.
“You’re overdressed,” he murmurs, as his left hand begins to deftly unbutton her blouse…
The Hottub (Part 2)
<Never one to leave a woman wanting, and certainly not two women, ts makes his way back to the hot-tub, leading the freshly stripped Obsidian by the hand.>
A row rumbling voice inquires of the ladies divine, “What do you two have in mind for our little Butterfly here?” as he passes first one hand then the other to the waiting women.
<ts starts to say something else, but is suddenly silent, as a smirking smile flashes across his face>
<a Mermaid can be seen arcing through the water and in one hand, she seems to be trailing a pair of shorts>
“Somebody ought to nail her fins to de floor,” think says, in his best Sebastian voice and dives in after her.
<His strong legs, with years of running, rugby, cycling and skiing, are still no match for the lithe fluidity of Mermaids tail, as she literally swims circles around him. He stops and stands, laughing, as she creates a small whipping whirlpool around him.>
The sun bears down on thinks body, his hips and his tan-line just visible above the plane of the water, a trail running from his chest to below the water, where it stops suddenly, as though trimmed. A shadow swims toward him, just below the surface.
Erupting from the water, drenching ts with her spray as she lands in his arms, Mermaid winks and says “I think you lost something.”
“I don’t need those, now.”
<In his arms, her fin turns to legs- pale white and bare, a small well-trimmed patch glistening with water. She rests with her arms draped around his neck>
“Whatever shall we do now,” she queries.
*<Behind them, they hear the splashing of the others, a cannonball from hardygrrl, a whooping jack-knife from Manservant and a graceful swan-dive from katie, as yet more people drop in to get wet.>
-still to come, The Hottub versus the Gazebo and Whatever did happen in that closet?*
::Starts purring as Tygr’s hands explore her. The purrs turn into moans the further and more persistently his hand moves::
You keep that up…we’re going to have to find a room or a closet…maybe a dimly lit corner?
::Starts kissing her way down Tygr’s neck to his chest. Changes her mind,wraps her arms around his shoulders and straddles his lap::
Find us a room…and bring the massage oil with you.
walks up behind Obsidian and places a hand on her shoulder
Poor little Flutterby, just got a bt of attention and you’ve been left in the lurch for a mermaid. slips an arm around her waist What say we go find a quiet corner somewhere?