Jenna 05, Final Day

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This is the final chapter of the Jenna series that began with "Jenna's Surprise." She's been warned that the last night's activities could be a little challenging, but she's game to give it a try. She finds the warning accurate and wonders if she can do it.

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Morning came far too early. It always does on vacation when you're sleeping so well. On the other hand, when you're on vacation at a beautiful resort, you don't want to waste your money and time sleeping. And thirdly, when you've had the week Robert and Jenna had experienced, you're anxious to see what this last day might have in store.

Lars and Astrid had hinted, even suggested that they didn't have to wait until evening to have the kind of fun they'd been having. As enticing as that sounded, Jenna wasn't sure, after the activities of the last few days, with Lars, Mario, Edgar, and finally, Robert, every night after the others, that her body could endure more, as ecstatic and satisfying as all of it had been.

Of course, there was this evening, too, with whatever the resort had planned for the final day. She'd heard other guests mention, always with a suggestive smile, that it would be different and very erotic. Hearing that caused her to tingle ... and tremble. What more could she be lured into doing?

Whatever it might be, Robert would be doing it too. Well, that wasn't totally true since he wouldn't be doing exactly what she was doing, of course.

"You awake?" she asked the naked man lying beside her.

"Only if you want to have sex," the muffled voice said.

"Robert, it was only a few hours ago," Jenna giggled, pressing against Robert's warm body.

"I guess," he grumbled. "But there's a beautiful and incredibly sexy nude woman in my bed. My instinct says, 'fuck her.'"

"Robert, watch your tongue," she scolded but couldn't keep from laughing.

As she said that, she felt Robert's hand probing between her legs.

"Oh, shit," she squealed, rolling off the bed and onto the floor, striving to avoid that hand. "I think Astrid did something to your libido. I'm getting cold water to pour on you." She jumped up, heading for the bathroom.

"I'll get up and be good," he groaned, throwing the covers back.

He saw Jenna heading toward him, a plastic cup in her hand.

"Jenna, don't," but it was too late, the cold water splashing off his chest and running down his belly and legs.

"That should cause that thing to shrivel up," she laughed, obviously proud of surprising him.

Before she could move, Robert tackled her, throwing her down and holding her arms. She squirmed as he began kissing through her cleavage, down her stomach and belly, and into that muff where he so enjoyed playing.

"Robert, don't you dare. We have to ..." But she was too late as his tongue was already at work, her resistance instantly evaporating. She couldn't keep her hips from undulating in time with his tongue. She hated that she was moaning helplessly, unable to resist what was happening to her. "Hurry," she groaned, her hips twisting as his lips and tongue had their way with her. "We have to get to BREAKFAST," she ended up screaming as her body spasmed in the throes of her orgasm.

Robert sat up, a conquering smile on his face.

"Bastard," she gasped, struggling to catch her breath. "Go take a shower. Your face is a mess."

Robert jumped up quickly when he saw Jenna eying his cock; her look telling him she was up to no good. He did extend his hand to help her stand, both sets of eyes acknowledging their truce.

"I owe you one," she grumbled, struggling to keep from grinning.

"Anytime, babe."

"That's not what I mean, and you know it. I owe you a tormenting."

"Babe, you torment me every time you take your clothes off."

"Is everything about sex with you, Robert?" she giggled. "And stop looking at me that way, pervert. We need to get ready."

They showered, dressed, and headed for the usual delicious breakfast. As they were eating, Jenna said, "I hope you like a little chunk. I stopped in the spa yesterday, and I've gained two pounds."

"You mean all the activities we've been involved in haven't kept pace?"

"What?

"I've heard that the sex act burns two-hundred calories."

Jenna picked up a piece of bacon, waved it in front of Robert, and ate it. "Last night with you," she laughed. "Tonight is still on the plate. The rest is 'chunk.' But I'm loving it."

The look Robert got made him realize why he loved her.

Jenna took another bite of bacon, savoring how Robert was looking at her. The warmth that filled her body was simply his love, enveloping her. She felt blessed and was sorry their time away from the 'normal' was nearly over. Her reverie was about to be interrupted.

"Good morning," Astrid called as she approached their table. "Got room for us?" The beautiful blond sat down, followed by her international soccer-playing husband, Lars. The two couples had struck a wonderful friendship ... with benefits, Astrid had said. "What are you guys up to today?" she asked as they ordered breakfast.

"No idea," Jenna answered, looking to Robert for confirmation. "Since it's the last day, we need to hit the beach one last time."

"For sure," Robert confirmed.

Astrid glanced at Lars. "I think we'll do that too."

Jenna checked the smile on Robert's face, sure he was anticipating seeing the beautiful Astrid naked one more time. Her eyes swung to Lars, and he was looking at her, a very knowing smile on his face. She couldn't keep from blushing as his blue eyes locked on her body. She knew he was seeing right through her clothing. She loved Robert more than life itself, but having the Swede, an international soccer star, look at her like he was still made her tingle, and her breathing get faster and more shallow.

"You guys doing the 'activities' tonight?" Astrid questioned.

Jenna noted the slightly evil smile on the blond's face.

"We thought we would since it's the last night, but now that I see that smile, I'm getting suspicious. You guys going?"

Astrid glanced at Lars. "Oh, yes. We WILL be there."

"Uh-oh," Jenna said, eying Astrid suspiciously. "Is there more that we should know?"

It was Lars' turn to contribute. "The last night is always a little special."

The grin on his face did nothing to reassure Jenna, who was beginning to wonder what "special" meant.

"You guys were here last year. What did you do then?" She wasn't going to back off.

Lars winked at Astrid. "They might want to do it again this year, so I don't want to spoil it for you guys."

Jenna hrumped. "You guys are impossible."

"If you don't want to do it, babe, just say so, and we'll figure something."

"Yeah, we'll figure something," Lars repeated, wiggling his eyebrows at Jenna and chuckling.

"What do you think, Robert? Could we find something to do? Anything?" Astrid emphasized as she slid her chair closer to him, licking her lips seductively and tossing her ponytail. She leaned back in the chair, stretching her T-shirt tight against her ample breasts. She couldn't restrain a giggle when she did that.

"We're all getting a little weird," Jenna said, looking around to make sure no one was watching their show.

"Whatever it is tonight, Lars and I will be right in the middle, and you two should be as well. It will be wild, I'm sure, but exciting and ... well, I'm not sure fun is a good word." Astrid was biting her lower lip and gazing off into the distance, clearly remembering last year.

It didn't take long to get involved as the PA called for all the men participating in the evening's activities to assemble in the courtyard for instructions.

Robert looked to Jenna for approval and got a wink. He and Lars headed for the courtyard.

The ladies talked, and Astrid affirmed her invitation for Robert and Jenna to visit them in Sweden. As had happened the first time, very vivid pictures began forming in Jenna's mind, graphic enough to affect her breathing, and her nipples, which had hardened dramatically, pushing two pronounced bumps onto the front of her thin shirt.

Astrid couldn't keep from grinning. "You better get those things under control before Lars gets back, or ..." She didn't need to continue.

Jenna's face had turned very red. She was trying not to look at Astrid since she was teasing Jenna about her own husband's fascination with her nipples. How had she gotten to this point? The teasing wasn't helping, and neither was the fact that Lars was headed right toward her. She tried to turn sideways in her chair, an arm reaching across to hide the bumps. She thought she'd done an excellent job.

"Jenna has a little present for you," Astrid said. "Jenna, show him."

Jenna glared at her, not moving her arm, watching Lars' eyes move back and forth between the two ladies.

"Show him," Astrid encouraged.

With a huff, Jenna dropped her arm, not trying to hide any longer.

"Oh ... my ... gosh," he said, stretching out the words, the Swedish accent in even those three short words causing more reaction to those lengthening nubs.

"Do I need to take you to our room?" Robert laughed, not totally teasing.

"Asshole," she quipped, even her language having changed during the week.

"Let's change and go to the beach." Lars sounded like the voice of reason, not taking his eyes off the delicious looking bumps in Jenna's shirt however.

Astrid wasn't buying it.

"You're just anxious for her to be topless so you can ogle."

Jenna, red-faced, was shaking her head, unable to look at anyone, when Astrid stood and gave her a big hug. It was a simple affirmation of the lack of jealousy among the two couples.

"So, what did you two find out?" Jenna was giving Robert some severe eyeballing.

"What we're doing tonight. "

"And that is?"

"Sworn to secrecy," Lars answered.

"Yup," Robert affirmed. "But we need to go to the market and pick up a few things. We'll meet you ladies at the beach when we're finished.

Having been dismissed by the men, Astrid and Jenna headed to their rooms to don the tiny bikinis they'd had custom made at the little market not far from the resort, the place where the men were headed right now. They met in the hallway, paraphernalia bags in hand, and started for the beach. When Jenna walked with Astrid, she always felt a little overwhelmed. The beautiful blond, several inches taller than her, had a figure that drew stares from people who had been disinterested only minutes before. Astrid always poo-pooed those ideas from Jenna, who couldn't dismiss them -- all she had to do was look, and they were reinforced.

Of course, once at the beach, they stripped. For Jenna, that only worsened the feeling. They weren't ready for the water yet, so they sat on their blanket, covered themselves with sunscreen, and, as two very appealing women with no man present, became instant magnets for any male looking for a little fun. Four of them headed their way before they had finished putting the sunscreen back in their bags.

Two of the men sat down, obviously facing Astrid, but the other two didn't hide the fact that they were looking at Jenna. She had expected to be at least partially ignored, but that wasn't happening. Plus, the two guys who'd started talking to her were good-looking, both with wedding rings, of course.

"Don't think I've seen you yet this week," the first one said, giving her a big smile.

"Oh, I've seen her," the second replied, a knowing smile on her face. "Hard to miss this cutie."

Jenna could feel her face beginning to redden. Were these guys actually "hitting" on her, or were they just being friendly. A furtive glance showed that each had a very relaxed cock, so maybe they were just being friendly.

"Wow," the first one said, laughing. "Not many of the women here blush. Kind of refreshing."

Jenna was nervous enough at the unexpected attention that her body wasn't reacting, thank goodness. She wondered if that reaction might cause a similar response in the two men.

"You ladies going swimming?" number two asked.

"Probably, when our husbands get here."

"Ah, I bet they went to the village, didn't they? Getting ready for tonight." The smile Jenna got now was big but looked more related to "tonight" than just being friendly.

That was enough to do it, though. The suggestion of "tonight" and the instantaneous thoughts that brought to her mind was causing her nipples to harden, very visible to the two men. She tried to keep looking them in the eye but was concentrating on her peripheral vision to see what might be happening with them.

"Hey," number one said, quickly standing, "we better head to the market."

"Good idea," number two affirmed, also jumping up quickly.

The other two men looked surprised, gave Astrid a last admiring look, and slowly rose, accompanying their buddies to the market.

Astrid turned to Jenna when they were gone.

"You're such a dork," she said, laughing. "You're worried about comparing yourself to me, but it wasn't my two watchers that left with a stiff dick."

Jenna blushed again. "They weren't really stiff."

"Another thirty seconds and they would have been very stiff. And, speaking of stiff ..."

Jenna knew her nipples were standing at attention, but she needed to clear her mind for that to stop.

"The one guy said something about tonight, and that got my mind going. I didn't use to be like this," she said, glancing down at her nipples.

"Want to go back?" Astrid teased.

"You just like to see me blush." She frowned at the tall blond. "Let's jump in the ocean. Maybe the cooler water will help."

"Just make them bigger," Astrid snickered. "Those are two jewels you have there. No sense in hiding them."

"Will you shut up." Jenna had always been a little self-conscious of her nipples. She had seen enough of other girls' when she swam in high school to know that hers were a bit different. She had gotten stares even then when she couldn't hide them. But Robert certainly seemed to like them. That, and surprising to her, her ass which had been extensively complimented here at the resort. She was hearing about a part of her that she'd never considered. At least never considered as assets. If she wore that green bikini to the neighborhood pool, her assets would certainly be more visible than she was used to — at least in Ohio.

But they were walking toward the ocean now, and she had to admit they were getting looks from the men they passed, particularly the ones at the snack bar whose chairs were facing the path to the beach. That certainly wasn't helping Jenna's nipples calm down, and she could hear Astrid giggling at her.

But at last, they were at the water's edge, the warm water lapping at their feet.

"Not very cool," Astrid said as they waded further out in the sparkling blue water.

"Perfect for swimming, though," Jenna said, diving in and stroking away smoothly, leaving Astrid paddling around in the shallows. When she returned several minutes later, Astrid was grinning at her.

"Don't take this wrong, but when you went swimming away, I could see why guys think your butt is the real deal."

"Astrid!" Jenna squealed, jumping on her and dunking her under the water. Astrid came up, sputtering and looking around. No Jenna.

Suddenly her legs were swept away, and she was under the water again. Someone was holding her head under, and she was struggling, desperately needing a breath. Jenna grabbed a handful of blonde hair and raised it just above the frothy surface.

"No more cracks about my butt, or it's more of this," she said in Astrid's ear and pushed her head under, holding it there by her hair.

Astrid was struggling, arms flailing, grabbing at anything she touched, including Jenna's left breast. This produced a howl from Jenna, who let loose of the hair and backed away, checking the red streaks on her breast. Splashing violently, Astrid was finally able to stand.

"Pervert," Jenna growled, laughing at her. "Look what you did to my boob."

"I'd have done worse if I could have gotten hold of you," she sputtered again, working hard to clear the water from her eyes. "Wait till I get you on dry land where I'm bigger than you. You'll pay."

Jenna eyed the blonde, then headed toward her.

Astrid backed away, raising her hands in surrender. "Truce," she called out. "I don't want to inhale more water."

They were both laughing now and, without thinking about it, hugged. Realizing what they were doing, they separated quickly, looking to see if anyone was watching.

They were being watched by two men, a grinning Lars and a laughing Robert.

"We leave you two alone for a few minutes, and you get weird on us."

"Not weird," Jenna replied. "We're just good friends, right, Astrid?"

"Naked friends," Lars added. " If you want to hug someone, hug us."

"Yeah, then sex right here on the beach," Jenna answered, vigorously shaking her head, catching the unique look Astrid sent Lars' way. "Wait, you two had sex on the beach?"

Robert looked utterly lost.

Unusual for her, Astrid was blushing ever so slightly, looking from Lars to Jenna and back. Lars shrugged, winking at Robert.

Astrid took a deep breath. "Last year," she began, looking at Lars again, "there was a big storm offshore with huge waves breaking on the beach. No one swam that afternoon. But, of course, Mr. Competitive here couldn't stand for that, so, after the night's activities were over, he dragged me to the beach. I was so scared I could hardly breathe."

"Shaking like hell," Lars volunteered.

"He got me to strip, which was the easiest part. Then he dragged me out among those waves." Astrid paused and took another deep breath. "I'm just going to say it. When we were out much further than I thought we should be, between waves, we, umm, joined together, his arms around me, my legs locked around his hips. When the next wave came, he lifted me, and we, well, tumbled over and over toward the beach. Once there, we went back out again."

"Wait, isn't that ... wasn't it kind of, I don't know, frustrating?" Jenna was wondering.

"Finally, we just lay there and ... let the waves wash over us while we ..."

"You guys need to try it if you ever get the chance," Lars assured them, not letting Astrid finish.

"I think I'd trust Jenna to take care of me," Robert laughed.

"Well, she tried to drown me, so I'm not sure."

Robert, getting to the heart of things, suggested they get lunch. They dressed and headed back to the dining room.

As they walked along, Jenna nudged Robert. "So, what did you guys get?"

He laughed. "You'll find out tonight."

"Come on. You can give me a hint."

"No hints. This will test you."

"Test me? What does that mean?"

"Just what it says."

"Robert, stop tormenting me." She was working to imagine what secrets he was hiding.

"Just be ready," he cautioned with a smile.

"Ass," she grumbled.

"Make sure yours is available," he added, just before she punched him in the stomach to an accompanying grunt.

Lunch was terrific, as was the short nap they enjoyed when it was completed. Jenna warned Robert to keep his hands and his other body parts to himself while they were in bed. She even resorted to her most severe threat — cutting him off, not admitting to him that it would be nearly impossible.