A/N: Hi guys! You have been making my first writing experience great! Thanks for the feedback I appreciate it. Just a quick note, the locations I am describing are only loosely based off places in Singapore. The resort is based on the Beaufort if you want to look it up. Raffles and Marina Bay Sands you got the name of, but I have pretty much made the Marina Bay sands into something a bit different, like Cloudland in Brisbane. Just in case you want a mental picture. Anywho, here's the next chapter :)
As our party exited the elevator I was overwhelmed by the opulence. We had travelled up the central tower and were now on the topmost level which linked up with the other towers on each side. A bar made of glittering glass spheres twined up to mix with ivy hanging over the bar staff. I grinned as one of those upbeat but chill summer songs pumped through the hidden speakers and gave me a goosebump rush. I was just enjoying the humidity on my skin with my eyes closed when Angela piped up, "Shots! Tequila! Let's go now! I need my party juice." She grabbed Yi Ling's and my hand and led us over to the bar dancing as the guys went to find a table. Yi Ling got the attention of a male bartender quickly just flashing her eyes at him, she really was very pretty. The man seemed stupefied as she smiled coyly at him and ordered six tequila slammers.
"Wait a moment please, I would prefer a very wet pussy instead," Angela cooed. At the raised eye Yi Ling gave her she played innocent, "What? It's a type of shot! Yi Ling you weren't thinking something else were you?" Just as the bartender finished mixing Angela's pretty pink shot and pouring the tequila Ranger strolled up. "Ladies." He addressed all of us but didn't look away from me. Yi Ling wanted him to join in on our fun, "Hey Ranger, have a shot with us! I hope you like tequila." Ranger looked at the shots and smirked, "No thanks, not my drink." Yi Ling pouted prettily, "That's not fair, we teeny tiny ladies are drinking and you aren't? Party pooper!" Ranger just smiled at her and slid his hand down my back. Angela seeing this voiced an idea, "Don't worry sweetheart, you just need to know how to motivate a man. Carlos, you look like the type to indulge in a harmless bet; if I can bet the colour of your underwear you have to do a tequila slammer. Off of Stephanie's neck." Ranger turned to her and raised his eyebrow. "Angela you seem to have the business savvy of your husband; that is simply an offer I can't refuse." Angela stood taller, grabbed Ranger and held him at arms length while assessing him head to toe. Yi Ling and I shared a giggle watching her ogle his package.
"Black. Plain black, tight fitting boxers, no doubt about it." I snickered into my hand, from living with him at Rangeman I knew that was exactly his type. The corner of Rangers mouth quirked up, giving him away. "I knew it! Steph you lucky ducky, nothing like a man in tight boxers. Other than a man in nothing at all," Angela cooed. "Now, this shot! Carlos to get the salt on her neck you need to lick it first." Ranger leaned in so close I could smell his Bulgari rolling off him in heat waves. The second he kissed my neck my thighs started feeling warm, but when he let his tongue out and actually licked it a warm rush spread from down there. He leaned back smirking and grabbed the shot and the lime. "No, no silly you don't hold the lime! Steph does! In your teeth honey," Angela winked to me. My jaw dropped and I just looked at Ranger who seemed to be enjoying himself. He used my already open mouth as an invitation and placed the lime wedge between my teeth. I felt my cheeks grow warm as he looked me standing there with a lime in my mouth. I didn't feel too sexy right then.
"Go on Carlos! Pay up!" This time it was Yi Ling chiming in. She had already snuck a shot while we were preparing ours and was getting loud, "Shot! Shot! Shot!" Goodness these women where no better than Connie and Lula, I felt like I was at a high school party again. Before I could think about it Ranger swooped in and slowly kissed the salt off my neck, making sure to give me a toe curling lick. Just thinking about what else that tongue could probably do was making me pant. He stared at me as he slammed back the shot and next he had one arm around my back and the other cradling my jaw and face as he bit the lime out of my mouth, our lips brushing as he sucked on it. He placed the lime on the bar then came back for more and I melted. The taste of tequila, salt, lime and Ranger was an amazing mix and I didn't want him to stop kissing. When he pulled back I noticed a splash of tequila had dribbled down to the bottom of my lower lip so I licked it off. His eyes did not miss my tongue curving over my lip and back into my mouth. Oops. Angela took her shot and then we carried the other three shots over to the table that Helmund and Harry had found. Helmund noticed my flushed cheeks and spoke to me with his lovely Danish accent, "Stephanie you look varm, maybe a swim later? The pool has the best view in the world. I must confess, I am so used to my homeland of Finland that even living here two years I am not used to this heat, I would love an excuse to jump in myself." I smiled at him, "Shame I didn't bring my bikini." Angela wiggled her eyebrows at me, "You could skinny dip." I could tell she was joking, but she was probably only 2 more drinks away from being serious.
A few sneaky beers later we girls hit the dance floor and I cracked up at the difference in talent between Yi Ling and Angela. Angela was stereotypical white girl, not really the best. You could tell she was upper crust but meanwhile Yi Ling looked like some sexy seductress from a music video, she somehow made a very innocent and flowing dress look scandalous. I tried for something in between their styles but I felt hopeless; until I caught Ranger staring at me from the table. I turned away and smiled at him over my shoulder, shaking my hips and playing with a strand of hair that had fallen out. His response was a long leisurely drag on a beer. I knew Hector was here somewhere just in case, so I knew Ranger felt okay relaxing and I certainly was more than relaxed. If I was thinking I could dance I was definitely drunk, so of course being drunk I thought I was sex on legs and strutted over to him and bent over the table.
"Babe," He stared right down the front of my dress. I decided to stare right back, trying to choose where to settle my gaze from the total candy shop of his body. Angela and Yi Ling sashayed over, and Angela turned to Harry, "Sweetie I simply must go swimming. Let's go! They have a bar in the pool, and we can just wear our underwear! Not a problem." These 'high brow' ladies were ridiculous, they were party animals worse than any Jersey girl. "Come on Helmund! Convince Harry, I think us couples should have a shoulder fight in the pool. Girls on top of course." At this she grinned at Yi Ling who grinned and started to walk to the pool, peeling off her dress. The wait staff looked alarmed, but noticed our group and either Angela, Helmund or Harry looked important enough to let us do whatever we wanted. It certainly wasn't me, and Ranger had slipped off to speak to Hector. Great, these party animals where soon going to know I was running commando when I couldn't go swimming. Helmund had joined his wife, his naked chest showing a tonne of white blonde hair and a slightly toned six pack. Next thing Harry had gotten down to his tighty whities and jumped in, and I was acutely aware of the fact that Angela had started to herd me towards the glittering water.
"Stephanie, you look warm from all that dancing. Care for a dip?" It sounded like a threat.
"Err umm thanks Angela, maybe I will. I'll just wait for my husband, he can be pretty possessive.
"Pish posh he will be fine. Come on," she admonished, pulling off her pantsuit to reveal some pretty plain underwear. It was looking like she would tackle me into the pool if need be, but thankfully Ranger rocked up just then.
"Babe, your phone rang in your bag." That's all he said giving me a meaningful look before unbuttoning his shirt, hanging his suit coat over the chair and stripping his shirt and pants off to reveal his black boxers. I could feel every girl in the bar turn to stare at the glorious sight of his perfect ass as he walked over to the pool and dived in. My mouth went dry and I heard Angela make some noise under her breath. I quickly hurried to my bag, trying to think of some excuse not to get in that pool. Just on top of my phone was a note which read,
There is some clean underwear in the bottom of your bag, don't ask how Hector got them.
R.
Even though I could tell he was tipsy his writing was still the same, it was inhuman. I explained to Angela I would just nip to the restroom first then join them before she sauntered off to frolic with Yi Ling.
I noticed that Lula had emailed me back from earlier,
GIRL IS THAT A WEDDING RING ON YOUR FINGER? WHAT ARE YOU NOT TELLING ME? IS SINGAPORE YOUR HONEYMOON?!
The caps lock was crazy, so I decided I would call her tomorrow when I was sober enough to explain the situation properly. I was amazed at the giant bit of luck that my underwear was pretty much the same colour of my bustier but I was displeased with the very skimpy cut and ruffles across my cheeks, this looked more like lingerie than usual underwear, but at least in my drunken state I was bold enough to put them on under my dress and sneak back out to the pool.
After carefully taking off my dress and placing it with my stockings and shoes near our table, I slid into the water which felt like heaven on my overly sensitised skin. I waded over to the bar where the group had gathered and Yi Ling was sitting on the bar swigging out of a bottle of Chandon; these girls had expensive taste. I caught both Harry and Helmund taking a glance at my pushed up chest and blushed, I hadn't realised how exposed I was. Angela waded over, passing me a shot glass the same colour of the one she had earlier, "Come on Steph! Have a wet pussy with me." She snorted and then slammed the shot back. I drank the shot, loving the taste, "Wow Angela this wet pussy tastes amazing!" Harry came over and put an arm around Angela and smiled at me, "Now, now Stephanie you wouldn't be hitting on my wife would you?" I blushed, realising my faux pas. Helmund waded over with Yi Ling balancing on his shoulders, still carrying the bottle of bubbly. She grinned at me and invited me to join her, "Come on Stephanie, get up on Carlos or Harrys shoulders and let's go, loser buys the next round." Good lord if we had anymore alcohol our group would be a shit show. Harry's nose had gone red, Angela kept hiccupping and Helmund was talking, which was more than he did at dinner. Then there was me, a clear case of indecent exposure, and Ranger, who I swear I had seen playfully splash one of the other guys. Before I could turn her down Ranger had swam between my legs and placed them either side of his shoulders. I awkwardly grabbed his head as he rose to try and keep my balance; this mascara was not waterproof so I did not want to go ass over tits. Once he was all the way up he steadied me by placing my feet behind his back under his arms and grabbed my calves. I was staring down at his biceps dripping with water when someone shoved me from the side, causing me to nearly fall in.
"Hey Steph I thought you would be a real competitor! Let's go for real." Angela had climbed on top of a rather dishevelled looking Harry. He may be tall, but he didn't have the upper body strength of Ranger or Helmund. This would be a cake walk. I pushed playfully at Angela's collarbone, but it did nothing. Hmph, she was pretty good at this balance thing. Ranger got right up close so I could use some of my core strength when Angela and I locked arms. I had a moment of 'how the heck did my life get to this?' before I fell forward when Angela made a mighty tug. When I worked out she had won I also realised that she had fallen back too, and I had landed straddling Harry in my tiny blue undies. Ranger peeled me off Harry growling in my ear, "Don't bend over in front of me when your ass is dripping wet and only covered by that scrap of material. I don't want to have to get Tank to bail me out of jail." He had turned me to face him, an arm around my shoulders. My breasts where pretty much against his chest and this bustier made them rise and fall with my breath. He carried me to the quiet end of the pool bar and sat me on his lap on an underwater stool. While I could hear the other four going at their own game I was distracted my Ranger placing his hand on the inside of my underwear. My breath hitched as his thumb brushed my clit. He kissed my neck tucking his nose behind my ear and whispered, "Order a drink." I tried to call for a bar tender but every time I opened my mouth he would caress me again, causing me to catch my breath. I finally managed to ask for a lemonade when he slipped a finger in. I was already wet, and it wasn't because my bottom half was underwater. He started breathing heavier as he worked me into a rhythm, slowly adding two more fingers until I was leaning one hand against the bar and grabbing his thigh with the other. "Take a sip," he was ordering me now, playing with my responses to his hand. I picked up the glass with a shaking hand, and moaning when I went to take a sip. Once I put the glass down I put my arm behind me and grabbed his shoulder, shifting myself so he could access me better. I felt myself arching into his hand, whimpering almost silently as he brought me to orgasm. It took all the control I had not to cry his name as the last intense wave rocked over me. Once I had gone limp he explained himself as well as he could, "Steph, I just…Fuck Steph, I couldn't help myself. We need to get back to the resort." I nodded yes as he brushed the damp curls off my neck and nipped me.
"Ranger, now."
