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“Look, Vinny, I say that we just scope it out today. Let’s not get in too much of a hurry. We can’t afford another screw up. Especially not here. That way, we get back to the hotel in time to meet our guys and we won’t feel stressed.” Blaine said as the car arrived. She took her usual place in the driver’s seat while Vince and his laptop occupied the passenger seat.

He looked at her and nodded, “You are absolutely right. I really need to get a better feel for this. Matthew’s research showed me most of what I need to know, but I just really need to be sure we can do this.” It was obvious he was nervous about this gig.

Using the GPS, it took them about 30 minutes to find the home of the Webbers’. As they slowly drove by, Vince whistled. “Wow! They may be low key back home, but here they definitely put on the Ritz.”

Blaine had almost come to a complete stop as she stared. The property was a beautiful estate that backed up to the ocean. The front was a beautifully manicured lawn with flowing fountains, a large winding drive and palm trees everywhere.

“Hell, Vince, if I had known Dan Webber had all of this, then I really would have been his girlfriend.”

Vince laughed, “Hell, Blaine, I am surprised you haven’t screwed him anyway, just for the notch on your belt!” Blaine punched him in the arm and started laughing. The two circled the block again.

“I think we need to get out and walk around. It is really hard for me to get a sense of this place from the car.” Vince said.

Blaine agreed. She drove several blocks away and pulled into a small cafe. The two each grabbed a Café Con Leche. Then she slipped her arm through his and they began to casually stroll back to the Webber’s neighborhood. They were just two lovers, lost on a vacation, wandering around San Pedro, enjoying their coffee drink, and enjoying each other. On foot it was much easier to notice the details. They took turns posing in front of and beside the house while the other took photos. To anyone who noticed, they were just tourists enjoying themselves.

What was really noticeable is that most of the homes in the area were obviously vacation homes. Most of them did not seem to be occupied. Understandably since this was just the beginning of the season in Belize. In a few more weeks, the houses would be occupied and the city packed. That suited Blaine and Vince just fine. After a couple of hours of surveying the property and the neighborhood, the two returned to the cafe. Vince loaded the pictures onto his laptop so the two could examine the photos more closely. They discussed entry strategies and could not seem to come to any consensus about the best approach.

Blaine realized they were being overly cautious given the most recent incident. She stood and stretched and grabbed Vince, “Come on. No more coffee. It is making me too jittery, let’s grab a drink. I need one. Then we have to get back to the hotel.”

Vince nodded as he closed his laptop.

The two found a little beach bar with a patio overlooking the Caribbean. As they were seated, Blaine realized that she was starving. She ordered a couple of Belekin beers and fried plantains.

“Good call,” Vince said as he fired up his laptop again, “I am starving.”

After a beer and some nourishment, Blaine felt a little more calm. She looked over Vince’s shoulder again. Then she blurted, “That’s perfect! Why didn’t I see this before?”

“See what?” Vince asked. He looked back at the screen as Blaine pointed to the picture on the screen, “Here,” she responded, “This is our best entrance.” She was pointing to the back of the house and to the water.

Vince looked at her, took a sip of his beer, “You’re absolutely right. We’re gonna need a boat.”

Blaine walked into the suite
she was sharing with Walter. She had sent him a text to let him know she was on her way. His quick response let her know how delighted he was to have her back early. When she walked into the room there was a massage table set up in the living area. Walter was on the patio drinking a glass of champagne when he saw her. He walked in, grabbed her and gave her a deep, long kiss. She responded.

After a few minutes, Blaine realized that he hadn’t explained the massage table. He could tell what she was thinking. “Well, it is my birthday, I was hoping for an extra special gift.” He said as she looked at the table.

“Of course, birthday boy. Name it. Though I don’t know if I am the best masseuse!” She responded flippantly. The sex with Walter, while good, was always nice and straightforward. She couldn’t imagine that this would be any different.

“Do you mean it Blaine?” he asked as he looked her in the eyes.

She responded teasing, “Mean what? That I am not the best masseuse or that you can name what you want?”

“That I can name what I want.”

“Yes, I mean it. Name it.” She was a little excited by the gleam in his eye. It wasn’t a look she had seen him have before. He went to the phone and picked it up. After a quick exchange, he poured her a glass of champagne and the two toasted his birthday. There was a knock at the door.

Walter opened the door and a beautiful woman entered in what appeared to be a uniform of some sort. Blaine assumed she was from the hotel spa. The woman had olive skin and dark eyes that were complimented by her long, dark hair.

“Mr. Thomas. I am Celeste. I am ready to service you and your lady.” She said as she looked at Blaine and bowed slightly.

“Thank you Celeste.” He responded, his voice husky with desire. “We will begin with the lady. I believe you were given explicit instructions as to what I desire.”

“Yes, Mr. Thomas. I fully understand and am ready to begin.” She again nodded.

Blaine watched the interaction between the two.
Well, I wish I understood. Evidently I have missed something very important. No one has briefed me.
Walter looked at her and smiled.

“Blaine, will you undress and get on the table?” She blinked and looked at him questioningly and then at Celeste. “Please Blaine. This is what I would like.”

Celeste chimed in, “Mr. Thomas, I will give you and the lady some privacy while she undresses. Please let me know when you are ready for me.” And with that, she went into the extra bedroom and closed the door.

Walter looked at Blaine, “Baby girl, I am going to ask you again to undress and get on the table. Celeste is going to give you a massage.”

Blaine’s eyes narrowed and her head tilted as she asked, “Just a massage?”

Walter laughed, “I didn’t say that Blaine. But I can. Just a friendly reminder though that it is my birthday and you agreed to do ‘anything.’”

“You’re right. I did. And a lady never goes back on her word.” Blaine quickly slipped out of her sundress and snuggled under the sheet lying face down on the massage table.
Well, well, we will see where this goes.

Walter walked over to the shut door and knocked, signaling to Celeste that they were ready for her. Blaine hadn’t noticed that Celeste entered carrying a bag. She had been too busy trying to figure out what was going on to pay attention to the details. She heard Celeste enter and open the bag. Blaine lifted her head to peek and Walter shook his head no and signaled for her to lie back down. She obeyed.
Since when did he become so bossy? Seems like he has been taking lessons from Julian. Holy crap!

Celeste approached the table and pulled back the sheet exposing Blaine from her buttocks up. Celeste dripped oil on Blaine’s back and butt and began to massage her. It was obvious she knew what she was doing.
This feels great. What the hell though? Walter is just going to watch me get a massage? Geez, I am not going to complain.

After about 15 minutes of massaging Blaine’s back, Celeste asked her to turn over so that Blaine was lying on her back. As she did, Blaine was shocked to see that Celeste no longer wore the uniform and was as naked as Blaine. Blaine turned her head and saw that Walter was also naked, seated in a chair watching the two.
Am I dreaming? I seriously cannot believe any of this is happening! Where is my straight-laced missionary-style Walter?

Before Blaine could think any further, Celeste poured oil on Blaine’s breasts and began to gently massage each one of them. Blaine was stunned, but also very turned on. The element of surprise, combined with the oil and the soothing touch of Celeste was incredible. Adding to her arousal was the fact that Walter was watching every move. Celeste’s talented hands moved down Blaine’s stomach to her thighs. She dripped more oil onto Blaine’s legs. Blaine sharply took in a breath as she became even more aroused.
Holy crap! Who knew a chick could turn me on?

Celeste began rubbing from Blaine’s stomach to her thighs. The sensation was sheer pleasure. Very subtly, Celeste let her hands move between Blaine’s thighs. Blaine became alert and stiffened in surprise,
Okay, now what?
Celeste did not speak a word nor did Walter. Instead she continued to rub Blaine with her hands moving in between Blaine’s legs. Without comment, Celeste began to rub Blaine’s clitoris. Her touch was so light that it was almost like a feather as Celeste took her hands past Blaine’s clitoris, and down the entire length of her legs. Blaine gripped the sides of the massage table and tried to lay still.

As she became more aroused, she saw Celeste reach down and pull out a vibrator. The sound of whirring shocked Blaine at first and she opened her eyes to see Celeste place oil on the long vibrating shaft. Blaine closed her eyes again in anticipation.

She was not disappointed. Celeste took the vibrator and held it against Blaine’s clitoris. Just as Blaine thought that she would explode, Celeste moved the vibrator away. She continued this process until Blaine could no longer stand it. Celeste seemed to sense this and gently inserted the vibrator into Blaine. Blaine rocked her hips in response while Celeste held the vibrator still. Blaine continued to move her body so that she was literally fucking the vibrator. In that moment, she completely forgot where she was. Completely forgot that this was a woman. Completely forgot that Walter was watching. Instead all she could think about was that the sensation between her legs was growing in intensity. Suddenly, she could stand it no more. Her back arched and she positioned the vibrator inside her so that it touched her G-spot. Her head and her body exploded and she realized the sound she heard was her own voice, crying out in ecstasy.

Celeste removed the vibrator and Blaine was suddenly aware that Walter was standing over her. Blaine watched him and it was if he were a totally different person. The passion in his face and his arousal were new to her. He turned and looked at Celeste. She dropped to her knees and placed his erection into her mouth. As she began to suck and lick his erection, he looked directly at Blaine. His eyes never left hers as Celeste continued to work her magic. His breathing was deeper and faster. Blaine watched with a mix of amazement and excitement.

He finally pushed Celeste’s head away and took a step toward Blaine. He stood over her naked body and took his shaft into his hand. With his other hand, grabbed Blaine’s breast. As he massaged her breast with one hand, he stoked his shaft with the other. He never stopped looking at Blaine until he reached his climax. His eyes closed and he ejaculated without a sound. His cum mixed with the oil on her stomach. Sweat dripped from his face as he sat down and took a few deep breaths to compose himself. Blaine stared in disbelief when a female voice surprised Blaine.

It was Celeste. “Mr. Thomas, I hope you are pleased. Is there anything else I may do for you and your lady?”

Walter smiled and shook his head no. He caught his breath and said, “Celeste, this was perfect. Thank you. I will see that you are well compensated.”

The four of them stood on the dock
ready to board the boat that Vince had chartered. Last evening had been perfect. Good food. Good wine. Good conversation. Blaine’s head was still spinning from Walter’s birthday treat. He caught her looking at him as they waited and smiled. She just shook her head.
Who knew? Really, who knew?
Eric was chatting nervously. It seemed he was just as terrified of water as he was of air, but to his credit was trying to be a good sport and not ruin it for everyone.

The previous evening had been so delightful that Blaine was not angry that this boat trip included everyone. When the concierge had come to the table and informed Vince that the boat had been chartered, there was nothing they could do. They had to invite Walter and Eric under the pretense that this was a surprise that Vince had planned for them. Seems the entire day was one big surprise.

The captain arrived and signaled the group to come on board. Walter helped Blaine step in while Vince helped Eric. Vince felt naked without his laptop. There was no way, however, that he would have been able to convince Eric that he needed his laptop for an afternoon cruise. He had his smart phone that had much of what he needed, but the laptop was his crutch. He felt a bit crippled. Blaine could sense that he was fretting.

“You okay, big guy?” she quietly asked him as Eric and Walter chatted.

“Yea, I am fine. Just feel lost,” he said as he held up his phone.

Blaine smiled, “Look, let’s enjoy today. Let’s get what information we can and tomorrow is a work day.”

Vince nodded.

The captain pushed the boat off the dock and the foursome was set for an afternoon adventure. Vince had called the boat service very early that morning before Eric was awake to give specific instructions of where they wanted to tour. After the usual tourist sites, the captain swung the boat around and into a cove. The cove where the Webber’s house was located.