Freedom Beach, the holiday resort that Jessica was building on practically the entire northern coast of Fuerteventura was advancing at a rapid rate. Was there something different, unique about Freedom Beach? Very much so, Jessica had been inspired to build the massive complex during her various sojourns at Henri’s upmarket private members club in Paris, France. One of the main attractions of Henri’s club were the Pink Rooms, a lavishly appointed suite of interconnecting rooms devoted to the enjoyment of sex. Who used the facilities and for what purpose, essentially the members of Henri’s club, and to enjoy their sexual preferences with as many, or few of their fellow members as they chose.
Jessica and her friends had been a big hit during their various stays at the club due to both their youthful beauty and the fact that they were open to try just about anything. During their times at Henri’s they’d invariably had to use creams and lotions, such was the intensity of sexual intercourse and in various forms they experienced!
As the project began to grow from the barren landscape in the north of the island of Fuerteventura, so did the tasks that Jessica found herself performing. The project was running well ahead of schedule and first Natalie then Emilia moved south to help out. Natalie, at twenty seven the oldest amongst Jessica’s group of friends, proved to be a tower of strength. Resigning from her job at a Swiss bank in the city of London, her role, as financial Director became increasing important.
Charles, Jessica’s minder, had met and quite by chance, a lovely young lady from Grand Canary, Ana. Ana was fluent in English, nearing the end of her university course and soon became part of Jessica’s team, responsible for the three distinct reception areas. Ana was not only a very attractive young woman, she was also very open. Charles had initially been concerned as to how Ana would find Jessica’s uninhibited and unashamed celebration of her sexuality. Charles had been pleasantly surprised; Ana had clicked with each of the girls, quite happily sharing him with the others during their numerous sexual adventures. Even as the opening of the project loomed ever nearer and the work load increased they found time to enjoy each other. At Charles suggestion they’d moved to Grand Canary, but a twenty minute flight, and had rented a spacious suite in a five star hotel.
Elena and Robert, friends that Jessica had made at the LSE in London had flown down to enjoy a long weekend, Ana Marie also flying over from Fuerteventura. It became a weekend devoted to the joys of sex. Robert enjoyed exceptional staying power and shared the secret of his success with Charles. It was just as well, the five girls had been insatiable the entire weekend, the couplings often communal and always without inhibition. Ana had discovered, through Jessica and her friends, a new sexual delight, taking Charles or Robert in her bottom. It became a form of lovemaking that she practised with increasing frequency.
Freedom Beach, in effect three distinct resorts built as one, had been constructed more or less on budget and way ahead of schedule. Using two very professional London based companies for PR and advertising, memberships had begun to roll in. Word of mouth within select social circles had also proved beneficial. By the day of officially taking over the complex they had a membership close to fifty thousand, a great start at one thousand Euros per membership!
Jessica had finally succumbed to her mix of confused emotions for John and flew to San Francisco to see him. Her timing had been awful, only weeks before the resort opened, but Natalie was pleased she’d at last decided to confront her mixed emotions. Jessica discovered two things during her two weeks with John. One was that she still didn’t really know what love was. The other thing she discovered was that she felt good with John and that would do. Only she had one fear, would or could John accept h
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