Jamaica had been a disaster for Janice Coughlin. It shouldn’t have surprised her, after all everyone knew her by her nickname of Jinx. As far back as she could remember, and even beyond, fate had seemed to hold a grudge against her. She wasn’t clumsy or stupid, but everything that conceivably could go wrong always seemed to do so.
Even when things did go right fate seemed to be just setting her up for another fall. This trip was turning out to be another example of that and bitter tears rolled down her cheeks as she thought of how unfair it was.
She was on a ten-day company sponsored charter cruise of the Caribbean. She had won the trip in an interoffice raffle and had hoped it signaled her luck changing. When her best friend Sally Cummings had also won it seemed too good to be true.
Jamaica seemed to have been the proof that it was. Janice was a small woman and had cultivated an ability to be unobtrusive. She was the plain girl that no one noticed until some trick of fate thrust her into the spotlight. Nothing about her stood out except for her terrible luck. She was five four and of average build with brown hair, brown eyes and a pretty but not too pretty face. She dressed conservatively and spoke only rarely, which added to her ability to seemingly vanish at any gathering.
The first two days of the cruise had been uneventful save for the cruise line loosing her bags. Sally had laughed it off and joked about her bags getting a better berth than she had, but to Jinx it seemed an ill omen. When her bags turned up at noon the second day she had hoped that would be the end of her bad luck on the cruise, but she was so conditioned to things going inexplicably wrong that a feeling of dread had settled on her. Even Sally’s ebullient good humor couldn’t entirely dispel it.
The second day dawned bright and warm and Jinx had spent most of her time by the pool girl watching. Unlike the many guys on deck she was very discreet and it was rare that anyone noticed her checking them out. Jinx had known she was gay since a very young age, but it was something she kept well hidden. Her first relationship with another woman had been a comedy of errors and even her brief flings had been plagued by her bad luck. Since moving to Jackson two years earlier she had kept her orientation secret and had lived the life of a monk for the most part. She was pretty sure Sally suspected, but her only friend had never mentioned it and for that Jinx was grateful. With her now infamous reputation for bad luck, being out would have probably made it impossible for her to carry on so far from her home and family.
Jamaica had seemed like such a beautiful place and very friendly from all the commercials and ads she had seen. She and Sally had decided on shopping the first day and taking an excursion on the second. They had met on the promenade deck and descended to the gangway after breakfast. Janice had been wearing jeans and her favorite top. It was black and the sleeves consisted of solid fabric on the bottoms of her arms with crisscrossing laces over the tops. It was flattering and different and she loved it. Sally had worn a sundress and sandals. Once through the duty free shopping they had exited through the barbed wire gates and approached the line of shops. It was there that her troubles began, they were immediately surrounded by a crowd.
Items had been thrust into her hands, hands clawed at her pulling her this way and that, a steady stream of heavily accented voices called to her and in the press she lost sight of Sally. Jinx was prone to panic when her personal space was invaded. As the voices hawked junk she didn’t have any interest in and the hands continued to pull at her she, felt a rising dread. The faces became distorted, filled with menace and the voices took on a strident tone that added to her fear. The sun, which had seemed so beautiful, became oppressively hot and in the press of bodies she felt herself beginning to have trouble breathing. She weakly asked them to leave her alone, but they took no notice of her feeble protests and continued to try to coerce her to buy something. The world began to sway and she lurched to one side before darkness overcame her.
She had come-to in the infirmary aboard ship. Sally was there and watching her intently.
“Are you all right Jinx?” she had asked.
“You fainted. Luckily some of the other passengers were nearby and one of them picked you up and carried you back to the ship for me,” Sally said.
Sally’s face brightened and the worry left it as she spoke and Jinx sit up. Janice flexed her arms and shook her head to clear it. The Indian doctor smiled encouragingly and assisted her to her feet. Sally took her arm and steered her back towards the elevators.
“Good ole Jinx. You had me worried there for a minute, kid.”
“I’m sorry. I know I ruined your day,” Jinx said.
“Nonsense, you were only out a few minutes. Once I get you back to our room I’ll go back. Tomorrow you and I can take one of the ship-provided excursions. How does petting a dolphin grab you?”
She had smiled and nodded, but now that she was alone in her cabin she wished she had never come. Her best friend back home had once voiced the opinion that she subconsciously brought about her bad luck. Jinx had denied it hotly, but now she wondered if perhaps she really did. She knew she wasn’t comfortable around crowds. She knew that people pressing her for things made her scared. She had not expected the people here to be so aggressive and rude. Or had she? She just wasn’t sure and that made her feel worse than knowing.
The trip to Dolphin cove had been entirely pleasant and had done much to make Janice feel better. The cute and playful sea creatures had kept her smiling with their antics and the people had all been extremely nice and polite. Sally had taken up with a tall man from Minnesota named Rich. He was the man who had carried Jinx back to the ship and they seemed to be really hitting it off. Jinx had consciously avoided them whenever possible for fear of something happening that would ruin it for Sally. She had mostly played with the dolphins, watched their tricks and caught both of the shows.
That evening she had dined alone and gone to the onboard show. Despite her misgivings she was glad that she had. The show was a Las Vegas style review and she had intentionally caught the late performance, as it was adults only. The dancers were all young and beautiful. Janice had never seen so many delectable asses in the same place at once and found herself craning her neck to catch glimpses of flesh, concentrating more on the sexy girls and their wild outfits than on the show. She had gone to bed and dreamed of the dancers and what she would have liked to do with them.
Now she stood on deck in her bikini bottom and a tee shirt, mesmerized by the beautiful water at Grand Cayman. It was a striking shade of blue that she had never seen before. She already had several pictures of just the water in her digital camera, but she had the sinking feeling no one who hadn’t seen it with their own eyes would understand just how beautiful it was. Ferries were already carrying people ashore and she glanced at her watch. Jinx had signed up for the beginner’s scuba course as her excursion today. Sally and Rich were staying aboard ship and Jinx felt sure they would appreciate the privacy having her gone would afford them.
She grabbed her bag and headed down to the zero deck where she stood in line for the next ferry. It was a small boat with two open decks and wooden benches. When it was full the little boat’s engine began to chug and it slowly pulled away from the big cruise liner. The sun was beautiful and Janice felt her spirits lift perceptibly. Maybe today she would manage to do something without a fiasco.
From the dock she joined several others on a bus that would take them to the dive shop on the other side of the island. There were several men with tattoos all over their arms and the look of sailors. She assumed these men were going to the shop as part of the certified dive excursion. Three young men sat in back horsing around and generally making asses of themselves. She hoped they wouldn’t be part of the beginner’s course, but felt sure they were.
The dive shop was situated right on the water and as soon as the bus stopped an effeminate man in a lavender Speedo and diveshop T-shirt boarded the bus.
“Hello everyone, welcome to Grand Cayman and Tino’s dive shop. My name is Carl and I’m one of the instructors here. For those of you taking the beginner’s scuba excursion please exit to the left and head over to the patio. For those of you taking the two tank dive have your C cards ready and go into the shop. Don’t worry about your equipment, we’ll off load it and have it on the boat for you.”
He then turned and exited and everyone filed off. Janice and twelve others made their way to the patio where tanks and vests sat on a row of wooden benches. She sat next to one and waited quietly. Soon a beautiful blonde woman in the skimpiest red thong she had ever seen and the ubiquitous dive shop t-shirt came out followed by several others. She was breathtaking, tall, tanned, marvelously fit, but curvy in all the right places. Jinx felt her heart flutter, but managed to keep her composure and not stare too much.
“Hello everyone, I’m Matty and I’ll be your instructor for today’s beginner’s scuba class. The tall bloke to my left is Angus, and the guy over by the equipment shed is Brutus,” she said in a charming Australian accent while indicating a pair of guys who looked to be every woman’s dream.
Tall, tanned, rippling with muscles and darkly handsome, she could see the other women were staring, but she had eyes only for the beautiful blonde.
“This is Tory,” she said, indicating a short brunette with a killer body, “And the wall flower behind me on the steps is Candy,” she said pointing to a trim and diminutive redhead.
“This is the dive team for your excursion. Now. I have some paperwork you will all have to fill out before we begin. Answering ‘yes’ to any of the questions will disqualify you from diving today, but we stress that you should answer truthfully. Any one of the conditions could lead to injury or death and believe me, as much as I love diving, it isn’t worth dying over. If you do answer ‘yes’ we have a snorkeling excursion that you can still go on.”
Tory handed out the questionnaires and Janice examined the questions. There were thirty of them and she realized she would have to answer ‘yes’ to at least fifteen, so she did the good old fashioned American thing and lied her ass off. Apparently everyone else did the same because no one was asked to leave as Matty examined each questionnaire and signed off on it.
“All right, now that that is out of the way, let’s get down to the basics,” she said as she pulled out a spiral bound instruction book and began to read.
Jinx tried to pay attention, but the girl’s voice was so sexy and her body was so inviting that it was all she could do to keep from letting her mind take off. She forced herself to concentrate on the illustrations in the guide and not on the girl’s long legs. After the instruction course was done Matty closed the book.
“All right, just a few questions to make sure everyone got it and we will get you all outfitted. What does this mean?” she said holding her hand out with her thumb up.
“It means everything’s cool,” one of the three guys said.
“No, the days of the Fonze are long gone. Anyone else?”
“It means go up,” Jinx said.
“And this?” the tall girl asked while slashing her hand across her throat.
“Means you’re deadmeat!” one of the guys clowned, his buddies joining in the laughter.
“It means, I’m out of air,” Jinx said quietly.
“Oooh! Teacher’s pet,” one of the guys called.
“I don’t know if you read the forms you signed,” Matty began, staring at the three guys, “but let me tell you something. I’m the dive-master for this dive and if I say so, you won’t be allowed to dive. No refund either. This is serious, so quit clowning or catch a cab back to the ship or hotel. Got it?”
Jinx was impressed with the woman’s aura of command and with how the guys ceased their horseplay and started to pay attention. After they finished the introduction, they were broken off into groups of four and taken to a large outdoor storage closet filled with equipment. Jinx got her fins, face mask and weight belt, then returned to her tank and waited.
Jinx wound up in the group with the three guys. She was upset about that, but her disappointment disappeared when Matty said she would lead that group. Tory was going with them as well, since she was a new hire and had to do some training dives to get used to how they did things at Tino’s. Tory was going just in her swim suit and BCD, but Matty and the other instructors were in full suits with dive clocks and other paraphernalia.
After a short walk they all descended a set of wooden stairs that wend down into the serf. There was a small cove where they were told to get their gear on. Matty moved them a short distance from the others and out, until they were all treading water.
“All right, press the blue button on your BCD,” she said as she demonstrated.
Jinx did so and immediately felt the life preserver fill with air. The guys did so as well. Matty gave then a short practical on the respirator, and then told them all to deflate their vests and sit on their knees on the bottom. Jinx deflated her vest but didn’t sink. The rest of them were on the bottom, while she was bobbing on the surface. Matty came up and took her respirator from her mouth.
“Did you deflate your vest?” she asked.
“Yes.” Jinx replied.
That voice was magical, so sexy and even behind the mask she could see the piercing gray eyes.
“How much weight you have on your belt?” Matty asked.
“Eight pounds,” Jinx replied dreamily.
She could so easily see herself crushed against Matty’s muscular body.
“Brutus, shoot me 4 pounds,” Matty called, then looked at Janice, “Don’t sweat it, I’m a floater myself,” she said with a wink.
Jinx could easily see how; even with her body in such fine shape, Matty’s breasts were large and full. While Jinx was staring at her and day dreaming, Brutus tossed an extra weight to the blonde. She swam over and attached it to Janice’s belt. Feeling the girl’s strong fingers on her bare tummy caused a stab of excitement and Janice was glad they were in the water. She involuntarily gave out a little gasp and Matty stared hard at her a few moments. Jinx thought, for just a moment she saw interest there, interest of the kind she could only imagine in her wildest dreams.
“Try now,” the girl commanded and Jinx emptied her vest and sank into the incredible world under the waves.
It was clear, so clear she could easily see that Tory’s pussy was fat and fleshy under her thong. The sand was whiter than snow, with ripples in it from the waves. Jinx saw sea shells here and there and far off, towards the deeper water, fish moved, flashing in the unbelievably clear water.
They went through the last few exercises, including filling their masks and clearing them by blowing out though their noses, clearing the respirator, and taking air from Matty’s auxiliary in case something happened to their own.
After that, Matty lead off towards the reef. She pointed out a small sting ray gliding along the bottom and several huge tarpon. As soon as they were at the edge and descending one of the guys reached out and pulled his buddy’s respirator out of his mouth. The one who lost his respirator kicked back and knocked Jinx’s mask sideways. Almost instantly it filled with salt water. Janice didn’t panic, but put the mask back on her face, breathed deeply through the respirator and then exhaled through her nose, clearing her mask. Everything went fine until she tried to breath in again. A thin layer of water remained in her mask, just enough to cover both of her nostrils. Whenever she tried to breath in, she felt herself gagging, trying to breathe through her nose despite herself.
Panic clutched at her heart and found herself unable to see through the tears in her eyes. She felt strong arms on her and began to struggle, eventually kicking free and shooting up to the surface. Her ears popped, causing her a great deal of pain. She didn’t care, she had to have air, her lungs burned and she felt sure they would burst.
When it seemed she was fated to die her head broke the surface and she gulped in a deep breath of air. Seconds later Matty surfaced.
“You idiot!” she screamed.
Janice was still gulping air and barely noticed the tall girl reach out and inflate her vest.
“Stay here you fool,” she snarled and went under.
Janice continued to cry, she was no longer sure if it was the salt water or the beautiful instructor’s dismissiveness. She had begun to hope for something, against hope and now that hope was shattered.
“Are you all right,” a soft voice asked.
Janice turned to see Tory bobbing in the swells a few feet from her.
“I…I think so,” Janice sobbed.
She felt the girl’s arms go around her and with strong kicks Tory began to drag her along towards the shore.
“Are you scared? Or upset about Matty yelling at you?” Tory asked.
“Her yelling at me,” Jinx admitted as she began to kick out her self.
“Don’t let it bother you. She was just worried about you, that’s her way. She is furious with those jerks. But, for you she was just scared,” Tory said easily.
“It sure didn’t feel that way,” Janice said.
“Come on, we’re in the shallows. Just walk from here, Brutus will help you out of your gear. And smile, I’ll get on Matty for you,” Tory said with a wink and then disappeared under the clear blue water.
Brutus, for all his size and strength turned out to be a very kind and gentle guy. He helped her out of her tanks and the weight belt, took her into the dive shop and bought her a coke and hot dog, and let her use his towel to dry off, since she had forgotten her own. He also told her his name was Andy and that he was from Wales, they just called him Brutus because he reminded the owner of Brutus from the Popeye cartoon. She had barely sat back down on the patio to wait for the bus when the three troublemakers walked by, cursing and promising law suits. Despite their belligerence, when Brutus and Angus both came over from the equipment shed, they took their leave quietly, catching a cab back to pier.
Janice had put her shirt back on and was just watching the ocean, enjoying the peaceful sound of the breakers and the fresh, clean scent of the breeze when she heard raised voices down by the pier. She turned to see Matty and Tory having a heated discussion. At one point it seemed Matty was about to hit the smaller girl, but then her body relaxed and her shoulders drooped. She nodded a few times and they walked back to the shop.
Janice glanced at her watch; the bus would be there soon. The other people were gathering their things up and she looked back out at the ocean. The beautiful shades of blue hadn’t changed, the many people out enjoying it hadn’t either, but somehow the scene had lost its magic. She felt the tears hot on her cheeks and once again cursed her luck, vowing not to set foot off the ship again.
“Hey, are you all right?”
Janice whirled at the sound and found herself staring into Matty’s gray eyes. She felt a knife wrench in her tummy, and suddenly found it hard to breathe.
“Yes, I’m fine,” she said after a few moments.
“Look, I’m sorry…for yelling at you, I mean. It’s just that it’s my job and if you had been hurt…”
“It’s all right, I understand,” Jinx interrupted.
“Maybe you do,” the tall blonde aid more softly, “are you staying on the island or with one of the cruise ships?”
“I’m on the Starlight Traveller.”
“Great, so you have another two days in port, do you have an excursion planned for tomorrow?”
“No,” Jinx said carefully.
The smile was too real, the enthusiasm too honest; she wondered what was happening when Matty reached for her clip board, hastily scrawled a few lines and handed Janice a card.
“I put down on it that your dive was cut short by an equipment malfunction. You can turn that in with the concierge onboard and get your money back or you can come back tomorrow at three o’clock for a free dive,” Matty said.
She then smiled, turned on her heel and strode away. Janice was confused, but very happy. She was confused by things going right for a change – but it was very nice.
As she was walking towards the parking lot with several others a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her into the shadow of the shop. Janice turned to find Tory smiling at her.
“Can’t let Matty see me or she’ll go ballistic. I don’t have much time, so I am going to be blunt, you’re gay aren’t you?” the black haired girl asked in her charming English accent.
“Well, yes, I am,” Jinx replied.
She was confused and embarrassed not only by the question, but by her honest answer.
“Good. It’s so hard to tell with you yanks,” Tory said with a smile.
Janice smiled back, wondering how her co-workers would react to being called yanks.
“Matty’s my best friend and she’s been down in the dumps since her girl left her a couple of months ago. As soon as you got off the bus she told me she’d love to get in your pants and she’s been checking out your bum every chance she’s gotten. You’re the first person she has shown even mild interest in and she feels like a shit for yelling at you. Why am I playing matchmaker? Because I am worried about her and I know her too well. She’ll never put a move on you at work, but if you are interested, let me know now and I can make some arrangements, if not, it was nice to meet you and I hope my forwardness hasn’t embarrassed you.”
“You’ve embarrassed me for sure,” Jinx said, “But I think she’s dreamy and I’d love to hook up with her.”
“Great, see you tomorrow,” Tory said, before disappearing into a side door.
Janice was walking on air and it didn’t even bother her when the bus broke down and they missed the last ferry back to the ship. The ship sent one of the life boats to get her and Sally was dead to the world by the time she got in. She went to sleep with thoughts of Matty in her head, memories of how gracefully she moved in the water and of how her hands felt.
The next morning Jinx went into Georgetown on the early tender with Sally and Rich. She was looking for a bathing suit, something more daring than her one piece. In a small shop just past the Tortuga Cakes outlet she found one that was so daring, she hesitated to try it on. The hot pink top was a string model and the bottom was a tiny thong. Sally had to exert all of her persuasiveness to get Jinx to consider springing for the suit. Things were more expensive here, but if Matty liked her ass this would definitely show it off.
She had a pathological fear of trying new things, mostly because they always ended up with her humiliation. She remembered Matty, gliding through the water and her sexy eyes. If anything in her life had ever been worth taking a risk over, she decided the dive instructor was it. Jinx decided to toss caution to the wind and bought the daring bikini.
Back on the ship, she slipped into it as soon as she could. In the small mirror she examined herself and was mortified to see her pubic hair was plainly visible. The thong hugged her mound and left little to the imagination. Biting her lower lip, Jinx eased the suit down her legs and stepped into the small shower cubicle. She stared down her body, past her full breasts and flat tummy to the soft brown curls of her pubic triangle. She had waxed her bikini area before the trip and occasionally trimmed when necessary, but to wear the little thong she was going to have to do something radical.
Jinx cut on the water and let it run as she took out her razor and the silky shaving gel she favored. Jinx squirted some of the gel into her hand and worked it into her pubes until it was lathered up. She washed her hands under the warm spray and then took the razor and very carefully started to remove the lather and hair from the edges. She worked inwards with each pass, until only a tiny little vee remained. It was only after she had rinsed and worked in the moisturizer that she realized she had managed to do it without cutting herself. It was such a simple thing, something most people would have taken for granted, but to Jinx, anything she tried where her bad luck didn’t rear its ugly head was a triumph.
She slipped the bottoms back on and examined herself in the mirror. The scrap of material clung to her, outlining her mount of Venus and the string back left all of her soft ass exposed. Taking no chances, Jinx worked in a heavy coating of SPF forty-five sunscreen on to her white cheeks. The top only covered her nipples and a few inches of her breasts, leaving the sides of the soft orbs bare. Jinx hesitated, then bit her lip and worked in some more sunscreen.
Jinx glanced at her watch, slipped on a pair of black Capri pants, grabbed her bag and made her way down to the debarkation deck. She had to wait several minutes for the tender to fill, before the little ship chugged over to the docks. Once there, she saw a bus with a sign for Tino’s. As she boarded, Tory grinned at her from the driver’s seat.
Jinx sat in the seat right behind her and soon she closed the door and started for the shop. When they were close, Tory picked up a small mic and spoke over the PA.
“Welcome to Grand Cayman. When we reach the shop, beginning Scuba participants exit to the right and wait for me. If you are doing the two tank dive, have your C-cards ready. Leave your gear, the guys will load it for you while you check in inside. If you have forgotten or don’t have your C card, for a modest fee we can fax the organization and get a copy sent to allow you to dive. If you aren’t a Dan member, we do require you to present proof of insurance or to purchase a three day plan.”
“Join the beginners, but hang back a bit,” Tory said under her breath as she put the mic back up.
Jinx waited until the bus had emptied to get out. She followed the gaggle of excited cruisers as they made their way to the deck. Brutus saw her and came over.
“Come with me, I’ve got you set up on the other deck,” the big fellow said with a smile.
Jinx followed him and he helped her into her weight belt and BCD.
“Just hang here for a few, and smile, it’s going to be a hell of a dive,” he said.
Jinx smiled as he winked and turned on his heel to go help with the rest of the students. Jinx saw Matty get off one of the boats and her heart skipped a beat. The tall girl had on her wetsuit bottoms, but the top was pulled down and tied around her waist by the arms. She wore a light blue string top that just barely concealed her nipples. She was the most stunningly beautiful girl Jinx had ever seen. Jinx watched as Matty came down the pier and joined Tory with the class, but Tory just pushed her towards the deck Jinx was sitting on. Matty gave her friend a dark look, but when she looked back up, Jinx could see she was blushing. She came hesitantly down the walk.
“Looks like Tor’s been plotting. She got Jill to fill in, so it’s just you and me. Are you ready?”
“Yes,” Jinx replied in a breathless whisper.
Matty lead her down to the equipment shed, where she pulled her suit up and shouldered her BCD. She helped Jinx ease down the pier and into the water. Once there, they moved off a little ways from the other classes.
“Do you remember the signs?”
“Good, we’ll go down and do some scuba skills, then I’ll take you over to the Cavern. Might as well stay out of Tory and Jill’s way.”
Jinx nodded and released the air in her BCD. She sank again into that incredibly beautiful and tranquil world beneath the waves. Matty made her go through the mask clearing exercises and taking air from her auxiliary, before she signaled ok. They moved off, but where she had led them down the gradual decline into the coral canyons yesterday, she skirted the edge of the formation and lead Jinx down to a steep drop off.
Matty turned and faced her, then signaled down. She watched as Jinx let more air out of her BCD. Janice was so enchanted with watching Matty in her tight suit she didn’t notice the pain in her ear at first. When she did, she tried to equalize, but it wasn’t working. Before she could really panic, Matty had her hands on Jinx’s auto inflator and put a little air in her BCD. They floated up four or five feet and Matty signaled her to try equalizing. This time she felt the pressure build and suddenly her ear popped.
Matty gave her the Okay signal and Jinx responded, they slowly descended again, with Matty stopping very few feet and making sure Jinx was able to equalize. They touched down on a bare expanse of pristine white sand. Jinx could see another drop off behind Matty, but little else. She was enjoying just watching Matty, but was a little disappointed in the scenery, when Matty caught her shoulders and spun her around. Jinx lost her regulator when her mouth fell open.
The coral wall behind her had to be one of the most breathtakingly beautiful things she had ever scene. The coral was mostly brown, but here and there red fire corals and orange stove pipe sponges added brilliant splashes of color. There were greens, and blues, and pinks and purples. Delicate sea fans and interesting elk horns; Queen parrot fish nibbled on the coral, while French angels floated serenely along. Fairy baslets darted here and there among the underhangs, and beautiful little damsel fish guarded their little spaces on the reef. A tortoise paddled along; seemingly ready to accept them as just one more odd set of fishes, while a massive silver tarpon hovered inches off the bottom.
The explosion of color and life was so absorbing, Jinx just tried to take it all in. She felt Matty behind her and followed the instructor’s extended arm to see a spiny lobster scuttling back into a crevice. Matty showed her tiny shrimp and delicate tunicates. Ethereal Jelly fish and sleek predators like the Barracuda. All too soon, Jinx heard a shrill beep and Matty gave the up sign.
She followed Matty, and they surfaced at the very end of the pier. Brutus was there to help them out of the water and take their gear.
“Hope that made up for yesterday,” Matty said as she dried her hair.
“It was beautiful,” Jinx said in an awed whisper.
“That’s nothing; you should see the wall by my place. It’s deeper, but perfect for night dives.”
“I wish I could.”
Matty looked at her then, very intently, as if searching for something in Jinx’s eyes. Janice could tell she was working up to something so she just waited as patiently as she could.
“Well, if you don’t mind bunking out, I’d like to show it to you,” she said at last.
So here it was, the moment of truth. A million fears said no, but her heart and her pussy were stridently saying yes.
“My ship leaves at noon.”
“I’ll have you back to the pier before work. No problem there.” Matty said.
Jinx could tell Matty was gaining confidence. It only made her more sexy and desirable.
“I’ll have to go back and get some clothes.”
“Nah, you’re plenty well dressed for Brevaton’s. Best seafood on the island. You do like sea food don’t you?”
“Great. Get your stuff while I clock out and well go grab a couple of drinks before dinner. Magaritavile ought to be open,” Matty said as she turned and walked away.
Brevaton’s turned out to be a very casual open air restaurant. The flounder was to die for and so were the baked clams. The staff were friendly, and the regulars seemed to outnumber tourists by a wide margin. It had the feel of an open air cabana with a charming view of the old town.
“So what’s Matty short for?” Jinx asked.
“Marguerite. I hate the name, but it’s a family tradition so I got stuck with it.”
“I think it’s a beautiful name.”
“You aren’t stuck with it. How’d you end up with jinx?”
“Everything I touch falls apart. I’m really Jinxed. The nick name just stuck.”
“Well, I guess you did have a little bad luck on your first dive.”
“No. I had good luck. If things had gone smoothly, I wouldn’t be here with you now,” Janice said. Blushing as she spoke.
“I think that’s my good luck. At least, I’m hoping it is.”
As she spoke, Matty reached across the table and her hand covered Janice’s, giving it a tentative little squeeze. Jinx felt her heartbeat skyrocket and her mouth went dry. She wanted desperately to smile or let Matty know the intimacy was welcome, but she seemed paralyzed by the excitement and anxiety.
“Sorry,” Matty said, withdrawing her hand, “Didn’t mean to be so forward.”
No! Janice’s mind rebelled when she saw Matty was now unsure. While she would normally be afraid to say anything, it wasn’t going to happen this time. Not even if she had to risk looking like a fool. Bad luck be damned, not this time. She was not going to let that fear fuck this up.
“No, don’t be sorry. Please don’t. I think you’re awesome and I’ve been dreaming about having sex with you since I first saw you,” Jinx blurted out.
She knew she was blushing madly, but she just had to say it all before she lost her nerve.
“I’m not real good at this, but I promise, I didn’t mean to seem put off…I just didn’t know what to do,” she finished, her voice falling to a barely audible whisper.
Matty smiled encouragingly and returned her hand to Jinx’s
“It’s all right. I’m not really much for these holiday flings. You have to move really fast and…well, that just isn’t me.”
“I’ve never had one…a holiday fling I mean.”
Matty smiled and squeezed her hand.
“Finish your dinner, I’ve got a whole new world to show you.”
“Are you sure about this?” Jinx asked as Matty fastened the BCD around her waist.
“Sure, I’m sure. Only way to night dive, besides, it’s the best way I know to get you out of your clothes,” she added with a wink.
They were both naked except for their dive gear, standing on the beach behind Matty’s modest little house. It was dark, so she hadn’t been able to actually see Matty’s charms, but that didn’t make her any less curious.
“Now, fun aside, remember everything we talked about. Stay with me and if you have any problems, don’t signal, hit the air whistle on that BCD. I’ll be right with you, holding the lamp, so don’t stray from my side. Okay?”
“I’ve got it,” Jinx said.
“Good. Follow me,” Matty said, picking up a small gear bag and clipping it to her BCD.
The water was warm and inviting. Soon she was encased in darkness and she had to kick pretty hard to get past the surge. When that calmed, Matty’s lamp came on. She gave a down signal and they both descended. For half an hour they explored the reef and Janice would never forget that first night dive.
They saw a mated pair of eagle rays, gliding through the water as if flying; a green moray, hiding in his rocky den; fish, painted in colors so brilliant and varied, they could only have come from the palate of God. Corals and sponges; tunicates and molluscs; a small sample of the ocean world’s infinite variety and color. Jinx was so taken with it all, she almost forgot she was swimming with the object of her desire.
Eventually, they reached a sandy ledge. Her depth gauge showed forty feet and Matty checked Janice’s air. She still had one thousand pounds. The two-tank rig was cumbersome, but she now appreciated the extra time it gave her in this dark and surreal world of silent beauty.
Matty handed Janice the lamp, and as the novice watched, Matty slipped out of her BCD. In the lamp’s stark glare, she was gloriously nude with only the weight belt around her trim waist. The hair of her public triangle was as blonde as that on her head and her breasts floated free, swaying gently with her movements.
Matty placed her BCD on the white sand and motioned Janice over. Once there, Janice stiffened when the instructor unclipped Jinx’s BCD and helped her out of it. She placed it next to her own, so they could both keep their respirators in their mouths.
Matty moved behind her and Janice nearly fainted when she felt those strong arms around her waist. She was surrounded by warm water, but she could also feel Matty’s breasts pressed into her back and her pelvis pressing against Jinx’s ass.
Matty’s hands slipped up her body, scraping along her ribs until they cupped her breasts. Jinx moaned into her regulator, the sound magnified in the still waters. Somehow, Matty was able to remove her reg and nibble on Janice’s sensitive neck. She would stop intermittently, to take another breath, but her hands never ceased stroking, squeezing and tenderly fondling Jinx’s breasts.
The lamp hung forgotten in her hand and Jinx was fighting back moans as the tension in her body built. When Matty’s hands disappeared, she assumed they would be heading up to the surface, but instead she felt Matty’s hand slide between her legs.
Janice tensed. She really didn’t like water sex, be it the hot tub or the shower or the pool. For some reason water seemed to “dry her pussy out”, weakening her natural lubricant and making penetration very painful. She assumed the sea would be even worse, but in seconds she gasped when Matty began to work a cold lubricant into her pussy. Soon her entire mound was slick and Matty was pushing more into her on the end of her finger.
She was very gentle and took it very slowly, which only seemed to add to the fires smoldering within Janice’s body. She was groaning and humping against Matty’s hand by the time the instructor was able to get two fingers all the way inside her. It felt so good Jinx shuddered and lost her grip on the lamp. It fell to the sand and clicked off, surrounding them in darkness deeper than any she had ever known.
Matty slowly finger fucked her, while her free hand gently worked over Jinx’s clitoral hood. Jinx was really getting into it, when the hands again disappeared.
She could sense Matty moving behind her, but it was utterly dark and even if she had turned her head she wouldn’t have been able to see anything. She felt the taller girl’s thigh slide between her legs and push against one. It took Jinx a moment, but when she realized what Matty wanted she let her feet slide out in the cool sand, opening herself more. She felt Matty’s hand, locating her entrance and then spreading her lips wide.
Janice yelped, loosing her regulator when she felt something smooth and blunt press to her entrance. Her hand shot up and caught her reg, placing it back in her mouth as she felt the thick dildo expanding her tunnel, sending shivers of delight through her body. She nearly lost her reg again when it began to vibrate adding to the growing tension she could feel building inside her.
Matty began to plunge the vibe into Janice’s pussy, with long, deft strokes. She twisted as she drove, making sure the long shaft brushed Jinx’s clit again and again. Janice was in heaven. Surrounded by warm water, her feet on soft sand, no sound but her own whimpers and the bubbles from her reg, total darkness. With her ears and eyes and nose deprived of stimuli, it seemed her body became even more aware of the signals of pleasure from her pussy.
She could feel every rib and knob on the thick toy below the smooth tip. She could feel every bump and ridge on Matty’s aureoles where they pressed into her back, each subtle caress of the tall girl’s fingers over her clit and upper lips. She was so zoned in on the sensation that her orgasm took her by surprise. Her inner muscles clamped down on the toy and then exploded into shuddering contractions, each one sending pulses of pleasure shooting into her head.
Jinx moaned and cried out as the fantastic waves crested higher and higher. Each sensation seemed to be stark, but at the same time melded into the whole. Jinx had lost her regulator when she cried out and she was so enthralled in her orgasm she forgot and tried to breathe in. Water filled her mouth and nose and she began to cough and splutter. Panic welled up, overriding the pleasure, but before she could really comprehend what was happening Matty shoved her reg back into her mouth. Jinx purged it of water and inhaled deeply. After a few more breaths she had cleared her lungs of water and the ripples of her orgasm had tailed away, leaving her spent.
She was clumsy and offered little help as Matty got her BCD back on. She vaguely heard the insistent beep from her lover’s dive computer as Matty located the lamp and clicked it back on. Jinx was still having after shocks and before she knew it Matty caught her BCD and kicked vigorously for the surface.
Her fingers seemed fat and didn’t want to work the auto inflate correctly when they broke the surface. Eventually she got her BCD inflated and rolled over onto her back. Matty wrapped her strong legs around Jinx’s waist and they just floated, watching the stars and hearing the surf sing its age old lullaby.
“Welcome to my world,” Matty said at last.
When Jinx had recovered they swam to shore and Matty spread out a beach towel. They wrapped their arms around one another and Matty’s lips found Jinx’s. She could taste the salty sea on Matty’s lips and the sweetness of her mouth when their tongues entwined. They fell to the towel in a heaving, groping tangle. Jinx couldn’t seem to decide what she wanted to touch most, her hands moving from Matty’s long smooth legs, to her soft breasts, to her tight ass and back in a random pattern that was totally dictated by whimsical desire.
They rolled over and over; sometimes she was on top, sometimes Matty; sometimes side by side. Through it all, the torrid kiss never broke nor did the caresses cease; sometimes gentle, sometimes demanding; now here, now there, wherever either of them decided it would feel best.
Matty was on top when she abruptly broke the kiss and raised up on her arms. Her eyes were sparkling in the moonlight and her face was flushed. She quickly reversed herself and buried her face between Jinx’s legs.
Jinx wrapped her arms around Matty’s hips and pulled her downward, until the instructor’s silken lips were only millimeters from Janice’s mouth. Like her lips, Matty’s pussy tasted of sea salt, but that quickly gave way to a flow of the sweetest nectar. Janice licked and sucked voraciously, unable to contain herself.
Where their bodies met the drying water seemed to stick them together, adding a soft tugging sensation as their lovemaking became more animated. She could feel the muscles deep inside her body clenching and releasing. She could also feel the quivering of Matty’s hips and the tensing in her thighs. Jinx sucked the tall girl’s erect clit into her mouth and dusted it with her tongue. Matty moaned and came, her body convulsing as if she were having a seizure. Somewhere in there, Jinx’s own pussy spasmed in delight, and beautiful, perfect waves of bliss shot through her. Jinx found herself on her back, listening to the waves as the aftershocks slowly abated. She could see the dark sky, with the canopy of stars, so distinct here, where everything was dark. A strong sea breeze rustled through the trees, bringing with it a crisp chill that caused her to shiver.
“You’re shivering, let’s get you inside,” Matty whispered.
When they could both walk, they gathered the gear and went back to the house. They showered together and Jinx slept curled up in Matty’s sun bronzed arms.
The longest and hardest walk she ever took was the one from Matty’s beat up little car to the international pier. Jinx was walking on air the entire rest of the trip and though she didn’t notice, nothing else bad happened. Her bad luck, it seemed, had finally run out.
Jinx looked at her email with anticipation and dread. She had been back at work a little over a month and now, after all her work, this was the moment of truth. She opened it and read half way down before she squealed in delight and fired off a response.
“What was that for?” Sally said, peering over the divider that separated their cubicles.
“Watch,” Janice said as she hit the button on her mouse.
She hurried off to the shared printer and collected her document, returned to her cubicle and signed it, before handing it to Sally.
“You’re really going to do it, Jinx?”
“She must have some pussy. Can’t imagine you ever taking this kind of chance,” Sally said with a teasing grin.
“It’s a lot more than her pussy,” Jinx said with a smile.
“Yeah, she has a nice rack too I bet,” Sally said.
She was making light, but Jinx could sense she was upset or sad or something.
“Do you think I’m making a mistake?” Jinx asked seriously.
Sally came around and gave her a big hug, before looking her in the eye while holding her.
“No honey, I think you’re doing the right thing. I just hate to see you go, but I’m thrilled for you. I wish I could meet someone like Matty. Besides, with the number of hours you spend on the phone with her, you’ll be in the poor house soon if you don’t go.”
“She pays for all the calls.”
“I didn’t know scuba instructing paid that well.”
It was Jinx’s turn to laugh.
“Her dad owns two banks, the one I got a job at, in fact. She doesn’t instruct because she needs to, she teaches because she loves diving and loves imparting her wonder to others.”
“Well, you sure fell in love with it. Maybe I should let her show it to me?”
“We’ll be glad to have you, you know that. Just don’t let her take you night diving.”
“If she ever shows you that world, you’ll never want to come back,” Jinx said with a dreamy grin on her face.