Chapter 5 The Kiss

Chapter 5. The Kiss.

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POV: Mathews;

"Happiness is my objective. I can be happy with any of you ladies, but only one of you will succeed in doing so. It helps, you know, and I love being careless occasionally. As a result of my lower level of shyness, I get to experience more of the benefits that you ladies like giving to men," Seeing Rita, Mathews grinned, and said, "I love you, Brenda." Rita flushed and lowered her head to lay in wait.

"We're aware of you men. No matter what, there will always be opportunities to kiss passionate light-skinned women. For those of us who are darkly beautiful, what plans do you have?" Thuany laughed and added, "Aren't we sweet, or what exactly do we lack?" Her naked shoulder could be seen for her black silk hair left uncovered, laying on her back.

She had a dark tint that perfectly complimented her shape from her head to toe, as I noticed when I gazed at her intently. All of her clothing, including her inner pants, were black, which led me to believe that she preferred the color.

"Oh, don't get me wrong, sweetie. Regardless of color, I adore everything that touches my eyes," Mathews remarked, checking to see if his compliments towards her offended Brenda, "You are lovely too, dear." Thankfully, she responded in line with his wishes. Brenda turned to the ground, feeling hurt by what he said. Have you ever noticed that women feel envious of the tiniest things that we ignore? Everything counts to a woman, and that included, Brenda.

"Oh, my goodness, Mathews is romantic," Kethellen approached him and commented, "I'm dying to talk to him." Anything she mentioned Mathews, Brenda heard, and that made her focus on her. She was unable to observe any women interact with him freely. I now think that there is such a thing as love at first sight. She quickly came up with a suitable strategy to hinder her from getting close to Mathews.

"Who is Matthews? Does he look handsome? Could you please provide me additional details about him?" Brenda asked, smiling, "Can you identify him among these lovely gentlemen?" Brenda caught Kethellen's attention as she grinned at her. She whispered to her while lowering her voice and obstructing the others' hearing with her hands. They assert that walls have ears, and Kethellen believed so.

"The man positioned between Leandro and Ronaldo. Don't you find his seductive eyes appealing? Just look at his face, and you can thank me afterward. Every time he speaks, he mentions your name, and I have no idea what the chemistry is between the two of you. I noticed you giving him a passionate kiss; is he sweet?" Kethellen questioned jealously. Within a few seconds of Kethellen and Brenda's conversation, Mathews dashed from his place. Happily, her plan was successful. She felt delighted for the fact that Mathews seemed to like her, and had mentioned that he admired her.

"Mm... I'll think about your advice, dear Kethellen," Brenda said, hoping to get rid of her,

"Leandro is passionate, but he exudes such innocence. I'm unsure if we can be ideal lovers. If he was a womanizer or someone with countless female interests, I would adore him even more. I'm a little concerned because of how intent he is. If anything occurs, it will be for the best, I'm not judging," Thuany reasoned.

With the breeze from the sea, they stood by the pool and enjoyed themselves. The most perplexing aspect was the working eyes. As one eye fixed itself on Thuany, the other fixed on Brenda, and the rivalry persisted. The eyes find it difficult to decide between two lovely women. Sadly, one eye always chooses correctly, albeit with the wrong eye. Woe to you if you follow the wrong choice. Unfortunately, the majority lay on the wrong side.

Brenda said, laughing broadly, "Let's play game pals." Everyone smiled and applauded when they thought of her pleasing idea. For such a great event, her suggestion was perfect. The ladies were apprehensive when they learned about the game, but their love for the guys kept them going.

"A game? What sort of game do you recommend we play, sweetheart?" Mathews inquired. Igor served himself by cracking open a new bottle of wine. Presumably, because no one was currently asking for more cocktails, he enjoyed it when drunk. He sipped it carefully while fervently sweeping his eyes across the women.

"Yes, that thing you have in your arms will do," Brenda responded, referring to the scuff that Mathews held in his arms.

"Ah, I see darling. All the women will continuously kiss the man who will be bound by the eyes, and when they are done, the man will reveal which lady kissed him," Looking at Brenda, Mathews remarked, "Isn't that interesting?" Kethellen was particularly irritated by Mathews' focus on Brenda. She cheerfully reacted to get his attention as well.

"Indeed, my love, that is fantastic. It will be spectacular if we start the game with you," said Kethellen, grabbing the scuff from his arms. She took an unexpected action that astonished Mathews, but he couldn't assess it negatively because he couldn't trace what she was trying to accomplish. Most likely, he had an understanding of how women behave when their feelings are injured. Have you ever considered how willing women are to go to any lengths for the love of their lives? Kethellen was that lady.

"Do you think I'll be happier if we just kiss? If we could interact with the gentleman in an advanced way, that would be preferable to me," To draw Mathews' attention back to her, Brenda remarked, "I would be thrilled to caress him too." It was successful.

"Wow, darling, that's remarkable," Mathews said and added, "You are intelligent."

"Who goes first?" Rita asked, grabbing the scuff from Kethellen, "The first person to start it, in my opinion, will be... Mathews!" She chained him without his consent. As soon as possible, the game began.

Thuany gave him the first kiss. From her stance, she made a romantic movement toward him as she swayed her waist continuously. When she got closer, she pushed him forward while holding his beard with her right hand. Their lips first made contact, and lustful yearning was instantly sparked within them, causing their mouths to salivate. The lips and tongue of Thuany were also soft and tender. She had applied a familiar lotion, and he could smell it. Her breasts remained far from his chest, but with a valid reason. She tugged his lips gently and released them back to their position. As she turned around to leave, the onlookers applauded her.

Kethellen gave the second kiss. When she witnessed Thuany kissing him so passionately, she began to feel envious. She quickly left her place, grinning, and gave him a back hug. She turned to face him, allowing her pointed nipples to gently contact his chest. Furthermore, she gently caressed his chest with her nails. Their lips entwined, and kissing sounds could be heard within seconds. Brenda felt dissatisfied and cursed herself for suggesting the game. She finally let his lips go and returned, feeling better. She had at least exacted revenge for her emotional injury.

Brenda gave the final cuddle. She moved over to him and took hold of his shoulder, after opening her chest and exposing her breast. She gently clutched his chest and allowed her warm, soft breasts to rest against his. With Brenda, Mathews had a different feeling. His body started to tremble, and his body temperature increased. Strong chills ran down his spine, followed by an instantaneous sense of relief. More than anyone else, her kiss captured his attention. Brenda gave him a passionate kiss while placing one hand on his chest, and the other one on his shoulder. She kissed him and then followed the suite.

Taking off the scuff from his eyes, Devi continued, "Let's see whether he will be able to recognize the lovely kisses."

Mathews pointed at Brenda and said, "The nicest kiss was from you, Brenda. The first kiss was from Thuany, and the second one was from Kethellen. I'm I right?" All clapped joyously.

"Oh, my goodness, this girl seems to win every time!" remarked Rita, incensed by his comments.