1. Aloha Means Hello and Goodbye


    Date: 6/1/2016, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: Sssh, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    in traditional attire. That meant that he only wore a lawa-lawa, which was the equivalent of a Speedo, and a kihei, which was a type of cloak that covered up part of his torso. I’d been surprised to see him in this outfit, given that most of the men here merely wore loud print shirts and board shorts. My thoughts went back to him again, but I figured he’d probably already gotten off his shift and gone home. I wasn’t sure that I’d be good company anyway. I was a bit shocked when a few minutes later, he came out to the bar. He sat down on a barstool and started talking to the bartender. He caught my eye at one point, and I smiled at him. A group of about ten revelers came in. Of course, it was an even number of guests, and I was sure that they were all honeymooners. The bartender was swamped, and I waited patiently for whatever my next drink was going to be. The man in the traditional Hawaii dress came over carrying a large fruity drink. “Did you order the blackberry vodka sangria?” I nodded. “I guess so. The bartender is just supplying me with fruity drinks for the evening.” He shrugged. “It’s nice to have a theme for the night.” He sat down without being asked. “Long day, and I’d rather not be at the bar with all of the party crowd. Otherwise, I’ll be running errands for them all night for no tips.” I looked at him. “Should I be tipping you for the drink?” “Nah, let me hide out here for a bit, and we’ll call it even, okay?” I nodded. The sun had begun to dip beyond the ...
    horizon now, and the sky had dimmed to a deeper shade of purple. The effect was amazing. I felt almost mellow here. He followed my gaze to the sunset and smiled. “Not too bad, eh?” I smiled at him. “It’s better than the hazy sunsets we get on the coat,” I admitted. The bar area had cleared out somewhat, but I wasn’t sure where they’d all gone. My companion got a beer for himself and returned. “I’m Luka by the way. We met earlier when I brought you dinner. Going solo tonight?” “You could say that. I’m here with a friend. She’s out for some last night partying, and I decided to take it easy. I’m Jade, by the way.” I held out a hand, and he shook it. His grip was firm and the skin was smoother and less worn that I’d expected. He eyed the drinks. “Doesn’t look like you’re taking it too easy,” he smiled. “Just something to keep me occupied. I’m pacing myself. I don’t want a hangover for the flight home tomorrow.” He rolled his eyes. “Those are the worst.” Looking at him now, I could see more of his body. His skin tone was dusky, only a few shades darker than most of the tanned tourists in the area. His torso was smooth and firm. He obviously worked out, and it showed. His pecs, or what I could see of them, were rounded and defined. He had black tufts of hair under each arm. His legs were another matter. He had the defined calves and thighs of a surfer, but they were covered in thick black hair, the opposite of his upper body. Having had just enough to drink to lose some reserve, I ...
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