Ah yes, this is exactly what the doctor ordered. Stepping off of the plane into paradise, I inhale taking a deep breath, not able to stop the smile that spreads to my lips. My mind instantly fills with all of the wonderful things ahead...relaxation, palm trees, blue skies, sun and sand. The island heat and humidity already permeate the inside of the airport and I'm here for it...all!

My best friend and motorcycle club VP Devin, and his fiancée Nicole, decided on a destination wedding on the beautiful island of Grenada. They wanted to keep the wedding small and intimate so it's just family and some close friends. In a few months, they're planning a big celebration, that'll be the polar opposite from all of this. First of all, it'll be at our MC clubhouse. Most of the MC didn't come or should I say, weren't invited. They didn't want a bunch of cussing and drinking hooligans at their wedding, so I get it. Plus, from what I hear about Nic's mom, it's for the best. Those fools don't know how to act most of the time.

My hotel suite is nothing short of first class...it exudes luxury and money. Floor to ceiling windows surround the entire suite and overlook the beach with the bluest water I've seen in a long time. Nicole's parents are footing all of this...the private plane down, you name it, so I plan to live it up to the fullest. Since the bride and groom want us to all have dinner together tonight, I'm going to jump into the massive shower that I own for a while and then chill on my balcony with some of that expensive scotch that I spotted in the living room. I pull out a pair of khaki shorts along, a light blue linen button down and sneakers, so I hopefully don't look too hood for Nicole's mom. 

The sweet fragrance of tropical flowers hit my senses, immediately as I step off the elevator into the open-air lobby. I take it all in, glancing around at the marble walls, luscious plants, and massive waterfall. It really is a stunning sight.

Striding towards the restaurant, my eyes land on the hostess standing at the entrance. She breaks out into a beautiful grin and...damn...these Grenadian women are hot! Her curves are screaming at me...full hips and luscious tits; maybe we can hook up later.

Stop it bruh, just no, no and NO!

Remember the talk you had with yourself...you know...the one about not throwing your dick around the island? Chill man.

She greets me with a sexy accent, "Good evening handsome. Dinner for one?"

I smile back at her, "Good evening, and no, I'm with the Harrison party."

She smiles and proceeds to guide me to the group. My eyes immediately slip down to watch her round sexy ass sway in that dress, and I think my dick wants to stand up and applaud.

My eyes are stuck on her like glue. Maybe, just maybe I'll consider throwing it around...just once. I mean, what can I say, I appreciate a shapely woman.

She looks up at me, leaning in to get close as I reach for the chair to sit beside Devin, "I certainly hope I'll be seeing you around." Throwing me a wink she swings back around to walk away, and I swing back around to watch that ass once again.

Greeting everyone, I hear Devin, "Damn man, it hasn't even been 24 hours on the island and look at you!"

Rolling my eyes, I take a quick survey around the table and there, sitting beside Nicole's mother, is the most gorgeous woman I've ever seen. She glances at me, does a double take and smiles while listening to Nic's mom say something to her. Well, well now, I think this trip may be taking a slightly interesting turn.