Diana and I held hands the entire breakfast and rarely broke eye contact. I wanted to look into those big blues for the rest of my days. "How is the f...ood?" "Fantastic. You've outdone yourself, Diana." "Thank you, sweetie." We leaned towards each other and kissed. "It's the least I can do for the amazing sex we've been having. I have to keep you well fed so you can fuck my brains out really good." "You naughty girl." When we finished up with breakfast we sat in the kitchen and talked for a bit.. I suspected they were cheating a bit when they brought me a family-sized house salad, family-sized ginger salad, and an equally large Miso soup. One of the waiters already had a look of victory in his face. The manager noticed what the staff pulled, but didn’t comment.Elena can deal with their staff trying to “fix” these contests in the resort’s favor.The others had ordered one of each of the appetizers to try. I waited for my challenge food since the salads and soup couldn’t count per the. She looked at me kind of quizzically and then it dawned on her. She smiled even bigger and then dropped her pencil. Before I knew it, she bent down to pick it up and I knew she was looking under the table at the bulge in my pants. There was no hiding it.When she came up her eyes were huge and her smile had changed. This wasn't mischief any more. She now knew that she had the power to effect men, and more importantly, me. She was quiet for a few moments. She didn't know if she should drop the. I remember it well because that was the exact moment when Ally and Pete Weston had pushed open the door, half naked and intent upon doing the same thing, only to see Jason spray his load all over my surprised face. I’m hardly shy or bashful, but in that kind of situation I think anyone would become speechless for a time. I hadn’t known Ally all that well at the time, but she only laughed, and truth be told, it was a bonding experience. Ally was a rich bitch, but she wasn’t some cunt. She wasn’t.