Ruckus at the ladies room
Aryana went to the restroom and changed into ripped jeans and a white tee shirt and put on her sneakers. She applied gloss on her lips and then dabbed powder on her face. She removed the band from her hair and let them tumble down and frame her face.
She heard the door open and closed and was shocked to see Antonio.
"This is a ladies rest room." She said in a panicked voice.
"Aww sorry, I thought this is the men's room. I guess I need to visit an ophthalmologist." He said in a deep voice while scanning her body.
"Why did you change? You looked better in your beach clothes." He started approaching her.
"That's none of your business," Aryana said as she started backing up until her back hit the wall.
Antonio was encroaching on her personal space. He tucked a loose strand of her hair behind her ear and trace the outline of her face with the back of his hand.
Aryana stiffened. She recovered from her initial shock and pushed him hard but he did not bulge. He pulled her close and forced his lips on hers.
Aryana's eyes widened. She pursed her lips and was frantically pushing him away from her. She was about to bite his lips when he let her go.
She slapped him across the face with all her strength. "Pervert!" She shouted. Her eyes darted to the door but he blocked her way so she decided to run back to the farthest cubicle and locked herself inside.
'Marlon will definitely look for me if I don't get back.' This thought comforted her a little.
She leaned on the cubicle and try to calm herself. She realized how defenseless she was. She promised herself that she will learn martial arts the moment she gets back from this trip.
She fumbled for her phone but there was no one in her contacts except for two numbers which she did not recognize.
She heard Antonio laugh. "Quite a tigress, huh? That really hurts Baby! You have to make up for that."
Aryana did not make any sound. She could hear her heart doing a drum roll. She was scared but tried to keep calm. She waited for some time and then she heard the door open and closed.
'He must have gotten out.' She thought.
Aryana got out of the cubicle and hurried towards the door but was shocked at what she saw.
Antonio, his back was on the door, his chest exposed and Denise licking his bare chest.
He winked at her. "I am no pervert. I just can't help it when women throw themselves on me."
"Denise stop! What's wrong with you? Don't you have any dignity? You came here with your boyfriend!" Aryana was trying to knock some sense into Denise by shouting at her.
Denise threw her an icy glare. "Mind your own business." She said and resumed what she was doing.
"Let me out you perverts." she fumbled at her phone inside her purse and dialed the first number on her contact without her knowing. The call connected.
"I want to go out. What you do is none of my business. You're blocking my way you shameless perverts. Go, find a private place, and don't do it here. This is the ladies' room for goodness sake!" She shouted with a voice filled with anger and panic.
Antonio laughed. He turned Denise so her back was on him and she was facing Aryana. He started nibbling on her neck and Denise turned sideways to give him more access. She started moaning.
His left hand started kneading her left breast and Denise moaned louder. With his other hand, he lifted the hem of Denise's thin swimsuit cover and started rubbing her private part. Denise's back arched and her butt pressed back on him.
Aryana was too shocked she stood frozen on the spot. Her jaw dropped and cannot believe what she was seeing.
All the time, Antonio's lustful eyes were trained on her.
"Your face is red Darling. I bet you enjoy watching the show huh?" He said in a hoarse voice and then he slipped his hand inside Denise's bikini.
Denise shrieked with delight.
Aryana cannot take it anymore. "Maniac! Perverts! You're both shameless. Denise, I can't believe you'll stoop so low!" She said in a disgusted voice turned around and ran into the farthest cubicle. She put on her earphones and set the volume to maximum to drown the moans and laughter outside.