The time had finally arrived. Alex Adams had retired from his job in the high-pressure world of pharmaceutical sales, sold his house, and was making a life-changing move to the island of Maui. He was moving to the western side of the island near Napili and Kapalua, about ten miles north of Lahaina. Alex was forty-nine.

He had vacationed in Maui regularly for the past twenty years, visiting every two to three years, rotating between his timeshare resort in Kona and the Mayan Riviera. Six months prior, he had been in Napili and purchased a new home under construction in an “active adult community.” Most of the homes were smaller, three- and two-bedroom homes with two baths, and he had purchased a two-bedroom house with an open floor plan. It was just over 1,000 sqft.

Alex had dedicated his life to his job, was highly successful, but after twenty-five years of calling on doctors, giving away free samples, doing lunchtime presentations, and managing his sales team, he had become bored. He needed a change, and more importantly, he craved something creative. And a change of scenery.

He never married or had children but always seemed to have an attractive girlfriend. Thanks to his high salary and lucrative bonuses, Alex was able to save and invest well. When he moved to Maui, he had a net worth over three million dollars. While he did not need to work in retirement due to his twenty-five-year company pension and investments, he planned to get a part-time job after he settled into his new home.

**

Over the first six months in Napili, Alex had picked up a part-time job, was taking several art classes, joined a men’s civic group, and a golf and tennis (pickleball) club. Alex worked at a grocery store, stocking shelves and checking out customers at the register. His high school and college jobs were in grocery stores, so he felt extremely comfortable in that environment. He enjoyed it because he could meet different people, chat with the customers, etc. It was the total opposite of his stressful sales and management job.

Alex was filling his bucket creatively at the community art center. He had taken several series of classes of pottery, jewelry making, sketching, and had found he had a real talent for oil painting. His teacher, an eighty-something-year-old Hawaiian woman, Lisa-Lani, encouraged him to take her advanced class.

At the third advanced class, Lisa-Lani said they would be painting a real person, or what she called a “life form.” She then introduced her granddaughter, Kahlua. She had been sitting off to the side, so the students were surprised to see her in her traditional hula outfit, complete with a grass skirt and a coconut shell bikini top.

“Aloha,” said the granddaughter as she took the stage. The students repeated the greeting. “I’m a proud sixth generation Hawaiian and hula is passed down from generation to generation. My grandmother taught my mother, and my mother taught me.”

Lisa-Lani explained to the artists that they would be painting Kahlua as she posed. She then went on to introduce her six students to her granddaughter. When she got to Alex, she said, “He’s new to the island. And he’s single.”

This caused a few chuckles from his fellow students, but he saw Kahlua smile. “I apologize, my tutu (grandma) is always trying to find me a man,” she joked. “She must like you.”

Alex’s eyes scanned the Hawaiian beauty up and down. Kahlua looked to be average height of about five-six, a curvy size six-eight, and had shoulder length deep brown hair and brown eyes. Her gorgeous face featured an amazing smile, almond-shaped eyes, and full natural lashes and brows. He noted that Kahlua had an hourglass shape and hips for hula. As he looked at her a second time, he was unsure of her age. He guessed about forty years old.

Over the next hour Kahlua would hold her pose for about five minutes, adjust her angle slightly, and hold the pose again. Students were encouraged to come up closer to view the details of her hula outfit. About halfway through the session, Alex went up to the stage to get a better look at the details in her outfit.

As he looked at her headdress, she said, “I just figured it out. You work at Trade Winds Market in Napili, right?”

Alex smiled, “Yes, I do. Is that why you look familiar? Have you come through my register?”

Kahlua confirmed that she had, and that she helps with her grandparents and other elderly ohana (family) members in the mornings before she goes to work at the Hyatt Regency, where she works as the Senior Concierge. She picks up groceries, takes them to doctor appointments, etc.

Alex returned to his easel to continue painting but kept noticing that every time he looked up to see the model, Kahlua was looking at him. About the fifth time, he locked eyes with her for a moment, smiled, and gave her an exaggerated wink. She grinned and quickly winked back.

When the hour was up, the students revealed their paintings, and Alex’s was one of the best. Unlike the other students who had painted her whole body, head to toes. Alex started at mid-thigh and went up to her headdress. This allowed him to paint more details in her outfit, and facial features like her eyes, nose, and mouth on the 18x24 canvas. In the upper right corner, Alex had named it “Island Princess,” and right below had written “Kahlua.”

After cleaning up his work area, Alex stalled before leaving as he hoped to talk with Kahlua. When she returned, she had changed into her Hyatt uniform of a khaki skirt, heels, and a green luau print shirt.

“May I walk you out to your car?” he asked.

She smiled, “Yes, I’d like that.”

In the short walk, Kahlua asked Alex several questions, learning he had moved to Napili after living the past twenty-five years in Oak Valley, one of California’s premier wine regions. She also shared that she was forty-seven years old.

“You’re kidding,” he said. “You can pass for forty.”

She credited her youthful appearance to several things: she ate a healthy diet with a lot of fish, she drank a lot of water daily, she moisturized due to the sunshine in Hawaii, and, she said, “I’ve been blessed with good genes.”

By the time they reached her car, Alex had her phone number, and they made plans to go to dinner on Saturday. They hugged each other goodbye, and Kahlua surprised him with a light kiss on the cheek.

**

The two met at the restaurant for dinner and their conversation was flowing well, both sharing more information about their lives. Like Alex, she had never been married and did not have children.

“I never found ‘the one.’ I had several serious relationships in the past, but all had a major flaw,” she said.

“Believe me, I understand,” Alex said. “I was engaged once.”

“Oh, wow. If I may, what happened?” Kahlua asked.

“She cheated,” he said. “It was painful. I didn’t date for two years, but that was almost twenty years ago.”

Changing the subject, Kahlua asked what his plans were for the following day, and if he’d like to go for a hike to Pua’a Ka’a Falls. She explained that it was an easy one-mile hike to the twenty-foot waterfall.

As dinner progressed, he learned more about her career at the resort. She started as a front desk clerk while in college, was an assistant manager for a few years, and then moved into the concierge position. “It’s a combination of public relations and customer service all rolled into one. I’ll book adventures for guests, dinner reservations, give suggestions for day trips, and answer a lot of questions,” she said.

During this time, the two loosened up, and they started to flirt with each other. At one point, Alex reached across the table and held her hand for a moment, rubbing the top of her hand with his thumb, and gave her a light squeeze before letting go of her hand.

They made plans for Alex to pick her up at her house for their hike to the waterfall. Kahlua reminded him to wear a swimsuit, and to bring a small towel, sunscreen, and water.

The evening ended with a short hug and a passionate kiss. And a second kiss. And then a third kiss. Their tongues slowly intertwined together in a sensual manner. Both had smiles as they finally broke from the last kiss.

“That was nice,” said Kahlua.

“It was better than nice,” he said. “I better go now.”

Kahlua smiled, “That’s a good idea.”

**

As they were halfway through their hike, Alex couldn’t help but notice Kahlua’s lovely butt. She wore short nylon shorts over her bikini bottom and a tank top made of a quick drying performance fabric. As they walked and talked the flirting escalated and he gave her butt a few playful light whacks.

After the third whack, she stopped on the path, turned around, and with Alex just inches from her she puckered up for a kiss. As their lips met her hand rubbed and squeezed his semi-erect cock causing him to moan.

“Every time you smack my ass I’m going to squeeze your cock,” she said in a serious tone.

Alex smiled, laughed, and began slapping her ass with both hands as they kissed more passionately. She stroked his manhood over his shorts.

They continued their hike when they reached a sign that read “Upper Falls 1.0 Mile. Advanced Trail.”

Kahlua told him, “You’re in great shape, you can easily do this trail. Most people go to the lower falls.”

Alex was in prime shape for a man of his forty-nine years. He had an athletic build on his six-foot two-inch frame. He had light brown hair, kissed by the sun, and chestnut brown eyes. He went to the gym three or four days a week and was enjoying the hills near his house for mountain biking.

The two proceeded on the advance trail and passed another couple heading back down. According to that couple, no one else was at Upper Falls. Soon they rounded a corner, and Alex laid his eyes on the falls for the first time.

The waterfall was thirty-foot tall, and the pond was about the size of an Olympic size swimming pool. The small pond was encircled by lush plants, palm trees, and colorful native flowers such as birds of paradise, plumeria, and hibiscus.

“This is place is beautiful,” he said.”

“C’mon, let’s get in the water,” she told him.

He watched her remove her tank top and then her running shorts. He was shocked to see her green bikini bottoms were a thong-style on the back, barely covering her lovely ass.

“Nice suit,” he said.

She turned, “I’m glad you like it. I don’t wear it often,” she said as she adjusted the thin fabric across her hips. That was when he saw her small camel toe was visible.

They slowly walked into the small pond area, being careful due to the rocks. After they both had dipped underwater and cooled off, they embraced and shared several kisses. And, once again, Kahlua teased his manhood by simulating her jacking off his cock.

“You better stop that, or I’ll take you right here,” he said.

She looked him in the eyes, “Follow me.”

Kahlua swam toward the falls and climbed over several small boulders and through the waterfall. She was now standing behind the waterfall on a small ledge. Alex followed, not knowing what was behind the waterfall. Once he stood up, she initiated another kiss and again rubbed his dick. Kahlua pointed out that the waterfall acted as curtain, so nobody could see them.

She then kneeled, pulled down his swimsuit, and stroked his cock. She slowly licked his shaft several times before taking his cock into her warm wet mouth causing it to grow. As she held his cock with one hand, the other untied her bikini top allowing her perfect 34D tits free. Kahlua had silver-dollar size areolas and hard nipples the size of a macadamia nut. For a woman her age, she had firm and perky boobs since she never had children.

Alex reached down and caressed one breast as she continued to bob on his cock. His fingers zeroed in on her nipple and teased her with a few pinches and pulls, causing her to moan.

After a minute, she stood up, turned around, bent over, and put both hands on the rock wall. She looked over her shoulder and Alex was already stepping up to her stroking his meat. He rubbed his large mushroom head up and down her slit and slowly pushed into her pussy.

“Oh, yes,” she said in a whisper.

He grabbed her curvy hula hips and slowly began fucking her. She looked over her shoulder and told him, “Cum in me.”

Alex wanted this moment to last forever, so he kept a slow, steady pace. It had been well over a year since his last sexual experience, and he was taking in all the details. Mist from the waterfall was starting to lightly cover their bodies, and he noticed the white noise of the waterfall.

He loved the feeling of her warm, wet kitty around his cock, and he couldn’t believe how tight she was. After several minutes, he gave her ass a moderate smack.

“Yes!” said Kahlua. “Fuck me hard and fast. I’m close.”

He doubled down on his grip on her hips and started to slam into her, his balls smacking her clit as he bottomed out. “Oh, baby, you’re so tight. I’m going to explode. Cum with me!”

Ten seconds later Kahlua’s pussy spasmed and clamped down on his cock as she started her climax. He kept pounding her as he too was about to orgasm.

“Cum in me. Give me your jizz!” she exclaimed.

Between the great fuck and the sound of the waterfall they were in their own world. She reached under her pussy and tickled his balls. This set off a chain reaction.

“I’m cumming!” yelled Alex.

“Me too!” she yelled as she was at the peak of her climax, her legs shaking, her hands planted firmly on the rock wall.

Alex buried his cock deep into her pink papaya and held her ass tightly against his body. He blasted several ropes of spunk in her honey pot. Their heavy breathing and gasping for air were all they could hear over the waterfall. Neither moved as they savored their orgasms and the physical high.

Finally, as his cock began to shrink and exit, he let go of her. She stood up and they kissed again. “Our first time. How memorable,” she said with a smile.

Kahlua reached down to her pussy, dipped two fingers into herself, and then sucked her fingers clean. “Mmmm, I love the taste of sex,” she teased. She did it again, this time offering her fingers to Alex, and he sucked her digits clean.

Oblivious to the outside world they slowly fixed their swimsuits and made their way out from behind the waterfall, with Alex leading the way. After both were safely in the pond, they turned to swim back to their backpacks when they saw another couple. A young late-twenties couple waved, acknowledging them.

When Alex and Kahlua reached the other side, the girl told them, “We couldn’t see anything, but it sounded hot as hell.”

Kahlua blushed. “You should try it.”

The young woman replied, “We plan on it.”

**

As Alex drove his open-air four-door Jeep Wrangler down the mountain they discussed stopping for lunch when he threw out the option of going to his house and grilling some fish from the market.

“Oh, I love that idea,” Kahlua said. “You can cook for me, and I get to see your place.”

Half an hour later they walked into his house through the garage. He gave her a quick tour of his two-bedroom home, and Kahlua noticed a collection of family photos displayed on a bookcase.

Alex said, “That’s my siblings and their families. Andy is on the left and Abby on the left.”

“Wow, you have four nephews and two nieces,” she commented.

“Yes, they each have two boys and one girl, just like the three of us,” he said, referring to his siblings.

After lunch, they sat on the couch while light music played in the background. Kahlua was complimenting Alex on his furniture and decorations, saying she was glad to see he didn’t do the stereotypical Hawaiian theme that you see in a lot of homes, especially vacation rentals.

“Actually, Abby picked out all of my furniture as she is an interior designer,” Alex said. “And I purposely told her not to do a Hawaiian vibe.”

**

The new couple texted, talked, and saw each other when they could the next couple of weeks, and having sleepovers when they could. Both worked irregular hours so it was sometimes difficult, but both could “drop in” at the other's work for a surprise visit. Alex would often arrive with fresh flowers for Kahlua, which would always catch the eye of her co-workers.

For their one-month anniversary, Alex took Kahlua to a nice dinner at Merriman’s in Kapalua. He had reserved the best table on the patio, with the perfect view of the sunset. After dinner, as they finished their bottle of wine, he invited her back to his home. “And I’ll make you breakfast in the morning,” he said.

Kahlua’s eyebrows went up, “And what did you have in mind for this evening?”

**

Alex and Kahlua were passionately kissing as they lay side by side on his bed, both naked. Their hands were roaming every square inch of the others body when he moved down the bed and spread her legs open. She adjusted the pillow under her head so she could get an unobstructed view.

He kissed her inner thighs, and all over her pubic area and lower tummy. Alex licked up and down her slit several times before spreading her lips with two fingers revealing her glossy pink love tunnel. He probed his tongue deep and wiggled his tongue as if he were French kissing her pussy. As he removed his tongue, he replaced it with a finger, and his tongue went north in search of her pleasure nub. Kahlua twitched when he lightly touched her clit. His tip slowly circled her pearl while his finger slowly went in and out.

“Ohhh, yes,” she moaned. “Suck it.”

Alex followed her instructions and softly began slurping and sucking on her sensitive nub, which was now twice its non-aroused size. He felt her hands on the sides of his head as he sucked in a methodically fashion. Her hips were rising, pressing into his mouth as she continued to mumble various sounds, from “ohh,” to “ahh,” and “yes.”

While enjoying herself, she did not want to climax yet, so she suggested they switch places. “I’ll lick and suck you for a bit, and then I want you to make long, slow, passionate love to me,” she said seductively.

She pulled out all her tricks as she went down on her man of one month. Licking, sucking, and stroking his cock, she used her tongue to tease his balls and mushroom head. Kahlua was sucking his balls and teasing his head by just using three fingers, lightly going up and down on his helmet.

“I’m going to nut if you keep doing that,” he whispered. “Ride me in reverse cowgirl to start.”

Kahlua lowered herself down on his throbbing manhood as he lightly held her hips. She began rocking on his cock and Alex was enjoying the view of her fine ass, especially her tight starfish. She had her hands on his knees, bracing herself as he started to thrust to meet her motions. After four or five minutes she surprised him by spinning around while keeping his cock in her tight pussy.

Alex loved having Kahlua in cowgirl so he could suck on one breast while caressing the other with his hand and letting his fingers toy with her nipples. He loved how he could pinch as hard as he could and not faze her. She soon sat up tall in the saddle, her hands up over her head, and her tits jiggling as she rode his love muscle.

He was enjoying the view, but it wasn’t the slow love making that he was envisioning for the evening. They moved into a modified missionary position, with Alex on his knees, and her legs wrapped around his waist. He slowed the tempo and was looking down at his beautiful girlfriend when he realized he was falling in love with her. He had to consciously work to not let those words escape from his mouth, as he felt it was too soon to drop the “L” word.

His cock was slowly going in and out of her juicy papaya when he licked his thumb and began lightly rubbing her clit. This caused Kahlua to moan again. About every ten thrusts he’d pull out and slap his thick seven inches on her magic button, before thrusting deep again.

Alex could feel his orgasm building and started going faster and harder. She knew exactly what was happening and began encouraging her lover.

“Cum for me, baby! Let it go! Enjoy it!” she told him.

He continued his assault on her kitty and was about ready to erupt like a dormant volcano when he pulled out and sprayed his white lava all over her torso and tits. The ropes of spunk were easy to see on her native Hawaiian skin tone.

As he finished surveying his streaks of jizz he made eye contact with Kahlua. She had a large smile on her face and her hands were now rubbing his cum all over her body.

Alex moved to her side and kissed her before she nuzzled into his arm and chest. He then kissed the side of her head.

“What are you thinking?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” he said quickly. “I’m still light-headed.”

After a couple minutes of silence, Kahlua asked again, “What are you thinking?”

“Don’t freak out, but I’m falling in love with you,” he said.

THE END of ISLAND PRINCESS