As Beth watched her friends depart in the minibus, she hoped they would remember to keep her posted. Being in charge of the group's trips meant she missed out occasionally, although cruising bars had never been her scene, and the current adventure to Iceland hadn't changed that.

Everything had gone very smoothly in the first two days. The visits to the hot springs and waterfall at Geysir and Gullfoss, the trip across the glacier in a truck, and the journey to the ice caves had all met expectations, and Beth felt confident that the planned visit to the lagoon would be well received too.

Beth thought the unusual destination for this year's trip had been a fitting way to celebrate the tenth year of the annual island adventure. Iceland in January had raised a few eyebrows when first announced, but nobody appeared to be missing the sun and warmth that previous trips had offered.

The disappearance of Beth's friends on their night out left the reception and bar area of the hotel unusually quiet, meaning the arrival of anyone else felt like an event. Mike had recently checked in, having decided to take a short holiday and revisit a few old haunts from his two previous trips to Iceland.

"Good evening," Mike said as he looked toward Beth, his words prompting a similar response.

"I hope your friends haven't deserted you," Mike said, remembering that he had seen the woman as part of a much larger group at the reception on his arrival.

"I'm the sensible one who gets to be in charge. I'm not sure their nights out are my kind of thing anyway, but as long as they're having fun and are happy, so am I," Beth said, after which she and Mike introduced themselves.

Beth smiled when the conversation turned to how the trip had gone so far. She explained that things couldn't have gone better and hoped the trip to the lagoon scheduled to happen the following day would keep the positivity flowing.

"Fingers crossed it snows for you. I was lucky enough to experience that on a previous winter trip here. It messes with your head a little when the water's hot, but I can still remember everything, even though it was thirty-five years ago," Mike said, seeing a picture of the scene in his head as he spoke.

"We'll all find out tomorrow, I suppose, but whilst the sensible one's always on call, I'm still going to try to make the most of my free time," Beth replied.

Beth didn't elaborate on her definition of using her evening constructively and found Mike's somewhat bemused expression amusing rather than frustrating. Spending so much time with her absent friends had made her forget that some people picked signals up better than others, and sometimes a more direct approach was needed. Beth decided to use a notepad and pen placed on one of the tables by the hotel reception, judging it to be a better plan than waiting for Mike to realise his evening wasn't set to turn out as he'd anticipated.

'You may be a gentleman, but if you don't follow me to my room, I'm going to sulk all night," Beth wrote, at least knowing her message couldn't be misunderstood. It wasn't.

Beth felt sure reading her note had been the first Mike had been aware of her interest in him. It had been a long time since she had needed to resort to similar tactics, but Mike had already shown he was an engaging character and appeared to be someone prepared to go with the flow and see where fate took him. Meanwhile, Mike was just grateful that Beth had communicated how she felt in a clear way he rarely managed.

While Beth was quite happy to take charge of everything, she urged Mike to speak up if she let her desire to make the most of her opportunity cloud her judgment. Mike explained he was happy to place himself in Beth's hands and that as long as she wasn't expecting award-winning performances and laughed with him and not at him, he felt sure they'd find a way to pass the time better than nibbling nuts in the bar.

"I enjoy nibbling nuts, but never in public; you're right," Beth giggled.

Once Beth had led Mike to her room and closed the door behind them, she felt more at ease than she could have imagined. She wasn't sure what had led to this, but she felt driven to take advantage.

"Fancy some push me, pull you?" Beth said, glancing at the wet room with a mischievous smile.

"Only if we can play hippos first," Mike replied, drawing Beth's attention to the pot of mineral-enriched mud that he knew Beth would see again on her visit to the lagoon the next day.

Beth felt Mike's plan sounded perfect, and both responded by stripping off their clothes quickly. Massaging mud into each other's bodies wasn't something they could take seriously, so they didn't.

Although their lower bodies remained mud-free, Beth ensured Mike understood this didn't exclude them from their fun. Not for the first time, Beth felt this was better left to actions, as opposed to words, and she placed Mike's touch between her legs and her hands on his cock with a roar of laughter.

Beth wanted Mike to excite her with his touch before beginning her work on him. Mike understood, and Beth was able to focus on her escalating arousal, which she did with a smile of contentment etched on her face.

"I'm enjoying this if you hadn't guessed," Beth said as Mike increased the intensity and speed of his massage.

With everything happening so fast and unexpectedly, a spontaneous and straightforward act had been elevated to something far better than Beth had dared hope for. It was special for what it was, not for all of the things it wasn't, and Beth knew she needed to bring Mike to the party, too.

Beth felt Mike's massage hitting the right notes perfectly as she pulled excitedly on his cock. She did so to the sound of laughter and giggles, which felt like the most fitting way to celebrate what was happening.

When Mike reached orgasm with a groan, the sensation of his flow hitting her body was sufficient to trigger Beth's climax to a sigh of delight from her lips. It may have owed more to opportunity, setting, and need than other factors, but neither of them cared, and they focused entirely on the excitement of release for as long as it lasted,

Once she and Mike had laughed until it hurt, Beth read the messages left on her phone, and she was pleased to discover others had also been making the most of their evening. Beth's body craved more of whatever Mike could offer, but the reality was that sleep was the order of the day, and both of those who wished it had been otherwise understood this, albeit reluctantly.

***

Although Mike and Beth stuck to their plan to get some sleep, Beth's restlessness meant they weren't entirely successful. Beth rarely spent nights with her head filled with erotic thoughts, and finding herself at the mercy of them was something she confessed to as soon as the new day began.

Mike listened to Beth and apologised for the part he had inadvertently played in her disturbed night. Beth smiled and insisted Mike had nothing to worry about. However, she reminded him that he'd be spending his day with a group of women eager to show off their bodies, and he should expect some playfulness at his expense.

"If they know they can and realise that I understand it's just people letting their hair down, anyone can be as cheeky as they want. I'll be too busy waiting for their friend to say she's taking her work hat off, and she's off duty until the morning to worry," Mike said casually.

"That might be your best answer yet," Beth replied.

On the bus journey to the lagoon, everyone was in high spirits. Beth discovered her friends had been invited to an evening in a private club later that day and that she and Mike were also on the guest list. Beth wouldn't usually have spoken for anyone else without consulting with them, but it was Mike, so she knew he'd be as laid back as ever about it.

"We'll drop by, as I'm up to date with sorting out my high-maintenance group's admin, but Mike will probably need a break from you lot by then, so it will be just a flying visit," Beth explained.

Beth's words were a source of pleasure, not disappointment, to her friends. They knew how much it mattered to Beth that they had as much fun as possible on their adventures and hoped she knew the same was true for her from their perspective.

Once the bus had reached the lagoon, everyone changed into their swimwear. As the group posed beside the water, the bus driver captured the moment with Beth's camera, doing so as snow began to fall.

"Having been lucky enough to have experienced it once before, I've had my fingers crossed that this would happen ever since I knew you were coming here," Mike said as everyone hurried into the hot water and allowed it to reach their chins.

Mike looked at Beth and her friends' smiling faces as the snow piled on their heads. He felt sure that, like him, they would never forget experiencing it for the first time, and it meant the day had already delivered everything he had hoped for.

"Why don't we all stand in a circle and get Mike to lie on his back, ladies, so that we can push him around?" Beth said with a giggle as she stood next to him.

"I'd better keep certain parts myself under the water, or your friends will know who I'm thinking about right now," Mike whispered into Beth's ear, causing a quick re-think.

Beth let herself be passed around the group instead, knowing Mike's warning was another moment she would remember with a smile many times in the future.

Although Beth and Mike would have preferred to take charge of each other's post-bathing rubdown, they were content to imagine it instead as they dressed after leaving the warmth of the lagoon. The invitation to the club meant an early return to the hotel, but nobody felt short-changed or disappointed, and they were all already looking forward to the evening ahead.

Once Beth's friends were ready to travel from the hotel to the club, they were curious about what to expect. Beth had already sought advice discreetly on the matter and had been satisfied that it was well-established and was considered a respectable venue aimed at those who were perhaps more outgoing than others.

Beth felt relaxed and happy about the club's atmosphere and decided that remaining there served no purpose. She and Mike left, eager to enjoy their alternative evening and did so with everyone hoping they would do precisely that.

"We might as well eat something, although you might be more interested in dishes I plan to serve up tonight," Beth whispered as she and Mike told their driver that they would walk back to the hotel after eating and that he should pick the girls up once they'd let him know they were ready to leave the club.

Having eaten, Beth and Mike walked through the streets smiling as sleet fell and the wind began to pick up.

Beth's anticipation of her evening of escapism grew stronger with each step she and Mike took toward the hotel. She knew where Mike's strengths lay in making her feel special, and she felt her proposed selection was realistic while pushing her boundaries in an achievable way.

Once they had returned to their room, Beth kissed Mike's lips. After doing so, she reminded him that while she wanted to explore a few avenues, he should let her know if anything wasn't to his taste or beyond what he felt comfortable attempting.

"You're at a slight advantage in knowing what you have in mind, but I'm sure any surprises will be nice ones," Mike said as he and Beth undressed each other beside the bed.

As soon as they were naked, Beth moved onto the bed, lying in its centre with her legs wide apart. Beth told Mike to kneel between them. Her next instruction to 'kiss me until I scream' needed no further explanation at all.

"Don't tell anyone, but this is probably my favourite," Beth giggled.

"I promise, as long as you keep that it's also one of mine a secret, too," Mike replied,

When Beth's mind drifted while enjoying herself in the lagoon, the picture in her head matched the reality that had begun. Mike had already contributed to making it an unforgettable trip, and the early signs indicated he had a good chance of doing so again.

Mike's rising kisses brought a smile to Beth's lips. as did her joy at placing her trust in someone others might have overlooked. The naivety and lack of bravado that could have been a red flag elsewhere were what appealed to her, and they had been ever since their paths had crossed.

Mike's slow movements and gentle, erotic touch quickened Beth's pulse, and the laughter as his tongue flicked inside her body was her way of confirming he was right on track. Any fears Beth had that Mike might falter disappeared without a trace once his lips began to purse inside her aroused body, and she knew her only task was to urge him to continue in precisely the way he was.

Beth's body was burning with erotic fire as Mike intensified his kisses and held them inside her body. The sounds of pleasure that spilled from Beth's mouth did so as she felt Mike's hands steady her, and the forces gathering within took her racing toward her climax.

Though Beth had voiced her delight through soft sounds of arousal, the wave of energy that crashed through her body triggered a joyful cry. Mike felt inspired by what he heard, and it kept his attention focused as he sought to deliver his best.

Mike maintained his kisses and touch as Beth writhed beneath them, and her laughter mixed with random noises and gasps for breath. The intensity of her climax was something of a shock to Beth but a delightful one, and yet another moment to treasure had been assured.

"It's still one of my favourites, yes," Beth said once she decided she could comment coherently.

Beth savoured her slow descent from the heights of excitement while contemplating her next pleasure. Mike was similarly prepared to listen for the details of it as he moved to hold Beth in his arms.

"I'll let you have a drink before I set you to work again. I'm so kind, aren't I?" Beth laughed.

As soon as they had taken refreshments, Beth asked Mike if he was ready to continue their fun. Mike nodded, uncertain about what might follow, but he saw this as a positive mystery element of the current situation.

Beth informed Mike that she believed their next activity should celebrate their location and help steer her away from her usual choices.

"I remember you joking with me when we were in the lagoon about me suggesting you should lie on your back and how you told me why it wasn't such a good idea. What you said made me giggle, even though I knew you were right.

I've thought about what we might have done if we'd been in a less public place a few times today. Whenever I did, I was surprised by the pictures that came into my head, but I'm sure they must have done so for a reason. I've checked, and we seem to be by ourselves now," Beth said with a smile of mischief.

Beth led Mike into the shower, unsure if he fully understood her intentions. When she asked him to stand behind her and rub the mud from a pot provided as a welcome gift into her back and buttocks, Mike smiled, realising he now knew precisely what was expected of him.

As soon as Mike had begun to smooth mud across her back and buttocks, Beth was transported back to the lagoon in her mind. She wanted to create what she had imagined happening in the water, and she slipped her touch inside her body as Mike's massage made her laugh excitedly.

Mike's hands ran over Beth's back, perfectly combining with her fast fingers and the vivid images in her head. Very few things would have made Beth want to bring something so pleasurable to a close, but the need to make her dream a reality was one of them.

Beth's long gasp of excitement was all Mike needed to tell him she wanted him to rinse the mud from her body. He turned on the water before pressing himself behind her, and Beth felt his cock slip between her buttocks with a long and loud sigh of approval.

Beth's joy at how Mike had brought everything to life deepened as she felt him ease slowly inside her body. Her fingers had helped her to reach a joyful place, but Beth felt sure Mike would take her beyond that, and he did.

Mike's movements took Beth into sweet confusion as she teetered on the brink. Her body twitched, as Mike did likewise, to the sound of a loud groan.

Mike's cock spilled sweetly into Beth's body just as her climax took hold. A moment that felt special to Beth was one she knew might seem irrelevant to others, but neither she nor Mike cared. Beth believed it was the people behind events that made them unforgettable, as opposed to what happened, and finding further evidence to support her view had never been this much fun.

As Beth laughed and cried out with unrestrained joy, the sound of Mike doing similar as his cock spilled freely between her buttocks saw her rubbing her gorged clit with something approaching a frenzy. The way everything had clicked into place in a scene of haphazard inexperience was nothing short of a miracle, even if Beth was too engrossed in making the most of it to dissect what was happening or the unexpected level of pleasure she felt.

Beth made sure she made the most of the intense storms that crashed through her body as laughter echoed around the room. Mike stroked Beth's back once he had nothing else left to give, and he did so for some time until Beth broke the silence with a question she felt Mike would be as unable to answer as she was.

"Where the fuck did that come from?" Beth gasped.

"An island called opportunity, I guess," Mike replied.

Mike and Beth knew they could have explored their desires further but chose to lie in each other's arms. They were still doing so when Beth's friends returned from the club. They arrived with plenty of tales about their evening, but only a text confirming that everyone was back safe and sound felt appropriate to share until morning.

***

Although an evening flight allowed Beth and her friends free time before heading to the airport, nothing had been planned. Securing a late check-out from the hotel ensured that no one had to rush, making breakfast a leisurely affair. Mike and Beth were delighted to discover the visit to the club had been a success and felt confident that more details would emerge over time.

Despite wanting a relaxed atmosphere on the last day of their island adventure, Beth confessed she had to put her group leader's hat on briefly. Everyone knew Beth liked everything to run smoothly, so they waited for reminders to be in the right place at the right time, as everyone needed to make their way to the airport. Beth's friends were right about this, though they were far more surprised by her following announcement, though not nearly as much as Mike was.

"We usually start thinking about our future trips soon after we get home from the last one. I'm sure that will be the case again. I'll have a list for you to pick from once I've put it together, although I'll have to wait for my new assistant to write down which islands he's visited first, which we'll do whilst you're chilling out this morning."

"I've never heard it called 'making a list' before!" a voice called out, provoking laughter from everyone, including a somewhat bemused Mike.

Once they had returned to their room, Beth apologised for her unique way of telling Mike he was part of her plans for the future.

"To be clear, you're the souvenir I'm taking home from this trip, although I'll not be sticking you on the mantlepiece with the others. I've still got a few hours to sell the idea to you, and I can be very persuasive when I need to be," Beth whispered.

"If I admit I'm pretending I still need convincing, do I get credit for my honesty?" Mike asked, reminding Beth instantly of why she had made her decision.

Although no longer qualifying as a farewell experience, Mike and Beth ensured that their last time alone in Iceland honoured the extraordinary circumstances surrounding it.

"I never did get to nibble your nuts in the bar, did I?" Beth said with laughter as a moment from the past suddenly came to mind.

"You'll be doing your best 'Cleopatra' and bathing in asses' milk in no time if you do!" Mike said, although he realised his warning seemed to have encouraged Beth rather than the opposite.

"Sounds like it's shower time again," Beth giggled.

In terms of erotic style and panache, Beth sucking Mike's balls as she knelt before him in the shower wasn't epic, but it felt strangely symbolic. It took them back to earlier in a journey that had taken a wildly unexpected turn, and something as full of fun seemed a perfect way to celebrate it.

"She never gets her eye poked out in the movies, but I'd still choose reality," Beth said between mouthfuls as she sucked Mike to orgasm and felt his cock send a river of mischief across her back.

A few hours earlier, it seemed likely that the island adventure would be something to look back on nostalgically in the future. Beth and Mike believed this would still be the case, even though the proposed dramatic changes had provided a different perspective.

Although they had only chatted about their holiday in various cafes, Beth's friends were still in high spirits when they returned to the hotel, doing so in good time to travel to the airport.

Finding out that Beth and Mike had decided to take their escapism together home with them and live under the same roof was the best conclusion to the trip any of Beth's friends could have imagined.

"We need to set off for the airport sooner than planned, as one of us is flying home earlier than expected, and he needs to finish sorting that out. I hope nobody minds," Beth said hopefully.

Nobody felt disappointed. They were overjoyed. This was because their fabulous adventure had been given the best happy ending ever.