The Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa – The Yellow Bikini

 

The beautiful Downshire village of Clerembeax St Giles was situated to the west of Abbeyvale located between Grace Hill and Bushy Down and on the outskirts was the Clerembeax Palace Hotel and Spa.

It was once the home The Clerembeax’s, who arrived in Downshire following the Norman conquests and stayed for a thousand years before the name died out following the death of the reclusive Marcus Clerembeax at the age of 96.

The current owner was Yvonne Labuschagne, who decided to open it as a Hotel and Spa.

The Spa was a good attraction, but it was crucial for them to maintain a high occupancy rate, however things were tough in the Hotel trade with the success of Travelodge, Premier Inn and Holiday Inn Express and so places like the Palace needed to offer something extra to attract the guests, apart from the Spa. 

So, they put on novelty weekends, such as “Murder Mysteries” and in addition, they had a sizable Ballroom which was used for special occasions, high days and holidays, which boosted occupancy and Spa numbers at the same time.

Not that the Spa needed too much help during the summer months as the sun terrace the sheltered gardens offered an extra element to the sun worshipers.

 

Clive Armstrong was standing on the sun terrace at the precise moment a beautiful brunette stepped through the door wearing a full-length silk robe and as soon as she reached a chaise longue the exotically coloured folds of silk that had prior to that moment cloaked her skinny frame dropped to the floor leaving her wearing only a yellow bikini, sandals and a small gold crucifix around her neck.

He stared open mouthed at the yellow of her swim suit and marvelled as it showed in stark contrast with her well-tanned olive skin.

Lillian Day then lay face down on the chaise and reached around and undid her top, which was when Clive stepped forward and said

“Would you like me to put some sun cream on?”

“Oh yes please” she replied “Just on my back, I’ve done everywhere else”

He knelt on the terrace next to the chaise and perused her tanned body, as she lay with her head turned to one side and was facing away from him.

“This might be a little cool” he warned

“Ok” she answered dreamily, and he squirted some cream on her back and began to gently rub in the lotion.

“How does that feel?” he asked

“Lovely” she replied, and he rubbed some more until he said

“I need to move your bikini aside, so I can properly apply the lotion”

“Ok” she said, and he pulled it softy away from her skin and then slowly rubbed in the surplus lotion until it was all worked in to her tanned flesh like a long relaxing massage before he squirted some more onto her, only this time instead of the middle of her back he deposited it on her shoulder blade, so it would run down her side.

“Oops” he said

“Don’t even think of going after that” she said firmly

“Why ever not?” he asked innocently

“Don’t think you can take liberties just because we’re engaged” 

“It’s as good a reason as any” he retorted and then followed the path of the lotion with his finger and she giggled.