by A. J. Milton
We decided it was quite warm enough to sit outside and eat. There was a nice area under a sort of pergola. There were a few other people outside as well, but most were seated inside and there was plenty of space so we were almost alone together and it felt very intimate.
I perused the menu. “This looks really nice. I think I’ll skip the starter and just dive straight in to the main course. The sea bass looks good.”
I don’t think he actually heard my stomach rumbling, but he agreed with me and we both ordered the fresh sea bass fillet with Mediterranean vegetables.
“I’ll get a nice white wine to go with that,” he suggested, and ordered a bottle of crisp Sauvignon Blanc.
The food was wonderful. While we ate, we talked about the day’s diving. And over coffee, we carried on talking about lots of other things like rock music and our favourite TV shows. I couldn’t believe that he liked so many of the same bands as me and that our taste in Rock music is so similar. I don’t know so much about some of the classic rock bands of the 70s and 80s which he still likes, but I’m certainly going to check them out and borrow some if he will let me.
All too soon the meal was over, even though we had spent far more than two hours eating and talking. So, we got up and started strolling slowly back towards our rooms. Go for it, Sophie. I suddenly decided that half a bottle of wine was a very good excuse for some bold behaviour. Although I didn’t grab his hand like I wanted to, I slipped my arm through his in a more old fashioned way which gave me an excuse to brush against him. He stiffened for a moment, but then without saying anything he adjusted his arm and his step to walk in time with me which felt wonderful. It took less than five minutes to walk back to our little villa. We stopped outside the door of my room. Reluctantly I disengaged my arm and turned to face him.
I said, “Thank you for a lovely evening.”
He smiled. “Thank you too, it’s been an absolutely wonderful day.”
Go for it, Sophie. And so, I said rather stupidly, “And thank you for walking me home like this. It’s just like being taken home by my boyfriend.” He didn’t say anything but looked me straight in the eyes as if trying to read my mind.
“Of course, boyfriends usually give the girl a good night kiss when they get home.” Again, he didn’t say anything but his eyes widened, still looking deeply into mine and I saw him take a deep breath.
To hell with it Sophie, now or never. I leaned in and stood on tiptoe and pressed my mouth to his.
In that one moment time just stopped. Alex hesitated for a couple of seconds, but then all at the same time he leaned down to save me from stretching, and put his arms around me and opened his mouth to welcome my tongue. He was still looking deep into my eyes, but as soon as he kissed me back I just sighed deep within me. I closed my eyes and surrendered my mouth to his passionate exploration. And what an amazing sensuous erotic kiss it was. It was hot and wet and demanding. It felt so right. It felt as if I had come home after a long while away. My heart was beating and the heat between my thighs returned. I never wanted him to stop kissing me, except that if he didn’t stop I was likely to fall over, as his kiss was making me feel lightheaded. After what seemed like an eternity but which was only a few minutes, he pulled away although he kept his arms around me.
He put his cheek against mine and said, “Wow, can I walk you home every night?”
I kept my arms tight around his neck and giggled in delight and relief as the tension broke. I said, “Yes I would really like that.”
He gently disengaged himself from my embrace, but held one of my hands and took a step back.
Invite me up to your room… please!
He looked at me intently, his eyes sparkling, and squeezed my hand softly.
“Thank you again for a very special evening. I’ll see you in the morning, and I think we will have plenty to talk about!”
He kissed me again briefly, before turning and walking upstairs.
“Good night, Alex”. Happily, but reluctantly I let myself into my own room. My heart was still racing from his kiss and the glow of his gaze. I would have been happy to jump into his bed, and yet his kiss and the look in his eyes had already demonstrated his passion. If he wanted to play the gentleman, I could handle that. As long as he didn’t make me wait too long!
It took me a little while to wipe the grin off my face and get ready for bed. Surprisingly I fell asleep almost straight away.
Chapter 2
A Perfect Day
~ Sophie ~
Despite sleeping well, I’m not really a morning person. But being on holiday makes getting up much easier. My blurry eyed state was easily banished with a cup of coffee and the slightly nervous anticipation of breakfast with Alex.
The morning sun was bright and dazzling, and I found him sitting on the stairs outside when I finally emerged. An awkward few seconds passed and then he smiled and held out his hand. I took his hand, grinning, and leaned up to brush his lips with mine.
“Good morning, it’s going to be another beautiful day,” he said.
“Yes, I think it is.” I put my arm through his in the same way as the previous evening as we set off for the dining hall.
Over breakfast, we talked about the day ahead. Most of the diving here is done from the shore, but today I was quite excited because we were going to go out on a dive boat further down the coast. I zoned out for a couple of minutes while Alex was talking. I was watching his mouth and remembering that kiss.
I managed to wrench myself back to the present and enjoyed the rest of my breakfast. Everything tasted especially good that morning.
We met up with the other divers and then walked along the shore for a bit to a little jetty just past the neighbouring hotel. A white painted dive boat was bobbing gently alongside. Our gear and the heavy air bottles were being loaded aboard by the dive centre staff who had brought them round by jeep.
We all clambered aboard and then congregated while our dive leader gave us an introduction to the boat and a safety briefing. After he had finished, I squeezed Alex’s hand and then sat and chatted to Yvette. A sputtering and mild vibration announced the starting of the engines, while the crew busied themselves and got the boat under way.
~ Alex ~
Afternoon, and we were heading back to the harbour. I stood on the upper deck of the dive boat watching the sandy golds and granite browns as the hills of the Egyptian Sinai coast rolled gradually by. The sun dropped imperceptibly towards the horizon above the coastline. A deep azure blue sky with hardly a cloud in sight reflected off the deep but clear blue-green of the water. A firm breeze created a few white tips on the waves further out to sea.
One of the crew on the lower deck shouted and pointed and I peered towards the front of the boat. A group of dolphins had arrived. Two of them played in the bow wave and the others followed marginally to the side, swimming and leaping from the water with a steady power and grace, easily able to keep pace with the boat.
I turned and beckoned to Sophie who was sitting on the other side of the deck. She came and stood next to me, her bare foot touching mine and her arm resting lightly against me. She gave a tiny gasp of delight as she saw the playful dolphins, her eyes sparkling with interest even behind the shade of her sunglasses. Some slightly larger waves rocked the boat and she grabbed on to my arm to steady herself. I turned to look at her and she shot me a wonderful smile and squeezed my arm.
“Oh, they are so beautiful,” she said. The dolphins stayed with the boat for roughly another five minutes before turning and heading away.
This was one of those rare moments to treasure. This exquisite day had already provided two delightful dives on the beautiful coral reefs and colourful fishes and wildlife of the Red Sea. And now the bonus on the way home of seeing the dolphins so close. And a very beautiful girl to share it with.
Half an hour later we were back in the harbour, collecting our gear and walking back to the dive centre in the hotel. We hung up our wetsuits and stowed the rest of the
gear in our lockers, and stood chatting to the other scuba divers for a bit.
Some of the group were heading straight to the bar, and Sophie and I agreed to stop for one drink. A nice cool beer after a day of sun and sea is always welcome. But after a while, I decided that a day of very salty water and sun tan lotion called for a refreshing shower. I told Sophie that I would head back to my room and asked what time she wanted to meet for dinner.
“I’ll walk back with you now. I could do with freshening up too.”
She slipped her hand into mine. I still couldn’t quite believe that this was happening, but her happy smile and the way that she had kissed me the previous night provided confirmation. But I decided that for now whatever happened would be at her pace. I wouldn’t pressure her to get physical, however much I wanted to explore her gorgeous curves. As we walked, we talked about the day on the boat and the dolphins.
“Meet about seven o’clock again for dinner?”
“Yes, fine with me,” she replied.
We decided to take a taxi into town and eat out that evening. Sophie chose a little restaurant that had locals as well as tourists eating there. The food was plain and simple but delicious.
As always, she was such easy and delightful company and our conversation meandered in a random but pleasant way. She was wearing that beautiful jade green skirt again which had stunned me the previous evening. I hoped the good night kiss would be repeated as well.
~ Sophie ~
As the taxi took us back to the hotel after dinner, I reflected on the day. It had been a fantastic time diving, and my first occasion out on that type of dive boat. Seeing the playful dolphins on the return journey had been exhilarating.
And now another pleasant evening was drawing to a close. Or was it? As we walked back towards our rooms I decided that I wanted the evening to last a bit longer. A lot longer.
When we reached my room, this time Alex didn’t hesitate. “You did say every night,” he murmured as he kissed me. It was every bit as good as the first time. And even after we came up for air, he kissed me again. I was almost floating.
I leant my head against his chest and shoulder and held him tight for a bit longer. Then I reached into my small handbag for my room key. I let go of him and turned to unlock and open the door. I flicked the light switch in the hallway on and turned back to him. I took his hand and then I firmly and deliberately pulled him towards me and into the door and closed it behind him. He stopped me there still holding my hand and put his other hand up to caress my cheek and then my hair.
“Are you absolutely sure about this?” he said.
“Oh, yes one hundred percent,” I replied.
He murmured, “Hmm OK… I already figured you for a determined young woman who knows her own mind. But I will ask you the same question once again before we cross any boundaries that we can’t come back from.”
“OK you have a deal, but please come inside and kiss me again before I have withdrawal symptoms.”
This time he chuckled and said, “Lead the way, little madam.” I rolled my eyes at him, but grinned and still holding his hand I led him through the lounge area and into my bedroom. I sat him down on the bed and kicked my shoes off.
My mind was spinning. On the one hand, I was so pleased with myself for taking control and leading him into my web of desire. His gentle acquiescence showed that he trusted me and would follow the path that I was taking us along. On the other hand, I was terrified that something would go wrong and part of me desperately wanted to hand him back the control and responsibility. Most of the week he had been the one taking the lead. Always politely giving me choices and options about what we did and when, but I had felt comfortable with him looking after me, and now I was the one pulling the strings. Keep it together Sophie, just get him into bed and then go with the flow.
I turned on the dim table lamp in the corner and then walked back to close the door. As I moved towards him again I unbuttoned my little white cotton top and dropped it onto the chair, followed by the gypsy skirt. And then I was standing in front of him dressed only in a skimpy bra and panties. Well, he had been seeing me in a bikini quite a lot already this week, so this was hardly anything he hadn’t seen before. He kept looking at me straight in the eyes with half a smile on his face but I felt him absorbing my body in his mind and taking in every movement. I climbed onto the bed behind him and lay down propped up on one elbow.
“I think you promised me another kiss,” I said. He kicked off his shoes and pulled his socks off and then twisted around to lie next to me. Our lips met again, softly, gently, and then with more urgency. Our tongues danced together, and I felt my face glowing. He could kiss me like this for the rest of the week and I would be happy, except that I wanted even more now. I started undoing the buttons on his shirt, wanting to feel more skin against skin.
He had one arm around me and his free hand started exploring my body. He ran his hand down over my bare stomach and across my hip and then down and up my thigh. It was like his fingers were trailing static sparks across me and I shivered with the pleasure and anticipation. I could sense his breathing becoming a lot more uneven, and the bulge in his pants was quite obvious now. His hand slid upwards and found the catch on the strap of my bra and undid it. I dropped the bra off the side of the bed. I only have very small boobs so I hoped he wasn’t disappointed. He stopped kissing me and moved his mouth to my right breast. He kissed it tenderly and then his tongue flicked out against my hard, little nipple. I squeaked as a bolt of erotic electricity ran from my nipple to my groin.
“Hmmm very sensitive,” he murmured. Then he returned to kissing my mouth while his free hand wandered down and slipped under my panties. His hand cupped my mound and a finger delicately probed my hot and now very wet slit. He found the entrance to my pussy which was now getting sticky with my juices. He slipped a finger inside me and then his thumb found my clit and started to very lightly massage it. I moaned and my hips starting bucking in response to his touch. He kissed me harder and harder while his hands worked their magic and then he leant down and sucked my nipple again. I couldn’t help it – I came immediately. It was only a little orgasm but very sweet and very intense. He held me still and tight and when I could breathe again I gave him a big and very passionate kiss.
Little madam Sophie decided to re-appear. I pulled his shirt off and threw it away. Then I pushed him onto his back and straddled him. Kissing his neck and rubbing my breasts against his chest. I moved slowly backwards licking his stomach and tickling him with my wild hair. I undid his belt and zip and quite roughly pulled his remaining clothes down over his hips. His unleashed cock sprang up firm and straight and I thought it was beautiful. I grabbed it with both hands and then slid my mouth over the top of it. It was already sticky with his lubrication and I revelled in the taste as I slid my lips up and down over the top half of it. He gasped and groaned and his hips twitched in response. Then he reached down and held my face in both hands to stop me.
“Little darling,” he said, “I haven’t slept with anyone for quite a while and if you keep doing that I’m going to explode long before I want to. Please give me a short while to get myself under control while I return the favour to you.”
I wanted to keep him in my mouth and taste him and feel his helpless loss of control when he spurted his cum down my throat, but I released him and nodded agreement and lay back on the bed next to him. He kissed me deeply and I guess he would be tasting himself in my mouth. That felt so horny. Then he moved and slipped my panties off and then lay between my legs and softly opened them. His hands were so hot on my thighs and buttocks.
I closed my eyes and then right on-target without hesitation his tongue touched my clit. It was already sensitive from my first mini-orgasm and I squirmed with pleasure. He licked my clit sending shivers through me. And then his tongue dropped down and licked my labia and tasted my juices and then slid back up to my clit. It was a gentle teasing rhythm that had me moaning and grinding myself against
his face as the pleasure built up and up. Then suddenly he put his entire mouth over my clit and the flesh around it and started sucking it softly but firmly into his mouth. He kissed it, so it was like a tiny tongue between his lips and then he flicked it with his own tongue. I screamed and exploded with intense pleasure. It felt as if I was being bathed in waves of molten hot ecstasy. He held me just like that with my clit in his mouth and his tongue flicking it as I was overcome by wave after wave of a massive orgasm. He held me still as the aftershocks shuddered through me. “Oh my god, that was the biggest oral orgasm I had ever had.”
“I want you inside me now,” I said.
“I want that too,” he replied. He was kneeling between my legs and his cock was still firm and hard. And then he went rigid, “Oh shit, I don’t have any condoms or anything.” Luckily that was not a problem and I addressed his concerns.
I put my hand to his face and said, “It’s OK. I have an implant …and I trust you.” He looked so relieved I almost giggled but that might have spoiled the moment.
“And you are still absolutely sure about this?” he asked.
I didn’t answer him immediately, but I rolled my hips and spread my legs wide so that I was completely open to him. I reached for his cock and positioned it right at the entrance to my pussy, and then I said, “Yes, yes, yes, I want you now, please.” I felt the tip of his cock enter me, and in one long but very slow movement he buried its entire length inside me. The awed look on his face as he slid inside my tight, hot, wet passage was priceless. He fitted inside me perfectly and it felt so good. We froze there together for a moment just staring at each other in total delight.
“You are so, so beautiful and you feel so damn good inside. Oh, Fuck.” That was the first time he had ever used that word in my presence and it turned me on big time.