“I couldn’t take anymore; that felt so good Jessie!”
His eyes were full of desire and were talking to me in a language of their own; I felt one hundred per cent woman and totally sexy!
“Deeper,” I moaned as I felt those waves starting to build again and he obeyed by driving himself in deeper and harder. All the while keeping his eyes on mine.
Mack made me feel free and desirable as I never had before and just as I was about to come he dropped his mouth on mine and kissed me with abandon while weaving both his hands through mine above my head. Then with a few more deep strokes I felt him join me in waves of pleasure.
Mack rolled off me and drew me into his arms. I could hear his heart thudding through his chest and the rhythmic sound of it made me feel safe and sleepy. I guess this is the post coital moment that they talk about in books where the world seems all rosy and wonderful. I smiled to myself as I drifted off to sleep as it really was something.
Mack
I woke up to the sun streaming in through the bedroom window and looked down to see Jess still curled up fast asleep in my arms. She looked angelic in sleep with her curls cascading around her face and shoulders. Her creamy skin accentuated her rosy red lips and made me want to kiss her awake and start up where we had left off last night.
I was feeling like a right bastard though as I knew more about her that she knew about me.
Before I left Scotland on the boy’s tour, Weka Recordings in New Zealand had sent me a list of possible singers to work with. I had gone through the various demo tapes and had been taken with Jess and Cam straight away. But I had been concerned by the notes that accompanied the demos that said Jess’s latest work had been terrible and that they thought there were personal issues behind it. They had recommended we go with a different crew so I had flown over a few days early to look into the matter.
I had a vested interest in the band as the lead singer was also my sister Alina’s kid. I had known him since he was a wee bairn and loved him like a brother so I wanted to get this right. Normally I didn’t get involved in the day to day running of bands but had made an exception for Lance. Also Alina wouldn’t agree to them signing with us unless I was their personal manger while on tour. She was a tough cookie when it came to her children so I had known better than to ague.
When I arrived in Auckland I had tracked down Cam whom I clicked with instantly. He was easy going and his voice had a velvety tone that harmonized beautifully with Jess’s. I knew they would be perfect for High Land Boys and would give their single the depth and texture I was looking for.
Cam had told me Jess was up north at her parent’s holiday house and would be back on Sunday for the Monday auditions.
I decided on the spur of the moment to head up there to see if I could engineer a meeting so I could gauge where she was at prior to the auditions.
I had been staying up at the local pub at Matapouri hoping she would come in and dine and was rewarded on Friday night when she turned up. I knew what she looked like from the demo tape but in person she was so much more.
Her face was at odds with her body that oozed sex appeal which was due in part to the way she dressed. She had a thorough appreciation of how to accentuate her assets while not looking like a tramp.
She had on a pair of patterned leggings with calf high boots that made her legs shapely and enticing and an oversized sweater that dropped off one shoulder and clung to her breasts in way that left you in no doubt of their generous proportions. I had always been a tits and ass man and hers where just how I liked them! I hated the skinny look that seemed popular these days; for me there had to be something to grab and she sure was offering plenty of that!
Her face was beautiful in a less obvious way. Her curls framed a heart shaped face with beautiful wide hazel eyes and her mouth was wide and generous and quick to smile. Jessie didn’t seem to have any idea of the effect she had on the opposite sex and this unaffected charm made me want to get to know her better. Also I wanted to know what was causing the sadness behind her smile as it was stopping her eyes lighting up as they had on the tape I had watched.
Soon as Mara had completed the introductions my one tracked mind was thinking about how much it wanted to make love to her while the business half of me was telling me not to fuck this up. I was here on business to talk to Jess about the auditions and to ascertain whether she thought she was up to it. I had this crazy notion that maybe talking to me might help.
During my years on the road I had helped many artists and had found I had a way of getting into their heads; helping them sort out what was holding them back.
I don’t know when I had selfishly decided not to tell Jess; actually it wasn’t that I had decided not to tell her but more that I had got caught up in the moment and by the time I had come to my senses it was too late. Things had gone past the obvious point of disclosure and we had had sex. I could have kicked myself for breaking my cardinal rule of not drinking on the job.
Sex with Jessie had been incredible though. She was so responsive and carefree and there was nothing measured or rehearsed about her. It was refreshing to meet a woman who genuinely loved sex as there was nothing as demoralizing as making love to a woman who finds it a chore.
I was totally enamoured with her and just wanted this day before the real world descended once more. I knew I was taking a risk but the magic of this place had done a number on me and I didn’t want the fantasy to end just yet.
I looked down as I felt Jessie start to stir and was glad to see her lips move into her trade mark smile. I had been a little concerned she may have regretted last night seeing as how we had just met as girls seem to have different rules about that sort of thing. So you can never tell how it’s going to pan out the next morning.
“Thank goodness you’re awake; I thought my arm was going to drop off.” I rolled her onto her back so I could see her better and placed a kiss on her wide smile and was pleased when her arms came around my neck and she kissed me enthusiastically back.
“I’ll take that as no regrets?”
Jessie gave me a cheeky smile that produced two dimples and informed me that there would have only been regrets if I was a bad lay! I chuckled at that, “Glad I didn’t disappoint,” and was pleased at the confirmation that she had enjoyed last night as much as I had.
She lifted her head up from the pillow to kiss me and once more my brain went off and all I could think about was burying my hard dick in her tight wet pussy. She was intoxicating and the way her hands roamed my body touching me everywhere made me forget all the things I was about to set straight. I lost myself in the moment, again! I would have this day and come clean tomorrow before we headed back to Auckland.
Jess
Last night came rushing back and I was aware that I was still in Mack’s arms. I felt so rested and content that it wasn’t possible to feel one iota of regret. I had never had a one night stand before but this should definitely be on every girls bucket list. It seemed wrong to call it just sex as Mack had awoken every dormant sexual need I had and I felt so alive this morning. And good did I mention good! I felt like I had a silly grin plastered on my face and had just passed the initiation to woman hood. Yes I am capable of an orgasm with a man!
I didn’t want to think past today so I was glad when Mack suggested a swim after breakfast. It was another beautiful day and there wasn’t a breath of wind outside so it was perfect beach weather.
I packed a few things in a picnic basket and we set off down the track to the beach below.
“How long have you been coming up here for holidays?” Mack inquired as he took the picnic basket off me and swapped it to his other hand so that he could help me down the rocky incline.
“My Dads parents brought it when he was little so our family has always come here for holidays. It’s like our home away from home; well it was when we were kids but now that we are grown up no one seems to come here as much.”
After I lost my younger brother to a brain tu
mour when I was fifteen my Mum had stopped coming here and it had only been in the last few years that we had restarted the family tradition of having Christmas and Easter up here.
After the last round of chemo which hadn’t noticeable shrunk Josephs tumour the doctors had told my parents there was no more that they could do for him. They had recommended a children’s hospice but Mum had hired an experienced nurse and had brought him up here instead.
The tumour was aggressive and after about three months of being up at Matapouri he had been readmitted into hospital and had slipped away shortly after. Mum took it especially hard and for a while was paralysed by the grief and incapable of looking after us. My parents had always planned to send me to my Dads sister in Auckland for University so they brought the date forward and the rest of my siblings when to Grandmas up the road.
Things had been rough in the family for a few years after Joe died but who ever said time heals was right. Slowly the smiles and laughter returned and we managed to remember the good times without tears and sadness.
It still took Mum along time to be able to return to Matapouri Bay but with the arrival of grandchildren she found new life and purpose and the last Christmas we all had up here had been a merry event. I liked to think Joe had been looking down with the biggest grin watching all the antics the newest generation were getting up too.
I shook my head to clear away the thoughts and looked over at Mack and smiled. He was looking out at the Bay and when I turned my head to follow his gaze I saw what had caught his attention. Dolphins were a frequent sight out there and I had been lucky to surf the waves with them on many occasions. They were very friendly and loved to come in close and show off their magnificent water prowess. I never tired of watching them.
“If we hurry we might get to swim with them. They are really friendly and put on a great show,” and I grabbed his hand to hurry him down the hill.
When I got to the bottom I stripped down to my bikini and dashed into the water. It was beautifully refreshing and I rolled over on my back to bobble in the waves as I waited for Mack to catch up.
I felt myself being dunked and I came up indignantly to see Mack laughing at me. I lunged over to dunk him back but he was too quick. He had dived under the water and had disappeared. I turned around to see him swimming out towards the bay opening where we had seen the dolphins with strong rhythmic strokes. I could tell he was use to regular exercise. I was a good swimmer myself and set off after him.
We were about half way out when we were rewarded by the sight of a dolphin. He had caught a small wave and was flying down the face of it before he jumped off. I turned around to see if Mack had seen it and his huge grin confirmed that he had.
We stayed out there for about half an hour frolicking with them. They never came within touching distance but were often only a few meters away and it was an exhilarating experience.
“That was amazing Jess. I really wish the boys had gotten to see this. They would have loved it!” Mack’s words were tumbling over each other and I could tell the experience had blown him away and I was glad.
“They’re pretty special all right. I love the way they seem to think that they are the luckiest animal alive!”
“I think I want to come back as a dolphin in my next life.” I laughed at Mack but was glad that he was all man in this one!
“I’m going to head in now Mack, the water is getting chilly.”
“You should feel the water back home, this is like a bath! I’m going to swim for a bit longer. Will you be right making your own way back?”
I told him I would be fine and struck out for shore and was relieved when I felt the sand under my feet again as I was totally spent. I slowly walked up to where I had dropped my towel and started drying myself off while scanning the water for Mack. I could see him still diving in and out of the waves and it was obvious that he really enjoyed the water.
I spread my towel out on the sand and sat down to warm up. For March the sun was still remarkable warm and I thought how good it was to be out of the city. I guess at heart I was still a country girl who felt most comfortable out in nature.
I looked up to see Mack getting out of the water and got a shock to see that he didn’t have a stitch of clothing on. I quickly dropped my gaze but not before noticing how well he looked a la natural! He had a bronzed glow to his skin, and his broad shoulders and chest tapered down to a taut stomach and trim waist. He had a generous bottom which was why he looked so good in jeans and strong well defined legs. Wow he really was a Greek or should I say Scottish god!
I don’t know why I was blushing as I had seen it all last night. I guess I hadn’t been expecting to see him naked but of course his togs would have been at his house and he didn’t stay there last night!
I tried to be nonchalant as Mack reached down for a towel. He was animatedly telling me how one of the dolphins had caught the same wave as him and had come so close that if he had reached out his hand he would have touched him. He was totally unabashed by his nakedness and oblivious to the effect it was having on me.
I looked up and tried really hard to keep my eyes above his waist but was distracted by droplets of water snaking their way down his stomach before getting lost in the trail of hair that led further south.
“Why do I get the feeling you’re not listening to me!” Mack was saying indignantly but with a grin! He grabbed his shorts and pulled them on.
“Maybe with clothes on we will be able to have a conversation, not that I mind being ogled, in fact I am quite enjoying it!”
I laughed at Mack’s teasing fully caught out and felt the start of a blush. I wasn’t usually that blatant but I hadn’t been able to resist!
Mack spread his towel down beside me and dropped to the ground and gave me a firm kiss with lips that were pleasantly cool from his swim.
“What’s in the basket gorgeous? I am famished again!” and he lifted the lid to have a look and pulled out the flask and pastries and proceeded to pour us both a steaming cup of coffee.
We munched on our pastries while letting the coffee warm us up, talking about this and that. Mack was really good company and I found him easy to talk to and a good listener. He seemed to genuinely like people and be interested in what they had to say.
I found myself pouring out my life story about losing Joseph and moving to Auckland which surprised me as it was usually something I kept to myself. People’s reaction to Joe’s death varied but on the whole I had found it exhausting dealing with their emotions when they heard the story. Mack was amazing. He was empathetic but did not treat it like a huge tragedy; merely observed that he sounded like a great kid who was incredible brave.
This of course led on to me divulging my disastrous marriage where I married my best friend.
When I had finished my story Mack inquired how Jay was now.
“Well he’s fine I guess. He is doing well musically and has regular gigs around the city and has recently released his first album. He has a new girlfriend and Kel, my girlfriend, says he seems happy.”
As I listened to myself talk I got the first glimmer that maybe my instincts had been right back then and I had done us both a favour by ending things. When I looked back on what I had said I had to admit that this didn’t sound like a man whom I had done irrevocable damage to.
Mack was looking at me intently and leaned in to give me a kiss before he observed casually that maybe what I had done had been the most honourable and brave thing possible given the circumstances.
“It would have been easy to stay but it was the right thing to go and hopefully when you get past this you guys will be able to be good friends again.” Mack gave my hand an encouraging squeeze and turned his attention once more towards the bay giving me space to think.
I could feel the tears prickling the back of my eyes and blinked hard to keep them at bay. What a fool I had been all this time; an absolute drama queen making this all about me and losing my best friend. I took a deep steadying breathe and felt
the massive burden I had been carrying around start to melt away.
My instincts had been right and looking back now I could see a lot of Jay’s recent success had happened once we had ended our relationship. I remembered Jay saying last time I saw him that he had no regrets or recriminations about our time together. That he wouldn’t have missed it for the world.
For the last year I had been so busy focusing on the negatives that I forgotten all the fun times that had come first. I wouldn’t anymore. I think I was finally ready to move on.
“Thanks Mack for letting me spill. I think I just got perspective and clarity on what happened and realized I was being incredibly selfish carrying on like the world had ended. Jay is fine. I’ve been a drama queen!” and I started to laugh, albeit a tad hysterically and was glad when I looked over at Mack that he was grinning too.
I don’t know if the situation was actually funny or not but it just felt good to be laughing rather than crying and it had been such a crazy twenty four hours.
When I finally calmed down Mack rolled over to me and slipped his hand under my bikini top and started to massage my breast idly which started my stomach turning cartwheels again.
“Shall we head back up to the house? I think I’m ready for dessert!” he drawled in that gorgeous Scottish accent and I nodded eagerly. Total sucker for the accent! Oh and the sex!
Mack
As we stepped onto the balcony of Jess’s house I scoped her up into my arms and carried her inside. She was giggling and squirming and seemed so much younger than her twenty six years that I got a weird urge to hold her close and keep her there. Maybe it was after hearing about the heartache she had gone through as a young child and realizing that under that confident exterior there was a vulnerable little girl.
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