“Mum and Dad are on their way you know”, she said, “Richard’s right, you need a bath, you smell”. She wrinkled her nose.
A smile passed between the sisters, and then Emily seemed to realize that Richard had put some fruit into her hands, and ate it while he called room service. When the bath was ready, he steered Emily into the bathroom and shut the door. Audrey went to follow, but I stayed her with a hand.
"I know she's your sister, but I think you should let Richard look after her now.”
Audrey sat down again and closed her eyes. I think she must have fallen asleep straight away, as she didn't even hear the waiter at the door with the room service trolley. I took it from him, tipped him, and snagged a couple of sandwiches from the trolley, then took it to the bathroom door, where Richard answered after I knocked, and took the trolley from me. I told Richard that Audrey and I would leave them alone, and would see them in the morning.
Clutching the sandwiches in my hand, I returned to where Audrey was sitting and gently nudged her. She barely woke up, and I handed her a sandwich, which she ate as she almost sleepwalked to the room that we would share.
When we entered the room, I steered Audrey towards the bedroom, taking the unwanted portion of sandwich from her and throwing it in the bin. She was dead on her feet, as the crisis was now over, and the adrenalin had left her, so she had crashed. I took a deep breath, knowing what I had to do. I had to take off her clothes and put her to bed. This was going to be torture.
Audrey had collapsed on the bed, and for a brief while I considered leaving her fully dressed, but then realized that she would be too uncomfortable, so I pulled back the covers on one side, then walked around to the other side, where Audrey was. Closing my eyes, I grasped the bottom of her t-shirt and gently eased it up over her body. I briefly opened one eye to work out what type of bra she had on, and was momentarily confused when I saw that it had a clasp at her back, and she was lying on it. I rolled her to one side, and she grumbled in her sleep. I undid the clasp with shaking fingers, and pushed the straps over her shoulders, then rolled her over to the other side of the bed, gently easing the bra off her upper body at the same time. All was good at the moment.
I dropped the bra at the side of the bed, somewhere in the direction of her t-shirt. Next I gently hooked my fingers over the waistband of her shorts, and eased them down over her hips, trying to collect the panties on the way. I had them down past her knees, when I heard her demand
"James, what are you doing?"
As I looked up at her face, my eyes snapped open. From where I was standing, crouched at the bottom of the bed as I had tried to remove her shorts, I could see long the length of her body, from the hair covered mound of her feminity, and the pert breasts that I had been fascinated by, to her angry face. I was having difficulty focusing on her face with so much else in my immediate viewing area, and that was making her angrier.
Audrey
I had been having a delicious dream in which James's hands were brushing over me with a featherlight caress, taking off my clothes, when it slowly penetrated my consciousness that it was not a dream, and that James had already removed my top and bra, and was at that very moment pulling down my shorts and panties, and was positioned in a very provocative fashion. His head was down, and when I demanded an explanation, his gaze met mine but kept flickering down my body to look at parts of me that I wanted to cover up with my hands due to the intensity of his gaze.
I was really angry as I felt that James had been trying to take advantage of me, and that I didn't think he was like that. Had I given him a signal that my body was available to him when I had kissed him earlier that day, or was it yesterday? I was disoriented and couldn't remember. I suddenly realized that I was still lying on the bed, naked from the waist up, and with my pants around my knees, and sat up suddenly, grabbing a pillow and holding it in front of me. Angry tears filled my eyes.
James stood up, and my eyes were drawn to his pants, and widened at the sight of the enormous bulge in them. Did he think he was getting anywhere near me with that? I didn't think so!
James held up his hands in a gesture of supplication and stammered:
"Audrey, don't misunderstand, you were dead on your feet, and I was trying to get you undressed and into bed, don't look at me like that, I was going to spend the night on the sofa bed!"
I looked pointedly at his crotch, and he said defensively:
"What did you expect? I'm in a hotel room with a beautiful woman, I'm only human you know, of course I was going to react, but what did you think, that I was going to jump on top of you while you were asleep?" He ran his hands through his hair and started to look angry.
I realized that I had probably misjudged him. I tried to move, but because my pants were down and I was clutching a pillow to my top, I thought I should stay put.
"I'm sorry James, it was just a shock waking up finding you taking off my clothes. Of course, now that I’m awake a bit more I realize you weren't going to take advantage of me, you've been nothing but kindness lately, in fact, you've been nothing but kindness since we arrived here", and I started to cry. The emotion of the last day had caught up with me, and my tears turned into huge uncontrollable sobs.
With an exhalation of breath, James moved around from the bottom of the bed to my side, and enfolded me in one of his hugs that always made me feel safe. How long we stayed there I don't know, after a while my sobs finished and I started to hiccup as I tried to regain control of myself.
All the while, James was holding me, and rocking me, kissing my hair and making unintelligible noises into my ear. I knew then that I didn't want to be alone that night, and wanted James to stay. However, I thought that I was probably going to be a terrible mess, so managed to communicate to him that I needed to go to the bathroom to wash my face and blow my nose. As I tried to put my feet on the floor and walk to the bathroom, I almost fell over as my pants slipped down further, so I bent over to grab them to pull them up, and heard an indrawn breath behind me. Oops, I had probably just shown James quite a bit of myself I thought.
I ran to the bathroom, and as I tried to repair the damage, I realised that James really needed to see more. As I didn't know what to do to seduce a man, I thought that maybe taking my clothes off would be a good start. Judging by James' reaction before, I thought that being naked would be a good first move for me to make. So I kicked off my remaining clothes and removed my runners and socks, and took a deep breath, sucking in my stomach, and opened the door.
James was nowhere to be seen, and that was not in my plan. I walked to the door between the bedroom and lounge room, and saw James making up the sofa bed. So he was serious. He looked up, and saw me watching him, naked. His jaw clenched.
"Your clothes are in your bag if you are looking for them", he said.
"Actually, I'm not", I said, as I crossed the room towards him. "I was looking for you. There's no point in you sleeping on a sofa bed when there's this huge king sized bed that only has me in it". I said this last as I took his hand and led him back to the bedroom.
James stopped at the door.
"Audrey, I hope you aren't playing with me. It took every ounce of self control I had to leave the room, especially after you gave me such a good display in there when you bent over. If I go in that room, I'm not leaving until the morning, you have to know that".
"Glad to hear it", I said, with a smile on my face, "I was hoping that you would say something like that. I stood up on tiptoe, and reached for his head, pulling it down to mine. Remembering what he had done at Red Rocks, I nipped his lip and ran my tongue around his lips, then got a little bolder and thrust my tongue into his mouth, seeking his. The boys I had kissed in the past had always seemed to like this, I had thought it was nice but nothing terribly exciting. However, when James had kissed me, it had been very different, and I sought to recapture that feeling.
James responded as I hoped he would, meeting my tongue with his own and then breaking the kiss to rain k
isses down my jawline and along my neck to my shoulders. As he had been doing this, he had been slowly backing me up until my knees hit the back of the bed, and I fell, taking him with me.
James was now lying on top of me, fully clothed, and I was feeling some unusual sensations between my legs. At first I thought it was James moving upon me, then I realised that my own insides were quivering in anticipation. I began to moan a little in pleasure, and James stood up to take off his shirt, throwing it to one side. I laid on the bed, watching eagerly, as he removed his jeans and underwear, bending to push them down, and remove his shoes as well. When he stood, my eyes opened wide at the size of his erect manhood, worrying about how that was going to fit.
James must have noticed something in my face, as he smiled and knelt at the bottom of the bed. I wondered briefly what he was going to do, and then was gasping in ecstasy as he placed his mouth at the junction of my thighs and began to lick and suckle in a place where I had never been touched by a man. My moans became a little louder, and I began squirming under his touch. Although I was enjoying what he was doing, I was still unfulfilled and wanting more.
The next thing I knew, James had slipped a finger, or maybe two, inside me and was exploring and thrusting, at the same time he was rubbing his thumb somewhere that was causing me to writhe and moan even louder. Suddenly, without warning, my whole lower body felt like it was vibrating, and I couldn't think beyond the moment, gasping James' name in surprise and joy. After a while, the vibrations lessened and then stopped, and I was able to focus my gaze on James, who was looking at me with a very smug look on his face. Well, he had deserved it. I suddenly knew what I wanted him to do next, and scooted backwards so that I was lying fully on the bed, and I held out my arms to him.
James moved up the bed towards me, and as he lowered his body onto mine, he asked, "Are you sure?"
I nodded, as I couldn't trust myself to speak, and tried to push upwards with my lower body as I wanted to feel James against me. James nudged my legs wide apart with his knee, and positioned himself over me. I felt something probing at my entrance, and then realized that I probably should have told him that he was my first lover, wasn't there supposed to be pain, or something?
James thrust deep, and my inner muscles squeezed against him, a last minute fear causing me to tense up and try to deny him access. But I wanted him, so when he pulled back and looked down at me in surprise, I wrapped my arms around his back, and my legs around his butt, and tried to pull him inside that way. James looked at me a moment longer, then slowly, gently, pushed back against me, I felt his shaft go in a little bit further and relaxed a little more. James withdrew and I felt a loss, then he pushed back in again, getting in a little further this time. James repeated this one more time, and this time I thought he went in all the way, and I was able to relax, this was going to be ok after all. James waited for a while until I put my feet against the bed again and used them to brace me, pushing my pelvis up against his, then with a groan, James began rhythmically thrusting into me until I could think of nothing but that tiny bit of the universe where our bodies were connected. This time I recognized the sensations that were approaching, but I was still rendered helpless by the intensity of the vibrations as they rippled through my body.
James, who had been moaning in unison with me, gave one final loud grunt, and pushed deep inside me, and I felt a warm sensation pulsing in deep inside, in unison with James's last few thrusts.
Finally James collapsed on top of me, then rolled slightly off and to the side, and said accusingly:
"Why didn't you tell me you were a virgin?"
James
I felt like a cad, whatever that was. I had known that Audrey wasn't very experienced, but it had never crossed my mind that an intelligent, beautiful and funny woman like her had never had sex before. If I had known she was a virgin I would have been more gentle with her instead of thrusting into her like I had. If I had known she was a virgin, I probably wouldn't have had sex with her at all. Audrey pushed me off of her, and then rolled out of bed and ran to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Shortly afterwards I heard the shower go on, and slowly started to get dressed. I pulled the bed together a little, then sat on it and waited. Audrey was in the bathroom so long, that I went to the door and listened for a while, then not hearing anything but the sound of a shower running, I knocked gently and asked Audrey to come out so we could talk. There was no mistaking the anger in her voice when she shouted:
"Go away. I'll come out when I'm ready. I'll see you in the morning".
Clearly I had hurt Audrey. I cursed myself for not guessing - all the signs had been there, I had just been too stupid to understand them. Instead of being gentle with her, I had just jumped in like a horny teenager. Instead of knowing that Audrey was just in need of comfort after the stress of her sister being in such grave danger, I had taken what she was offering without question.
I slowly went to the lounge room, finished making up the sofa bed and laid down. I had left the bedroom door ajar so that I could hear when Audrey came out, and I heard it softly close.
I got no sleep at all that night, alternating between various emotions. There was concern for Audrey, anger at myself, and regret because I had surely ruined whatever chance Audrey and I had to be together. If I had just held her when she needed comfort, instead of making love to her, then we could have talked tomorrow, we would have still been talking to each other tomorrow, and now, I doubted that we would.
The next morning Audrey came out of the bedroom and in a tight little voice told me that the bathroom was free. I looked at the clock, it was just after eight. It was too early to go next door, so I decided to have a long shower, as Audrey's body language had indicated that she didn't want to talk to me right now.
As I showered, I thought about all the times Audrey and I had shared rooms, and even beds, and I had managed to restrain myself, yet this time, I had not. To be honest with myself, when I had seen Audrey's naked body, my hormones had kicked in, and my brain had started to recede. When she had started to cry however, I had no hesitation in going to her side to offer comfort, which was after all, all she probably wanted from me last night.
However, when she had bent over, and had given me an explicit view of that part of herself that I ached to pleasure with my mouth, my hands and ultimately, my penis, my erection had returned, harder than ever before, and I realized that my brain was losing the battle, so I had left, and started making up the sofa bed.
When Audrey had appeared at the door, naked, my brain had made a final appearance, and I had given Audrey a chance to walk away, but instead she had walked over to me and started kissing me. As well as the kiss, I had the sensation of her naked body rubbing against my body through my clothes, and I knew I had lost the battle, and had moved to the bedroom with her.
What had passed next had been amazing. Audrey had been so responsive to me, it seemed I only had to touch her and she was moaning, and I had gained a lot of pleasure by the explorations I had made of her delightful body. I had been surprised when she came so quickly, and I must admit, I was feeling a bit proud of myself, and looking forward to the rest of the evening. When Audrey moved back into a reclining position, and held out her arms to me, I was lost. How could I refuse Audrey when she had that look on her face? It was both satisfied and expectant, and judging by her reaction to what we had done so far, it promised even further pleasure.
Some tiny part of my brain must have still been active, as I asked Audrey if she was sure she wanted to do this, giving her one last chance to push me away, all the while hoping desperately that she wouldn't, but when I felt her soft, silky wetness rubbing against the tip of my penis, I had thought only of what I wanted to do, and I had thrust hard. Audrey's reaction had been instant, and suddenly I had realized that this was her first time, and rather than me taking more time to make sure she was fully aroused and prepared for something she had never done before, I had just pushed into her like an inconsiderate oaf. I
had looked at her in surprise, but she had encouraged me to continue, so I did, this time more slowly, withdrawing and thrusting more gently until I was fully seated and she was relaxed. The rest of the event passed in a blur of sensation for me, combined with the selfish feelings that this was the best sex I had ever had in my life, was the subtle awareness that Audrey was enjoying herself, and it was in fact her orgasm that finally made me lose control, spilling myself inside her.
Sanity only returned as I was trying to regain control of my breathing, and instead of being gentle with her, I allowed some of the anger at myself to spill over into anger at her, asking her roughly why she hadn't told me.
Her reaction had quite clearly told me that she was regretting what we had done, and now I didn't know what to do. Clearly we had to talk, but I didn't know when we would find some privacy - we had arranged to meet with Emily and Richard, and Audrey was picking up her parents from the airport in the evening. That was going to be awkward. I had to face up to her parents now, and I wasn't looking forward to that. But first I had to face Richard, he was obviously growing closer to Audrey and would be concerned about her welfare. I could tell it was going to be a long and difficult day, and lingering in the shower wasn't going to make it any easier.
When I was dressed, Audrey and I left our room in stony silence, and Audrey softy knocked at the door of Emily's room.
Richard opened the door, and after greeting us, I noticed him looking at the both of us closely, was it so obvious that something had changed between us? Richard invited us to breakfast, saying that he had ordered room service and Emily was still sleeping, he was reluctant to wake her as she obviously needed rest after her ordeal of the last couple of days.
We ate with Richard, and Audrey relaxed a little in his company, even managing to speak to me politely. It wasn't the easy familiarity of old, but it was encouraging. After a couple of hours, it became apparent that Emily wasn't going to wake up any time soon, so I suggested that we should go out for a walk, and that we wouldn't intrude any longer, stressing the last for Audrey's benefit, and we would see Richard tonight after we had picked up Audrey and Emily's parents from the airport. Richard readily agreed, and tossed me the keys for Emily's car, saying that as he doubted they would be going out for the rest of the day, we could use it for the airport run, and were welcome to use it for the rest of the day as well.
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