by Moa Vaughn
"Yes yes... I'm new; freshman" I said, laughing at my own joke. I had not been able to maintain eye contact with him since I looked at him the first time.
"I just knew I hadn't seen you before here. It would be difficult not to notice you if you had been in the school." He gave a slight smile, controlled and relaxed.
"Why? Sorry... I'm just curious. Never mind answering. I just..." I tried to speak, nervously, but he cut me short.
"You are too beautiful to go unnoticed." He said without blinking, and he looked very serious. Oh, my God, was he hitting on me?
"Errm..." I could not remember the words thank you.
“I guess we are in the same department. You can pimp, personalize or customize it anyhow you like. It's yours." He said, pointing at the locker.
"Thank you very much," I replied.
"No problem. I'll see you later. You would tell me how much progress you have made." He left without saying another word. Damn, he was daring. He was handsome and he knew it. And at that moment, it was certain that he was meant for me. When Steve finally asked me out, I said yes without thinking.
Chapter 10
"Hello, honey, I'm home." I hear the voice of my husband call out to me from the room.
"Hey baby, I'll be right out," I shouted back.
When I got out of the bathroom, Steve had already changed into his house clothes, and he had a wide smile on his face.
“How was your day?” he asked.
"Oh, really fine," I replied. If only he knew just how fine it was.
And just then I heard the door downstairs unlocking and I could hear whispers of Lucy’s voice. Something immediately popped into my head. Lucy and my husband were not home at the same time… just the same way Morris and I were home together. And it hit me right there. What if this was the strategy they used? You have to be a thief to be able to catch a thief. I guess my recent experience with Morris just opened my mind to the possibilities that were hidden to me before.
“Guess what?” He said.
“What?” I replied.
"Next week, we are all going to spend some time in Hawaii," he informed me.
“We all? Who are we all?” I asked.
"Well, Steve and I have an assignment to complete in Hawaii next week. I just got confirmation of an all expense paid trip with you and Lucy included," he said.
A smile immediately formed across my face. I always wanted to go to Hawaii for a holiday. I guess one week qualifies as that too.
That night, all four of us talked and cracked jokes after dinner. Morris and I kept casting glances at each other, and I could swear that I caught Lucy looking at Steve a couple of times.
***
The trip to Hawaii was quite fun, and on the very first day, Lucy and I had some fun on the beach while the men were away. I called my son, Michael and told him of how much he was missing. Lucy also called her daughter. Later that evening, we all had an amazing time together. I dreamt of all the adventures that Morris and I could have together but it was too risky, and we both feared getting caught. The horniness in me knew no bounds, and I made sure that my husband knew it that very night. I straddled him as he lay on his back and planted a generous amount of kisses all over his face and neck, sending him berserk. He ripped off my dress and exposed my wetness. He got on top me immediately and put his harness on me, teasing me a bit before he slid inside.
He started with random movements and then settled into a slow steady and coordinated rhythm. I heaved with each stroke as my inner core tried to establish enough room for him to dwell comfortably.
Then he started to pick up pace, almost like soft rock at a high school graduation party. He was killing me already without even knowing it. Or maybe he did. All I could concentrate on was the beleaguering effect his strokes were giving me. He whispered soft sweet nothings into my ears, heightening the sensations even more and creating an instant urge to swarm him with every liquid inside me. I felt my second orgasm building up inside of me, and we had not even started yet.
"Oh my God... oh my God... oh my God" I moaned as I felt the stream of my juices getting ready to pour again. If only he knew that I had alternating images of him and Morris in my head while he was thrusting away.
"Hmmm," he groaned as he felt my feminine fluids splash.
I was shaking uncontrollably. I felt naughty and dirty, yet it was the best feeling I have ever had.
He stopped for a second, allowing me some time to rest before he kept on thrusting. My insides were well lubricated now, so he was thrusting really quickly now. He killed his pace and soon began to increase it. He stretched his hand and got a pillow before slowly sliding it under me. I lifted my waist to allow him easy access. I felt my face flush
He lowered his face to mine once more and kissed me as I waited in anticipation. He then slowly brought both hands to each side of me and pressed his palms into the bed like he was about to do push-ups. He whined his waist on my pelvis before resuming his piston movement. Oh, my God, he was going so fast and rhythmically. I tried hard to hear my own moans but I couldn't. Ah! I felt my own juices begin to flow again and I was immediately filled with joy when I heard him groan at that very point.
We climaxed together.
***
On the third day, since Morris was working and I wanted to have a sunbath, Steve volunteered to take Lucy out for some shopping that she wanted to do. I knew that something was off about it, but I did not care. Later when Morris got back, we had to have dinner together. It was still early in the evening, but I was wondering why Lucy and my husband were not home yet.
The hotel’s restaurant had many lights in a wide spectrum of colors. Morris and I picked a spot where candles were used to decorate the space, making it more beautiful and romantic. I kept a constant look out for my husband. The staff was immediately by our table requesting for our orders and being very polite at it. Finally, we are left alone, and I had a sense of déjà vu as Morris sat across from me. It was just like the first date that Steve had ever taken me out on. I was once again staring at the menu like I did on that day. So many unfamiliar dishes that looked so good from the pictures that were placed beside them.
I took a sip at my wine and helped myself to the light appetizers in front of me. Morris looked at me and smiled.
"You have a little something... here." He said, pointing to the corner of his lip.
I turned red and immediately used my fingers to wipe off whatever was on the left corner of my lips. I was feeling inexplicably shy like I was on some sort of first date all over again.
"No... Not there," He said. Pushing himself forward, he moved his soft fingers to my face and gently brushed off the stain. "There! You are good now."
I felt disappointed when his flesh left my face. I wanted it to linger there longer... longer... forever.
I was brought out of my mini reverie when I heard the voice of the waiter beside me asking if we had made our choice. "Yes." We answered in accord.
After a delightfully enchanting meal, it was time to go to our suites for the night. We made our way to the elevators and watched the doors part open. I checked the time again and wanted to call Steve, but I decided against it. This might just be that opportunity for Morris and me here in Hawaii.
"We can find our way from here," Morris told the young man who had taken his time to help us with the little food we had ordered to take to our rooms. "Here... have this." Morris handed him a tip. He smiled and walked briskly away. Morris and I laughed as we watched the enjoyed young fellow take his long quick paced strides.
We punched the floor number, and we immediately felt the vibration from below. A second, two seconds, three seconds, nine seconds, fifteen seconds.... and we still had not reached our floor. I looked at Morris for the first time, and I found he already had his gaze on me.
"I think it's stuck." He said.
"What?" I blurted out.
"Yes... It definitely is stuck. Something's wrong." Morris kept his gaze on me.
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br /> I quickly pulled out my phone and dialed the number on the card I had been given on the first day we got to the hotel.
"We are stuck... This thing is not moving." I began to talk really fast in a panic. I hated things like stuck elevators. Well, I guess that is what happens when you watch too many modern horror movies.
Morris smiled and took the phone from me and blandly explained the situation to the person on the other end of the call. I was sure he could see the panic in my eyes. The operator asked us to calm down assuring us that the matter would be fixed. Morris still had his eyes on me.
"Don't be scared," He said. "These things happen. I'm sure they are doing everything they can right now to get us out." He took my hand and rubbed his thumb on the back of it to ease me. All this did was to give me another form of tension as I felt his soft skin on mine.
Chapter 11
I looked up at him. He still had that smile. He seemed very calm. "You look tired. You must be after all the stress of today... Let's sit down for a bit." He suggested.
We made ourselves comfortable on the floor of the elevator. I guess it was not uncommon for things like this to happen every once in a while with technology like this. The manager of the establishment continued to call frequently, informing us that they were trying to get the problem solved. While we waited, Morris told jokes and stories... both from work and with his wife and daughter. He looked so cute with his tie off his neck and the top button of his shirt undone. His dark coiling hair made him look like a model.
"I just pray they get this resolved quickly," I said.
“Or we could remain stuck here until the world ends. Wait… what if the world has ended outside?” Morris joked.
I stretched to playfully hit him on the shoulder. He let me... and I hit him again and again as we both laughed.
All of a sudden, there was silence, and I was staring him straight in the eyes. I saw the fire burning beneath. I knew he could see the same in mine.
His bright blue eyes became darker under the shadow of my presence. My eyes rest on his lips... wanting a taste; wanting to be caressed by those beautiful, soft lips. Still, I held back, bridling my desires, unsure of whether to take the plunge or not. We were after all not in the comfort of a room. It was too risky. As I tried to decide in that split second, out of the blue, I suddenly felt his lips on mine. I felt the hunger in his kiss. And then he pulled back to look at me as if to seek my permission this time. And like a zombie, I dropped my lips on his, parting open the borders of his irresistible mouth. Our tongues began to work and let out repressed passion.
I felt his hands around me, caressing me through the fabric of my dress. Every ounce of me wanted every ounce of him. I felt the quiver in my legs and the wetness in between them. My hands went to his buttons with an urgency I never knew I had. His buttons obliged and came off one by one. And just then I became aware. What if the people trying to solve this problem were somehow watching us through a camera in the elevator? But I was too far gone now, so my mind said fuck it.
And immediately, Morris leaned into me again and planted his lips on mine, kissing me with so much intensity before I could protest. I decided to go with the flow. The thrill of doing this in a stuck elevator sent a rush through my body... And I knew he felt the same. Just when he took my blouse and unhooked the first two buttons, we felt the vibration from underneath one more time. It had been silent for many minutes now.
As fast as foxes, we put our buttons back in order and straightened our clothes as we got up and stood to face the door of the elevator, smiling as it opened.
"I am so sorry about this sir. It was a technical problem, and we have made sure it never happens again." A man in low cut hair said to us immediately we appeared in his view.
"Oh, never mind that. Can we go up to our suites now?" Morris responded before the man could finish his words.
"Ah, yes you can. We apologize once again. Please, you can punch the floor number now," The man replied. Immediately the door closed again, we both started to chuckle. It was fun. When we reached our floors, we went into our separate suits.
Smiles were sketched on my face as I look up at the ceiling, reminiscing on the sweet events of a few minutes ago. I felt fulfilled, satisfied and sure of something in my life for once and it definitely was a beautiful feeling. The images lingered in my mind and transcended to my face, enveloping my thoughts and greasing my skin. I wanted to do it again; I could not contain this new desire inside of me.
Just then I heard a soft knock on the door. It was Steve. I let him in and asked what had taken them so long. He gave some explanation that went in through one ear and went out through the other. I did not care, but I at least acted like I did. We showered together and lay on the bed. A text came into my phone, and I checked. It was from Morris. He wanted to know if I could make it to his suite that night. He said his wife had gone to have a late night swim in the hotel's pool and would not be back until late in the night. She loved to sit by the pool and let her thoughts explore every inch of her and then go back into the water again.
I turned to my husband and told him that I would love to have a late night swim and that I would be there a while. He was asleep already and only gave me a nod. I briskly made my way out of the room and rushed to Morris’ suite.
He opened his door after the first knock. He dragged me inside immediately my face appeared in view. He immediately started kissing me like my mouth was the last source of oxygen. I unbuttoned his shirt and dragged it down his body as quickly as my hands could. I pushed him back on the bed and fell on him immediately, kissing him slowly on his lips and taking it down his chest until I reached his belt. I chuckled as I took that off and unzipped his jeans. I dragged it down his legs with his underwear, and his hard masculine flesh sprang up in delight. I stroked it, keeping my gaze on his eyes before taking my mouth down and placing my tongue on its tip.
I licked it like it was my favorite ice-cream before running my tongue down through the length of his shaft and then I took it all into my mouth. I sucked like my life depended on it and stopped when I heard his groans become louder. It couldn't end yet. I positioned myself on his waiting mouth while giving his fluids time to go back to whence they came. He licked me as I continued to suck him, moaning with all of him inside my mouth. The intensity of his tongue on me was maddening, and when he put his hands on my waist, I knew it was time. I quickly turned and planted a kiss on his mouth, tasting my own nectar as I lowered myself on him.
His eyes closed as I began to move my hips. I knew that with how far I had taken him, he would not last long but I did not care. I just wanted him to make me spurt in the short period we had. I continued to ride with my eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of him in every corner inside of me and before I could think, I was pouring my juices all over him while he also shot his seed deep into me. I fell on top him after my orgasm had died down and thoughts of what I was doing filled my mind. But then I also started to suspect that something was wrong. What if Lucy was right now with my husband in our room, screwing his brains out? I looked at Morris who smiled at me. What if this was all a plan… What if I was the only one who didn’t really know what was going on here?
Things continued to happen like this until our last night in Hawaii… and then it was time to go.
Things at home took some time to settle… and when they did settle, Morris and I went on to have the best sex that I had ever imagined. It was a Friday and Morris called in sick, but the both of us knew that he was perfectly fine. All we had to do was to wait for Steve to leave. He left very early, but Lucy was still home. It took a while before she finally got ready to go to the market to get the groceries, but finally, she left. And immediately she did, I went over to sit beside Morris on the couch and wasted no time in planting a kiss on his lips. He broke it, and we both laughed.
He leaned in this time and impulsively, my lips parted. He placed his in mine and put his hand on my shoulder. He ran his right hand down my arm, and let
it rest on my waist. He let it go back and circled his hand over my bum. My breathing became quicker and deeper. His eyes darkened.
I turned and took it step by step, inching closer and closer to the bedroom. His arms were rolled across my waist and met just below my belly button. He secured me like I was his prize. I could almost hear his heartbeat... thump by thump.
I pushed the door open, enjoyed by the sight of my neatly made bed. Images already began to form in my head of how the bed would look after the events of today.
I felt his manliness just above my lower back as he clung to me like a baby who would not let his mother go. I was elated by the hardness of it. My body was ready and willing to harness all the powers it possessed.
We fell gently to the bed. He raised his knee and ran it through my laps while kissing my neck. Soon he was on my breasts lightly squeezing them and fondling my tips. I moaned. Oh, God! It felt so good.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment when I felt his fingers leaving where they worked and tracing their way down.
The hard skin of his thumb grazed my belly button and sent a rippling effect through my spine, causing me to contract my toes. He stayed there for a bit, obviously noticing the effect it had on me. I gulped, and my eyes shot open. His fingers had found the moistness of my feminine core. An electric charge zoomed through my veins and sent my brain back to default settings if there ever was such. It felt like my entire body system was connected by a wire... and the fuse box rested in between my feminine lips. I held my breath, unable to understand what was going on anymore. This horniness had built up inside of me for a very long time, and now it came out all at once. Erupting in one swift moment of passion as one swift finger swept through my being. He was going to make me cum the second time.
He continued to rub my orifice. My eyes were wide open, but I saw nothing... Only the slightest glint of the ceiling, and the ceiling fan, spinning slowly and steady. Heaven!
