“Room for one more?”
The voice startled me and I started to rush to cover up. I hadn’t even heard the door behind me open up. The image of Bill or Keith walking in right then filled my mind. The water suddenly seemed ten times hotter as I moved through it trying to cover myself.
But then I stopped as my eyes focused on the fact that Tony was standing there. Just him.
“Sorry,” he said with a sexy smile. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”
My body began to grow a bit numb from the jolt I’d just received and the confusion. It all happened in the span of two seconds but time was suddenly much slower. It always seemed to be slower when you were scared out of your mind.
“You jerk. You almost gave me a heart attack!” I scolded, but even I could not contain the laughter at how silly I must have looked.
That was when I noticed that Tony was no longer wearing his outerwear. He was in fact wearing nothing but a robe which he promptly removed in front of me revealing the sexiest body I had ever seen on a real man standing in front of me.
He was chiseled out of marble. Michelangelo could not have created a body this perfect if he’d had twenty years of chipping away at it.
And this man was real flesh and blood. He was muscular, but not bulky at all, ripped but not too ripped. His muscles still had a natural smoothness to them. He had the build of a sexy farmhand who had spent months out in the summer heat working, building, lifting. The muscle did not look like manufactured gym muscle, no pretty boy muscle here. Tony was all man and he was totally genuine.
I felt my whole body getting turned on at the very sight of him. My eyes took their time taking him all in, starting with his handsome movie star face, down to his strong, full pecs, his washboard ripped abs, and then his huge member that was dangling between his legs. I hadn't even noticed it at first, but there it was, semi-hard standing there waiting for me. I had never seen one so thick, and it seemed to be getting harder. I could not help but stare at it.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I seem to have misplaced my suit,” Tony said.
I tried to get my game going. “Well, I guess I can make an exception just this once.”
“Good,” Tony said as he climbed into the Jacuzzi.
"Well, I guess I wasn't the only one who needed to be warmed up this morning," I said as he came closer to me. I immediately fell into the groove and wrapped my arms around his tight, muscular frame.
“I would say that you already had me pretty warmed up, but I love the heat,” Tony said.
And his lips were now on mine, his mouth aggressively kissing me, pushing my lips. I felt a moan escape me as I tasted his warmth inside my mouth. The passion was erupting from both of us, giving and receiving, pushing back and forth savoring the flavor of his mouth, his masculine scent and strength.
His hands were now rubbing up and down my back, massaging and kneading my sore muscles hitting all of the right spots, turning me on and stoking the fires of my lust hotter and hotter. My large breasts were pressed firmly against his strong chest muscles, my aching ebony bust hard and eager to gain attention.
His hands moved from my back down to my ass, massaging, rubbing, and scratching. I love it when a man touches my ass. He took my large, curvy cheeks and squeezed them in his large, thick hands, separating the crack and then bringing the cheeks back together. Something about a man touching my backside always gets my engines revved up and the moistness between my legs responded quickly to Tony’s work. The juices were starting to run hotter and faster. I was so ready for him to be inside of me, but it was not quite time yet. As much as it pained me I wanted to continue this until neither one of us could stand it anymore.
Tony hoisted me up suddenly on the ledge of the Jacuzzi and spread my legs. Before I realized what was happening he was kneeling down, his face buried between my legs tasting my juicy center, gliding his tongue slowly up and down the slit and then probing a bit deeper and deeper.
I felt like I was about to gush right on the spot and a huge gasp escaped me then. I didn't want to be too loud. I was not sure how well sound traveled in this place and I damn sure did not want Debra or anyone else to know that Tony and I were making love upstairs.
Tony was probing me so good now, his tongue was gliding up and down my slit now, pausing at the top just enough to flick the hot spot to drive it wild, but not focusing on it. No, Tony knew his way around a woman’s body apparently. He was engaging it just enough to keep it in the game and take it to the next level. Each time he touched me there I felt my whole body jerk with pleasure and anticipation for the next one.
He placed one of his strong, thick fingers inside of me testing the moisture which was soaking now. I could not ever remember being so wet and so tight. His finger was barely able to fit comfortably. It felt good as he dragged it back and forth scraping gently along the inside walls hitting every single sweet spot. He mixed it up going deep and then pulling out slowly and then back inside it again. It felt so good…
“Oh, God! Right there!” I moaned as he hit the best spot of all, his finger grazing the front wall while his tongue continued its onslaught of pleasuring purpose on my sweet spot.
His mouth was suddenly on it, sucking and licking hard as if he was trying to suck every ounce of juice out of me. I grabbed his head, pushing him farther and farther inside of me, as far as possible. I began to buck against his face with my hips.
I came without warning, the climax sending wave after wave of pleasure skyrocketing through my whole body.
“OH SHIT!” I grunted, trying to hide the scream.
I found myself gasping for air as I tried to hold it all back and just let the pleasure center of my body absorb the blows of passionate release. I was pushing Tony’s face harder and harder against me and he continued to lick and suck finishing the job right.
As I finally started to come down from this insane pleasure trip Tony let me know that we were only just beginning the fun.
Without warning he sat up right then, his huge rod thick and engorged, ready to split me open and invade my innermost orifice. I wondered how something so magnificent and large was going to fit inside, but I was also so wet that I knew it was possible and I wanted it so badly. I did not know if I could finish again like I just did, but I wanted to try.
Tony quickly grabbed my hips and turned me around. I had barely assumed the position and steadied myself holding on to the edge of the tub when I felt him entering me. My body tensed up and I prepared for him to push into me quickly, but he was nice and slow at first, easing his huge member inside me.
As he entered I could feel my tightness opening, being spread to the max. I focused on my breathing as my body rebelled slightly against the intruding force, but the pleasure was greater than any discomfort I might have felt at first. I was still so tender and so sensitive after the huge bomb of a climax I had just experienced that any sensation was amplified tenfold.
And then he was all the way in. I felt it and he signaled it by a sighing, pleasurable grunt as if accomplishing a great mission. I took several more deep breaths as he paused letting me get used to him.
Tony began to move in and out of me slowly, but firmly. His staff seemed to be getting even thicker and harder with each push as if he was not yet at his full potential. And my opening took it without hesitation, spreading farther and farther. I was not sure how much my juicy center could do, but I imagined as long as the pleasure continued it was going to do its magic.
Tony grabbed my hair just then, pulling it back just hard enough to inflict the slightest amount of pain and dominance. I loved it. I had grown tired of men who were afraid to dominate in the bedroom which was the area that a woman loved to be most vulnerable.
Tony began to hump me harder and harder. I could see us in the mirror just then, engaged in a beautiful and delicious act. Tony’s tanned, glistening muscles, on full display from the sweet sweat rolling down his body, pumping away at my curvy, ebony form. My large, shapely chest bou
ncing with every single thrust, his hand on my soft belly. Tony looked in the mirror as he continued to mount me from behind, jerking his hips forward and back like a man possessed. He took one of my belly folds in his hand and squeezed it gently. I could see the lust growing even greater in his eyes and this turned me on even more. To be so desired by this amazing man was the biggest turn on I ever could have fathomed.
I could feel my climax starting to build again. I couldn’t believe it, but he was so large that he was hitting every single pleasure spot with each thrust. This combined with the aggressiveness of his purpose was getting me fired up more than I ever imagined I could be. I was so wet that he was now sliding in with the greatest of ease. I could feel him getting tighter and tighter, harder and harder creating a vacuum seal within me that was pulling us both closer and closer to an epic finish.
“AAAGH!” Tony grunted as he released himself into me with a hard, warm blast of his hot seed.
My core responded by releasing its own earth shattering finish that made the first one seem minor by comparison. I gripped the tub so tightly I thought my fingers might actually break as I tried to keep from screaming at the top of my lungs. I bit my lip until I thought I tasted blood, trying to keep the sound deep inside of me, but it wanted out so badly.
Tony continued to pump into me for several more seconds to finish his epic climax.
When it was over we relaxed in the hot water, me leaning against him with my head on his massive, broad shoulders, while he was reaching around and gently massaging my huge chest, squeezing softly and making big circles around the center, occasionally moving down to rub my belly. I could tell he loved that I had a bit extra than most women. It felt so relaxing, so comforting, to be wanted and lusted after by a beautiful man who obviously loved a curvy woman like me. I could still feel his member, somewhat hard underneath me scraping against my back. It was turning me on a bit, but I think we were both too physically spent to do anything about it.
“So, that was interesting,” Tony said.
All I could do was laugh.
Chapter Nine
I was sitting in the living room after dinner that night watching Devon in his crib when Derek approached me.
“Hey, can you take a walk with me? I want to talk to you about something,” Derek said.
“Sure,” replied.
Truthfully, I didn’t want to move at all. Bill had prepared a magnificent feast of ribeye steaks, baked potatoes, an amazing chef’s salad, and the most delicious clam chowder soup I’d ever had. I was so full that I felt like I was going to burst at any second. So, yea I was not a big fan of movement at that moment. But Derek seemed like he had something important on his mind.
It has been my experience that when Derek has something important on his mind it is usually something really serious, that he thinks is somehow life changing and he needs to talk about it asap with someone. It is pretty damn lame, but I indulge him because I am his best friend.
Debra said she’d watch Devon so I followed Derek outside into the cold night air. We walked towards the edge of the woods. I was waiting for him to tell me what was going on. Why was he walking me so far away? Whatever it was must have been really important and I was starting to get worried.
"Ok, what's going on?" I finally asked when we stopped at the edge of the woods. In the distance, I could see the lights from the next cabin in the resort. There were eight cabins in all. I wondered to myself if they were all the same or totally different inside. I would have liked to have visited all cabins.
“Why don’t you tell me?” Derek asked. He was getting agitated. His voice was angry and gritty.
“What are you talking about?”
“I saw you,” Derek said. He was now pacing back and forth.
“Wait, saw me where? What are you talking about?”
“I saw you coming out of the Jacuzzi room with Tony,” Derek said.
I felt like I’d been punched in the stomach and I could not breathe for a few seconds.
“Ok, don’t tell anyone,” I said. “It’s going to be really bad if the others know. Tom just broke up with Beth and this is going to make it really weird for us to be here.”
“That’s all you care about? The rest of them finding out about your little tryst. What about me?”
“What about you? What are you talking about Derek?” I asked.
"I love you, Jackie. I've loved you for a long time, but you never saw me that way. I have done everything I can. We've been great friends and there is no reason that we can't take that further. I finally start to get the inkling that you might be changing your mind about me and then you go and hook up with that guy. I told you who he is and what he is about."
“Derek, you and I are just friends. Don’t you see that? I’m not interested in us being a couple. I value the friendship too much. Most relationships don’t work out and I don’t want that to happen to us because we won’t be able to go back to just being friends when it is over. And I talked to Tony about his family. That is not something he does or that his family does. It’s from the old times centuries ago.”
“Oh, I’m sure you believe everything he tells you. I felt sick when I saw you with him. What does he have? What does he have that I don’t? What do I have to do to make you see me as a man?” Derek asked.
I looked at him. I didn't know what to say. I had often asked myself why I didn't feel that way about Derek and it was just one of those things that were really hard to say. I didn't know why. I just didn't.
He was handsome, sexy, and fun, but I just never could picture us together and I valued his friendship too much to take that gamble. I thought he understood that but apparently, I was totally wrong on this. I hated that I had caused him pain. That was the last thing I ever wanted to do.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “I just don’t have those feelings for you.”
"Well, that is just great," Derek said. "Don't worry, I'm not going to tell on you. I wouldn't want to wreck my family's Christmas." With that, Derek started walking back towards the cabin.
***
The body was found in a grove of trees in the woods about a hundred yards beyond the edge of the lawn of a cabin three units down from the one we were staying in. Her name was Theresa Woods. She was a college student up at Mountainside Ski Resort with her best friends for Christmas. She was only twenty-one years old.
They were saying that she had been attacked by an animal of some sort. The idea was that a pack of coyotes or maybe even a black bear had wandered down from the mountains and stumbled upon Theresa when she was taking her early morning jog.
No one had heard her scream. No one had seen anything. It was the first murder in Mountainside history and the first murder in any of the neighboring towns for the past twenty years.
I decided not to go out to look at the scene. There was a crowd of onlookers like there always was when atrocities befell human beings, all looking and gasping trying to see if what was there was worse than their worst nightmares. I could attest that it probably was.
It was such a vicious attack. And so meaningless.
I could not believe that such an innocent life had just been destroyed on Christmas Eve. This was a day that most people woke up happy. They looked forward to spending the day and the night with family, friends, and loved ones. They drink eggnog and warm themselves by an open fire while they unwrap presents and listen to Christmas music or watch Christmas movies all day.
How could it start off like this?
“There is something not right about it,” Derek said. He’d just arrived back at our cabin after going out to investigate. I wanted to ask him why he went out there. He didn’t strike me as the type of person who had such a morbid curiosity.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“I mean they say that an animal attacked her, but there was just something about it that doesn’t sit well with me. It’s almost as if there was planning involved in it. Nothing about it seems random like they are saying.”
“I’m sure it was just a wild animal,” I replied, but I was really hoping to convince myself more than him. What if it wasn’t just an animal? What if it was a… shifter?
The thought made my blood turn ice cold. I felt nausea. Was it possible that Tony might have done this? No, it couldn't be. There was no way. I refused to believe it.
“You aren’t so sure either are you?” Derek asked.
"What? Of course, I am," I replied, my voice full of doubt.
“Any idea if Tony slept in his room all night or not?”
“Of course he was, I suppose. I mean how should I know? I haven’t spent the night with him.”
“You didn’t see it out there. This girl’s body did not look like it had been attacked by just an animal. I mean a lot of the cuts were straight, not jagged like claw marks would be. Maybe someone did not want to get themselves too messy…” Derek said.
I couldn’t believe what he was saying but I could not deny that he might have been right. What if Tony had killed this girl? No, the idea was preposterous.
“You are scaring me,” I said.
"I've terrified myself. Maybe we all should be. If a shifter did this then there is going to be human evidence left behind. We don't have animal DNA. On a basic molecular level, we are human beings. The shift is more of a supernatural nature, not a physical one.”
“Well, what makes you think that there will be human evidence?”
“I was listening to the forensics team down there. They weren’t letting people too close, but with my extra sensory hearing I was able to listen to them mumbling amongst each other. They found something. I saw them pick up a torn piece of red fabric from a sweatshirt or sweatpants not belonging to the victim, and they found some human hair samples. They could tell they were human by the texture and by holding them up to the light apparently. For now, they are telling the public it was animal related so as not to panic people and mess up the town’s major business of this ski resort.”
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