by Mlyn Hurn
Jack had figured some cuddle time was just what Andy needed to feel more comfortable with him and the change in their relationship. She might not realize it yet, but this was no “one-night stand” or a cruise fling. This wasn’t going to be a memento for her to store away. She had crossed the line tonight.
Then he felt her moving around and next thing he knew, she tweaked his nipple! Didn’t she know where this would lead? He guessed he would have to stop her and tell her a few facts of life. Pausing, he recalled that Andy wasn’t the same woman he’d known in college. There was a good chance she’d had numerous sexual encounters since then. The way she looked there was a good chance she’d had more than he!
What the hell?
Andy kissed his other nipple now! Wait…she slowly licked it with her tongue. Oh God! She circled around and around, and then she sucked him into her mouth. She didn’t bite, or just lightly move her lips…hell no! Her mouth pulled him inside, deeply, and then her tongue worked his nipple even as he felt the sucking coming from her cheeks. All thought of stopping her ended, and he slid his hand up to cup the back of her head.
Jack groaned at the feel of her foot moving up and down his leg, as she continued to suck his nipple.
“Holy shit, Andy!”
Her hand curled around his cock. No sooner had he stopped speaking and Andy was stroking and pulling, arousing him once again. His pre-cum was already easing her movements.
I’m going to stop her, he thought. It’s too soon—
Andy released his nipple and slid down in the bed, shoving the covers out of the way.
Jack barely had time to lift his head off the pillow when he felt hot, wet heat surrounding his cock. Looking down, he saw Andy had taken his shaft in her hand, lifting it as she bent her head. As he watched, he felt the soft caress of her lips sliding up…down…God! She could drive him crazy.
Jack fell back onto the bed. His brain fogged as his body took over. His need was great…possibly even greater than earlier. Dimly, he was aware of Andy moving a little, but she continued to stroke and caress him while she kept him in her mouth. He could feel himself getting closer…his balls tensed up, getting ready to shoot another load of semen.
Suddenly, Andy was gone! Jerking up his head, he saw her pulling the nightgown up and over her head. A moment later, she straddled his thighs. He opened his mouth to say something, and then he felt the wet, soft and amazingly hot flesh against the head of his manhood. Her thighs relaxed and he entered her body as she pushed down.
“Unh!”
He heard her soft grunt as he filled her body. He wondered if she felt even fuller this way, than the other. It sure as hell felt like heaven to him! His hands lifted to curve over her hips. His gaze seemed to be glued to where his cock split her pussy lips. He forced himself to look upwards to where her breasts jutted out proudly with their new adornments. He imagined sucking her nipple, slowly, and when they healed, he would tug on the small ring with his lips. Not enough to hurt, though—
His gaze lifted to her head. The short wings of her hair fell forward, concealing most of her face. Now he saw how sexy the pert bob was. The sexy sides curling in drew attention to her lips. He remembered how her mouth had looked moments earlier, stretched around his cock.
“God, Andy! I don’t think I can last much longer.”
“You don’t have to.”
“I want you to come with me.” Jack lowered one hand to stroke over her smooth mound. He delved between her lips and quickly found her clit. Wiggling his finger brought her quick response.
Andy felt her control slipping as Jack’s finger slid around her clit. She couldn’t stop the involuntary jerks and shudders of her hips. The regular rhythm kept getting changed. Then before she knew it, her body orgasmed. Muscles and nerves spasmed like crazy. She was dimly aware of Jack’s hands again clutching her hips, holding her steady. A few seconds later, she realized he’d thrust up, inside her. The fire filled her from within as she felt his cock jerking deep within her contracting muscles. Over and over, his cock shot semen into her body.
Andy knew what she doing, in spite of her earlier doubts. She wanted this intimacy with Jack, even if nothing ever came of them being together. Her body spent, she fell limply forward. Sighing, she acknowledged that she trusted him more than any person she’d ever known, despite years passing since they’d seen each other. Then she blocked out her thoughts. Worries would come later. For now, she had no regrets.
Jack caught her easily, lowering her to rest on his chest. He was still hung up in the after effects of his climax. His cock quivered, nestled by the warm cocoon of Andy’s body. Deep within her hot flesh, he could feel mini-muscular explosions taking place.
God! he thought in amazement. This had been better than he had ever come up with in his dreams.
He didn’t move. He just savored the weight of her body on his and especially the feel of being inside Andy.
Hot damn! Eight long years had passed, but he was exactly where he had wanted to be that night before graduation. When he had finally figured out he was attracted to her it had been too late. But now, he had fucked Andy Bond! This was his Kilimanjaro, in a weird way.
When he heard Andy’s deep, even breathing, he realized she’d gone to sleep. Knowing that she felt comfortable enough to go to sleep in this position filled him with warmth and a sense of…peace. As for him, closing his eyes, he was intently aware of the warm, soft pillows of her breasts on his chest. Of course, he was most aware of the way his cock slid slowly from her tight pussy. Jack did consider perhaps she was tight enough his johnson might not come out on its own. What he did feel was all the liquid leaking out around the seal he formed.
He had brought the waste can in from the bathroom and set out three condoms before he climbed into bed. His heart and mind had been in the right place. He could have slowed Andy down. Well, he probably could have slowed her down long enough to grab a condom. But he hadn’t.
Taking slow deep breaths, Jack acknowledged a deep, dark desire. He wanted to bind Andy to him, ideally with love and commitment. But only a few days remained, and if he…his thoughts stumbled over the idea. Baby. Child. Andy. Saying the words gave him a warm feeling deep inside. It felt right. He already had a fairly good idea of what she would look like partway through her pregnancy. Unlike a lot of guys, that image didn’t turn him off. In fact, he could recall the way she’d looked on that date—
It was the last night of spring break and they would have to leave midday tomorrow, Sunday, in order to get back in time for classes. And as agreed, Jack had asked Andy to go on a beach picnic. She hadn’t looked at him, but she’d accepted. Of course, now he knew why. But that evening, he had just planned a nice beach campfire, food, and for them to just listen to the music of the ocean.
Love of the ocean was something he and Andy had in common. They both enjoyed listening to the waves. Everyone else always wanted the radio playing or the stereo on. Down on the beach, he had already set up a little campsite. He spread the blanket and invited her to sit while he got things going. Andy was never one to let people wait on her and she had started taking things out of the basket, setting up.
He easily got the fire started. All the food was ready and didn’t require the fire. Soon they were eating the sandwiches, fruit and wine. He filled Andy’s glass twice, thinking it was only red wine. Later, once they were back on campus, Tony and Danny confessed they spiked his wine with several different liquors. Each paper cupful had been at least one shot of hard liquor.
He had been feeling pretty relaxed he recalled as they stretched out on the blanket, looking up at the stars. For a while, they had played a game called “Name that Constellation”, but Andy was much better than he. Jack suggested a game of forfeits. They could each ask the other a question, and if they got it wrong, then they had to pay.
It was fun at first, losing shoes, socks, and then he lost his jeans, followed by his sweatshirt. At least the night air was warm enough out so neither was ch
illed. Jack was in t-shirt and boxers when Andy lost her sweatshirt. He should have guessed by her startled reaction, first to losing, and then in her hesitation taking it off, but he hadn’t. She didn’t have anything on underneath it. If he’d known, he would have asked for her pants. Or at least, he argued he would have done the gentlemanly thing.
But Andy didn’t her thoughts or emotions.
Jack knew he stared at her round, plump body, especially her lush, full breasts. Luckily, he answered his next one correctly, but Andy did not. There was nothing more in the world Jack wanted at that moment than to ask for her pants, instead he asked her to kiss him.
“Not a peck either. A real, up-close, personal kiss. With tongue,” he added quickly, as an afterthought. He was sure she’d refuse.
“Okay,” she whispered. “Uhm, how do you—?”
Jack didn’t wait for her to ask more directions. He moved across the short distance and stretched out next to her. As he waited, he watched her nervously lick her lips, and that made him want to do the same. After what felt like an eternity, Andy moved closer and he felt the heat from her body.
She paused. “Should we sit up?”
Jack shook his head. “You lie back and I’ll lean over, all right?”
Andy nodded and settled back on the blanket.
Jack took a moment to look at her lush, naked beauty and then he pressed against her. He didn’t wait for her to initiate the kiss though. He found her mouth and delved right in. His tongue went searching and found hers. It took a little while, but he coaxed her tongue into his mouth.
God! How he had savored that moment.
Then he squirmed around a little and quickly cupped her farthest breast in his hand. She overflowed him and he loved it. Squeezing eagerly, he kissed her mouth once more and then headed south. Andy’s squeal of surprise as he closed his mouth over her nipple told more than he had thought to ask. Moving swiftly, he wiggled around so he could kiss one breast while he squeezed and played with the other. He especially liked the way her nipples were getting longer as he sucked and teased them.
He was in heaven!
Soft little sighs told him Andy liked what he did and he made no effort to hide his raging hard-on. As he sucked one nipple, his hands were at her hips, dragging her sweats and panties down. In the moonlight, he saw her dark bush and smelled her arousal. It was mixed with scents of the ocean, the breeze and the surrounding trees and sand. Together, it was the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced.
Jack rarely lost control, until that night. He wanted Andy. Her thighs fell apart for him and his hand discovered her petal-soft, wet pussy. He nearly lost it. Quickly, he found her clit, and began working it feverishly to bring her to climax. It would be easier for her if she were relaxed as he entered her virgin—
“Hey! Jack! Are you guys down there?”
“We’re back early!”
“Come up and let’s play some poker!”
They both froze as they heard their friends’ voices shouting out, carried on the wind. Jack moved away from Andy, afraid the others might come stumbling down here. Andy immediately scrambled for her clothes. She was dressed and standing before he could even move. He felt a little silly in just his underwear all of a sudden. And he was angry and frustrated.
“I’ll be there in a few minutes. Deal me in!” Jack shouted back towards the house, and then turned to look at her. “Come on, Andy. We have time for a quickie. They’ll never know.”
He had seen a cloud come over her face and it was like a steel door shut.
She was already shaking her head. “No, you go back up now and I’ll pack up and take care of the fire.”
“No, I’ll do that. After all, it was my idea.”
“It’s all right. This way maybe you can win some money and the whole evening won’t have been a waste.”
Jack remembered he’d gone back because he was pissed. And he needed to get rid of his hard-on before he saw the others. Several times he’d tried to talk to Andy about the incident, but she was too slick to pin down. Even now, he wasn’t completely sure what had changed. Of course, now he knew she had known about the nickname and the forced date. In his eyes, it had not been like that. He volunteered because he wanted the chance…to what?
Good question. He would have bet money he had not planned to make it with Andy. She wasn’t that kind of girl. None of the girls in their group fit the category, which was why the guys had been careful about getting involved with one of them. Ray and Gayle, on again, off again, had been the glue for four years. They had continued it since then, as well.
He wasn’t a person to waste time on what if and should have. But he did wonder what might have happened if he had made love to Andy on the beach. Would they have ended up together?
Jack drifted to sleep on that thought.
* * * * *
Jack was pissed and at this point he didn’t give a rat’s ass who knew it. Very reluctantly, he agreed to come to dinner with the group. Both Ray and Gayle decided to sit on either side of him. He wasn’t eating and he’d had two drinks before dinner. His humor wasn’t improving.
Things had been bad since he had awakened this morning, quite late, and alone in Andy’s bed. Assuming she was downstairs, he had jokingly put on the see-through peignoir she’d worn the previous night to go in search of her. Hard to know who was more shocked as he came down the staircase—Henderson or himself. Maintaining what he could of his dignity, he asked about Andy.
“Ms. Bond left for an appointment, sir. She did not say when she would be back, but she did leave instructions for which gown to prepare for tonight.”
Jack did give Henderson his due in that not once did he smile, grin or even curl his lips. But he was still foggy from sleeping so late. “Dinner?”
“Yes, sir. Ms. Bond told me she is dining with the Duke in the Queen Anne Suite. Although, since he is occupying both suites this cruise, I guess it should be called the Queen Victoria-Anne Suite.” Henderson had looked at Jack, as if anticipating an appreciative comment. When none was forthcoming, Andy’s butler cleared his throat. “I understand the Captain will be dining with them as well. I hope Ms. Bond has a good time.”
Jack didn’t bother to add his good wishes. He still reeled under the fact Andy was going to dinner with that guy! What the hell was she thinking? Had last night meant nothing to her? Henderson’s voice caught his attention.
“May I order you some breakfast, sir? Ms. Bond requested I get you anything you might require, as her guest.”
Jack wouldn’t have thought he could feel worse. He did. All of a sudden, he felt like her gigolo! Angrily he turned on the stairs, calling back over his shoulder. “Sure, order me up enough for two. Oh, and a friend of mine will be coming by in a bit.”
Sleepy and his brain in a fog, Jack still sat on the bed ten minutes later when a chuckle drew him back to the present.
Ray stood just inside the bedroom. As Ray walked towards him, his friend held out a sack where he’d stuffed Jack’s clothes and shoes. The closer he got, the less able he was to hold back his laughter.
“Go on, damn it! Get it over with!” Jack finally said.
Ray guffawed as Jack took the sack. “I must say your page caught the guys’ attention.”
“You didn’t tell them anything, did you?”
“Uh, no. Just you needed a favor.”
“Thanks. Where’s Gayle?”
“She’s with Andy. They are having a ‘girls’ day out’ and warned me to be ready in time for dinner.”
“So, that’s where she is.”
“Guess I don’t have to ask how your night ended,” Ray smiled as Jack started to the bathroom.
Jack turned, holding the sack in front of his crotch. “My night was better than my day.”
Ray laughed again. “Don’t tell me you went looking for Andy wearing that and found Henderson instead?”
Jack pointed a finger at Ray. “You can’t tell anyone about this, no one!”
R
ay groaned. “Not fair, man.”
“You want me to tell Gayle about the belly dancer?” Jack threatened.
Ray deflated, defeated. “Okay, okay. Hurry and get dressed. Henderson said your breakfast would be here in a few minutes.”
“I’ll just take a quick shower and shave later.”
Gayle touched his arm, drawing Jack’s attention.
He had noticed her new haircut, a little longer than Andy’s, but with the clipped back. Realizing she was talking, he tried to focus.
“I’m ordering you some dinner, Jack. You must eat something.”
He considered arguing, but decided it wasn’t worth his effort. “Okay, whatever you’re having is fine.”
Tony, who sat across from the three of them, reached across the table for a slice of bread. “We’re planning on going to the dungeon party for a while tonight. Are you going to come, Jack?”
“Yeah, I will go to see what’s happening.” He saw no reason to elaborate he was only going to look for Andy. Exactly what he would do when he saw her, he was not altogether sure.
Danny set down his menu. “What was the favor you needed this morning, Jack? Ray didn’t say before he took off.”
Jack heard Ray, seated beside him, start coughing and then cover his mouth with his napkin. He looked at Danny as he spoke though. “Nothing too important.”
“We were all gonna tag along, but then we decided to get some sun.”
Ray coughed again.
Jack turned to glare at his friend. He had neglected to tell him he was almost surprised en masse. Wouldn’t that have been a treat?
Just then, Ray glanced over and broke out in boisterous laughter. No doubt his so-called friend was imagining the same scenario.
“What’s so funny, Ray?” Gayle asked, leaning forward.
The others were quick to pick up something was going on.
“Share the joke, man!”
“Now we’re all curious. Come on, Ray, give over!”
Liz, who was seated across from Ray, looked from Ray to Jack. “I smell a mystery.”
