by Wood, Lauren
“That feels really good, John.”
“I know that might be cheesy to say, but if you would give me a chance, I could certainly make you feel a whole lot better.”
That got a smile, but she still didn't really give me an answer. I would have taken any answer, but the one I wanted was her need for me to be clear.
I didn't say anything as I moved on to her arms, going up and down them and letting my fingertips brush against her breasts as they moved back and forth. It didn't take long at all for her nipples to get rock hard, so much so that I could see them bursting out from the bikini top. As much as I liked to believe that I had everything under control, the truth was that I didn't. She was very beautiful and my attraction to her had somehow multiplied.
“Why don't you lay down, so that I can do it proper?”
Dina had been looking at me and I would imagine it was because I was making her so nervous with my hands. She didn't want to admit what was going through her mind, but she didn't have to. I could see all of the very real signs of desire in her. She was turned on and it wouldn't have taken me long at all to get her wet. From there, all I had to do was convince her that she needed exactly what I was going to give her.
For a minute, I didn't think that she would actually take a break. She seemed to be against it, like she knew what would happen if she laid down. Then I would have full access to her, and I would give her exactly what she needed. All I needed was for her to trust me a little bit, even though I knew that was an impossible task to ask. I had my chance with her a long time ago, or that's how she saw it. To me, it was no option, but now it was. Now she was next to me and beautiful and practically naked.
“I am not going to do anything to hurt you, Dina. Just lay down and I will make sure to get it everywhere.”
“Just put the sun block on then, nothing else.”
“What else is there?”
“You know what you're doing. Don’t act so innocent.”
“Am I making you wet?”
She sighed out loud and shook her head. It was one of those situations where I didn't really have to hear the answer. I already knew what it was.
She squirmed a little bit as an answer and I have to say, that it was one of the hardest things that I had seen in a long time. She finally turned over and let me have her back. It gave me a perfect view of her ass and the rest of the long lean muscles around her. I couldn't take my eyes off of her for a moment, and Dina finally sat up a bit and looked behind her.
“Are you alright? I thought you were going to rub me down?”
I told her that I was, but I don't think that she believed me. Hell, I didn't believe myself. I don't know what the hell was going on, but my hands were shaking, and I froze. It wasn't like me at all. The reason that I did so well with women was because I didn't let that sort of thing get to me. People thought I was a Casanova because I could usually pretend to be uninflected. Truthfully, usually I was, but this was not one of those situations. This time, she was affecting the hell out of me and the concept was so foreign to me that I had to really think it through.
“Yeah, I'm fine. I just need to get some more sunblock.”
I stood up and walked away as quickly as possible. I was actually running away and the whole time I was talking shit to myself, telling myself that I was an idiot. What had I been thinking?
It took a few minutes for me to pull myself together and then I went back out to be with her. I had actually forgotten the sunblock and I had to go back for a few minutes and then come back with it. Dina had this funny look on her face, and I was afraid that she could read my mind. That she somehow knew what she was doing to me. I didn't like the idea of that at all.
“Better?”
I noticed that she was looking at the swollen knot in my pants. Apparently, she thought that I had to go take care of that. I was losing my street cred with women, or at least with Dina, and I didn't like that at all.
“Yeah, it took a minute to find it.”
“I bet.”
It's not liked that Dina. I would never a waste a nut doing that. I don't think I've done that since I was a teenager.”
Instead of letting her allude to it, I just met her face on with it and I got the reaction that I wanted. I had a feeling that Dina wasn't going to tease me anymore, because at the moment, she was so embarrassed.
Dina laid back down and closed her eyes. Her body was still on full display and it was just as hard to take as before.
Whether I thought I had it together or not, I was starting to understand that with Dina, there may not be any winning. We were both still doing the same thing, but I was the one that was shaking inside. I was the one that was messed up, and I needed to even the odds. I did not like feeling vulnerable like this. With Dina, I felt nothing but vulnerable.
15
Dina
As much as I liked to believe that I was the one in control, and even though I had affected John in a way that made me giggle inside, as soon as his hands went back on my body, I knew that there was no way that I had any control. The only control I had was to hold in the pleasure that he was presenting to me. I didn't want to seem so easily swayed, but he had a gift and I was more than happy to receive it.
If I thought about the fact that this was the guy that I had wanted for so long, it became even more complicated. It was just like I knew it would be. My whole body tingled with his touch and it was hard for me to wrap my head around that. He started on my lower legs and moved up slowly. By the time he got to my upper thighs, I was shaking inside and thankful that I didn’t have that much more to go. It was impossible to pretend like he wasn’t feeling good.
The sounds that escaped my lips, no matter how badly I tried to hold onto them, was the first clue that I had. I knew that this was getting out of hand. I was lifting my hips up, opening my legs a little further, just in the chance that his hands would rub up against me. It was all I needed. All that I wanted. It was an obsession that I didn’t even know I had, until I had it. It was awful and I was still trying to figure out what I was going to do. I couldn’t let this go on, could I?
“Why don’t you flip over, so I can do the other side?”
I was now the one that didn’t know what to say. If he got ahold of the front of me, there was no getting out of what was going to happen next. This could all still be seen as innocent. Not all the way of course, but in some ways. He was just rubbing on me, but the other side of me, was going to show him what all of that attention had done. I wasn’t sure if that was something that I wanted John to know. He was predatory and I didn’t want to look like prey, any more than I already did.
I looked back at him and I could see the hardness that kept bumping against me. I knew that if I did that, I would lose myself. I had already lost myself too many times to John. The last thing I wanted to do was do it again. Every time that I had done so, it had turned out badly. How was I to know that it would be any different?
Instead of saying no, I did exactly what he wanted me to do. As much as I knew that it was a mistake, that it was going to make everything even harder than it was, I still did it. The sad thing was that I don't think I could have stopped myself. I wanted him to touch me. I wanted to feel his hands on me, and I wanted everything else that came with it. John had always had this sort of control over me that I couldn't stop.
I turned over and covered my eyes with my forearm. It was one thing to know what was going to happen, but it was another thing altogether to wait for it to happen. I was shaking inside while he looked down at me, and I didn't know what to say. What was I supposed to say to all of this?
Once again, he started at the bottom of my legs and worked on my calves for several moments, before moving upward. I was slick enough from the backside rub, that he didn't even really need to touch me anymore. All he had to do was look at me now, to see how much I needed him. He had been thorough, if not anything else.
When he started to get higher, I could feel his hands starting to go whe
re they shouldn't. He kept nudging my legs open and this time, I just let them fall a little bit further apart. Now he could rub all the way up to my panties. That was enough for a time, but then I started to move a little bit more, so that his hands were touching the part of me that was covered with fabric.
I jerked when I heard thunder overhead. The sky had changed at some point and the sun was no longer out, shining like it had been. Now it felt like something sinister was in the air. I don’t even know when it happened, but the first raindrop fell down onto my body and so help me, it felt like a sign. I’m not sure what it was a sign of, but if I had to guess, it would mean that what I was doing at the moment, probably wasn’t what I was supposed to be doing.
I started to sit up and John growled at me.
“It’s about to rain, John.”
“Woman, I couldn’t care less about the rain. I just want to taste you.”
He said it so matter-of-factly that it was hard for me to respond for a moment. He had this way of saying things, with this determined look on his face, that was hard for me to deal with. I wanted to tell him to stop with all of those comments, but at the same time, I sort of liked them. I wanted him to taste me, because I knew where it would lead. I would get the release that I had been putting off for far too long. It was an all-consuming need and the more I thought about it, the more I cared less and less about the rain.
It was only when my panties were being pulled off and the lightning struck very close to me that I started to rethink my options. My hips were lifted off of the deck and my eyes closed with the pleasure that coursed through me. I was going to tell him to consider our safety, stop this madness, but once his mouth was on me, there was nothing else I could do. I had to give in, because I needed it probably just as much, if not more than he did. It was killing me, truly it was.
Then, the wave of pleasure overtook me, knocking the wind right out of me, until I couldn’t breathe. It just felt too good and it was all I could do, to cling to him and hold on. The rain was coming down harder, the wind had picked up, but I was burning up like I had a fever. It was all too much and I had to push him away.
John yanked me back to him, and I came again before I was finally free to go. I was breathing hard and I backed up a little bit. My hair was soaked, as was the rest of me. John had a grin on his face and said something about how good I tasted.
“Sir!”
I looked over at a man that had come up on deck. I knew that he was one of the men I was introduced to earlier, yet now, I was only wearing a bikini top, soaking wet, in the rain. I had never been so embarrassed in all of my life. Worst part was, anything to cover up with, was several feet away, so I had to cover up with my hands. It wasn’t ideal, to say the least. Of course, John wasn’t undressed at all. It was obvious what was going on.
“This better be good, Stan.”
“The weather, we have to go back in.”
“Alright.”
“Well, you need to get in. It’s too dangerous out here.”
The guy’s eyes kept going back and forth from me to him. I could tell that Stan didn’t want to be the one out here, but I agreed that we should, just because I wanted this moment to end. It felt like it was going on forever.
“Would you like me to get you a towel, ma’am? Or a blanket?”
“I got it, Stan. Thanks.”
John’s voice was a little gruff and I looked back at him, to see his expression. He didn’t look happy at all, but I don’t know what was going on in his mind. He looked pissed off, but why? Seemed like Stan was just trying to be helpful. Was this like what had happened with Dale?
Stan left and I looked to John.
“What was that about?”
“The man was ogling you. I was trying to help.”
“Sounded like you got mad.”
“I don’t want anyone looking at you, Dina.”
It was said in a quiet tone and so simply that it put a chill down my spine. Why did I get a feeling that this wasn’t as small of a thing as he was making it out to be? John was jealous. I’d seen it before, and I could only imagine why. It’s not like I was his…
16
John
I don’t know what happened, but something changed with Dina. She got cold all of a sudden, even though she had been burning hot not too long before that. I was confused to say the least.
“Why don’t we go in? I need to get back and get some studying done. I shouldn’t be wasting time out here.”
I wanted to get into it with you, go back to where we were, when I had my head getting smashed by her thighs as she came. That’s all I could think about at this point, all I wanted to.
Now, it was all over and it was going to take me a minute to stop the feeling of need that was coming over me. It wasn’t enough that I had a taste, I needed more, but Dina was making it clear that she wasn’t there yet. It was one of the worst feelings in the world. I wanted to know what was going to happen next, but I didn’t get the chance.
I took her back home and she immediately retreated to her room. I knew that she was using studying as an excuse to stay away from me, but it was just because she couldn’t handle what happened. If I was honest, I was having a hard time rectifying it all in my head too. It was going to take more talent than I had at the moment. I kept asking myself, what the hell had happened? I was truly at a loss.
She didn't come out of her room for the rest of the day and she made it clear to me that she didn't want to talk about it. Worse yet, she didn't want to make the effort to have it happen again. I thought everything was going so well and then it just wasn't. I was stumped and that was something that I didn't like.
Lisa tried to come over and I actually insisted that she didn't. The last thing I needed to deal with right now was with her. It was already bad enough I had messed around with Dina. I didn't want to make it even more complicated.
So, it surprised me more than anything, how upset I was about it all. I really shouldn't be. This was a decision that she made, and it wasn't like it was going to make or break me one way or another. But then again, why did I feel this heaping dose of despair that I couldn’t shake because of it?
What was also starting to get on my nerves was the reason that the phone kept ringing off the hook. There had been five calls today and every single one of them had been for Dina. When I talked to the maid, she gave me the messages and it was all from the same guy. Somebody named Christian.
I wanted to say something to Dina, but I didn't see her until the next morning and when I brought it up, she had this weird look on her face, and it made me wonder even more what was going on. Why didn’t she just tell me who he was? Obviously he was someone to her.
“I just wanted to know who it was. He seems to be rather interested in you. Is it someone at work?”
“Well, considering that the last person I talked to at work got punished by the boss, I don't think that you'll have to worry about that anymore.”
It took me a minute to realize that she was talking about Dale. I hadn't really punished Dale, I just made it hard for the two of them to go out. That certainly wasn't punishment, or maybe it was.
“Are you really talking about Dale?”
“Do you realize how many people are mad at me right now because of it?”
“What people?” Was this why she had turned cold?
“Everybody at the office. They are mad at me because they think that I am the reason that they were given all the extra work. People are staying away from me because of it and it’s becoming harder to do my job.”
I told her that it wasn't my intention at all. I was actually rather surprised to hear that, because I certainly had not heard anything about it. I was going to have to get on to my assistant. He was the one that was supposed to be keeping me abreast of everything that was going on. Obviously, he wasn't doing his job in that way. I had known nothing about it.
“Is that why you have been avoiding me at work?”
“Yeah, that an
d I just don't know what to do about it. It is hard for me to imagine a scenario where people finding out about us is a good thing.”
The fact that I agree, didn't matter. I did not like the idea that she was getting a hard time at work because of me. That certainly had not been my intention.
“What can I do to make this better?”
“Stop getting jealous.”
It took me a minute to realize what she was saying. “I'm not jealous.”
“Really?”
“It's not that I try to be. I just want to know that you are...”
I didn't even know how to answer that or to finish it off. What was it that made me so jealous of her?
“I don't know? All I know is that this guy keeps calling for you and I am just hoping that it's not somebody else at work.”
“It's not. Christian is just a guy that I have a class with. That's all.”
“He seems to be rather invested in you. It doesn't seem like it's just because you have a class together.”
“No, I would imagine it doesn't. He keeps asking me out and he's not taking no for an answer. I kept trying to tell him that I have too much to work on right now, but he doesn't seem to get the hint. He just hears what he wants to hear and now he thinks that we're going to go out.”
“How did he get the number here?”
She told me that she wasn't sure, and it made me wonder. Even as we were talking about how jealous I was and how unnecessary it was, at the same time, I was feeling exactly the same way. I didn't like all the attention that Dina was getting here.
“Well, I will make sure to get the number blocked. So, you won't have to worry about it anymore.”
“We have two classes together. I don't think it's going to be something that is just going to go away.”
