by Amanda Wals
"Now we're making progress," said Caitlin. The fury was still there, but not as strong. "If you love Thomas, then living apart is wasting money and reducing the time you spend together for no reason."
Rebecca finally faced Caitlin while continuing to hold my hands. She had odd look on her face.
"You think I'm a bitch, don't you?" asked Caitlin.
"No. You're assertive and you fight for what you think is right. I envy you. If I had done that, I wouldn't be in the terrible situation I'm in now." Rebecca turned back towards me. "But I'm fighting now. I'm going to fight for you Thomas with every ounce of strength I have." A small smile came to Rebecca's face. "Do you want me to live with you, Thomas?"
Before I could get out yes, Caitlin said, "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! When are you going to tell your parents?"
"My parents?"
"Yes," said Caitlin. "When are you going to tell your parents that you are going to move in with Thomas? Have you told them about Thomas?"
Rebecca's head dropped. We waited.
"I haven't told them anything about Thomas," said Rebecca to the floor. She sounded in utter misery. She shook her head slightly, then raised her head and looked at me. "Tuesday. Thomas, will you be there Tuesday? I'll tell them Tuesday. It'll be easier to tell them if you're with me."
"I'll be there," I said tenderly.
"Do you want Rebecca to live with you, Thomas" asked Caitlin gently.
"Yes. I've never stopped loving you, Rebecca."
"I've never stopped loving you, Thomas."
"Great!" said Caitlin. "Two more issues to resolve, then I'll agree that you love Thomas."
"Do they have to be resolved now?" Rebecca asked.
"Hell yeah!" said Caitlin. "Thomas is a big softie and if I don't get them resolved now, they may never get resolved. Let's talk about the small issue then the big issue. Thomas is big on cuddling, but you refuse to do anything in public more than hold hands. That hurts him. Are you willing to do more than hold hands in public?"
"I love cuddling with Thomas. It's just that..."
"Yes or no. It's late. Cut out the bullshit."
Rebecca turned towards me and squeezed me hands. "Is it important to you, Thomas?" Rebecca's voice had more strength.
"It is."
"Then I'll do better. It's something I'm not comfortable with it, but I'll work to overcome that."
I felt good about that answer. I didn't expect big changes overnight. What I wanted was the commitment to change.
"Okay, let's move to the big issue," said Caitlin. "Rebecca, you need to up your game in the bedroom." Rebecca's head drooped. "There's a reason why they call it making love. It's a very special way of showing Thomas that you love him. It creates a unique bond between you two. Relationships are full of frustrations. Guys can forgive a lot of frustrations that build up during the day if they are made love to at night. Make your sex life another source of frustration and the guy is going to walk away." Caitlin waited several moments for that message to sink in. "Let me guess - you were expecting to keep your panties on when you got in bed with Thomas tonight." Rebecca looked at Caitlin with wide eyes. She hadn't expected Caitlin to know such an intimate detail. "That's not going to work. If you want Thomas to believe that you love him, you need to show him by making love to him tonight."
"I'm...I'm not in the mood..."
"Then decide to get in the mood!" said Caitlin, the fury in her voice rising again. "Decide to control your moods! If everything has to be just right for you to make love, then you aren't going to make love often enough to keep Thomas." Rebecca sat unmoving. "If you don't want to show him that you love him, the door's over there."
Rebecca said nothing for a moment, then asked, "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to stay here. I'm not dressed to wander around the ship while you two get reacquainted. Besides, I think you could do with some tips."
"I'm super uncomfortable about this."
"Well, I'll take off my clothes if that will make you feel more comfortable." Caitlin whipped off her night shirt. "Take your clothes off," Caitlin told me. I slipped them off. We watched to see what Rebecca would do.
After a few moments, Rebecca came to a decision - she grabbed the bottom of the black cocktail dress she was wearing and pulled it over her head. She unfastened her bra and took it off. She kicked off her shoes then slipped off her panties. Naked, she laid down on the bed. "Thomas, I do love you and I'll do my best for you, but it's not going to be very good."
"C'mon, girl!" said Caitlin. "Positive attitude! You love Thomas. Thomas loves you. You've been apart for a few days. Let Mother Nature work her magic."
"I'm not comfortable."
"Then you and Thomas need to work on getting you comfortable. Thomas, what kind of foreplay does she like?"
"She likes it when I rub my hands over her body."
"Okay, do that."
I was lying next to Rebecca while Caitlin was sitting on the other side. I gently slid my hand up and down Rebecca's leg. Her muscles were tense.
"I have an idea," said Caitlin. She grabbed her silk night shirt. "Put this around your hand, Thomas."
I took the night shirt, wrapped it around my hand and started lightly stroking Rebecca's body with it. "Is that better?"
"Yes. That feels nice."
"Good," said Caitlin. "Now, you need to think about something that will put you in the mood. Hmmm...You enjoy showering with Thomas, right?"
"Yes," said Rebecca a little sheepishly.
"And during those showers, he'd touch you like this, right?"
"Yes", said Rebecca with a little smile.
"Okay. Close your eyes. Imagine you are in the shower. Warm water is flowing over you. Thomas is rubbing his hands over your body. He loves your body. You have such a great body."
Caitlin kept talking in a soft, soothing voice about the warm water in the shower as I ran my hand over Rebecca's body. I could feel the tension slowly flow out of Rebecca's body. When I ran the silk over her tits, her nipples perked up. Her breathing became slower and deeper. As she relaxed, she spread her legs apart, allowing me to run my hand over the inside of her thighs.
"You seem to be getting in the mood," said Caitlin in her soft, soothing voice. "It's best if Thomas makes you cum before you start making love. You'll be better lubricated that way and if he cums before you do, you'll still be satisfied. Do your prefer Thomas to make you cum with his hand or his mouth?"
"I like his mouth better, but I don't like how he smells afterward."
"I'll get a small towel for him to wipe his face on when he's done eating you. I'll also get a big towel for you to lie on so you won't get the bed messy."
I took that as my cue to eat Rebecca. I got on the floor and pulled Rebecca to edge of the bed. She was so light in my hands. I spread her legs and moved to her pussy. I pushed her pussy lips apart with my tongue and licked up and down. She was wet, not as much as usual but more than I had expected.
Caitlin came back from the bathroom with the two towels. I lifted Rebecca's bottom up and Caitlin slid the big towel underneath her. She set the small towel on the edge of the bed for me to use later. Then she got back up on the bed and lay down next to Rebecca.
"Do you have any personal lubricant?" Caitlin asked Rebecca.
Rebecca shook her head no.
"I'll give you mine tomorrow. Use it when you don't have a lot of time or when you want a quickie. Also use it when you aren't in the mood to get yourself off but still want to make Thomas happy."
"Thanks, Caitlin. Thanks for everything."
I was licking up and down Rebecca's sweet pussy. I used the very tip of my tongue to wiggle up and down in a very slow circle around Rebecca's clit. I could hear her breathing getting ragged.
"Do you like what he's doing?" Caitlin asked Rebecca.
"Oh yes. It's wonderful."
"Give him feedback regularly. He can't know what you think is great and what you think is merely okay if you don't tell him."
"Thomas, I love what you are doing now. It feels so good the way you are teasing me."
I was glad to hear she liked it. I did it a little more, then moved to something else as I knew it was best not to overdo.
Rebecca's pantings got deeper and deeper. When she was close to cumming, her pants became three quick Ha's in succession. She was panting that way now. I went back to wiggling my tongue in circles around her clit. She bounced her bottom up and down on the bed, making it hard to finish her. She thrashed her head back and forth on the bed with the bed sheets clinched in her hands. She arched her back and rocked her body back and forth as she quietly came.
I pulled back, sat on my haunches, grabbed the small towel and wiped my face. As I climbed back up on the bed, Rebecca was hitching further up the bed to give me room. I slid the towel to keep it under her. When her head was close to the other edge of the bed, she opened her legs for me. I moved between them, grabbed my cock and moved it towards her pussy.
"Rebecca, guide him in," said Caitlin. "It lets him know that you want him to fuck you and it eliminates any awkward fumbling."
Rebecca reached down, wrapped her hand around my cock and slowly guided it to her pussy. My head entered her vagina and I slowly pushed into her as she moved her hand to her side. She was so small that she was wonderfully tight, much tighter than Caitlin. Even though she was fully lubricated, I had to go slow on the initial push.
Once I was all the way in her, I stopped. She gave me a big smile. Moonlight was flooding through the cabin window and I could see her plainly. She still had the gorgeous, elaborate braid. The tears were gone, replaced with a look of joy. She was so beautiful.
"I love you, Thomas."
"And I love you, Rebecca."
"Please make love to me."
I smiled back at her. I slowly pulled myself out. She was so tight, I always had to move slowly. Her tightness made my every movement in her intensely pleasurable. I slowly rocked back and forth. The pleasure had me quickly panting. Rebecca had her eyes closed and the sheets rumpled in her hands.
"Talk to him," said Caitlin. "Give him encouragement."
"What should I say?"
"Tell him how it feels to you."
"It feels wonderful, Thomas."
"Also, give him feedback. Tell him if you want him to go faster or slower. Move up higher or lower."
"Keep going slow, Thomas. You feel so big in me."
"That's it. Don't say it as a criticism. Criticizing during sex is a big turn off."
While they talked, my eyes wandered over Rebecca's body. She had a fantastic body, yet so different than Caitlin's. Hers was firm and compact without a hint of sag. Her skin seemed more supple with no wrinkles or blemishes. Her tits only jiggled as we fucked because I went slower with Rebecca, whereas Caitlin's tits I had made bounce.
"Mmmmmm...keep this up, Thomas. It's a good pace for me."
Both Rebecca and I were breathing hard now. I had thought I would last a long time as I had fucked Caitlin not long ago and I had fucked so much in the last few days, but fucking Rebecca while Caitlin rooted us on was a massive turn-on and felt like I was close to cumming.
"A little faster, Thomas," Rebecca panted out.
I rammed in and out of her a little faster. I couldn't pound Rebecca like I could Caitlin, but her tightness more than made up for that. To get a better angle, I moved a little further up on the bed. I felt her feet pulling me into her harder and harder. It felt so great fucking her again.
"You feel so good. So good, Thomas," Rebecca moaned.
"That's it," said Caitlin. "It shouldn't be a conversation, just occasional encouragement. You both look to be getting close."
I was close. Fucking Rebecca was such a delight. I was thrusting into Rebecca as fast I dared because of her tightness. She was thrashing her head back and forth. I felt the tingle in the balls that my cum would soon be on its way. Rebecca's pussy got even tighter as she arched her back and quietly came. I came right after her. I felt my cum blasting into her, shot after shot after shot. I couldn't believe I had that much cum left in me.
We slowed and stopped. I leaned down and kissed Rebecca. "I love you.".
"And I love you."
I pulled out of her and lay down on the bed. Rebecca hopped up, pulled on her panties, then got back in bed. Caitlin retrieved her night shirt and put it on. Rebecca lay down in her usual spot on my chest. I gave her a big hug.
It's good to have you back where you belong."
She gave me a quick kiss. "It's good to be back. I know I've hurt you Thomas and I've lots to do to heal that wound, but I'm very happy you've given me the chance to do that."
"So if you were so in love with Thomas," said Caitlin, "then why did you drop him so quickly to go off with Jacob?"
"Guilt. Stupidity. Guilt." Rebecca told us about all of the guilt she had been feeling leading up to the cruise and the vision she had had while watching Jacob and me play Blackjack. "I didn't stop loving you. I convinced myself that my love for you was like my love for Paul - real, but not the deep, meaningful love that God intended me to have with Jacob."
"Why didn't you tell me about the guilt you were feeling?"
"What would you have said? That's why you never wanted to date a fundamentalist kid? What crazy parents I have? That's why you hated going to church with me?"
What would I have said? "Nothing useful, I guess." I had to think of something better to say. "Why didn't you do the Full Rebecca Sunday night?"
"When I came to bed that night, I realized that being unfaithful isn't an action; it's an intent. I had been unfaithful to you when I told Jacob that I had never stopped loving him. I had felt justified at the time but when I got to the bed, I knew you deserved better. I knew you would pour out your love for me during the Full Rebecca and I couldn't face that because I was committed to breaking your heart. I didn't like myself that night. I don't want to feel that way again."
There was a long pause, then Caitlin said, "Being a guy, Thomas probably wants to hear more about how you're going to fix things instead of how you felt."
Rebecca thought for a moment. "I need to be more honest. I told a bunch of half-truths and wound up in a position with no good way out, then I took a terrible way out. I need to be more assertive with my parents. Until I tell them proudly that Thomas is my boyfriend and I'm moving in with him, I'm going to have guilt issues that will hurt my relationship with Thomas."
"When it comes to telling your parents news that'll disappoint them," said Caitlin, "and Lord knows how many times I've done that, I've found it's better to get it done quickly. It's like taking a band-aid off - the slower you do it, the more painful it is."
"Ready to go to sleep?" said Rebecca.
"Hold it!" said Caitlin. "I want to hear the rest of the story. How you went from being madly in love with Jacob on Monday to banging on our door tonight."
"It's late," said Rebecca.
"Please," I added. "I'd like to sleep on all of it tonight."
"I'm tired of talking about how stupid I am."
"Rebecca, you aren't stupid. You got in a bad position and made a poor choice. You're a very smart woman and in this part of the story, you show how smart you are by coming back to me."
"I wasn't that smart," said Rebecca bitterly. "I was forced to come here."
"Please, Rebecca?" I pleaded.
"Okay."
She rolled off me and sat up. I was lying on my back in the middle of the bed and Caitlin was on the opposite side of the bed from Rebecca. Rebecca took a few moments to collect her thoughts. "Monday was a dream come true." She paused and stroked my cheek. "Sorry Thomas, but that's what I felt at the time. Tuesday was too. And so was Wednesday until bed time."
"Did you stick to your plan of no premarital sex?" Caitlin asked.
Rebecca laughed. "It went out the window right away. Once I moved into Jacob's cabin, we started kissing, then the clothes came off and we made love. I changed the plan to no premarital sex once
the cruise was over." Rebecca sighed. "So Jacob wanted to make love Wednesday night, but I wasn't in the mood. He said he would do stuff to put me in the mood. What he did put him more in the mood and annoyed me. Eventually, I said 'Let's do it' and we made love, but it wasn't good for him or me. Then he rolled over and started going to sleep. I told him I wanted to cuddle, but he said he was tired and wanted to go to sleep."
"Hadn't that happened earlier?" asked Caitlin.
"No. On Monday and Tuesday, we had made love in the afternoon. After making love, we talked and cuddled, then got up and did something else on the ship. At night, we held hands and talked until we were both ready to go to sleep. When we had dated before, Jacob had rolled over and gone to sleep after sex. That was fine then, but now I am used to cuddling afterward. Going to sleep by myself after a poor lovemaking session ended what had been an otherwise great day on a bad note."
"If post-sex cuddling is important to you," said Caitlin, "then you need to do whatever it takes to keep Thomas happy. You aren't going to find a better cuddler."
"I plan to do that. Where was I? Thursday was Jamaica and we went horseback riding along the beach. I love horseback riding and it was awesome. The dream was back. When the horseback riding was done, we played for a while on this beautiful, remote beach. We took a break from playing to go to a little village next to the beach and browse the shops. I don't like to shop, but it was nice just being with Jacob. Then we came to a store that sold bikinis. Jacob said I should buy one." Rebecca's voice filled with anger. "I feel it's wrong to flaunt my body and Jacob knew that. I told him I wasn't going to buy a bikini. He told me to grow up, that I had a great body and I should show it off. I told him I wasn't going to get naked in some little village in a third world country so I could try on bikinis. He told me it was perfectly safe and that he would stand guard."
Caitlin snorted. "He's not the most inspiring of bodyguards."
"Exactly. When I had dated Jacob before, the biggest problem in our relationship was that we never had a good way of resolving our fights. He would insist over and over until I gave in. I would get so mad at myself when I did. Once again, he was trying to win a fight by constantly insisting. This time, I got him to drop the subject by saying 'let's go eat lunch'." Rebecca paused for a bit. "Thomas, do you mind that I wear one-piece suits?"
