Grantley
As we drove east on I-70 toward Yellow Springs, neither Phoebe nor I said a whole lot. I was still nervous as hell and she understood that, so she just held my hand and left me to my own thoughts.
After forty or so minutes, we drove up in front of the large, Colonial looking hotel and I had to admit it looked pretty nice. Marcia had, of course, made the reservation for us. She’d stayed here a couple of times, so it had to be good – Marcia only liked the best.
“Wow,” Phoebe said, looking up through the side window. “It’s so pretty.”
“Yeah, it looks nice. Marcia says the rooms are pretty luxurious.”
Phoebe turned to me and gave me a huge smile. “Thank you for inviting me. This looks as though it’s probably the nicest hotel I’ve ever stayed in.” I leaned in and kissed her softly. It was probably going to be the best I’d stayed in too, but because she was with me.
“Come on, let’s get checked in.”
“This bed is enormous,” Phoebe said, bouncing up and down on it. “We could get four people in here.”
“I think just you and me will be fine. Unless of course you want me to take the couch.” I nodded to the pale blue couch, under the huge plate window with colonial shutters on it.
She looked up at me, her arms braced either side of her and grinned. “No, I’m quite happy to have you share with me.”
“That’s good.” I bent and kissed her forehead and then moved over to the oak chest where we’d placed our bags, pulling my t-shirt over my head. “I’m going to take a shower, unless you want to go first.”
As I bent to search through my stuff for some clean underwear, jeans, and tee, Phoebe’s arms wrapped around me from behind.
“How about we shower together,” she whispered, placing a soft kiss on my back.
Instantly my body came alive and my dick stirred. And as her delicate fingers popped the button on my pants, I let out an involuntary groan.
“Shit, Phoebes. Are you sure?”
“Never been surer.”
Very slowly, she caught hold of my zipper and pulled it down, pushing her hand inside and taking hold of my rock-hard dick, her other hand squeezing my shoulder as she moved her kisses to my neck. “So this shower we’re going to have.”
“Phoebe.”
“Hmm,” she groaned, her lips on my neck.
“This shower, are you going to do extras, or am I just going to have to watch you, like those damn monkeys, and jack off to the sight of you wet and naked?”
“No, this is most definitely an interactive activity – not show and tell.”
When she pumped my dick, I dropped my head forward on a groan, and reached around to twine my fingers into her hair with one hand. The other I placed over Phoebe’s, urging her to take a firmer grip of me. She pumped me a couple of times more and, if possible, I went even harder.
“Take off your clothes,” she said into my ear.
As she moved away from me, I felt the loss of her at my back. Her touch and the feel of her pushed against me, had felt so damn good. Without any hesitation, desperate to have my body against hers again, I rid myself of my clothes, leaving them in a heap on the floor.
I turned around to see the most magnificent sight I had ever seen. Phoebe was standing in front of me, in nothing but a tiny dove-grey scrap of lace covering her pussy. Her hair fell over one shoulder, covering one of her high, round breasts, leaving the other exposed. Her hips flared out from a narrow waist, to toned thighs. As my eyes grazed over her, Phoebe’s hand went to her stomach, where she had an adorable, little potbelly.
“I don’t go to the gym and I like chocolate and crisps,” she giggled nervously.
I strode toward her, pulling her hands away and threading my fingers through hers. “You’re fucking beautiful and perfect. Never think otherwise and don’t ever hide yourself from me.”
Leaning forward, I cupped her cheek and kissed her gently.
“So, how you going to relax me?” I asked, my dick straining and pulsating.
She grinned at me and turned.
“I’ll show you,” she said, over her shoulder as she moved toward the bathroom. “Just follow me.”
I watched as her ass swayed seductively and I was pretty sure I would follow her anywhere.
“Shit Phoebes,” I gasped, rolling onto my back. “I can’t remember my name, never mind what the fuck we’re here for.”
“Good.” Phoebe breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling rapidly. “I succeeded.”
“Where the fuck did you learn that thing you did in the shower? Not from some damn glittery sword shaped like a dick, I’m sure. I think I saw stars.”
“A girl never reveals her all secrets.”
She giggled, her tinkling laughter filling the air and my soul. She was everything that a man could want, and she’d damn well side-swiped me into wanting that everything myself. I had not seen her coming and I was pretty glad I hadn’t, because if I had, I may well have gone into hiding.
“What time is it?” Phoebe asked, turning onto her stomach.
I reached for my cell. “Just before two-thirty. You hungry?”
She shrugged and kicked her legs up behind her. “I ate quite a bit on the plane.”
“Yeah you did.” I laughed and slapped her ass. “You even finished off my dinner.”
“Ow.” Phoebe reached behind and rubbed her ass cheek. “It’s the altitude, it gives me an appetite.”
“Whatever. Hey let me do that.” I moved her hand and started to gently rub where I’d slapped her. “Sorry, was it too hard?”
“No, I’m just being a baby.”
“Even so,” I said, pushing up. “I’m sorry. Maybe this helps.”
I placed a kiss on the soft flesh.
“Hmm,” she moaned, dropping her head to the bed. “That’s nice.”
“It is, hey?” I gave her another kiss, adding a little nip to it. “How about this?”
Slowly, I kissed down the curve of her ass and along the back of her thigh.
“Yes,” Phoebe said breathily, her back arching. “That’s really nice too.”
“What about this?”
Another kiss while my hand caressed her backside.
“You’re amazing,” I whispered, kissing her other thigh. “Perfect.”
Kiss and caress.
“You make me laugh like no one ever has before.”
Kiss and caress.
“I smile all the time when I’m with you.”
Kiss and caress.
“You make me feel normal.”
Kiss and caress.
“Oh God, Grantley.”
Phoebe’s breaths were short and quick as I carried on kissing back up to her ass.
“I’m so close,” she moaned.
I gave her one more kiss, touched her pulsing bud and watched in awe as my girl went off like a rocket.