1 CHAPTER ONE
Rebecca got out of bed, still smiling. She bounced to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Turning the handle to the hotter side she continued to grin. A song popped into her head and she began humming as the water ran into the tub. She wanted the steam to build up a little in the bathroom, so she closed the door. Looking into the mirror she marveled at the “glowing” naked woman that smiled back at her. As the song continued to play in her head she squeezed out some toothpaste onto her toothbrush and began brushing her teeth. There was a pleasurable ache between her legs and stomach.
She rinsed out her mouth and placed her toothbrush back in it's holder, then stepped into the shower. The warm water cascaded over her, and she smiled again. How did he do it? I was so relaxed and...uninhibited with him. THAT'S what it should be like! She began to soap up and inhaled deeply. The smell of the resort’s floral soap and the fulfillment from the night before filled her with a sense of contentment. She showered for a half hour, letting her aroused senses take in the morning. Everything seemed more alive...more vibrant.
After toweling off she walked naked into her room. She didn't know what the girls wanted to do today, but her mind was focused on Jefferson Hughes. Just play it by ear...right? He said he wants to see you again...right? In her head she could hear Jill saying, “Let him come to you...or on you. Whichever works, babe.” Laughing she plucked through her luggage and picked out an outfit. Yeah...let him come to me...
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“What a fucking disappointment!” Jill exclaimed.
Rebecca snapped out of her thoughts of Jefferson's sexual exploits. “What? Sorry...I...thought I saw a praying mantas...”
Rebecca blushed as the words came out of her mouth, and she knew how sorry of an excuse it was. Looking at her sideways, Jill shook her head. She took a sip of her mimosa and looked at Deb.
“A praying-fucking-mantas...DEB. A praying-fucking-mantas...”
Picking up her mimosa Deb shook her head. “I didn't know you were so into nature Rebecca.”
A small smile played on Deb's lips, and Rebecca saw a little twinkle in her eye as well. Blushing Rebecca picked up her drink and took a sip.
Jill continued.” AS I was saying...His body was good... GREAT in fact. But his pecker was...I mean what is it with these bulky guys? I thought the 'roids only shrank their balls. I just don't get it.”
Rebecca smiled. Oh that's right...she hooked up with that guy from the club last night. Looks like I won in the “Great cock battle of the night.”
Jill was still going on. “AND....why the fuck would you spend all that time making your body look good if you have a small dick? I laughed when he pulled it out. I did...I couldn't help it.”
Deb stared with amazement. “You laughed at him?”
Looking at Rebecca, Deb's eyes were wide in shock. “Can you believe that Rebecca? I wouldn't be able to do that...I would just have had sex with him, and then laughed later.”
Jill was splashing some salsa onto her eggs with a spoon and looked up. “Oh I had sex with him...”
She added a few more splashes of salsa and put down the jar.
“You did?” Deb asked. “How...? Or more to the point...Why?”
She crinkled her nose and shook her head. Jill laughed and shoveled a forkful of eggs into her mouth.
She closed her eyes and chewed, making a “Mmmm” noise.
“Because...momma needs to get some after working that hard on the dance floor. Anyway...I have a hand and fingers to help out the less endowed.” She grinned slyly and took a sip of her drink.
Deb and Rebecca stared at each other for a second.
“Sooo...you...I don't know...do what exactly with your...um...fingers and hands?” Rebecca blurted.
Jill laughed her laugh that tinkled over the breakfast table. “Wellll...I help myself of course. Front door...back door...which ever.”
Both Deb and Rebecca's mouths opened in shock.
“Wait...whatttt?” Deb exclaimed.
Laughing Jill picked up her drink and took a sip. “Oh yeah...and sometimes it's their back door....”
Letting the thought hang in the air Jill sat smiling as Rebecca and Deb gaped.
“Oh close your mouths... You guys haven't ever played around on the back porch?”
Rebecca sat back in her chair and took a long drink from her glass. Deb was sitting and staring at Jill with a confused look on her face.
Taking another drink from her glass Jill smiled confidently. “Oh...my little prudes...there is so much to teach you.”
Rebecca couldn't contain herself anymore. “So you...you...diddle guys...um...in the...uh...”
Waving her hand Jill cut Rebecca off. “STOP...just stop...Jesus...don't make it sound so...dirty.”
Rebecca looked at Jill incredulously. “Dirty? You're talking about...about...the anus...and you're calling US dirty?”
Shaking her head Rebecca took a healthy drink from her glass. Realizing she drained it she waived the waiter over.
Jill sat smiling. Luxuriously she took a drink from her glass. “How 'bout you Deb? Never played in that area either?”
Numbly Deb shook her head slowly. “Nobody ever gave it a tickle?”
Jill prodded. “How 'bout a pinky in there? No…? You never gave one? You either Rebecca?”
The waiter had arrived at the table and was nervously listening to the conversation.
Clearing his throat the waiter shakily asked, “Ladies...only the one drink?”
Looking up at the waiter Jill glanced him up and down. He shifted from one foot to the other. He was around 21, and seemed nervous about the conversation.
“Looks like you could use one...”Jill grinned.
He smiled back hesitantly.
“Just get us a round there sweet-cheeks...” Jill smiled.
The waiter blushed and hurried off.
Jill turned back to the others. “Sooo...I guess I'm the only one who got lucky last night...Huh?”
Rebecca's face burned crimson and she was aware that the others were looking at her.
“Why are you guys staring at me?” She asked and looked at them.
Jill and Deb looked at each other and then back at Rebecca. “Well...because you left early...We thought maybe you hooked up with someone.”
2 CHAPTER TWO
Rebecca tried hard to look shocked, but she felt like the girls were seeing through her act. Shaking her head “no” she picked up her drink and took a sip.
“No,” she said as she put her glass down. “I went to bed early...” Not a total lie...I WAS in bed.
Jill was looking at her with a small grin. “If you say so...I call bullshit...but if you don't want to tell us that's fine.”
Rebecca grinned. “If there is something to tell...you guys would be the first to hear. Believe me.”
Turning to Deb, Jill moved on. “So...Deb. You gonna get some this week or what?”
This time it was Deb's turn to blush. “You know I'm dating Kevin.”
A sarcastic grin spread over Jill's lips, “Yeah...but does he know that you two are dating? I don't think it's official or anything...right?”
Blushing Deb picked up her glass. “Well...I mean we haven't made it official yet...”
Jill nodded triumphantly. “Then my mission is to get the both of you laid. Never saw so much cobweb-between-the-legs-having old maids in my life.”
They all laughed, but Rebecca used the opportunity to smile broadly. Already ahead of you there, Jill baby.
Rebecca was feeling a new outfit would be nice, so she made plans to meet up with the girls on the beach a little later. She didn't spend money very often, so the occasional new outfit seemed like a nice treat. Walking into the same shop that she had first seen Jefferson, she wandered around for a second.
A young woman came out from the back and introduced herself. “My name is Robin, if you need anything let me know. I'll be behind the counter, or in the back doing some inventory...okay?”
Rebecca smiled and nodded. She was glad that Robin wasn't going to be pushy. I'm not even sure what I want...but I want something new. She smiled at the thought because it seemed to mirror her current romantic situation as well.
Casually she roamed the store, picking out various outfits to try on. She felt like she was being watched, so she looked around. There was no one else in the store. Probably cameras. Looking around at the ceiling she didn't see any cameras. Taking her selected items she walked over to the dressing rooms.
She thought for a second and then walked over to the entrance to the back where Robin was. “Hey Robin...I have four outfits I'm going to try on...Okay?”
Poking her head around the corner Robin glanced quickly at the clothes in Rebecca's arms and then nodded.
She pointed at the dressing rooms and said, ”They're open. If you need anything just let me know. I'm sorry it's just that we got a huge shipment in and I'm the only one here.”
Rebecca smiled. ”Not a problem at all...”
Smiling Rebecca walked toward the dressing rooms. She liked the outfits she had picked out, and the prospect of Jefferson seeing her in one made her smile even bigger. Or maybe having it crumpled up on the floor next to his...Something caught her eye and she looked to the right. Smiling widely Jefferson was standing by a mannequin. He winked and slowly walked toward her, looking back to the back to see if Robin was around. Holding up his finger to his lips in a “quiet” gesture he opened the fitting room door. He entered and so did Rebecca. As he closed the door behind them, Rebecca could feel an anxious tremble in her legs. She also felt butterflies in her stomach.
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“What are you doing here?” She whispered, smiling. “I thought you had a book signing today.”
He grinned and started to take the outfits, one by one, out of her hands and inspecting them and hanging them up on the hook on the wall. “I do...at four o’clock.” He whispered back. “I was walking by and I saw you. So I watched you for a minute and then...” shrugging his shoulders he looked into her eyes.
He reached out to her and she noticed with a bit of excitement that he had a slight tremble to his hand. Why is he nervous? He stroked her cheek gently and then moved her head towards him. They kissed, tenderly at first, then deeper and with more passion and longing. Rebecca sighed as he gently started kissing her neck.
“You're just going to get me turned on and then have to leave...” She whispered.
He laughed softly. He ran his hand up her leg and stopped at the zipper of her shorts. He began caressing her while still kissing her neck.
“Maybe...”He whispered.
He deftly undid the button of her shorts, and quickly yanked downward. They dropped to the ground with a quite plop.
“Maybe not...” He grinned as he began to rub her through her panties.
He slid the thin fabric aside and began gently rubbing over her again.
She groaned and began to move her hips slightly to meet his touch. Kissing him deeply she could feel herself getting wet. She was even more turned on by the naughtiness of the public nature of their actions. She felt that she might come as soon as he touched her.
In her mind Deb's face flashed with her wide eyes as she asked “Did you have sex with Jefferson Hughes in the boutique dressing room?”
It was just so naughty, fooling around in the dressing room...in public. He slid a finger inside of her and she bit her lip to keep quiet. Her breathing was heavy and he was sliding his finger in and out faster. He rolled his thumb over her clitoris and her legs almost gave out. They were kissing frantically and his hand and fingers were working their magic. As the beginnings of her orgasm started she threw her head back and bit on her hand to keep quiet as the orgasm crashed through her. Spasm after spasm of pleasure caused her to twitch and shake. Trying to keep quiet seemed to add to the intensity and she could barely stand.
He kissed her deeply and she reached down to his crotch. She could feel his erection and she began to stroke it through his pants.
“I want you to fuck me.” She whispered. “Just don't come inside me...”
He looked at her with a small grin and nodded. They began kissing deeply again and he moved her from against the wall to the center of the fitting room. He quickly turned her around and began kissing her neck again. He ran his hands over her body and she rubbed his crotch. Stopping he pulled his pants down and she was able to rub his cock without any restrictive fabric. He bent her over quickly, and raised her left leg placing her foot on the fitting room bench. Rebecca pulled her panties to the side and he entered her.
Unable to help it she gasped audibly. He was inside her, and she felt so full! She had never been in this position before, both sexually and literally, and it had her so turned on she was soaking wet. He was sliding in and out easily, and quietly groaned. Reaching up he grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled backwards.
She let out an “Ohhh” as her orgasm started building quickly.
A knock on the door froze them both, and Rebecca felt her heart catch in her throat. “It's Robin, Ma'am. Just wanted to check on you, see if you need another size or anything.”
Rebecca grinned and looked at Jefferson through the fitting room mirror. They both had lust in their eyes, and Rebecca started moving her hips sliding his cock in and out of her.
“No Robin...I have the right size. It fits perfectly in fact!” She said with a mischievous grin on her lips.
Jefferson smiled and began thrusting slowly matching her timing. “Okay...well I should be finished with inventory shortly, just let me know if you need me.”
Jefferson yanked her hair again as he thrust deeper and Rebecca had to contain herself. “OKAY...I'll...mmm...I'll be finished soon.”
Jefferson was thrusting faster now, and Rebecca had her eyes closed with her head back. He was going in and out so smoothly, deep...so deep. Her orgasm hit her fast and seemingly out of nowhere. Her legs almost gave out as she spasmed.
He was holding her up and whispered in her ear “I'm going to cum...”
Without thinking she pulled off of him and turned around. She quickly bent over and took him in her mouth. She went down as far as she could. He groaned under his breath and his orgasm started. He was pulsing and throbbing in her mouth as his cum shot down the back of her throat.
She bobbed up and down a couple of times, slowly, feeling him in her mouth. He was biting on his hand to keep quiet, and she smiled as she kissed his cock. Sitting still for a second Rebecca felt embarrassed. What do I do now...? Her internal question was answered in a flash as he quickly picked her up and kissed her deeply. They kissed for several minutes and then forced themselves to break embrace. Grinning at each other they started to get dressed.
“Now...how do I get out without putting us in a pickle?” He whispered.