Autumn's Glow

Leaning against a pillar next to what had been the gift table of
his cousin's wedding reception, Jeff looked over the remaining
scattered guests. A cluster of older relatives was gathered
around his mother, gossipping with that very relieved looking
mother of the bride. Various uncles were nursing their final
beers of the night as the few kids who were still awake made the
rounds of the empty tables to scrounge leftover candy and
balloons from the centerpieces. The happy couple was still out on
the dance floor jamming with their college buddies to some kind
of techno/hip-hop medley that he didn't quite get.

"Having a good time?" asked a soft voice at his side. The petite,
red-headed bridesmaid slid next to him and looped her arm through
his. He started briefly at her arrival, but was not at all
unhappy to have her join him.

"It's OK. I like seeing everyone together at these things. I'm
not that close to Jenn and Tom, but it's family, I guess." He was
a little afraid to add that what he'd liked most about this
wedding was meeting this Kristen, his cousin's sorority sister
and bridesmaid. His sister Cindy had introduced them at the
rehearsal dinner last night. Kristen had been seeking refuge from
the maid of honor, an overbearing blonde named Candi. The three
of them had enjoyed forging a subversive bond that evening, and
this morning they had sprung Kristen from the bridesmaids'
manicure session to join the groomsmens' golf outing instead.

The hip-hop died down and the DJ announced the last dance.
Kristen tugged at Jeff's arm and beckoned him to the dance floor.
The music was slower, some romantic oldies, and Jeff flushed a
bit as Kristen moved in close to him. He tried to move along with
the music without stepping on her feet, and they settled into a
gentle swaying motion, which she didn't seem to mind too much.
She leaned her head against his shoulder and let her hair brush
against his cheek. "What about you?" he asked. "Are you having a
good time?"

She nodded. "It's a little strange. I haven't kept up with the
group so much since I moved down to Madison for law school. Some
of them are more annoying than I remember. But I want Jenn to be
happy, and I think Tom is a good match for her." She sighed.

"Thinking about someone else?" he asked.

"Yeah...but no. That's done and no regrets. But..." She stopped
for a moment and looked at Jeff, studying his face as though
trying to make up her mind about something. The next song
started, and she led out to dance. "Listen--what I'd like to say
might sound bad, so if it offends you would you just forget I
said it?" 
Jeff nodded, albeit with a raised eyebrow. 
"OK. Well. I'm having a great time. I've loved meeting you and Cindy. But do
you know what would make this night really complete for me?" 
He shook his head, but cocked his ear to listen. 
"Well, I um, somehow ended up with a king jacuzzi suite upstairs. It was kind
of lonely last night. I really wish that there was someone who
wouldn't mind sharing it with me...."

She thought she felt Jeff's arms tense a bit as he considered the
implications of what she had said. His face broke into a wide
smile as he replied. "So is that a request for volunteers?" 
She returned the smile and nodded. He pulled her closer and gave
her a gentle swing in time to the music. "I, uh, didn't pack
anything for an overnight stay, you know. No pajamas or
anything..."

"I'm not expecting you'll be needing anything like that. Well,
except maybe a toothbrush, and the front desk always has those."

He hugged her a bit tighter as the song ended. "I'm really not
used to these kinds of offers, you know," he said softly.

"I've never made this kind of offer before", she whispered back.

A few other couples were lingering on the dance floor, so the DJ
obliged with one last slow song. They danced quietly for a few
seconds. "Is um, anyone going to miss you tonight?"

"No--I drove myself. I don't know where Cindy went off to, but
she'll cover for me if anyone notices."

"Well, I think I'll say goodnight to the bride, and head on up to
my room. It's 233. See you in a few minutes?"

Jeff just smiled and nodded. Kristen gave him a discreet peck on
the cheek and a flirty wave as she turned to leave. He took a
moment to make some light conversation with his uncle, the
beaming father of the bride, shook hands politely with some
fairly tipsy "old family friends", and excused himself for a
breath of fresh air. His head was spinning a bit all of the
sudden. The night was clear, and he expected the morning might be
frosty. All in all, a nice night to contemplate a hot jaccuzi and
warm bed and... What on earth had possessed such a lovely
creature as Kristen to show an interest in him? He wandered back
into the hotel, and headed for the lobby, where he obtained the
complimentary "forgetful traveller's" toiletries kit. He decided
to stop in the lobby restroom to brush his teeth and freshen up.
He didn't look too bad in the mirror, and didn't think his
stubble needed the trouble of a shave.

Outside the door he heard a very whiny commotion, and another
male guest burst in, muttering obscenities under his breath. Jeff
recognized him as part of the college crowd, but hadn't met him.
The large wet stain on his suit coat carried the distinctive
smell of vomit. "Stupid bitch can NOT hold her liquor. Damn
it..." Jeff mumbled something vaguely empathetic and exited
quickly. Slumped in a chair outside the bathroom was the tearful,
now quite dishevelled, maid of honor, still with a dribble of
vomit on her cheek. Jeff handed her the packet of tissues from
his kit, and wished her a good night, though he suspected that
she wasn't going to remember much of it.

He found room 233 easily and knocked quietly on the door. Kristen
let him in with a radiant smile. She was still in her
bridesmaid's dress, but had let down the formal "up-do", so that
her red-brown hair swirled down to her shoulders. She had also
taken off her shoes, so when he reached to hug her, he noticed
that her head now tucked cozily beneath his chin.

"Make yourself at home", she chirped, "I'm just getting the
jaccuzi filled up. Hope you like it hot. I've got a couple of
bottles of water if you want one, but I didn't think to steal
anything stronger from the reception--hope you don't mind."

"No--I think I had plenty downstairs. Though not as much as your
friend Candi." He kicked off his shoes and undid his tie as he
proceeded to describe his earlier encounter with Candi and her
date.

Kristen giggled a little, then just shook her head and sighed.
"Poor Todd. He could've had a girlfriend with a head on her
shoulders, but he had to go for that bubble-head with boobs. Hope
he doesn't get her pregnant or something and wind up stuck with
her permanently."

"I take it that you might have dated him too, then?"

"Yeah--I thought it was serious, but once she got her claws on
him, the way he behaved...like I said--no regrets." She noticed
Jeff's frown. "Listen--it was two years ago. And no--I didn't
invite you up here to rub anyone's nose in it. It was why I was
avoiding her last night--but that just gave me the chance to meet
you. This really isn't my style at all..." She blushed and
trailed off.

"OK. I was wondering. A little. I mean, this is all kind of
sudden..." He sat on the edge of the bed and watched her fiddling with the jacuzzi's faucets. "So--what IS your style?" 

"Well--first off, it's been a year and a half since I've slept
with anyone. If you want my 'Number' I guess it's 3 & 1/2,
counting 2 guys I got to second base with in high school. I've
always been monogamous, always had safe sex, and have stayed on
birth control to manage my periods. I've never asked a guy home
on a first date, and never, until now, dated a guy I only met the
day before. Is that enough information?"

"I'm not here to conduct an inquest. I've never slept with a girl
before knowing her pretty well, either. And my number is exactly
Two, if that matters to you. I guess I'm a little insecure, to
tell the truth."

Kristen sat down next to him and took his hand. "We're supposed
to be insecure about sex, I think. Isn't it kind of a weird thing
to do?"

Jeff laughed. "Yeah, it can be. I mean--people look funny naked,
yet people pay money to look at naked pictures. It's like, basic.
Instinctive. And sometimes we smell funny, or fart, or make weird
sounds...but yet, then after, you just feel kind
of...vulnerable...and like something really important and
spiritual has happened..."

She smiled and laid her head on his shoulder. "Look. I invited
you here because this bed really did feel pretty empty last
night, and I like you. I do want to get to know you better. And,
well...with the wedding and all, I have to admit--it's been a
long dry spell for me and frankly I am really horny this weekend.
So I guess I'm putting sex first, if you want it, and maybe
leaving the dating thing open for later. OK?"

He grinned at her. "OK. I like that. Sounds like fun." He kissed
the top of her head and she lifted her face to let him kiss her
more thoroughly.

"Hmmm. That's a nice start. Do you want to help me out of this
dress?" She walked over to the door to fasten the night lock and
dimmed the room lights. Returning, she started to undo his shirt
buttons, and nuzzled his neck. He reached behind her to loosen
the zipper of her dress, and played his fingers through her hair.

"There's no hurry is there?" he asked.

"No. No hurry. "

He scooted up to the head of the bed, and beckoned for her to lie
down next to him. She propped herself up on one elbow and
grinned, tickling at his late-night stubble. He admired the shine
of her auburn hair as it framed her fair face, and traced his
finger from her chin, to her neck, and then to the inner curves
of her newly exposed cleavage. "I'll always take a brain over
boobs, but there's nothing at all wrong with these."

She smiled. "Thanks. Tell me, what else do you like? About sex, I
mean."

"Hmm...lots of things. I love just exploring a woman's body. I
want to see you naked--appreciating your shape, study your
curves, the texture of your skin and hair, finding out whether
the 'carpet matches the drapes'..."

"What?"

"You know...like, um, if your pubic hair is the same shade as
your head hair color?"

Kristen giggled. "Oh! Anyway, uh, I hope you won't be disappointed, but, um...there isn't any carpet. I guess I've decided I prefer bare floors!"

"Oh...!" He blushed a little. "Well, that will be a new
experience for me. But I've heard it can be pretty
nice...especially when I go down on you, which I love doing, by
the way..."

"Oh man. I am already melting and you've hardly touched me." She
reached out to him and pulled him into an embrace. He began
kissing her in earnest, and she responded with passion. He
finished undoing her zipper and unhooked her bra, then massaged
her spine and shoulder blades. Her skin was soft, but her muscles
were nicely toned underneath. He made a mental note to ask her
sometime about her exercise habits. She purred softly as he
massaged her lower back and slipped his hand lower to caress her
buttocks. She pulled back slightly from the embrace to finish
undoing his shirt, and let her hand wander aimlesslessly over his
chest for awhile, before she reached toward his belt buckle and
began to undo his fly. Her fingers slid over the cotton briefs
and stroked his swelling member. "I love pleasing my man, too, "
she whispered. She withdrew her hand and cradled his head as she
kissed him again deeply. He felt his erection harden with the
thought of how those warm lips and probing tongue might feel
engulfing his cock. His tongue played back at hers, imagining
that it was her slippery, naked clitoris. "Oh my god, you're
turning me on", she panted. "Please get me out of this dress!"

"We can stop any time you want to", he teased.

"We are NOT stopping and you know it!" She sat up and started
pulling at his pants legs. He lay back and smiled at her,
obligingly lifting his hips up to assist, and finished removing
his shirt while she peeled off his socks. Kneeling between his
legs, she massaged his thighs and gazed upon the bulge pressing
against the front of his briefs. Smiling, she ran her hands up
his sides and crawled across his chest and shoulders until she
was lying prone atop him. "Are you ready to get naked with me?"
she whispered to him. He nodded and she stood up in front of him,
holding to the front of her dress with one hand, and with the
other beckoning him to join her. He stood to embrace her again,
running his hands over her back and bottom, then moving to her
shoulders and slowly pushing the silky garment off her arms. Her
bra fell away with the dress to reveal the pale mounds of her
breasts. He raised his hands to cup them, admiring how perfectly
they fit in his palms. Each was crowned with a slightly raised
pink aureole from which a firm nipple pointed outward.

"Beautiful", he breathed, lowering his mouth to kiss each one in
turn. He teased at each erect nipple lightly with his tongue,
earning an excited gasp from her mouth. The dress was now
crumpled at her feet, and they stood together, each just one step
from total nudity. She wrapped her arms around his neck and
pulled him close for another long kiss. He enjoyed the warmth of
her bare skin against his chest as his hands roamed freely over
her body. She held tightly to him, feeling his growing hardness
pressing against her soft belly.

She hooked her fingers beneath the elastic of his briefs and
looked up into his eyes playfully. "Together? On three?"

"Nope. One at a time. And I get to go first." He slid to his
knees, kissing at her breasts and stomach. He nuzzled at the damp
fabric covering her mound while palpating the firm muscles of her
thighs. He looked up into her face and began slowly pulling her
panties down. Her smooth vulva was flushed with arousal, the
swollen, silky inner labia peeking from its cleft. "Gorgeous. How
absolutely beautiful you are..." He traced his finger gently down
the center, then kissed her there, breathing deeply of her aroma.
With his tongue he gently parted the lips and tasted her musky
nectar. He felt her take in a sharp breath, and release a tiny
moan.

"Ohmigod, if you do that again..."

"I can't wait. You taste wonderful. It's so beautiful and wet and
smooth... I want you, Kristen."

"I want you too. Oh God I want it! It's been too fucking long!"

She pulled him to his feet and led him to the jacuzzi, sitting
down on its edge. "My turn." She cupped his balls lightly through
the cotton briefs while tracing the bulging shape of his erection
with the other hand. She wasted no time in pulling off this last obstacle to her goal, and his full erection stood at attention in front of her. She waited only a moment for him to kick the briefs off his ankles, then leaned forward to rub her lips lightly over the tip of his cock. She rubbed it over her cheeks and lifted it gently to nuzzle the delicate case below.
"Mmmmm. You have a beautiful cock, Jeff. I almost want to skip
this jacuzzi and get right down to fucking you. But maybe we can
wait just a little longer." 

With that she stepped into the tub and motioned to him to join her. She had him sit down first, then lowered herself onto his lap, facing him. The hot bubbles churned around them as he lavished attention on her breasts, licking and sucking each nipple to its full hardness while she moaned her
approval. His hard cock was pinned between them, and she slid her
smooth labia over its length while he squeezed her firm ass. She
felt her whole body flushing with arousal and moaned in her
pleasure. "Ooohh God Jeff. Oh you feel so good next to me. Such a
wonderful lover. Oh please stay with me tonight, oh..."

"I'm loving every inch of you, Kristen. I want to make love to
you all night long."

"Oh please do...and oh please wake me in the morning with
more..." The timer on the jacuzzi clicked off and the bubbles
stopped, but they continued to caress each other awhile longer,
until Jeff finally suggested they break their embrace so he could
stretch out his legs. He raised himself to the edge of the tub,
letting Kristin slide back into the water. Her breasts floated
invitingly at the surface of the water, and damp hair framed her
smiling face. She sighed and raised herself to a kneeling
position between his legs. His cock stood swollen and proud,
pointing toward the ceiling. It looked so powerful, yet so
inviting. She kissed the turgid shaft, and licked around the
purple glans. Looking into his face, her smile unfading, she
parted her lips to take him inside. She held the head just inside
her mouth and washed it generously with her tongue, teasing his
tiny opening with its tip, then let it slide out with a soft
'pop'. 

"I know this isn't supposed to matter, but this is
definitely the biggest cock I've had. Oh god...oh I can't wait to
feel you stretching my insides with this thing. Oh fuck I want
you."

Jeff just moaned as she returned to sucking him. "Unnnnh....oh
Kristen, oh babe. Oh that feels good."

Kristen just smiled, which was actually a little hard to do with
her lips halfway down his shaft and her tongue stroking his most
sensitive places, but kept up her work. Her fingers teased at his
testicles and tickled at his hidden rim. Drawing him slowly out
of her mouth, she kissed and licked again over the tip. "Would
you like me to finish this here? Hmmm? I could make you come
right now, couldn't I? You're young and strong. You'll get it up
for me again, won't you. Will you? Will you stay hard and fuck my
hot, wet cunt tonight? Can you? Will you?"

Jeff could only moan and nod. She had already brought him so
close, and the past hour of constant arousal had him nearly ready
to explode. She returned to him in earnest, stroking at his shaft
while letting her tongue roam freely over the head and ridge. She
again stroked beneath his scrotum and pressed a fingertip against
his anus. Just as she sensed his scrotum contracting and felt his
breathing intensify, she sucked in on his glans and lashed
quickly with her tongue at the sensitive underside. He moaned and
shouted as hot semen erupted into her mouth. She pulled back and
stroked his pulsing cock, letting the thick, creamy fluid splash
onto her waiting breasts. Rubbing it into her skin, she suckled
gently on the end of his cock as he pumped the last drops of
salty cum onto her eager tongue. The sounds of his arousal sent
shivers down her spine, and vibrated in her genitals. She licked
the glans one final time and pulled herself up to stand in front
of him. He gripped at her bottom in a tight embrace as he
breathed laboriously against her stomach. "Please, Jeff. Please
take me to bed now."

He stood carefully and draped her shoulders with a towel. They
each stepped gingerly out of the tub and gently dried one another
between kisses. "That was wonderful, Kristen. Just wonderful. But now it's my
turn." He blotted with the towel down her body, then bent down
and scooped her up in his arms. She gasped with surprise and
delight, then giggled as he carried her to the waiting bed. "We
should have pulled down the covers before we got going, huh? Just
hold on..." She held to his neck with both arms as he bent a little to grab
the spread and pulled, opening the sheets. With a laugh she let
go and plopped down onto the pillows. She was a lovely sight,
smiling, arms stretched up above her head, opening her body
delightfully for his view. Her nipples poked up from the soft
breasts as though begging him to stop staring and to start
sucking. Her rounded stomach gently rose and fell with each
breath--and between her parted thighs her smooth, naked vulva lay
exposed and dripping arousal. He knelt between her legs to
stretch himself over her body and kiss her again. She responded
by wrapping her limbs around him and crushing him against her.

"I'm loving this," she whispered. Loving every second."

"I am too. I feel like I could devour you."

She just groaned and opened her mouth as he kissed her
passionately. She invited his tongue deeply into her mouth and
sucked at it hungrily as he foreshadowed what he intended to do
below. He rolled to his side and slid a bit lower to take a hard
nipple into his mouth and sucked at it hungrily, while his hand
roamed over her belly and traced around the perimeter of her
heated mound. The labia were smooth and slippery with arousal. He
couldn't resist sliding his finger along their cleft to touch the
slick softness of her center. She moaned the moment he touched
her there. He slid his finger gently across her waiting opening,
each stroke earning another hungry moan. Tracing upward, he
arrived at the firm ridge of her engorged clitoris. "Uuunnnh",
she groaned. "Ohhhhooohh god....ohHHHHH." Her hips thrust upward
suddenly and she grabbed his hand and pressed it down hard. She
cried out as she shot through a climax. "Oooohhhmigoh..oh omigod.
Oh god oh fuck it's going to be one of those nights..." She
grabbed him forcefully and pulled him on top of her, but he was
not going to enter her yet. She writhed beneath him, her hot wet
mound thrusting against his chest as he kissed his way lower
until he could taste her juices directly. Her hands gripped at
his head and pulled his hair as he buried his face in her
dripping pussy. Delirious with pleasure, she thrust herself at
his face to meet the eager assault of his tongue. Her stream of
moans and cries made it clear that this was no time for teasing.
His tongue licked broad strokes over the full length of her
cleft, and lashed furiously against her hot, hard clit. Sucking
hard on the sensitive ridge, he slid one, then two fingers into
her slick opening. She writhed and thrust against him, moaning in
delightful agony in continuous peaks of orgasm. He'd been lucky
enough to bring a woman off more than once in the past, but never
had he seen such a constant flurry of emotion and passion. "OH
fuck omigodomigod oh FUCK oh shit oh GOD I'M COMING AGAIN oh FUCK
ME OH EAT MY CUNT OH GOD don't stop oh GAHHHHD!" She urged him
profanely on until with a final arching of her back, she gasped
into silent pleasure. Panting and gasping, she gently pushed his
face and hand away from her swollen mound. He quietly kissed her
inner thighs, and made his way gently across her stomach and
flushed breasts to kiss her open lips. She pulled his face to
hers and circled his lips with her tongue, tasting her own cum on
him. Sighing with satisfaction, she smiled. "You're really good
at that, you know."

He smiled back. "You're the one that's amazing, Kris. Is that
what you meant by 'one of those nights'?"

"Umm hmm. Oh god--I was cumming the second you touched me. And it
just kept going. Oh god. Oh Jeff..." Looking into his eyes, her
chin began to quiver slightly, then tears flowed, and she began
quietly sobbing against his shoulder. "I'm ok, I'm ok...I'm
sorry..." Jeff just held her tightly as the emotion flowed out of
her. He thought that everything was fine, as she said, but he
wasn't sure. He just knew enough to do nothing, and to hold her
close until the sobs passed. Finally she sighed, smiled and
kissed him softly. "Amazing. It was just so powerful. You did
that to me. I'm sorry I kind of lost it there."

He smiled back with relief and kissed her back. "You're
incredible... And you're beautiful. Every inch of you is just
delightful. And you taste good, too." She kissed him again, as if
to confirm her flavor, and closed her eyes, still smiling. He
watched her resting, studying the rise and fall of her breasts.

"Jeff?"

"Hmm."

"I still want you inside me."

"Oh?"

"I did want to be on top, but now... I'm kinda wiped. But
please..." She reached for him.

"That's OK. Let me make love to you."

"I feel kind of like a wet noodle right now." Her hand found his
hard cock where it pressed against her hip. "But you don't. Thank
God!" She opened her eyes and rolled in his direction, embracing
him. "Please fuck me, Jeff. Come inside me."

He rolled her to her back and lifted himself over her. She
shifted her hips to where she could feel his hard rod press into
her groin, and squirmed against it. He felt her slippery wetness
sliding on him and moaned his approval. Even underneath him, she
felt in control, sliding upward slightly so that the tip of his
cock caressed her clit and gently parted her inner labia. She
moved her hands over his hips, encouraging him to press forward
into her. Even as wet as she was, she felt stretched as he
entered her. "God, Kristen. You feel perfect." He pressed in
slowly, savoring every inch. Her only response was to moan softly
and wrap her legs around his thighs. She clutched at his
buttocks, urging him on until he was fully ensheathed in her to
their mutual satisfaction.

"Unnnhhh. OOOhh god. Oh it's so big. Oh Jeff. So good." In spite
of her earlier exhaustion she wriggled beneath him, rubbing her
clit against his hardness. He didn't move, relishing how tightly
her channel gripped him. He leaned down to kiss her again, and
she passionately pulled him to herself. Her hard nipples teased
his chest and begged for his attention. Slowly and carefully he
withdrew his cock partway and gently rotated his hips. He dipped
his mouth to her breast to suck at her nipples as her wet sheath
sucked at his cock. If he pulled back from her, she clung to him
and moaned with longing to be filled completely. When he again
plunged deeply, she writhed against him and pressed her engorged
clit against the root of his cock. "Oh Jeff. Fuck me. Please FUCK
me." The words were delivered in a whisper, but with intense
urgency.

He continued to move slowly in and out of her. "I want to fuck
you Kristen. My god you are so sexy. So hot. So tight. So wet.
Ummm." He raised himself up to his knees and pulled her legs
upright to rest on his shoulders. Now he would be in control, and
she groaned her assent. He increased his tempo, and the pitch of
her pleas rose. With one hand he steadied her upraised legs, and
with the other he found her swollen clit. He thrust harder and
faster now, and with each thrust he pressed on her clit, bringing
a squeal of pleasure. Her fair skin was pink and flushed across
her breasts and neck, and she panted and groaned until she again
stiffened and arched into her final climax. Her mouth moved in a
silent plea to "fuck me oh fuck me oh just fuck oh come oh come
in me oh" as he felt his own climax rising. He groaned her name
and moaned as his cock plunged into her, and pumped hot cum into
her depths. Spent, they lay together quietly, bodies gradually
relaxing, and slowly separating. She reached for a towel and
dabbed at the mixed fluids dripping out of her, as he
straightened the sheets and pulled covers over their cooling
bodies.

She embraced him and breathed peacefully into his ear. "You've
made me a very happy girl tonight." He silently nodded his
agreement to her, and they drifted together to sleep, and perhaps
to relive their passion in dreams.

A few hours later, he woke feeling the need to pee. Carefully
sliding free of the bed, he stumbled to the bathroom and took
care of his need. Returning to bed, he slipped in behind her and
looped his arm over her. She wriggled her naked bottom closer to
him and embraced the arm which held her. "You're hard again..."
she whispered.

"It's nothing. Don't worry about it. It will go away."

"I don't want it to go away. It would be a shame to waste it."

"Aren't you tired?"

"Of course. But I still want it."

She turned to face him and rolled him to his back. "I told you I
like to be on top." Her molten center was moist and slippery,
sliding along his hardening shaft until it opened to him. She
moaned in pleasure as she took him fully inside, relishing how he
filled her. She took his hands and stretched them over his head,
holding him down by his wrists as her pelvis rocked against his.

"I like this", he whispered to her. Her breasts dangled a few
inches above his mouth, so he beckoned toward them with his lips
and she gladly lowered them to his waiting mouth. He teased each
nipple with his tongue, then captured one fully and sucked hard.
She moaned, and her cunt reflexively squeezed his shaft in
return. He repeated his attentions to her other breast and moaned
himself as she contracted around him. She continued to grind her
wet pussy against him as he made love to her breasts, sighing and
groaning with each surge of pleasure. As her pleasure built, she
increased the tempo of her movements, and soon was rocking
intently on the fulcrum of his cock. His hands were still pinned
above his head, but he shifted his legs to gain leverage against
her thrusts and met each press of her hips with a thrust of his
own. His lusts had been thoroughly satisifed already, so he felt
no urgency this time. He studied her face in the dim morning
light. Her eyes were closed, and she seemed intently focused on
the sensations coming to her where they joined. Her lips pressed
tightly together each time she withdrew, then parted slightly as
he filled her again. Gradually, her lips opened wider in
pleasure, and her soft moaning began to crescendo. Suddenly her
eyes popped open and met his, and she ground against him in
orgasm. She groaned and fell across his body, releasing her grip
on his arms. He stroked her back and bottom as he gently moved in
her awhile longer. Finally he groaned and thrust deeply, sighing
into her mouth as he came again.

They slept this way until the clock radio turned itself on at
8:00. Groaning unhappily, Kristen untangled herself from Jeff's
legs and crawled over to turn in off. "Unh. I must've forgotten
to turn it off yesterday morning when we left for golf."

"What time is it?", he moaned.
"Just eight," she answered, as she snuggled in beside him. "We've
got two hours before we have to be at your aunt's for the
brunch".

"Yeah. I was supposed to show up a little early to help, though."

"Mmmm. I suppose that means no repeat performance, huh?"

He smiled. "I don't know if I have anything left for that."

"We'll just have to see, won't we? Why don't you call room
service and get us some coffee and a bite to eat--then come join
me in the shower." She kissed him playfully and wriggled free,
shaking her bottom invitingly as she disappeared into the
bathroom.

Jeff dutifully complied, quickly ordering a continental breakfast
for two, with instructions to leave it at the door. He also noted
the somewhat murky water that they'd neglected to drain from the
jacuzzi last night, and decided to refresh it while they
showered. When he joined Kristen in the steamy shower, she smiled
at his proposal of breakfast ala jacuzzi. They leisurely and
generously soaped one another's bodies. She pulled his face to
hers and kissed him deeply as she shampooed his hair. He
delighted in the soapy slipperiness of her tender breasts, and
let her gently push him to kneel at her smooth, bare vulva. He
kissed and tongued at her slit while his soapy hands explored the
crevice of her ass, and she shivered with delight. They were both
thoroughly clean when the sharp rap and call of "Room service!"
came at the door. He threw a towel around his waist, and checked
that the coast was clear before retrieving their tray from the
corridor. Kristen was already immersed in the jacuzzi when he
returned. He poured two cups of coffee, futilely fighting off the
distraction of her removal of the towel. Just as he was climbing
in to join her, he heard his cell phone ringing from the closet.
"That's probably Cindy. I'd probably better let her know I'm
alive."

"I'll be good," Kristen teased.

"You ARE good!" he grinned back, retrieving the phone and sliding
it open before sliding into the tub with her. "Hello Cin."

"Hel-LO. Where the hell are you?"

"I uh, stayed with a friend last night..."

"Bull. You don't HAVE any friends."

"I do so. And anyway what business is it of yours, you nosy
little twerp?"

"Oh all right. You're a big boy. Mom was just wondering where you
were, and when you were going to be at Aunt Sylvie's in case we
need you. I didn't want her thinking you'd hooked up with a
bridesmaid or something!"

Jeff coughed and spit half a mouthful of coffee on himself.
"Uh...yeah. No danger of that, is there? Anyway, it's about nine
now, so I suppose I'll be there in an hour or so if that's ok."

"Nine? No you silly--it's only eight. You forgot to set your
clock back last night! 'Fall back', remember?"

"Really? Oh. Cool. Then I have an extra hour." He raised an
eyebrow and grinned at Kristen, who licked her lips in response.
"Ok--see you then."

"Wait--umm. Do you know where Kristen--the bridesmaid--stayed?
She's not answering her cell phone and I wanted to call her with
directions."

"Oh--ah. I think she said she was staying at the hotel. I suppose
you could ask the desk to call her room." He looked at Kristen,
pointing at his phone and then toward her.

Kristen grinned and then broke her silence. "Here. Let me talk to
her."

"WHAT?" screeched the voice from the phone as Jeff shrugged and
handed it to her.

"Hi Cindy, this is Kristen. Were you trying to get ahold of me?"

"WHA....what? What the fu...?"

Kristen giggled. "Did you have a nice time at the wedding last
night? I know I did!"

"Whoa. Wha.... You have GOT to be kidding me? What are you doing
with my brother?"

"Well you might not want to know all the details of that,
specifically...but he is a VERY nice man, and I want to thank you
for introducing us the other night."

There was a moment of stunned silence, then a giggle from the
phone. "Oh all right. You'd better be careful though. I don't
want to have to put my family through another wedding this year!"

"I'll try not to abuse him too badly. See you in a couple of
hours, then? Thanks for letting us know about the time change.
I'll have to come up with some creative ideas for what Jeff and I
might do now once we finish our breakfast. Byebye!" She made a
couple of kissy sounds at the phone and hung up. "Your sister is
a sweetheart--she was very concerned that you might get me into
some kind of trouble. For some reason she wasn't as concerned
that I might be corrupting you!"

"Never was a man so willingly corrupted...," Jeff replied,
reaching to pull her atop him. "Tell me what you mean by creative
ideas..."

"For starters, I'm calling the front desk to request another
night's stay. After that, it's up to you. But from the state of
this thing," she smiled as she reached toward his groin, "I think
we can come up with something...um...mutually satisfying."

"If you're staying tonight, could I take you out to dinner? An
actual date?"

"If you like...but I think I'm going to be pretty tired after
brunch and gifts. So maybe a nap or something first?"

He embraced her and kissed her passionately. "We could always
order in..."
