Mistake (7 page)

CHAPTER
16

     
As the plane landed, Beth couldn’t hide her excitement any longer. This would be the first play she had ever seen and the first time she has been to New York. After listening to the pilot’s announcements and instructions, Beth unclasped her seat belt, reached over and hugged Andrew.

     “Thank you so much for this. I know it will be a special evening,” Beth said to Andrew. “My first airplane ride, my first play and my first time in New York.” Beth hugged Andrew again and placed a light kiss on his cheek.

     Andrew accepted Beth’s embrace and kiss on the cheek and returned each, all the time thinking to himself how he would enjoy making love to her when the day came. Andrew escorted Beth from the plane to a waiting white Limousine. The Limo driver, a tall, muscular, tanned gentleman dressed in an elegant black suit, tipped his black hat at the couple saying, “Welcome to New York Dr. Conway, Ms. Masters. I am John, your driver for the evening. He strode to the curb and opened the door for the couple, holding out his hand to assist Beth.

     Once seated and the limousine was heading toward the theatre, Andrew stared into Beth’s eyes, smiled his wonderful rack of white teeth, held her hand in his, saying, “Have I told you how beautiful you are this evening?”

     “You have,” Beth answered.

     “Well let me tell you again. This little black dress is beautiful on you and I just love that it’s backless,” he said sliding his hand lightly over the skin on her back and noting her shyness at his touch. He rubbed his fingertips lightly up and down her arm telling her how much the two of them were going to enjoy themselves. He held her eyes telling her again how beautiful she was and thinking to himself how he would love to have her virginity.

     “Sir, we will reach the theatre in approximately ten minutes,” John, the limo driver announced.

     “Thank you John,” Andrew answered.

     The limo pulled to the curb in front of the massive light colored building fronting Broadway. Beth looked around with an expression of intrigue. She was finally going to see a show on Broadway. She couldn’t believe it.

     “Oh Andrew, this is marvelous. What a glorious way to celebrate our one month anniversary.”

     “Anything for you, my love.”

     The rear door opened and John held out his hand to assist Beth out of the limo. Andrew followed placing his arm around Beth as if claiming her as being all his. Beth stood, dazed, taking in the scenery, imprinting the memory of this evening in her mind.

     “Come along Beth. It would be rude for us to be late.”

     The couple hurried to their seats where Beth was delighted to see her view was sensational. It was a front row view of the stage. Beth admired the scenery offered by the theatre; Italian Renaissance Ornaments, the multiple tiers, the balconies and the red seats.  Breath taking was all Beth could think of. Words could not describe what she felt at this moment. She was so grateful to Andrew for planning such a memorable date.

     The show started and Beth lay her head on Andrew’s shoulder and entwined her arm in his, feeling as if she needed to be close to him.

     “Beth,” Andrew whispered. “I love being close to you, but you have to sit back; otherwise the person behind you can’t see because of the way the seats are positioned.”

     “Oh, sorry,” Beth said as she sat back in her seat and Andrew entwined his fingers with hers.

     Beth watched the play with amazement as she savored each scene. At the announcement of a fifteen minute intermission, Beth was so excited to be able to talk and express her feelings of delight for Andrew bringing her to Broadway. He escorted her from the seating area to the bar where he ordered two Sangrias. Beth was surprised at how fast the endless line of people dwindled so quickly.

     Sipping her drink, Beth talked rapidly about her fascination with the theatre and the play. She didn’t think she would have time to express all her emotions to Andrew during this short break.

     After the play was over Andrew made no effort to vacate their seats. Instead he turned to Beth and said, “Our night is not over my love. I have planned an unforgettable dining experience for us.”

     Beth’s eyes sparkled with admiration for Andrew as she gazed at him.

     “This night is already one that I will never forget Andrew. In my wildest dream, I would never have imagined such a perfect night. Thank you,” she said kissing Andrew on the cheek.

     After enjoying the meal at a wonderful French restaurant Andrew sitting across the table from Beth took her hand in his and kissed her fingertips and captured her luminous blue eyes with his and held her gaze.

     “Beth, I know we have only known each other for a month but I feel my life would be empty without you.”

     Andrew stood, reached into his pocket and produced a marquise diamond solitaire ring mounted on a platinum setting. He knelt in front of her on one knee, took her left hand in his. Beth felt her breath catch with shock. The restaurant became silent as all eyes watched the couple.

     “Beth, I would be honored if you would agree to become my wife.”

      Tears filled Beth’s eyes. This was already an unforgettable evening and now Andrew wanted her to marry him. She was stunned. No words would escape her lips no matter how hard she tried to force them.

     “Beth are you okay? I love you. Please say yes.”

     Beth leapt from her chair down to Andrew and embraced him and placed a kiss on his lips.

     “Yes, yes, I will be your wife.”

     There was applause throughout the restaurant as Andrew placed the beautiful ring on Beth’s finger denoting his claim on her.

     Continuing his gentlemanly behavior, Andrew escorted Beth to the waiting limousine with the rear door already open for the couple to enter. As the limo drove through the streets of New York Beth admired all the culture and the people on the streets. The driver announced it would be five minutes to their hotel. Beth felt butterflies in her stomach.
Their hotel?
she thought to herself.

     “Oh my goodness Andrew, our hotel is so close to Central Park. You’re spoiling me.”

     “Tonight, nothing is too good for you, my love.”

     Andrew retrieved their key cards and he and Beth made their way to their suites. Andrew opened Beth’s suite door and placed her overnight bag on the couch.

     “Well your suite looks pretty safe. I’m going to take a shower and change. Why don’t you do the same? I’ll stop back by to say good night.”

     “A hot shower sounds wonderful. I’ll see you when you come back to say good night Andrew. And thank you for tonight. It was the most wonderful night of my life.”

     Beth closed the door behind Andrew as he left and took her bag into the bedroom. After sitting her bag on the bed, she began to strip off her clothes for her shower.

     Andrew inserted his key card to open the door to his suite. Once inside he placed his overnight case on the floor and sat on the couch. He couldn’t get Beth off his mind.
She was a virgin,
he thought to himself.
I’ve never had a virgin. I want to feel her pussy around me like a glove,
his thoughts continued.

He didn’t want to wait until they were married to have her virginity. He wanted it tonight. He wanted it now.

CHAPTER
17

     Beth let the hot water massage her body as she replayed the incredible events of the evening. She was getting married she mused to herself. There were so many people to tell, so many plans to be made, she thought as the water pulsated over her body. She couldn’t wait another minute to tell her mother and father the news.

     Beth grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her wet body and dashed out of the bathroom door. Her dash forward halted as her eyes met with Andrew’s as he sat on the bed watching her.

     “Andrew, you scared me! What are you doing here?”

     “Waiting for you. I forgot to give you your key so I came back to give it to you. When you didn’t answer the door I figured there would be no harm done if I let myself in to wait for you.”

     Beth stood frozen as Andrew continued his explanation.

     “I haven’t been able to get you off my mind. Beth, you’re so beautiful. Standing there in that towel, you’re even more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. I want you so badly. I want to make love to you Beth.”

     Beth stared at Andrew in shock, shaking her head, “No Andrew. We have to wait until we’re married. My father…”

    Andrew cut her words off with his own, “Your father isn’t here Beth,” Andrew said as he stood and moved toward her. “I love you and you’re going to be my wife. This is a decision we should make between us.”

     Beth stared at him as his body neared hers. She could feel the heat radiating from his skin and smell the scent of the White Cristal emanating from his skin and clothing reminding her of a tropical warm breeze.

    His eyes moved intensely over her entire body. He toyed with her hair, traced her jaw line and lips with his fingers.

    “I want you so much,” he said as his lips brushed her ear. “I want us to make love,” he whispered as he brushed warm, moist kisses over her neck.

     Beth was unsure what she should do. She was so sexually aroused by the closeness of Andrew’s body to hers; by his lips on her skin. Even his scent was intoxicating.
Maybe he’s right,
she thought to herself.
The decision is ours, not my father’s. Maybe I should try on the shoes before I buy. Masturbation in the shower or the hardness that was pressing deliciously against her?
Beth thought to herself.

     Andrew drew Beth closer into his embrace whispering in her ear his want and love for her and thinking how he desperately he wanted the feel of her virginal pussy wrapped around his dick.

      Beth tried to will herself not to want Andrew to make love to her. She tried to make herself move away from him but she couldn’t. She wanted Andrew. She wanted to feel his hardness inside her. Andrew felt Beth’s body relax against his and her arms embrace his body and her mouth hungrily searched his.

     Andrew eased Beth onto the bed holding her eyes with his. He hovered over her and released the towel from her body. He took in the fullness and beauty of her breasts and pink nipples just asking to be licked and sucked. He lightly stroked each breast and watched Beth’s reaction as her breaths became deep and her eyes closed. He pinched her nipples between his fingers and teased them with his tongue.

     Beth moaned lightly with pleasure. Andrew caressed her breasts and glided his hands over her belly and her smooth freshly waxed pleasure zone. His finger skimmed her clitoris sending jolts of pleasure to her pussy and her belly. Her body screamed with pleasure. She desperately wanted Andrew but the struggle within her was strong; go against God’s laws and her father or satisfy the screaming need for the pleasure her body craved?

    Andrew released his belt and unzipped his pants. He took Beth’s hand in his and guided it to his hard, wanting dick. The warmth and softness of Beth’s hand on his dick elated him. He took her hand and slid it up and down his length as Beth trembled and moaned; her breaths ragged. She was losing herself in the desire for the feel of Andrew’s dick inside her.

     She rolled her head side to side as the thought of not letting Andrew make love to her would force her into a night of masturbation; something she didn’t want. What she wanted was to be made love to, to be fucked, to have the feel of a dick sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

     Andrew stroked her clitoris until she felt she would lose her sanity. He dipped his finger into her wet pussy and whispered her name. When Beth’s eyes opened he stared into them and removed his finger from her juicy pussy and sucked all the wetness from his fingers.

     Beth’s eyes widened as Andrew took hold of her hand and placed it around his massive, hard, unprotected dick to guide it into her waiting, wet pussy.

     Fear arose in Beth like a fury. This isn’t what she wanted. She wanted marriage first. She could get pregnant or even contract a disease. She had a ring and a marriage proposal but she wasn’t ready. No matter how turned on sexually she was and no matter how much she wanted to be fucked at this moment, she wasn’t ready.

     Beth tried to free her naked body from under Andrew. She reached for the towel to cover her nakedness frantically gasping, “No, Andrew, I can’t; I’m not ready.”

     Andrew’s breaths were ragged as he rubbed his dick over Beth’s clitoris and pussy lips. Her hot juices sliding on his dick and the thought of her tight wet virginal pussy sucking in his dick was bringing him to the brink of orgasm. He tried to push his hardness into her pussy but Beth struggled against him. She was frantically closing her legs and pushing him away yelling, “I’m not ready! I’m not ready!, we’re not married yet!” as tears streamed down her face.

CHAPTER
18

     
Andrew grabbed Beth’s hands and restrained them next to her head on the bed. “Stop Beth!” he said forcefully. “I’m sorry. We don’t have to make love. I can see you’re not ready.” Andrew drew her hands to his lips and placed small kisses over her finger, “I’m so sorry Beth. I don’t want you to do anything you’re not ready for. It’s okay, we can wait until our wedding night.

     Beth calmed as Andrew wiped the tears from her face and covered her naked body with her towel. He zipped his pants and buckled his belt.

     “I’m sorry,” Beth said sniffling and holding back more tears. She felt like a child who couldn’t make her own decisions as she drew the towel closer around her body. She was surprised by the disappointment she felt watching Andrew slide his erect dick back into his pants. She wanted him so desperately but her father’s face kept appearing behind her closed eyes interrupting the pleasure Andrew’s touch was giving her. She couldn’t bear to think of the discouragement that would show on her parent’s faces if she became pregnant without a husband.

     She didn’t want to endure the scripture reading and the prayers for her soul that would surely come if she gave herself to Andrew without the benefit of marriage. Beth would prefer to wait for her wedding night than endure that.

     Andrew lay on his back on the bed next to Beth. She laid on her side and rested her head on his chest avoiding eye contact and began to explain, “Andrew, we have become so close in such a short time. I do want you. I am so sexually aroused by your touch, your scent, your eyes. But, you know my father’s position in the church; I don’t want to disappoint him or shame him. It would kill my mother if I shamed him.”

     Beth gathered her courage, lifted herself to lean on her elbow, rested the side of her face against her hand and sheepishly stared into Andrew’s eyes, “We were about to make love without a condom or any other type of birth control. I was lost in the heat of the moment. I wanted you to make love to me, but as I closed my eyes, I saw my father’s face. Oh Andrew, please forgive me for letting things get so out of hand.”

     “No Beth, it’s not your fault. I was wrong to let myself into your room and wait for you on your bed. You’re right. We should wait. I can’t be upset with you because you let me know from day one how you felt about marriage and sex.”

     Beth held Andrews stare. He was looking at her as if she was the most beautiful person in the world. “I love you Beth.”

     “Andrew, I want to ask you a question,” she said in a shy whisper. Please don’t think I’m strange, but I need to know. I have never talked to anyone about this.”

     “What is it sweetness? You can ask me anything.”

     “Have you ever masturbated?” Beth asked in an almost inaudible voice.

     Andrew let out a loud laugh. Beth’s face reddened and her eyes filled with sadness and embarrassment.

     “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to laugh. I just didn’t expect that question. Why are you asking me that?”

     “Never mind,” Beth said full of hurt and shame as her eyes turned from his.

     “Beth, honey. It’s okay, I don’t mind answering the question. After what happened tonight, my erection is not going away on its own. When I go back to my suite I will have to relieve it myself. What about you? Your pussy was really wet. Are you going to be able to sleep without relieving your need?”

     “Oh Andrew, I am so confused. I want you to make love to me but I can’t because of the implications. I don’t want to masturbate. It feels good but it’s lonely.”

     Andrew pulled Beth into his embrace, fingered her hair behind her ears and kissed her forehead. Peering into her eyes he said, “Beth, my love, we don’t have to have sex and we don’t have to give ourselves a lonely release.”

     “What are you saying?” she asked.

     “Let me show you. Can I touch you if I leave your virginity intact?”

     “Yes,” she agreed hesitantly.

     “Now no kicking, screaming or hitting. I promise I won’t put my dick in your hot, wet pussy even though I know you want it,” he said in a husky whisper removing her towel. “I just want to look at your beautiful body and imagine your pussy squeezing and sucking my dick.”

     Beth stood facing Andrew unable to move. Her body tingled with excitement just listening to his words and watching his eyes caress her body. He closed the distance between them and lifted her to the bed. He put his finger to her lips, “I’m going to undress, but I won’t enter you.

     Andrews’s clothes left his body piece by piece landing on the floor. He lay next to Beth caressing her breasts, kissing and licking her nipples.

     “What do you want baby? Where do your sweet fingers usually work their magic on this sexy body?”

     She moved his hand to her clitoris and slid it up and down.

     “Oh Andrew put your finger in my pussy. I want my nipples sucked. Please Andrew.”

     Andrew slid his tongue around her nipples, teasing them before devouring each one. Beth screamed out in pleasure. Andrew took Beth’s hand and slid it up and down his length, squeezing her hand around his dick.

     “Faster baby, squeeze him baby, make me come,” he gasped.

     Beth loved the feel of his massive hard dick in her hand. Her pussy was dripping wet as Andrew fingered her. She dipped her fingers in and stroked her juices over Andrew’s dick. He was becoming harder, his body more tense. Andrew was so excited by her scent, her softness. His breaths were gasping as he threw Beth on her back onto the bed and drew her legs up over his shoulders and buried his face in her pussy. His tongue ravished her clitoris and dove in and out of her pussy. Beth began to feel light headed. This was pleasure she never experienced. Her masturbation never brought such intense pleasure. Her fingers pulled at Andrew’s hair and her body tensed and shivered as she screamed with pleasure of orgasm ripping through her body.

     As she screamed out and shuddered Andrew tongued and sucked her pussy and clitoris until Beth begged him to stop. His dick was so hard he thought it would burst. Andrew placed Beth’s hands around his dick and guided her strokes.

     “Squeeze him baby. Kiss him. Make love to him with your tongue.”

     Beth stroked Andrew’s dick wildly enjoying his hardness in her hands. She kissed the tip and squeezed. She noticed how Andrew’s excitement increased with her tongue and lips on his dick. She took his dick into her mouth and slid her tongue around the tip. Beth stroked and squeezed and lavished kisses over Andrew’s hardness.

     Andrew’s body tensed as he encased Beth’s hands in his and stroked his massive dick until he ejaculated over the bed. They both fell onto the bed breathless, spent.

     “Was this better than self satisfaction?” Andrew asked in a whisper.

     “Much better,” she said breathlessly.