That Friday (5 page)

While Charlie squeezed and fondled
her bum, doing so with just the right amount of roughness, Tess continued to
stroke him, at least she tried to. The shorts he was still wearing got in the
way and it wasn't long before she was thoroughly irritated by their presence.
Releasing him she grabbed their waistband and began to tug them down, wanting
them gone and out of the way.

The moment he removed his hand
from under her thong she got off him, leaving him free to lift his hips so she
could pull down his shorts. Once she had removed them she tossed them aside,
not caring where they landed and reached up to slide her own underwear down.
She had always been shy about revealing the intimate parts of her body,
especially to a new lover, but just then she felt so aroused she gave no thought
to concealing herself, it didn't enter her mind.

With Tess naked above him Charlie
couldn't help feeling silly, his trousers and shorts were gone but he was still
wearing everything else. He quickly took hold his jumper and t-shirt and pulled
them off together in one quick move, dropping them on the floor at the side of
the bed, at the same time he pushed his socks off his with his feet, kicking
them away.

Once he was naked she dropped into
his lap once more. He had different ideas however and rolled over, taking her
with him until he was the one on top. His lips met hers hungrily, his tongue
entwining with hers as his fingers trailed over her body.

She shivered as his fingers slid
across her stomach and down over her bare mound, and that secret pleasure zone
that only she, and no other lover knew of; when he found her clit, for the
first time, she jumped in surprise. His touch sent an electric shock of
pleasure through her entire body. She had had a number of lovers over the years
but never had one made her react in such a way, not from a simple touch. A loud
moan escaped between their kiss as he began to tease her. With each stroke she
drew a sharp breath, and her legs parted to give him better access to her.

When he took his lips from hers,
after one final nibble of her bottom lip, she was disappointed; she couldn't
help thinking that for someone who was as out of practice as he had told her he
kissed very well. Her disappointment faded quickly though; the kisses he
trailed down her neck saw to that.

She tensed in anticipation when he
reached her breasts but he moved on quickly, kissing down her stomach as his
fingers continued to rub her; soon enough his lips took the place of his
fingers and he planted a kiss directly on her before his tongue came out to
flick across her, sending a fresh shockwave of pleasure washing over her body.

With a skill she would not have
credited him he teased her with his tongue and lips. He licked, kissed and
nibbled at her, making her writhe and moan, at the same time he stroked his
fingers along her thighs, bringing them close to her but not quite close
enough.

She wanted to tell him to touch
her, to beg him to push through her, she didn't care what it was he did, she
just wanted to feel something within her, but she couldn't say a word. So good
was the feel of his tongue that she couldn't do more than moan, loudly, and
reach down to entwine her fingers in his hair to hold him there.

"Oh
God!"
It was the first words she
had uttered, either of them had uttered, in some time, and it was prompted by
the surprise of him thrusting his tongue into her, tasting her; something which
no-one had ever done that to her.

The response he received as he
tasted her pleased him and he stopped in his stroking of her thighs to take her
by the hips. Pulling her to him he delved his tongue into her depths, loving
the taste of her and wanting more. As he continued, moving his tongue deftly
from the tip of her wetness, to the erotic depths of her darkness, he felt her
writhing become more and more frantic and he sensed she was on the verge of
reaching her first climax.

"Oh my God!
Oh Charlie!
Oh my God!"
Tess
moaned as her body was wracked by a powerful orgasm; all of her limbs
spasmed
and her fingers dug into his scalp, crushing his
lips to her as she flooded his mouth with her ecstasy.

His hands stopped teasing their
way up her thighs, and as he trailed his tender kisses back up her stomach and
across her breasts, his fingers found their mark, eliciting a moan from both of
them as he touched her for the first time. He slid first one finger in and then
a second; his movements slow to begin with as she became accustomed to him.

Tess couldn't believe it when she
felt a second wave of pleasure building inside her so soon after the first, especially
since it had been so powerful and overwhelming. She bit her lip against the
urge to scream as his fingers brought her to a second crashing orgasm; grabbing
him by the hair she pulled his head away from her and lifted his face to hers
so she could mash her lips against his in a powerful and hungry kiss. "I
can't take it anymore," she groaned, breaking their kiss, "I need
you, I need you inside of me, I need you to fill me." Between each
statement she kissed him, hard, her passion threatening to overwhelm her to the
point where she rolled over on top of him so she could ride him to her
fulfilment.

She reached down to take hold of
him, as he removed his fingers. She rubbed him against her and watched as his
eyes rolled backward in ecstasy, and then positioned him at the entrance of her
velvety passage. Her hips moved down to meet his as he rose up to fill her,
making them both moan in satisfaction.

It felt so good, being inside her,
and for a few moments Charlie remained like that, enjoying how she clutched at
him tightly. Slowly, he pulled back until only a little remained inside her,
where he paused, teasing her, building anticipation, and then he slid back into
her. He maintained that slow and steady rhythm for several minutes, teasing
her.

He could see that what he was
doing was frustrating her, despite how much as she was enjoying it, and
gradually he began to increase his pace under her guidance.

Tess loved the feel of him inside
her, such a satisfying sensation. His rhythm was simply not enough to give her
what she wanted, despite the pleasure she was feeling, and she lifted her leg
from its kneeling position astride to hook her heel under him. She pulled him
to her, forcing him to increase the speed of his thrusts, her hips rising and
falling to meet his again and again until their bodies were moving as one and
they were both heading toward explosive releases.

"Oh
god!"
Charlie groaned as he felt
his orgasm build.

The guttural sound was all it took
to throw Tess over the edge and she threw her head back.
"Oh
god yes!"

With an animalistic cry Charlie
came. The moment he did, he was struck by the realisation that he wasn't
wearing protection and he was filling Tess with more and more of his cum.
"Oh shit!" Horrified, he quickly backed away. "Oh shit, oh shit,
oh shit," he swore repeatedly before falling silent.

Confused, and more than a little
bit concerned, Tess looked up at his panic-stricken face. "What's the
matter?" she asked, reaching for him so she could comfort for him.

For a moment he just looked at
her, not able to speak. Then he found his voice. "I forgot to put on a
condom," he said in a quiet voice, "I wanted you that badly I wasn't
thinking." Inwardly he was still cursing himself for getting carried away
in the moment and forgetting something so important, it wasn't like him to do
that. He had made sure to buy condoms and pack them so they could be safe and
protected, and then he had gone and forgotten to use them; he felt like kicking
himself.

It took a few seconds for his
words to sink in and for her to understand what he was saying. When they did
Tess found, to her intense surprise, that she wasn't bothered. "It's
okay," she told him, stroking his arms reassuringly. She knew she had made
a fuss about them being safe when they were planning their weekend together,
and had been grateful, both when he told her he had bought condoms and when he
agreed to get himself tested, but she trusted him.

"It really is okay," she
said when he shook his head. Gently but firmly she pulled him toward her,
resting his head on her shoulder so she could comfort him. "I'm not mad,
not at all."

"But we have to be safe, for
Victoria, and I wasn't, I forgot to grab a condom," Charlie whispered into
her shoulder, angry with himself for doing something so stupid.

"It's okay, don't worry about
it. I know we wanted to be safe but it's alright. I love that you were prepared
to do so much for me, for my daughter, but
it's
okay;
we got ourselves tested, we're both clean, and I've had the injection so I
can't get pregnant. The condoms were just an extra precaution, and one we don't
really need."

Charlie relaxed after a couple of
minutes, realising that what Tess said was true. They had both gotten
themselves tested, wanting to be safe for the sake of Victoria, and he knew she
had had the injection to prevent herself getting pregnant because he remembered
her telling him about the visit to the doctor's for it.

Tess was relieved when she felt
Charlie relax in her arms. Though she thought it was great that he was so
concerned about his lapse she would have preferred him not to worry as much.
Wanting to distract him, and hopefully put a smile back on his face, she rolled
away from him to the edge of the bed, where she got to her feet and turned back
to hold her hand out to him.

When he didn't take it, instead
looking up at her curiously, she reached out to take his hand, pulling him
toward her. "Come on, get up, you lazy bugger," she said smiling down
on him.

"Why?" Charlie asked,
allowing himself to be pulled across the bed; he could have stopped her easily,
he was stronger than her, but he decided to play along since it was clear she
had something on her mind.

"I want you to come with
me," Tess told him.

"And where are we
going?" he wanted to know. By then he was at the edge of the bed and he
swung his legs round, though he didn't stand like she wanted him to. He
couldn't imagine where it was she wanted him to go with her right then,
especially since they were both naked.

Tess smiled again. "I'm going
for a shower; after that workout I need to clean myself up," she said,
running a hand over her stomach, which was coated a sheen of sweat. "I
thought you might like to join me." A raised eyebrow and a lopsided smile
accompanied invitation.

Charlie couldn't help smiling back
at Tess. "Sure, sounds good," he remarked, getting to his feet so she
could lead him across to the bathroom, where she turned the shower on and began
adjusting the taps to get the water to a temperature she liked.

When the water was right they both
stepped into the cubicle, which fortunately was large enough for the pair of
them while still having space for them to move around. Being a gentleman, at
least most of the time, Charlie allowed Tess to step under the cascading water
first and she immediately ducked her head to soak her hair as she reached for
the shampoo bottle. At the same time he took up the bottle of shower gel,
remembering something she had told him during their many Skype sessions.

A fantasy of Tess' had been to
have someone wash her body while she washed her hair; that was what he had
remembered. It was a fantasy he intended to make
come
true right then.

When Charlie began lathering her
body, his soap-covered hands roaming over her as he cleansed her, Tess felt a
tear of happiness form in the corner of her eye. Not only that but she felt a
shiver of delight run through her, she couldn't believe he had remembered what
she had told him. It was not the first time she had shared a shower with
someone, but it was the first time she had been washed by a lover and she felt
so deeply for the man whose hands were exploring her body even as he cleansed
her and that made the experience seem so much more magical.

*****

When the automatic doors slid open
at their approach, the wind swept snow into the foyer and straight up Tess'
skirt, making her glad she had worn tights. She stopped still in the foyer of
the hotel, so she could tighten her scarf and pull her hat down further to
cover her ears leaving only her earrings poking out underneath. As she adjusted
her clothes to keep her warm she looked over at Charlie, who was waiting for
her just outside the doors, a smile on his face as snow swirled around him.

She couldn't help wondering how it
was that he could endure the cold when all he had on was a fleece jacket over
the smart shirt he had picked out for their evening. She was wearing an
under-dress and a large, thick overcoat yet she was still not as warm as she
would have liked.

A smile came to Tess' lips when
Charlie held his arm out for her as she left the hotel so she wouldn't slip
down the steps that led to the street. Her smile stretched even further as she
thought about the man next to her; a wonderful and considerate lover,
impervious to the cold and a gentleman, it seemed he was a superman.