Simple Things (closed)

Sweetp4u

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ooc: This is closed for Pooh and myself.. A little simple fun.


Beth, 19 y/o. Blonde hair, blue eyes, medium height. Curvy, cute and a big flirt.

IC:

They had come to Florida for spring break. So far everything was going smoothly until her two room mates decided to start betting at pool. Sitting on the table, legs swinging she sipped her coke and flirted with the guys that caught her interest. She had lost interest in the game after Tony and Bill bet game after game. She had lost count how many times they had lost but they kept on betting.

One guy had kept her attention all night. Seated alone and busy with some papers he didn't talk to many and only glanced her way briefly. He was cute, unmarried (no ring on his finger) but otherwise not interested in staring at her so far.

She was dating Bill now for a few months, with the three of them living in the same house it was bound to happen, but things had gotten boring lately. More often than not Bill was getting on her nerves.

Tonight was no exception.

"What do you mean we're broke Billy?" she stared at him a moment in utter disbelief.

"We have no cash left.."

"But we need to get home you dolt!" She rolled her eyes and then drank some of her coke. Thinking it over, she noticed Tony offering a game to the stranger she had been staring at all night. "Call your dad Billy.."

He argued over that with her for a few seconds before Tony said they had another 'sucker' on the line. This one apparently was rich enough for their taste and could finance their return home.

"What did you offer him?" Billy asked Tony quietly. Tony didn't speak up, he merely looked up at Beth and grinned.

"Oh no, you didn't?" She was too stunned to speak. Peeking over Tony's shoulder she spied the guy, same guy with the papers and no ring staring right back at her. She felt butterflies in her stomach and looked back between Bill and Tony.

"How much?" Why did she ask that?! She cursed herself for being stupid, but he was cute! And she'd be lying to herself if she said she didn't like the idea..

"You can't bet Beth.." The guys talked it over for all of two seconds (boy was that flattering) before agreeing they couldn't lose. Hell this guy looked like he didn't know which end of the cue stick was which!

Tony and Bill did their typical *paper-rock-scissors* to see who would play this guy. Bill won and kissed Beth hard for a second, assuring her that he would win and make it up to her. She merely smiled and nodded her head, appearing to have total confidence in him. She adjusted her skirt and resumed sipping her coke, her eyes scanning over the stranger with a new interest.

Tony didn't elaborate the bet, nor what was going on, so certain they'd win against this 'paper-pusher'.. She hoped they'd win and then again was reluctant to cheer them on too. The Stranger was cute..

She stared at him the entire game, watching his face and smoothe shots. Bill's face began to fall and Tony swore often under his breath for the duration of the game but when push came to shove, the paper pusher skunked their asses.

Trembling, she slid off the edge of the table, watching the guy for a moment as he put the cue stick away.

"Well.." Tony was red faced with guilt and Bill was angry but silent. Beth looked back and forth between the two of them her question lingering in the air.

"He gets you for the weekend. A date thing, but there is nothing expected Beth.. Just companionship."

"bullshit!" Bill said under his breath.

"Well a bet is a bet." She was a little stunned but expected this to happen. Should she be insulted or flattered this guy was willing to give up cash and take her? A prostitute is what rang in her ears, but Tony assured her already she was under no obligation to do more than keep this guy company... So be it! They'd have to wait for a money transfer anyway and they couldn't get it until monday..

Sighing, she smiled and moved towards the table. Holding the cue ball in her hand she eyed the guy. "I hear congrats are in order and I am your prize... My name is Beth, yours?" She would make the best of this and hope he wasn't some psycho killer type.
 
"Jerry."
As he stood up, he rearranged his dishevelled hair. For a moment, his fingers ran though it, and tons of chestnut locks splayed over the top of his head. Dark hazel eyes met hers, as he offered her a seat.
"It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I saw you over there, kinda bored. I didn't mean to be too forward. In the very least, I wanted to get you away from those idiots. They wouldn't know a woman if she came up and sat on their laps."
As he said this, he told the bar tender to let her two pimps have free rounds for the rest of the night. His company could pay for the damage.
"You don't have to honor the bet if you don't want to. I don't get out much. I've never picked up a girl in my life. In fact, I think you, Beth, are my first real date. Congratulations...."
He grabbed a pool stick, leeting it roll against his fingers, back and forth. For a moment he licked his lips, unsure what to say, or do. And then, he gave an embarrased smile.
"Would you like to play a game? Just for fun..."
 
Beth

"Hello Jerry." She smiled sweetly and accepted his offer at a game. Bill and Tony went off to lick their wounds and were easily forgotten.

"Your first date?" She wondered why? Was he handicapped somewhere? Perhaps shy so badly he clammed up around women? Whatever the reason was, she was determined to make due with her lot in life. And besides he was right, Bill and Tony wouldn't know a lady if she wiggled on their laps.

"You break'em?" She offered for him to go first, she wasn't good at this game but passably so. "And as for the bet.. well if you don't mind my company, I do not mind yours." She smiled flirting a little as she moved to take a shot.

She managed to sink one before moving aside and letting him shoot. She watched him once more, this time openly as he moved around the table. Her mind began to conjure up all kinds of ideas on how to make him smile or blush. She had never met a man before that did blush, and Jerry did. It fascinated her more than she thought it would.

"So you have me at your beck and call for two whole days... " She chuckled a little thinking of herself in a little maid outfit doing all these things for a stranger. "Whatever will you do with me?" She spoke as she bent over the table infront of him, giving him a perfect view of her bottom.
 
A laugh excaped his lips, wondering if she was serious or not. Her words were innocent enough, but she had realized how far the bet went. She was his, for at least a few days.
Leaning back, as he watched her line up for a shot, all of her curves moving just as they should, he ordered a few drinks from the bar.
"Well, my first objective is to teach you how to play pool."
Jerry walked up behind her as she leaned over the table, his own body pressing every so softly against hers. He moved her arms, shwoing her how to hold the stick.
"Firm, and yet gentle," He whispered in her ear, as he rocked her hips first one way and then another, "It's all a smooth gentle motion. Line it up..."
He watched her shoot, happy to see her pocket a long corner shot.
"Nothing more too it, except English..." He laughed, lingering next to her a moment longer. He breathed her in, a soft and warm musk that filled his nostrils and made him curl his feet.
He felt his cock hardening next to her thigh, and he realized she might be feeling it, he stepped back, getting their drinks.
"Here you go," He blushed, "I think it's still your turn."
 
Beth

She looked over her shoulder at him a moment before uprighting herself. A timid smile, she nodded and moved around the table to hunt for her next shot.

He was flirting with her! She felt a bubble of laughter well up inside so giddy did she feel, but she kept herself contained. He was out of her league, really was by social standards but he had been flirting with her.

It had taken alot of self control not to shiver when he had bent over her, even more as his breath tickled her inner ear. A weak spot, one of her biggest weak spots was her neck and ear area. Always made her tingle from head to toe too.

"Nice and easy huh? You know your pool.." She smiled, bending again, this time offering him a profile view of her from head to toe. She took her shot but missed, "damn it!" She shrugged and smiled a little. "I think I need a few more lessons to get this right. I think I hit too hard and at times too softly..." She walked over to him, her hips swaying naturally on their own, a blatant offer she had been graced with since puberty hit. Now an unconscious movement ment to lure her 'prey'.

"Thank you." She smiled again, meeting his eyes as she accepted the drink.

"So is there set rules you men agreed on? Or set times? Am I to stay with you the whole time or return to my room? And be honest Jerry, I want to know how far they sunk to get home.. I do like to keep my word, even if it's theirs." She liked the smell of him, she liked how he shifted a little as she had come nearer. Did she have an effect on him?

She certainly hoped so considering where her thoughts were heading since spotting him.

"It's your move." She said the words but left the innuendo open.
 
Jerry played with his hair a bit, letting those locks fall where they may. For a moment, he didn't want to tell her. She seemed like the kind of girl you didn't talk that way too, but she did want the truth.
"They said you were good at," His hands played down near his groin, not really sure if he wanted to say it aloud, all of the people here in the bar. As he leaned over, he got another whiff of her, and lingered again, almost unable to pull away.
"You gave the best head... and you never said no."
As he finally did pull himself away, his face was as bright as an apple. He couldn't exactly look her in the eye.
"It's not why I made the bet," He backpedaled, trying to explain himself, "I just thought you wanted some company, other than guys who'd pimp you out for 200 bucks.
"The stipulations were simple. For the next 48 hours, you were mine, lock stock and barrel. I could do what I wanted, when I wanted. After that, you were on your own."
Jerry finished his drink after he said this, his mouth dry, and the alcohol in his system didn't hurt too much either. He quickly asked for another one, and drowned that just as easily.
 
Beth

Her eyes widened a little in shock that Tony would say such a thing, as if he would even know?! And then she giggled, shaking her head as she did so.

"All for two hundred.. Wow, how flattering." She caught sight of Billy staring at them and glared at him a moment.

"As to the rest well.." She thought about it, and how would Billy think about it all this time.. Wondering if she did or didn't do those things.. It did serve them right to believe she had, and who said she wouldn't? Jerry was cute, attractive, had a set of lips that begged to be kissed...

"We'll see.." She smiled her best dazzling-heart breaking smile at him and scooted closer. She could pick up his scent better being this close to him, a musky scent. He wore a light cologne, nothing over powering, something that smelled heavenly.

"I don't blame you Jerry for their betting addictions.. I just hope you don't think of me as .. well." She studied his flushed face and smiled easier, He didn't see her as some whore... he was just too nice for that.

"Let's make a deal to forget them and their stupidity the rest of the weekend. Fair?" She laid her hand on his chest at that exact moment and bent towards him, Billy turned and walked off. She would take care of him later, for now she needed some air.

"Have a car and a place to go? I do need out of here.." And maybe once alone things would settle in her head a little more? What was so bad about this guy anyway? Nothing she could see, nothing at all.
 
Jerry finished off another drink, and took her into his arms as he lead out of the pool hall. Outside, it seemed as if the world had turned upside down. A gentle warm breeze that came from the beach whipped his hair around, and made him hold her tighter.
"Over here," He opened the door of a limo for her, and waited for her to get in.
"Company car," He tried not to sound too embarrassed.
"I don't think of you that way," he sat next to him, moving real close to her, their thighs touching, sparks of madness running down his spine. He told the driver to find someplace where they could get some air, down by the beach.
"I mean, you were incredible. I saw you, sitting by the bar. I wanted to get to know you. I didn't bet cause I wanted you to... to..."
His cock, strained against his pants, and he tried to shift, but it only added more weight and stress.
"Well, you know."
 
Beth

She said nothing as she slid into the rented limo, a little taken back by it she was glad he told her it wasn't his. It helped to ease some tensions a little. She never did fit in with the type that owned this kind of car.

She turned a little to face him, her leg brushing his a moment then her knee. She smiled and settled back into the confortable leather seat.

"Suck your cock?" She offered and watched him flush brighter. She inhailed the air and sighed, she really did love the beaches here. The nightlife was booming tonight with all the spring breaker's in town, plus the locals.

"This place has to be a great place to live. So close to the ocean and beach all the time." They fell into an awkward silence for a short time, neither sure what to say. The car stopping helped to ease the tensions a moment as the driver opened the door for her.

"Oh heavenly.." She eyed the dark beach and full moon with excitement. "Come on.. let's go for a walk." She grabbed his hand and pulled him along with her towards the sand. She stopped two feet into the soft sand and removed her heels. Her toes curled and wiggled a little as she moaned softly.
"Oh, I love that feeling.." She peeked out at him, "Take yours off?" She knew she was going to lead him down the path of trouble, her familiar route. She fell silent again watching him, more so tempted than before to kiss him and see if the butterflies in her stomach went crazy or settled down a bit?

"I noticed you too Jerry." She confessed finally. "I noticed you as soon as you walked into the bar, but I won't share my thoughts just yet." She teased playfully.
 
The touch of her skin exhiliarated him. It felt like each time they came in contact, electricity shot from her straight through him. He couldn't help but laugh as she told him... no ordered him to take off his shoes.
Just his shoes? She didn't specify. Take it off. What sort of coy game was she playing. He could see the corners of her mouth forming a devilish smile. Was this the sort of girl he'd gotten himself into?
He took off his shoes, and socks, venturing into the still warm sand, wiggling them until he could feel the sand smother him in their cozy grip.
"The sand's been here all day in the sun," He said this, as if thinking of something, in fact he was, "I bet the waters still warm too."
He pulled her close to him, their eyes locking, his body touching her own, something between nervousness, fear, and stupid hormones made him do this. He bit his lower lip, which were just inches from her own.
"I'll race you," he bit his lower lip, running for the shore, already pulling his shirt off.
 
Beth

Her response was instant and strange for her. She had never reacted to a stranger this way before but as his arms held her flush against himself, she felt an awakening hunger inside.

She watched his teeth grab and hold that bottom lip, a lip she wanted to feel with her own, his words soft, his actions screaming and his words catching her off guard.

He dashed off, pulling his shirt at the same time. She let out a loud laugh and followed suit, racing behind him as she went. She had on underwear, so it wasn't as if she was going naked...

She tugged off her little top and dropped it nearly ontop of his as she went. She had to hop skip to get her skirt off but managed just as she hit the water. Tossing it behind her, she dove into the water, attempting to catch him.

"CHEATER!" She giggled as she got waist high in the water. "That, dear Jerry, was unsportsman like conduct.. Penalty.. You owe me...." She fell silent her eyes falling on his bared skin. He wasn't tanned but he looked damned good standing there.
 
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Jerry laughed, as he dove beneath the waves for a moment, getting his entire body wet, and comfortable with the water. It was warm enough, but still a bit of a shock to his skin. He could feel his nipples hardening, and his groin never stopped. It still stood half mast, now almost visible beneath his underwear. If he weren't in the water.
"Penalty? Foul? Oh, come on. You are just a sore loser," he laughed, sending a spray of water her way.
"Ok... ok. I lament. you won fair and square, I cheated. It was an accident, my first time. I'll never do it again, I promise. I throw myself on the mercy of the court."
He got down on his knees, looking up at her, as he was laughing. So close to her thighs, the water lapping up, sending gooseflesh on his arms, but as they touched her, it melted away. He looked up at her, scared, nervous, but curiousity running rampant behind his pupils.
"What sort of punishment do you have for me?" He said, almost a whisper, his voice a husky brush... hot breath against her creamy thigh. He looked up at her, like some sort of goddess, water dripping from her, unashamed, unabashed.
He knew why he had wanted her so badly.
 
Beth

She splashed him back, smiling at his playfulness. It lightened her heart and the mood, made things more comfortable..

Plus she splashed him back and for him all over as well. He was good with drama, falling to his knees and pleading for mercy. She burst out giggling then, folding a little at the waist from laughing, she shook her head at him.

He scooted closer on his knees, so close to her she could almost detect his body heat. She smiled, her giggling under control as he knelt there staring up at her.

Maybe it was a trick of the light, or the moon, but something in his eyes made her catch her breath a moment.

"Jerry..." She groaned his name in exasperation, "please, get up.. What if someone sees you?" She giggled again, unsure what to say but knowing what she was tempted to do.

She lectured herself silently for a moment, having known him only a short time.. Had it even been an hour yet? She didn't know the time having no watch with her, but she knew this was the shortest amount of time spent with someone and wanting them already. A new record? Lust? Something was going on here..

"What sort of punishment do you have for me?" It wasn't what he said but the tone of his voice, the longing in his eyes as he said it that made her insides twist and turn to mush. Her mind scrambled franticly for something to maintain control over herself, something to ease the mood and keep her from doing things she would be called 'slut' for later..

"Ah, a boon! What ever shall I ask for?" She smiled down at him, her fingers coming out to rest on his shoulders a moment as the water lapped at the juncture of her thighs.

She felt goose bumps rise on her skin and a shiver pass down her spine. The water was warm, but the air was chilly almost. Or it was over active imagination. Whatever it was, her nipples hardened in her bra, sticking out like a beakon in the night.

"What can a lady in her underware, in the middle of the night, in the ocean possibly ask for?" She made the pretense of thinking, and then grinned a little. Her daring side coming out more and more, "How about ... a kiss?" She did not want to say that! Yet she had and she did!

"Uhmm Or we could go get something to eat.." She blushed herself, that's what she gets for saying the first thing on her mind!
 
Jerry closed his eyes, as a wave washed over him. His hair laid down flat, drops coming off and down into the sea that lay on his knees. Jerry thought for a moment, studying her as she looked down at him, and then looked down her body. Slowly and deliberately, closely examing each piece of her, until he stared straight into her underwear.
His breath was hot, and came out in hurried gasps. He couldn't bear to close his mouth. He rose, not straight to his feet, but took his time.
First, he rose to her stomach, his lips close together, brushing against her skin, feeling her heat come out to greet him. His eyes were closed, and his hands came up her sides, like a blind man feeling his way up.
He came passed her breasts, nice and curvy. Just between them, like some sort of pass between mountains. It rose to her neck. Here, instead of passing by, he actually did stop, formed his lips, and kissed her. Sparks flew, and he could literally feel something insde of her.
He stood now, towering just above her. He opened his eyes once, just to see where she was, and then reached down and kissed her. His lips found hers in perfec tunison, as he felt time itself stand still.
A wave passed beneath them, somewhere back on planet earth. Jerry took her closer to him, as his lips opened, feeling for hers, struggling to find that hunger inside herself, where he knew his heart ached for it now.
His hands, first on her shoulders, went down her sides, and then to the small of her back. Fingertips, sensitive and brave, edged around the curves of her ass, but played no more.
Somewhere between love, attraction, and sheer lust, he kissed her. Passion and nervousness filled it. His tongue came out, meeting with hers, tendrils of excitement seemed to crawl on his skin. He felt on fire, and didn't ever want that feeling to end.
He had to pull away. His feet found Earth once more, and he looked at her differently now. A hunger that could never be thirsted, except with her own doing.
"Dinner," He found his voice, somewhere, it seemed to be distant though, far away, as if it didn't matter though, "I'm sure the driver knows a place..."
He didn't realize his hands were still on her, although, they had lost their former curiousity, and pressed at the small of her back.
 
Beth

The liquid heat of her gaze staggered her into a breathless ball of anticipation. Heat engulfed her from head to toe and suddenly she couldn't cool off soon enough.

His lips grazed the bare flesh of her stomach, heat furled and spread instantly, her knees threatening to buckle but she held on to herself. She gasped in pleasure and surprise, his lips barely caressing over her breasts.

Time seemed to halt suddenly as did all sights and sounds around them. Her pulse lept and beat out a hectic tempo. She shook from head to toe, her head naturally falling back as his lips found that spot and kissed.

Urgent fingers gripped him now, holding herself up right as he slowly rose above her. Her body throbbed once, painfully in need, as if silently begging his to conform to her.

his hands slid along her back, caressing, the tingles spread, her knees almost gave way. Her eyes fell closed, head tilting backwards, her lips pouty and begging for his attention. She forgot all her misgivings and knew only of one need... Him.

He moved so slowly, so deliberately, he knew how to seduce without touching. She melted against him, the heat of his body making her nipples press harder against his ungiving flesh. She trembled harder, her gasp seemingly loud between them.

He captured her lips, but did not lay seizure to her, merely gifted her with his kiss. She groaned, opening without thought under his questing lips. The fire spread as their tongues intertwined for the first time. She clung to him, kissing him back, pouring herself into him and that single kiss she hadn't meant to ask for.

It seemed like ages and yet mere seconds as his lips parted from hers, his husky words of food made her smile. She was too awe struck to giggle over the comment, and far too weak still to release him from her grip.

Her eyes opened and stared up at him, a million thoughts and desires suddenly flooding her brain, things she longed to say to him, dreams she wanted to reveal suddenly.. My god! Was she falling in love with a total stranger?!

She let out the breath she was holding and shivered a little, cold creeping back over her now that he wasn't melting her from the inside out.

Lust.. She merely felt lust. What did she know of love? She smiled and shivered again, "We best.. you know, get out and go somewhere warm? Your place?" She whispered her second thoughts, not her first which was again to ask him to kiss her.
 
Jerry smiled, nodding in silent agreement. He wasn't completely sure he could form any more sentences that would be recognizable as english. Instead, he lamented to putting an arm around her shoulder, and them walking back up the beach.
It seemed good to have her by his side, comfortable, almost natural. He could imagine someone looking at them from afar, thinking them as lover, or even a married couple. It worked, didn't it? It made complete sense.
He had wanted her ever since he first set eyes on her. This was just an instant reaction, something he couldn't control, or fight. He surrendered to her beauty. It wasn't him who won her, but she had won him.
Jerry stopped long enough to pick up his clothing, not bothering to put anything on. Instead, he threw it over his shoulder, and moved on.
The limo driver, Dan, was standing, waiting for them, two crisp towels in his hand.
"Sir."
Jerry thanked him, wiping himself off.
"Back to the townhouse," He said, as he got into the limo, and situated himself next to her. Without knowing it, his arm went around her once more. It wanted to be there, and unless she fought him, he'd keep it there as long as possible.
The car started off.
 
Beth

She walked quietly beside him, her clothes picked up and carried before her, she was too shaken to try and get them on. Thoughts swarmed her mind, telling her so many different things. Obviously they were attracted to each other to react to easily.

Nothing wrong with mutal attraction.

She smiled and thanked the driver for the towel. Wrapping herself into it, she slid in beside Jerry and cuddled to his side. The car headed to this town house and they sat, this time, in comfortable silence.

So many thoughts but one certain thing came to mind, she wanted to touch and be touched by Jerry again. Now how would she do that without appearing easy like Tony and Bill had claimed? Did it matter to jerry? She was going to be leaving Monday anyway, so why not enjoy this new found pleasure?

That solved, she relaxed against him. "We're going to ruin the seats.." She chuckled lightly, her fingers were idly tracing circles on his thigh. The car stopped before a old building and the door was opened again.

"This your place?" She stared at the town house with interest. It died when she noticed the tent in his shorts.. Did she cause that?
She smiled and moved forward, "We should get inside before we're arrested.." She was feeling nervous once again but doing her best to cover that fact up.
 
Jerry got out of the car, helping her out too. He couldn't help but take another smell as she stepped out toward him. Something like the open sea, and a warm concentrated burst of that kiss. It brought stars to his eyes.
"No one is around for miles. This entire beach is private. Part of the company. We usually use it for meetings with some big business partners. It's just you and me... and of course Dan. We won't be needing you until tomorrow."
Dan nodded, putting the car away.
Jerry led her inside, at something that could barely be called a townhouse. It was, more to the point, something between a beachouse, and a mansion. Huge bay windows overlooked the beach, where surf still rose against the shore. A silent thrill came to him as he remembered their kiss just before.
Wrapping the towel around himself, "You all right? Warm, cold hungry?"
Something about them had stopped. A certain tension. He could feel it, but that hunger inside him thirsted for it more. For a moment, he wanted her, right here and now, but after a moment it subsided.
Not gone, but just another low tone in the back of his head, throbbing for this mistress.
"I don't know if there's much food in the fridge, but you are welcome to it," He dropped out of his underwear, now just the towel wrapped around him. It pudged out in the front, still half mast. Jerry moved behind one of the kitchen counters, hoping she hadn't noticed....
But, another part of him hoped just as hard that she had.
 
Beth

She looked at the house and smirked, This was by no means small. She had thought these were like condo's but she had been wrong. As he escorted her inside she could clearly see it was much larger and one huge home.

It was a little intimidating, but it didn't matter. It was the company's place, not his. She would have to remember to be careful and not damage anything here.

"Kind of big but it's warm." She flashed him another smile, unable to face Dan. She flushed a little wondering what the drive thought and if she wanted to know?

She followed him silently inside, her eyes taking in the sights. She had little to say about all this, but their weekend could be a fun one.

"Thank you." She wasn't about to go scrounging in that monster fridge just yet, she was more interested in staring at him as he removed his boxers. She smiled watching him keep the towel in place as he wiggled out of the last piece of clothing he had.

She wrapped the towel around her, tucking it together between her breasts before seating herself on a stool. "You come here often? Or is this a hide out when not in use?" She felt the need to put him at ease as well as herself. That kiss left a brand on her, one she wasn't going to forget too soon.

"Well Jerry.. Now what would you like to do?" It wasn't too late, not by college kid standards, and she was bursting with energy. "Since this is your first date.. I'd like to give you the most wonderful time you can think of so when I am gone you remember me with a smile." She teased bending over the counter towards him. Her towel came loose but she made no move to keep it on her as it slowly parted between her breasts and slid slightly down her body.

She was a tease, a hopeless flirt and she wanted to see how far she could push his buttons before he caved into that need.
 
Jerry leaned over the counter, thinking to himself for a moment, just what he had wanted out of all this. In truth, he didn't think it would get any farther than the bet. He had a distinct image of her being told what the bet had been, slapping him hard across the face, and walking out the bar.
Nothing had ever prepared him for this.
"I don't know. We had a wonderful time at the bar, even better in the car, and the beach was just..."
He didn't think he could describe it, but he didn't want to. That look in her eyes was all he needed.
"So, now what? I'm not sure. I don't know much about dating."
A devilish smile came as the towel clung to her still wet skin, but threatened to drop any minute. He knew she still wore her underwear, but the thought still thrilled him to see such luscious and sensitive skin.
"I think this is the part where I ask you in for coffee," He leaned further, inches from her now, examining her face for a moment, starting with her lips, down to her revealing chest, and then up to her delicious eyes.
"But, you're already here, and I make a lousy cup of coffee..." He smiled, and moved just far enough to kiss her once, his lips crackling with excitement as they touched hers.
"So, i guess it's your call," He didn't back away, couldn't back away. She held him to her, drew him in, unable to resist anything about her for very long. She had enthralled him.
 
Beth

"I dont.. drink coffee." She whispered, her lips hovering nearer and nearer. She tingled with pleasure and smiled, knowingly. Leaning a little further into the countertop, she felt the marble press into her skin, "I noticed a nice system in the other room.. Perhaps a dance?" She smiled as her eyes fell to his lips. There was nothing more pressing on her mind than the thought of feeling him moving against her.

She almost kissed him but retreated by sliding off the stool. Moving around the counter, her fingers slid along the marble as she approached him. "I believe dating people usually dance.." She had goose bumps again, her nipples poked noticeably into her bra. She tugged off the towel and draped it over the counter.

The lacey black material clung to her like a second skin, hiding barely anything from his gaze. She reached out and took his hand, her smile growing "I promise not to step on your toes." She giggled with a playful wink.
 
Jerry followed her to the other room. She locked onto his hand, and would not let go. He did come reluctantly though, for no other reason then to smile each time she had to look back at him.
Inside the room, there were several of the latest home entertainment gadgets. A plassa television, surround sound system, and a bunch of couches and recliners. The middle of the floor was clear though, and out in the middle of it, he left her.
A moment of tampering came a soft soothing jazz sound. He turned the lights down, watching her silhouette come to life before him.
She stood there, alone, nothing on, nothing barred. It was just her, and him. He had forgotten that his only piece of clothing was a sinched up towel, and walked into her waiting arms.
For a moment, he just stood there, loving the feel of her so close, pressed against him. Her hard nipples played with his bare skin, and he could feel himself grow harder by the second. It pressed against her thigh, hot, hard, and wild, but for the first time he didn't care. HE wanted her to feel it, feel how she made him.
A second or two of nostalgia, and then he danced with her. Nothing more than just shifting back and forth, but as he felt her move with him, more like one body together than two, he knew this was all he needed.
He kissed the top of her head, and pulled her in closer...
Never wanting to let go.
 
Beth

They were treading on dangerous ground here and she had welcomed this. She was a little lost on what to do now, other than dance of course. Hardest part was him, pressing against her in a suggestive manner. But all dancing was suggestive.

She was caught in a moral dilema. She wanted him, knew he wanted her, but she didn't really know Jerry all that well either. She relaxed, her smile never waning from her face and as he came near enough, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed close.

"This is nice.." She muttered softly, her head resting on his chest, tucked just under his chin. His hands pressed against her lower back and held at the hip on her other side. She let her eyes close, listening to his heart beating strongly under her ear, feeling his warmth seep into her as well.

She was relaxed and horny. Hell, he'd never see her again.. No one would know.. So why not?

Before she could back out, she came away from him slightly, her fingers wrapping into his unruley hair and tugged his lips down to hers. She parted her own in welcome, her tongue brushing his lips, begging entry.

Two days, it was their time and she'd kick herself later if she walked away without doing what she wanted to. She forgot all thoughts, pressing closer. Her hands began to explore his body until they landed on the towel. Slowly her fingers began to pry the towel looser from his waist. She groaned as his lips softened on hers, teasing.

He pressed so closely against her, she could feel his cock pressing as well. He was hard, his reaction to her was mutal, it thrilled her to know this beyond a doubt. She broke apart for air a moment, staring up at him. "Wow.." She uttered breathlessly.
"I think I've died and gone to heaven... " It sounded so corny! But it was what she felt, light and hot all over.
"Touch me Jerry... All over." She prompted him to act, her lips once more pressing against his.
 
He didn't need to be told twice.
It was a moment of astonishment, before he knelt down to her, searching for her mouth. His lips caught her neck, then the side of her cheek, his tongue flickering out to feel her cool skin. When he kissed her, it was long, hard, thirsty for her. HE could feel her own need, just as big, dancing out of reach.
Her hands were playing with the towel, wanting to release it. He eased back, just enough to help her, as his own hands began to roam.
He pressed against her breast, clumsy at first, careful. A man unsure if this was the right thing, but as he saw no sign of disgust, he continued, bolder. His fingertips waned and wanted her smooth flesh, ached for each curve of her body. In the palm of his hand, he felt her nipple, hard as a rock, pressing back at him.
First he kneaded it, feeling the weight in his hand, its shape. He pulled at the nipple, rolling it between his finger and thumb.
He pulled from her kiss, just long enough to catch his breath. It came in long deep lungfuls. For a moment he stopped, admiring her in the dark once more, and then moved back, eager for more.
With a single click, her black lacy bra fell to their knees, and he held both of her breasts in his hand.
 
Beth

She melted against him, panting as heavily as he was. Her eyes focused with some concentration as she stared at his hands kneading her bared breasts.

"Oh.. jerry..." She moaned, arching against his touch. Her nipples ached, her stomach coiled and her nether lips became wetter.
She moaned, letting the sound linger on and on, sucking in a deep breath and pressing a little closer.

Her hands clutched at him as she bent backwards at the waist. She held onto him, begging for more of his touch.

"Oh my.. that feels so good.. don't stop." She pleaded softly, her eyes closing as shivers passed over her body. her lower half moved sensually back and forth, brushing her stomach against his cock head, enticing him to go further.
 
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