Passion In James County IX
Indiscretions
By D.C. Roi
Chapter three
Tom Singleton awoke and wasn't sure where he was at first, and he wasn't sure who the naked woman lying next to him was, either. Then he remembered. He was in a motel room. He'd met a woman named Alison in a roadhouse the night before and... The memory of what happened when he returned to the motel with Alison flooded him with guilt. He'd slept with a woman he wasn't married to; he'd cheated on his wife! Melissa always said she'd leave him if she ever caught him cheating on her! Then, as he forced his turbulent thoughts to calm, he realized that, unless he told his wife what he'd done, there was no way she'd ever have to know about this one inadvertent indiscretion.
He looked around the room. Where was Alison? This was her room, he hadn't returned to his. When he heard the shower running, he knew. His memories of the delights he and Alison had shared the previous evening started to get him turned on once more. He slid out of bed and headed for the bathroom.
As Tom walked toward the bathroom, he wondered if Alison might have had a change of heart about what they'd done, but he pushed the thought out of his mind. The worst that could happen would be she'd tell him to go away. If she did, Tom wouldn't be too upset.
He walked into the bathroom and saw the usual compliment of feminine accouterments laying on the counter next to the sink. It reminded him of what Melissa did in bathrooms when they traveled and, once again, he experienced pangs of guilt.
He turned and realized he could see the vague shape of Alison's nude body through the shower curtain. His cock grew stiffer while he watched her ill-defined form go through the motions of bathing. He experienced still more guilt. He shouldn't be doing this. He should get his butt back to his room.
Tom brushed the feelings of guilt aside and opened the shower door.
Alison turned and saw him. She looked startled, but made no effort to cover her nakedness. "Tom, you startled me," she gasped. Rivulets of water made glistening trails over her lithe body.
"I hope you don't mind if I join you," Tom said.
Alison smiled and shook her head. "Not at all. You need a shower, too, don't you?" she said. She reached for the soap. When she did her petite breasts, which he had enjoyed fondling and sucking the night before, shifted delightfully.
Tom took the washcloth from her. "Would you like some help with that?" he asked. "Maybe I could wash your back."
Alison grinned and shrugged. "I was almost done, but..." she glanced down and saw his erect cock and her eyes grew hot. "Why not? I guess I really didn't get my back all that well."
Tom lathered the cloth and began washing her. He paid careful attention to her breasts first. Her nipples - which got incredibly large when she was aroused - stiffened. They looked like tiny fingers poking through the foamy suds covering her chest.
"I..." Alison clutched his arm, "I...Ahhh!...Oh, God, Tom, don't stop. Ahhhhhhh!!! Uhhhhhhh!!! God! Do you have any idea how wonderful that feels?" Her eyes began to glaze with lust.
"I think I have a pretty darn good idea," Tom replied. He covered her lips with his. Alison's mouth opened; her arms slid around him; her warm, wet body pressed against his; and their tongues dueled. His rigid cock was trapped against her soft belly. He slid the washcloth down her back and cupped her bottom.
When the kiss ended, Alison took the washcloth from him. "Now it's my turn," she murmured. She took the soap and got the cloth even latherier than Tom had it. Then she wrapped the washcloth around Tom's rigid cock and proceeded to wash it, and his balls, more thoroughly than he'd ever had them washed before. By the time she finished with him, his legs were shaking and he was sure he was going to explode any second.
"Alison, that, it...it feels too good! If...if you keep that...up," he gasped, "I'm gonna have an accident! "
"My goodness!!! That's the last thing I want!" Alison murmured, clutching his erect member. "I have a much better idea!" She released him, turned, and bent over. "Know what to do, Tom?" she asked.
Tom knew exactly what to do. He centered his cock on her opening and drove it into her.
"Yesssss!!! Oh, God, Tom, yessssss!!!" Alison hissed when his swollen shaft slid into her. "Before you came in, thinking about what we did last night made me feel all funny inside. I needed you the minute I...Ohhhhhhh!!!...I woke up, but I didn't want to wake you."
Fighting for control, Tom kept sliding his cock in and out of her tight pussy. It felt wonderful! "You...you could have woke me...up. I...I wouldn't have...cared," he grunted. He leaned forward, reached under her, and grasped her dancing breasts.
Alison groaned and pressed back against him, trying to get him into her even deeper. "I...I'm not going to be able to wait if...Ohhhhhhhh!!! Nowwwwwwwwww!!!! Nowwwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwww!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Her body stiffened and shuddered violently as an orgasm roared through her.
The rhythmic rippling of Alison's pussy around his embedded cock was more than Tom could take. Clutching her breasts, he exploded, moaning with joy. "Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!! Unnnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" he bawled, quivering, as torrents of his hot come jetted into her.
They clung to each other when it was over. When they at last were able to stand unassisted, Alison turned, moved against him, put her arms around him, and laid her head on his chest. "My God, Tom, you are incredible!" she murmured. "I...I don't know what it is, but I can't get enough of you. You touch me and I want you!"
"It's the same way for me," he told her.
She looked at him and giggled. "You know, we ought to get out of the shower before we wrinkle," she said.
They did, playfully toweling each other dry. Then, while Alison finished all the things women have to do, Tom headed back to his room to get dressed. He stuck his head in the bathroom. "I have to go back to my room to change," he told Alison.
"Why don't I meet you in the coffee shop for breakfast?" Alison said, continuing to brush and dry her hair with an electric hair dryer. She was still nude, and the way her body moved as she did her hair almost made Tom change his mind and stay, but he didn't.
Back in his room, Tom shaved, put on a clean pair of jeans and a T-shirt. He was slipping into a plaid shirt when a soft knock sounded on his door. He opened it and found Alison standing there wearing a turquoise long shirt, belted at the waist, and snug jeans.
"I didn't see you downstairs, so I checked out and came to your room," she said, smiling, as she walked by him, into the room. She turned and hugged him, then she kissed him on the cheek.
