Day 6, Saturday.
I woke slowly and it took me a few moments to remember where I was. I was completely naked and spread out on smooth clean sheets that were excellent quality and had a very high thread count. I was marvelling at how smooth, cool and nice they felt against my bare skin. The room was lit up so brightly that I had to blink rapidly to try to let my eyes adjust. When I could see without it causing pain to my eyes, I rolled over to see why it was so bright. The sun was shining in through the open window and I could see a huge strip of bright blue sky, completely unblemished by any clouds. I remembered my amazement at this view last night and in a dizzying rush, yesterday's events bloomed into my memory.
I detected a slight breeze and noticed that the glass panel door to the balcony was open. Out on the balcony was a small table and two chairs. The table had a coffee pot and two cups on it. Seeing the coffee pot made me sniff the air for its fresh aroma but what I smelled instead was bacon, eggs and toast which caused my stomach to growl in response.
I sat up allowing the sheet to fall off me and looked around. I couldn't see Stefan anywhere or see the source of that delicious smell either. Sitting up alerted me to a more pressing issue than my hunger, however, and I realised that I desperately needed to pee. I stepped out of the bed and stretched feeling the breeze gently tickle over my naked body and it felt delightful as well as a little bit naughty.
I walked out the door towards the bathroom, half expecting to see Stefan along the way but he must have been downstairs. I got to the top of the staircase and looked down but I couldn't see him down there. I could, however, hear him moving things around in the kitchen; a pan and some crockery by the sounds. My full bladder was telling me that any further looking for Stefan would have to wait so I turned around and entered the bathroom.
As I came back out of the bathroom Stefan was walking up the stairs.
"Well, good morning, gorgeous."
I felt like I was grinning like an idiot but I didn't care. Sure, I wanted to look cool and unfazed by his praise but it just made me feel like giggling. I felt like Donkey from Shrek. "She called me a noble steed; she thinks I'm a steed." I couldn't keep the smile out of my voice if I tried.
"Good morning to you too, handsome."
Stefan was smiling back and openly admiring my naked form.
"How can anyone look so damn good straight out of bed? I swear I look like a wildebeest with mange when I first wake up. I'm just glad you slept through the horror."
I laughed at his obvious exaggeration as I admired his fit-looking body in a pair of shorts and a completely unbuttoned button-up shirt. He looked like a male model and his hair was shiny and beautifully neat in a casual kind of way.
"I'm glad you're awake though, I don't want your breakfast or coffee to go cold."
The mention of food combined with the smell, caused my stomach to growl loud enough for both of us to hear. We both laughed and he looked at my stomach with exaggerated fear.
"And just in time too by the sound of that angry beast."
I giggled again as I followed him through the bedroom to the balcony. I followed him out the door and onto the balcony. I sat down at the table and noticed his cheeky grin, the only real acknowledgement of me being out there completely naked. I returned his cheeky smile, although it held an edge of defiance, as though challenging him to say something. He just smiled wider and nodded, conceding the point.
"Your breakfast is served, Madam."
I snorted at his attempt at formality.
"I'm no madam, Stefan and I certainly require no payment. I would happily fuck you for the rest of forever."
"A very tempting offer."
"Really? Even when I'm eighty years old with saggy boobs and a saggy, wrinkly ass?"
He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
"Especially then. You don't have to sell me on the idea."
I snorted as I tried to take my first mouthful of breakfast.
"You are a sick, twisted, nasty, pervert. I love it."
He grinned at me and again I was reminded of a naughty boy up to no good.
We settled into breakfast and from the first mouthful I realised I was ravenous. I tried to be ladylike and take my time but I'm pretty sure I looked like a wild animal stripping a carcass. I took my time over that coffee though; I couldn't believe how good it was.
"Have you been holding out on me? You said the coffee at work was your favourite but this is even better."
"This is a bit different. This is for very special events only."
I could see that he was genuine in his belief that this was a truly special event and again it made me feel so special. He just seemed to have a knack for making me feel like a princess or some kind of special treasure. I'm not going to pretend that I didn't like it, I loved it. No one had ever made me feel the way he was making me feel. I enjoyed it but it was scaring the hell out of me too. It was such a strange feeling to be so frightened of something that I wanted so much. Maybe I was scared it wasn't real and that it would all blow away like dust in the wind. Maybe I was scared of not exploring myself the way I had promised myself I would and regretting it.
I shook myself physically as though trying to shake the negative feelings out of me.
"Are you okay, Sam?"
"Yeah, sorry, just thinking too much."
He nodded as though he understood and, in some ways, I guess he did. He had been let down a lot before too it seemed and I could understand how he would be nervous about putting himself out there again.
I looked around and wondered how my mind could become morose when it was a beautiful sunny morning, I was out on this balcony bare-assed naked, with a belly full of fine food and a sexy man sitting right next to me. There was no way I wasn't going to take advantage of this situation.
"So, Stefan, does it turn you on to have me naked, just sitting out here where anyone with a decent telescope or camera can see me?"
"Like you wouldn't believe."
"Hmm, would it turn you on if they could see me spread wide open like this?"
I asked as I leaned back and spread my legs wide apart.
"Oh, God, yes."
"Really? What about if I started playing with my pussy like this?"
I separated my pussy lips with my fingers and began slowly rubbing my clit with my fingertip. The feeling of the breeze on my open pussy was amazing. The thought of someone watching me tease Stefan like this was enough to have me wet already and I closed my eyes temporarily as I thought about someone watching me as I displayed myself; taking photos of my exposed pussy and my fingers dipping into it.
"Sam, that is so fucking sexy."
Stefan's voice was husky with lust.
"Does it make your cock hard to see me like this? Thinking about strangers seeing my naked body."
"Fuck, yes!"
"Mmm, show me your hard cock, Stefan. I want to see it."
Stefan glanced around quickly, not that he would have been able to tell if anyone could see him or not but it was just a reflex action. He stood up and pushed his shorts down to his feet and then stepped out of them. His throbbing cock bouncing before him. I smiled at the sight of his cock standing proudly before him.
"Mmm, fuck, yes. Bring that sexy cock here. I want to taste it again."
He walked over to me and stood between my spread thighs. I bent forward and began to slowly push my lips down over his cock. I slowly slid my lips down the length of his thick shaft until I simply couldn't fit any more of his cock in my mouth. I began to slowly back off a little before pushing back down onto him. I gradually increased the pace of my motions until I felt his hand wrap in my hair and he began guiding me, dictating the pace. It was so exciting to be behaving like such a cock hungry slut in public and it had me once again on the verge of an orgasm as my fingers worked my clit.
The first few tremors had begun when suddenly he pulled his cock out of my mouth. There was a long string of saliva and pre-cum connecting his cock to my lips and I watched it glisten in the sun. I wondered if my pussy was glistening too. I looked up at Stefan who seemed to be having trouble controlling himself. He gave me such a demanding look that it sent a shiver through me.
"Stand up."
I automatically did what I was told. He dropped to his knees in front of me and attacked my pussy with his mouth. I let out a cry as the orgasm that had begun backing off when he took his cock out of my mouth came bounding back. He sucked my lips and clit into his mouth and his tongue seemed to have a life of its own as it went berserk on my clit. I lasted all of about ten seconds before I was calling out loudly as I came all over his face. I didn't care if anyone could hear I wanted them to hear. I wanted them to know that Stefan was a good lover and that he was making me cum.
I almost collapsed as my legs didn't seem to want to support me anymore. They were wobbling like a plate of jelly as his hands cupped my ass to support me. I wrapped my hands around his head and that helped anchor me to the spot. Eventually, though, I had to tell him to stop as he was making me too sensitive.
Stefan smiled up at me, his mouth, nose and chin were shining with my cum and he couldn't have looked happier about it. He checked that I had regained my balance enough to stand on my own then let go of me. He stood up, wrapped me in his arms and then kissed me.
"I love it when I can taste myself on you."
He murmured to me.
