Stephanie's holiday.
The year had started brightly for Stephanie but the Corona virus had wrecked everything. This was her gap year. The job at the hotel on the north Queensland tropical beach with accommodation had been terrific. Then came the virus. No tourists. No job. No accommodation. No money. Things were getting desperate. There was lockdown. She couldn't get back home to England. Fortunately somebody at the hotel knew somebody who knew somebody who had a beach shack way up the coast that she could stay in for free. It was in an idyllic spot, surrounded by trees and near the surf.
The shack itself wasn't well appointed. It was made of wood and lightly constructed. Stephanie had only been there a few days when there was a warning of a cyclone approaching. She could tell by the water and the way the waves formed that something was happening. The wind got stronger and stronger and the waves bigger. Stephanie made herself dinner and sat down to watch television. She could hear the wind getting stronger and stronger and then the rain came. Soon after dark the wind became really strong - really strong gusts. There was creaking and strange noises and all of a sudden the roof was blown off, the power went off and Stephanie was being drenched with the heaviest rain she had ever experienced in her life. She was dressed for bed in a very light cotton nightie. In terror she made her way out of the hut instinctively and ran for her life to the solid brick shack 20 m away. She hammered on the door and it was opened and she was blown in by the wind, drenched to the skin with her wet nightie clinging to her body.
Jeff opened the door not knowing what to expect. Before he had time to even assess the situation, Stephanie was inside the door and he was trying to close it against the wind. She was dripping everywhere. No girl ever wanted to make an entrance like this - hair wet and dishevelled and covered only by a thin cotton nightie, made transparent by the rain and sticking to her body showing every curve as if she was totally naked. Stephanie was acutely conscious of what she was must look like and was desperate to regain her dignity. Jeff had other priorities and wanted to stop her dripping all over the floor.
"Here is a towel and the bathroom is there. Dry yourself and I'll try and find something to cover you. All my clothes are way too big for you. I can give you a shirt or you can just wrap the towel around yourself."
Stephanie's relief at finding a hairdryer in the bathroom was palpable. It took a long time to dry her hair and compose herself and check whether the shirt or the towel covered her better and she finally decided on the towel. She looked ridiculous in the shirt. She was acutely conscious of the fact that she had no covering over her bottom.
It was time to get to know each other better. Jeff's lust neurons had sprung to life the moment Stephanie came through the door with her nipples showing through her cotton nightie. Stephanie was aware of the possibilities of the situation where a good-looking young girl scarcely dressed was in the same room as a fit, healthy young man but she was slower to appreciate just how fast the situation could develop under the right circumstances. They introduced themselves and discussed how they came to be in that part of the world. Stephanie had come from England but on account of the virus was now unable to get back on account of the lockdown. Her 18th birthday had already gone and her boyfriend should've been here to celebrate it with her but he was unable to get a plane ticket. Jeff lived on a farm with his parents who had bought the hut so they could enjoy the surf. It was simple- a large room with a double bed, a shower/bathroom, a stove, a fridge, a table and a TV.
The conversation was friendly. Jeff offered her a beer and tried to reassure Stephanie after her frightening experience. If he was trying to chat her up, he was extremely subtle about it. Stephanie was quite receptive because she had realised that destiny had thrown her into the arms of a meal ticket. They watched the television to see the cyclone raging around them. Much later Jeff said,
"This place is a bit primitive. I've only got one bed. You can sleep near the wall and I'll sleep on the outside. How does that sound?"
Stephanie had been admiring Jeff. He was strong and only wearing pyjama shorts which hung loosely on him. She had been looking to see if he seemed in the slightest bit interested in her but there was no action where it would have been obvious. She thought she was safe even though she wasn't wearing panties. She literally had no line of defence. Jeff kept looking at Stephanie hoping that she would make a false move and he would have a quick look at her pussy but it didn't happen. It was too soon to make a move. Be patient. It seemed possible she would come across tomorrow.
"I hope the storm is over in the morning."
They went to sleep with the rain belting down and the wind howling.
In the morning Stephanie woke to find Jeff at the stove making breakfast. It was hot and humid and he was dressed only in loose pyjama shorts. She got up and they sat down over a breakfast of toast and jam and tea. The banter continued between them with increasing sexual innuendo until by the end of breakfast there was no longer a question of whether there would be sexual interaction but how and when it would occur. Stephanie was a very bright intelligent woman, mature beyond her years. Her sexual experience was limited by the fact that her boyfriend was very sexually immature. He was shy and had not extended Stephanie's experience very much at all. Her body had been ready and willing to make the next leap for some time.
Jeff went to the bench to make another cup of tea and Stephanie could see his broad, strong back and the outline of his strong bum cheeks. She was looking at Jeff in a totally different light now. During the night fantasies had been running through her mind about this man who was so close to her physically. He was so much bigger than her boyfriend and she began to wonder whether that appendage between his legs might also be much bigger. She had read that size mattered but didn't have a clue why that might be the case, never having experienced even a small one. Nevertheless, as Jeff walked around the room Stephanie glanced constantly at his shorts in the hope that she might sneak a glance at his weapon. All the indications were that he was well hung. The more she thought about it, the wetter she got in anticipation of her being able to seduce him.
If he wasn't going to make the first move, she was. She stood behind him and clasped her hands around his chest pressing her body into his. Jeff was extremely surprised at how brazen Stephanie had been but kept his cool and directed his right hand behind him under the hem of the towel and into Stephanie's crack. Bullseye. His finger was on her clitoris immediately. It was Stephanie's turn to be surprised. She audibly sucked in breath as Jeff's finger continued to rub. She could feel herself getting more excited and her whole body shook and she had to grab Jeff tightly to stabilise herself. He could feel her spasms. When she had finished she spun him around and gave him a big kiss. It had been a long time since her boyfriend had had his finger there.
It was one of the most pleasurable orgasms that Stephanie had ever had. After the storm she was desperate for reassurance that she was in safe hands. That and the enjoyment of the orgasm was so amazing in contrast to the terror she had felt, she was almost in tears. Jeff gently removed the towel and she stood in front of him completely naked displaying a beautiful pair of breasts, not very large but a delicious shape, and a face that showed that she wanted to connect to Jeff.
Stephanie was aware that she was now totally naked but she didn't care. She felt safe in Jeff's hands and it was now her turn and she pulled his shorts down. It was not the first penis she had ever seen but it was the first one she'd ever seen on a completely naked body and it really turned her on. It was long and stiff and hard. The arrowhead shape of the tip became the focus of her interest. This was designed to make a pathway for that long shaft that was going to fill her up. She always knew that her destiny was to engulf one with her vagina and she looked with excitement as the prospect seemed to be getting closer and closer. She hesitated and Jeff led her hand down until she was grasping and feeling just how hard his penis was and moving her hand up and down.
"Wait a minute. I want to pull the blinds down so that nobody can see us."
"Tell me what it's like outside."
"Your shack is a wreck. A big branch seems to have fallen on it. It is still raining and blowing like hell - I will not be able to get in until the wind and rain stop. You won't be able to get any clothes until later so you are stuck here with me naked. I hope you don't mind, I think you look beautiful without clothes on."
"Thanks."
