This is the fourth installment of the Nicole and Kate series. The story stands on its own, but the previous stores provide context to the characters' evolving relationship.
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Seeing Kate at school was difficult for Nicole because she longed for some acknowledgement of their special relationship, but Kate acted the same toward Nicole as she did with almost every other student. Nicole understood that was for the best, but it somehow fueled the intensity of her desire for Kate. So, on Wednesday, Nicole's heart skipped a beat when Kate motioned to her to move to a spot where they could speak privately. Nicole was amazed, and a little embarrassed, that she was moist between her legs by the time she and Kate were separated from the crowd of students and teachers.
"I'm spending this weekend at the beach with my best college girlfriend. You should come on Saturday and spend the night," Kate said almost matter-of-factly, even though they both knew it was a scandalous suggestion. "I'd like it if you could make it."
Nicole's ears were ringing from just thinking about what Kate's invitation meant: spending the night in Kate's bed. She gathered herself enough to stammer, "Of course, I'd love that." Nicole searched Kate's face for any hint that Kate understood how much the invitation rocked her, but Kate remained almost stoic. "Um... should I make a reservation or something," Nicole asked.
Even Kate had to smile a little at that innocent, but loaded, question. "No. You'll stay in my room." Nicole shuddered both at the thought of staying with Kate and being told by Kate where she would sleep. "I'll let you know tomorrow where we will be and when you should get there," Kate explained. With just a little crinkle of her nose, Kate turned back toward the jammed hallway and called out to another teacher before walking away. Nicole felt her erect nipples rub against her bra, and her panties were damper than before the chat with Kate. Nicole wished she was home in her room so that she could fantasize about Kate and please herself.
The next day Kate told Nicole where she was staying and said Nicole should get there by 10:00 on Saturday morning. She also told Nicole that they would spend time at the beach on Saturday afternoon and Sunday and would go out to a "fun beach place" on Saturday night. When Nicole asked what she would wear, Kate smiled and said, "I'm sure whatever you decide will be perfect."
The week seemed to drag forever. She had her bag packed by Thursday, and each night Nicole brought herself to satisfying orgasms imagining herself in a hotel with Kate. By the time Saturday arrived, Nicole had sold her cover story that she was going to a sleepover with a friend who had moved about an hour away that she hadn't seen in a while. She even reached out to her friend to ask her to back up the story, telling her friend that she was going to spend the night with a boyfriend. Nicole chose a very flirty top that did not need a bra, jean shorts, a baby blue thong, and a comfy pair of sandals that showed off her freshly painted red toes. The hour drive to the beach passed quickly as Nicole daydreamed about what the weekend would bring.
Nicole easily found the beachfront hotel, parked her car, went to the front desk. Her excitement grew as she gave her name and, as Kate instructed, explained that a guest had left a note for her. The attractive twenty-something woman at the front desk, "Allie" according to her name tag, flashed very pretty smile, and said, "Of course, here you are Nicole." Taking the envelope, Nicole couldn't help noticing how pretty Allie was and how her eyes literally lit up when she smiled.
"Thank you," Nicole responded, returning the smile, before toting her overnight bag toward a comfortable looking chair where she down with the envelope. Nicole was acutely aware that she felt a sexual attraction to Allie, which was a new feeling. Kate was the only woman about whom Nicole had ever had erotic thoughts, and her fleeting interaction with Allie flustered her. Nicole glanced quickly toward the front desk and saw that Allie was on the phone and was absent-mindedly twirling her silky hair. Nicole's fingers trembled a little as she opened the sealed envelope that Allie had given her, and she was surprised to find a typewritten note along with a room key. The note read:
Nicole,
I had to run a few errands. We are in Room 501. Dara is in the room, and she is expecting you. She is my dearest friend, and I adore her. I've told Dara all about you, and she is excited you are joining us. I will be back as soon as I can. Have fun!
Nicole's heart raced, and she re-read the note more slowly. Her eyes focused on the words, "I've told Dara all about you." Did that mean what Nicole assumed it meant? Did Dara know "all about" Nicole, as in all about Kate and Nicole? As Nicole's mind considered the implications of that possibility, her eyes again moved through the note: "she is excited you are joining us... Have fun!" Nicole forced herself to take a deep breath, and she wondered if the note had any clue as to what Kate wanted from her.
Nicole read the note one last time, and she focused for the first time on the words: "We are in Room 501." Did that mean Kate and Dara were sharing a room? Kate had made it clear that she would share Kate's room and, of course, Kate's bed. Nicole masturbated to orgasms each of the next two nights thinking about falling asleep next to and waking up with Kate. In her fantasies, though, Nicole had not considered that Dara might be in the same room.
Nicole then thought that, if in fact Kate and Dara were sharing one room, and Nicole would be sharing a room with both of them, Dara must know all about Kate and Nicole. That realization alone made Nicole's body tingle as she re-read the words, "she is excited you are joining us." Nicole was aroused by the thought of Kate telling Dara about Nicole, and she let out an audible whimper when she considered the possibility of sharing a room with Kate and her "dearest friend."
As Nicole nervously slid the note back into the envelope, she quickly scanned the reception area but did not see the elevator. She then looked toward the desk and saw Allie staring at her with an inviting smile. "Are you looking for the elevators?" Allie asked politely. Nicole smiled and nodded a few times. "Just through there," the pretty young woman said, pointing to a small hallway. Nicole gathered her overnight bag and headed toward where Allie had pointed.
"Thanks," Nicole said genuinely.