Chapter 1: Moment of Weakness

Maddie's POV-

I can't believe what I just did. What was I thinking? I may have just made the single biggest mistake of my life. How could this have happened? I must have caved in my moment of weakness...

Earlier that evening...

I had just gotten off from my shift at the Tipton. Mr. Moseby let me off early because I had a date with with a friend, Adam. After clocking out, I went upstairs to suite 2330 to change clothes. Carey was in the lounge doing her show and had given me her room key so I could change. She said Zack and Cody were at the movies with a friend and wouldn't be back until later so I wouldn't be bothered.

I stepped off of the elevator on the 23rd floor and made my way down the hall. I opened the door to the suite and went inside, closing and locking the door behind me. Normally, I'd change in the bathroom, but there wasn't anyone here tonight and I was in a hurry. Adam would be waiting for me downstairs in a few minutes, so I decided to just change quickly in the living room and be on my way. I took off my shoes and socks first followed by my pants, shirt and tie. After I had successfully removed my Tipton uniform, I started digging around in my bag for my change of clothes. I found the underwear I was going to change into and removed the bra and panties I had on.

I guess while I was getting the rest of the way undressed, I didn't notice the sound of the doorknob being jiggled. As soon as I took off my underwear and was standing there with nothing on, the door came open. In my shock, I screamed as I turned to see who it was, not realizing I was naked. The other person in the room seemed to be just as shocked. I grabbed something to cover myself with as soon as I realized what was happening, but it was already too late. Zack had already caught a good look at me fully nude.

"Oh, no! Sorry, Maddie! I- I didn't know you were here!" he exclaimed while quickly trying to cover his eyes. Before I could say anything in return, he turned and quickly left the room, shutting the door behind him.

"Why was he here?" I thought to myself. "I can't believe Zack just saw me naked."

Over the years, Zack and his twin brother, Cody have become like little brothers to me. I care a lot about both of them and would do anything for them. Zack has always had a not-so-secret crush on me. I think it has kind of faded a bit over time as he finally got the hint that I wasn't interested in him in that way, but he still tries to hit on me occasionally. Now this. Now Zack, at sixteen-years-old (which is three years younger than me, by the way) is the first guy to see me naked. This is going to be very awkward for both of us. I'll have to find him as soon as I get back from my dinner with Adam and have a talk with him.

I try to get over my embarrassment and get dressed as quick as possible. I rush downstairs and find Adam already waiting for me in the lobby. I didn't see Zack anywhere on my way down, which is a relief. As much as I need to talk to him, now is not the time. I need time to think and clear my head. I also need to get through my dinner with Adam.

A couple of hours later...

Dinner was fun. Adam took me to a nice restaurant called The Capital Grille. I'm sure it was very expensive, but it was also very good. The best steak I've ever had in my life! Afterwards, we drove around for a little while and had a nice talk.

Adam and I met a few weeks ago when his family was staying at the Tipton. He's come by and visited me a couple of times, but this is our first time to go out on a date. He seems ok, but I get a feeling like he might be a little too arrogant. He also comes on a little strong. He tried to kiss me when we first got in the car and I told him to wait and see how dinner goes first. Then, at dinner he made a few suggestive comments. I tried to laugh them off, but they kind of bothered me all night.

After our little drive I asked him to take me back to the Tipton. I needed to pick up my uniform and also try to find Zack so I could talk to him. I didn't want to put it off. Adam agreed to take me back, but as we arrived, instead of parking in front of one of the entrances, he pulled into the side alley that runs around to the back of the hotel where there's a loading dock for delivering supplies to the kitchen staff.

"What are you doing?" I ask concerned.

"Well, you promised me a kiss after dinner," he says with a smirk on his face.

"I said we MIGHT and even IF we do, we could have done that in front of the building," I correct him.

"Oh, so you don't want to kiss me?" he says in a sort of smarmy way. I think about it for a minute. Dinner was good and I enjoyed our talk, even if he was a little obnoxious at times. Besides, he is VERY good looking. I decide to go ahead with it. After all, what would be the harm?

"That's not what I said," I say as I lean forward toward him. He puts his hand on the back of my head as he leans in and starts to kiss me. At first it's soft and gentle, but after a few seconds he starts to put his tongue in my mouth. I accept it at first, but then he starts to get more aggressive with it. He moves his left hand to my stomach and slips it up under my shirt. I try to pull away, but he still has his hand on my head holding me in place. I reach up and try to pull his hand away, but he lets go of my head and grabs my hand and pulls it away. His left hand makes it up to my breast and he starts rubbing it. Finally, I'm able to break free of his grip and get his hands off of me. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I yell.

"What's the matter, baby? You know you want it," he smirks, "You DO want it, don't you?"

"No, I do NOT want it, you pig," I say disgusted.

"If you get out of this car right now, we're through," he says as I start to get out. I can't believe what he just tried to do to me, and those words infuriate me. I slap him hard across the face and get out of the car, slamming the door behind me. I run into the hotel, past all the staff and guests in into the elevator. I was going to go up to Carey's suite and talk to her about what happened, but I remember what happened earlier with Zack and instead, my hand reaches up and presses the button to go to the basement.

When the door opens I decide to go into Arwin's office where I can be alone. I go down the dimly lit hallway, and find the office door unlocked. I open the door and go inside. For some reason the light is already on, but I disregard it as I shut and lock the door behind me. I sit down in a chair and lay my head down on the small table in front of it and start to cry. I wonder if there is something wrong with me. I always seem to mess things up. Every time I have a great guy, I ruin things. I feel stupid because I know exactly what the problem is. It's because people see me as a goody-goody. Someone who isn't willing to take risks and is certainly not willing to become sexually involved. I know guys don't like that. Guys are looking to score and if you want anyone to notice you, you have to be willing to do it...

"Maddie, what are you doing in here?" I jump as I hear the familiar voice behind me. "What's wrong?"

I turn around and, sure enough, I find Zack standing behind me. "Oh, great," I think to myself, "the last person I needed to run into."

"Nothing, I'm fine," I lie, trying to wipe the tears from my eyes. "What are you doing down here at this hour?"

"I came down here looking for some batteries for my game," he says, showing me the batteries he's found. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" I've obviously done a crappy job of hiding it from him so I go ahead and tell him the story including my feelings on why I can't keep a guy. I'm not really sure why, but I felt better than I thought I would after telling him. Maybe I just needed someone to talk to and he was conveniently there. I'm not sure. "Maddie, you shouldn't worry about things like that. You're a much better person than most girls and it's nice that you won't give in to that kind of pressure," he tries his best to assure me.

Zack has never been known for his sensitive side, but he has, on occasion shown himself to be very sweet. He moves over and puts his arms around me to comfort me. He makes me feel better, even though I don't believe what he said. I don't feel like a better person. I feel like crap. I know what guys want and, to this point, I'm haven't been willing to give it to them. I sit and watch all my friends, as happy as they can be with their boyfriends. They're willing to do it. Why can't I? What's wrong with me?

We sit silently for a few moments while I think about things. Zack keeps holding me and rubbing my back, still trying to comfort me. I finally look up and see him look back at me. I study his face. His beautiful blue eyes. His soft lips. He's very cute for a boy his age. His blonde hair. A crazy thought goes through my head and I try to dismiss it. I can't, however, ignore the funny feeling I start to get all over my body.

"Zack," I whisper, "did you know you're the only guy who's ever seen me naked?"

"Oh... um... about that. Maddie I'm sorry about that," he says nervously, letting go for a second. "I really had no idea..." Suddenly, I feel a rush of adrenaline. I lose control of myself for a moment and turn in and kiss Zack on the lips cutting him off mid-sentence. This catches him off guard and he starts to pull away, but I hold him there and begin kissing him more. I slip my tongue into his mouth and he finally stops resisting. Slowly, I move my hands across his chest and neck as we deepen our kiss. I know Zack has always dreamed of this and the surprise of it has made him completely vulnerable. I start to kick off my shoes as I take his hand and move it up over my breast. I rub myself with his hand and he takes the hint and moves the other hand to my other breast on his own. As he's rubbing my chest, I start unbuttoning my shirt and take it off. I drop it to the floor and then start pulling his shirt off. He lets go of my breasts and raises his arms up. We break our kiss just long enough for me to take his shirt the rest of the way off and the we go back at it. Next, I slip my panties off, down my legs, over my socks and into the floor. I'm wearing a miniskirt and I make the decision to save some time and leave it on since it won't get in the way. I reach behind me and unsnap my bra and it, too drops to the floor. I take Zack's hands and place them back on my breasts and start rubbing them again. This time, he catches on right away and takes over for himself. While he's busy doing that, I rub my hands down his chest and stomach to his crotch area. I can fell the bulge through his pants and it gets me even more excited. I unbutton and unzip his pants and break our kiss to slide them down his legs. As I go down to take them off, I kiss him all the way down his chest and stomach. He raises his legs one at a time as I pull his pants the rest of the way off. I stand back up and start kissing him again more passionately than before. He starts rubbing my breasts again as I slowly stroke his chest. Then, I slide my hands gently down and slip them into his boxers. I stroke the peach fuzz around his privates and then move my hand over his penis. As I begin to stroke it, he suddenly stops kissing me and takes a step back, seemingly startled.

"Maddie, wait," he says nervously, "this isn't right. We can't..."

"Zack, I want this. Trust me. This is what I want," I say interrupting him. I pull him in and start kissing him again. At first, he was resistant to it again, but I gently push him back up against the table behind him. I sits himself up on the table and I lean in even more and lay him down. I climb up onto the table and straddle over him. I lower myself to kiss him again and while I do, I take his hand and rub it from my breast all the way down to my crotch. I stroke my moist private area with his hand. Suddenly, he pulls away again.

"Maddie, wait," he tries to say again, but I don't let him finish. I start kissing him again, passionately moving my tongue around in his mouth. I move my hands up his legs and into his boxers again. I begin stroking him again with one hand and, as I do, I unbutton the trap on the front of his boxers with my other hand. I take his penis out through the hole in his shorts and stroke it with both hands. While still kissing him (mostly so he can't say anything) I raise myself up above him. I slowly lower myself down onto his swollen penis and gently put it inside me. He lets out a soft moan and any resistance there may have been left in him goes away. I lower myself the rest of the way down onto him. At first it hurts, as this is my first time. I'd always heard things about Zack, but from what I can tell, this is his first time also. He pushes himself into me as much as he can and it starts to feel better. It still hurts, just not as much. Then, slowly I start moving myself up and down. I'm very nervous and the whole thing is kind of awkward, but I don't stop and I continue kissing him. He moans quietly the whole time and eventually, they start getting louder as I can tell he is getting close to climaxing. As he does, the kiss is the hardest it's been and he pushes himself into me one last time. After a few seconds, he breaks the kiss and relaxes a little. I continue moving up and down on him a little longer until I realize that he's finished. I lean over and kiss him one last time before climbing down off of the table. He fixes himself back into is boxers and sits up. I start to get dressed and he climbs down and begins to do the same.

Getting dressed was done entirely in awkward silence as I slowly begin to realize what I've just done. Zack pulls on the last bit of clothing, his shirt, and stands waiting while I finish. As soon as I'm finished, I turn to him trying to think of what to say. I can't find any words and before I can, he speaks first.

"Maddie, I love you. I've always loved you," he says. His words hit me like a ton of bricks and the full consequences of what have just happen come into my head. I've just had sex with a sixteen-year-old boy who wasn't ready and now he's telling me he loves me because he probably thinks I love him, too. I start to feel sick as Zack moves in for another kiss. I put my arm out and push him back. "Maddie, what's wrong," he says, a look of embarrassment coming over him. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, Zack," I finally manage to say, "you didn't. I am the one who has done something wrong here. This was wrong. I shouldn't have done this and I'm sorry." I now have a rush of emotions running over me. Fear, embarrassment, anger (at myself), sorrow, panic, and grief. I can NOT believe what I have just done and now I have to tell Zack that it meant nothing and that I wish it hadn't happened. That we can't be together like he wants. Rather than face him and tell him the truth, I panic. I look at him as tears start to well in my eyes. "I am so sorry," I say and I turn and run. I run back down the hall to the elevator. Once in the elevator I go up one floor to the lobby and run out the door. I run down the block a ways to make sure Zack can't catch up and hail a cab. I jump in and when I get back to my house, I run upstairs to my bedroom and just collapse in tears onto my bed.

And now here I am. Laying here in my bed crying my eyes out. What have I done? What's going to happen now? I don't think I'll ever be able to face Zack after running out on him. I left him standing there with no answers. On top of that, if anyone else ever finds out, I could go to jail. Zack's only sixteen and I'm nineteen. He's a minor and he didn't exactly want to do it in the first place. I kind of pushed it on him. "Oh my God," I think, "did I RAPE him?" Legally I did, but if he didn't want to do it, I may have just RAPED him for real. A million horrible thoughts rush through my head. Words can't describe how I feel. It's the worst feeling I've ever felt in my life. I start crying again. Slowly, I begin to drift way. I cry myself to sleep.

How could this have happened? What have I done? I lost control in a moment of weakness...

(Author's Note: This story popped into my head while working on Terror at the Tipton. I had no intentions of writing any stories involving sex between any of the characters, but this story won't go away in my head. That probably sounds sick, but at least this isn't a twincest story, lol. Due to the incredible amount of views, I will come back to this story when I'm finished with Terror at the Tipton.)