JOE
The overwhelming heat of the boat was getting to me. Well that and the fact that I was watching Bess work. She was seriously sexy all the time but when she was working on something she was passionate about she was mind blowing. I watched her nose crinkle as she inspected the dehumidifier, schooling Tony about the mechanics of it. I'd never admit it to anyone but when I'd screwed up anything mechanical I emailed her for help. A few pictures and hours later the thing I was working on was always working better than I could have ever planned.
I could feel sweat, not entirely caused by the humidity, drench my shirt as I leaned against a wall watching her sketch out a schematic, being helpful by staying out of the way. Without warning she suddenly whipped her long sleeve shirt off, revealing a sheer white tank top. A lacy bra, or bralet I think the girls call them, with an intricate pattern was clearly visible underneath and left nothing to the imagination. Well maybe it just overpowered my imagination since I could think of nothing but the tendrils of sweat running all over her body. Tony snapped me out of my reverie by placing a hand on my shoulder.
"Dude," he whispered in my ear, "you better make your move quick, I think I'm falling in love." I shoved him away flushing. I knew he was teasing me but he could make a move on Bess and I would be left kicking myself.
The work on the dehumidifier ended pretty quickly after that and we started the party. Chet had picked a corny 'horror' movie and made some popcorn so we all settled into the dark, riffing on the movie. Bess passed out pretty quick, I guess she'd had an even longer day than me and was exhausted. Tiredness was clawing at my eyes too and I knew I should get up and go to bed but figured I'd just close my eyes for a minute to rest them. Yeah, word to the wise, never believe anybody who says this, they are going for a serious nap.
I woke up to a moaned yell. My heart quickened. I felt something touch my face. A gag? A rope? I'd been in so many situations where I woke up from a blow to a head in dire straits that I tense completely, my eyes desperately cutting through the darkness, trying to remember how I'd gotten here. I struggled and the sheet that had been over my mouth fell. It was just a bedsheet, I mused. My mind and body fully relaxed as I caught sight of Bess snoring softly and I remembered Tony's boat and the party.
I sunk back into the bean bag I was using as both a pillow and a mattress wondering what had woken me up. Maybe it was a dream. Or a nightmare. I was just drifting off again when I distinctly heard Bess moan loudly. A nightmare, I guessed, as I saw her feet kick slightly. I shifted upright getting ready to wake her up when she moaned again and I saw her face twisted with pure pleasure. I flushed a little, it was an insanely intimate moment to interrupt.
I quickly laid down again in case she woke up in her pleasure she didn't need to see me staring lecherously at her. But whatever she was doing one thing was clear I needed a release badly. I could feel my dick straining against my jeans, a result of morning wood and Bess's moans. Slowly I began to raise myself as quietly as I could, thinking of making a dash to the washroom to have some alone time before everyone woke up. Unfortunately, as soon as I placed my hands on the ground to push off Bess rolled over, half on top of me. I relaxed into the bean bag again, not wanting to wake her. She moaned in pleasure again, audible words forming this time, "Joe, I need you in me. NOW!"
I froze. She was dreaming of me?! It'd be hilariously karmic and definitely tease worthy if my cock wasn't also hardening to epic proportions. I closed my eyes trying to think of sad, erection deflating things. I had to get out of here. Suddenly I felt the leg she'd thrown over mine tug in closer and through my pants I felt the pressure of her hips on my dick. Oh christ, she was humping me! I was going to explode soon. She moaned again, doing nothing to alleviate the painful discomfort of my erection.
Suddenly I heard her curse under her breath. She was so close to me I could feel her blushing. The pressure lessened off my dick and apparently loosened my tongue, "Don't let me stop you, sounds like you were having fun," I joked.
I heard her squeak, a squeak full of embarrassment, and my pain-in-the-ass-little-brother training kicked in as a smirk spread across my face. So she thought she could tease me about my boner all day and that I wouldn't have some fun with her now? Boy was she wrong.
I rolled and hovered over her. I didn't want to pin her, if she wanted to escape she could do so easily. I looked down at her flushed face, she was looking at my shirtless torso, something close to longing flickered into her eyes as they made contact with mine. "If you don't want me, tell me," I growled seductively, teasing her as she had been teasing me yesterday. I was about to roll over back to my bean bag so she could get up when her head bobbed up quickly, her lips meeting mine in a passionate kiss.
My mind froze for the second time in minutes. Her tongue probed my mouth flicking my tongue suggestively. Her hands raked over my bare chest, running over my erect nipples, tweaking them slightly. I involuntarily groaned into her mouth and I felt her smirk as her lips parted from mine.
"Bess," I started, my mind swirling, but she started kissing my throat and I groaned again. Suddenly I felt both her hands on my shoulders and she pushed down causing my arms to give way and land directly on top of her. She giggled as I let out an 'oomph'.
"Are you okay, Joe," she giggled and I looked into her dancing blue eyes. I ran my hand up under her shirt and pinched one of her nipples lightly, my shock fading and lust returning. She groaned in pleasure.
"Just a little surprised," I teased, kissing her lightly from her collarbone to her ear, still playing with her breast, "It's been a while since I've woken up to a beautiful lady humping my leg." She gained her 'revenge' by sucking lightly on my Adam's apple, her tongue drawing circles inside her mouth until I lost my mind again.
"Well," she drawled as she let go of my neck with a little pop, "I was having the most wonderful dream and I must have gotten carried away."
"Oh is that why you shouted my name," I teased. She flushed scarlet. I properly straddled her for the first time and lifted her tank top up to expose her bralet. I grabbed her boobs in my hands and began to massage them, "What sorts of things was I doing to you?"
Still flushed she ran her hand down my front resting her fingertips on the button of my jeans, "All sorts of things," she whispered, undoing my button and fly. I freed her breasts, rolling the nipples between my thumb and forefinger. She moaned loudly again. "Kiss me," she groaned and I dipped obligingly.
Our hands searched out pleasure on each other for several minutes and I knew I was going to explode soon but we had to stop. I didn't have a condom and as much as I trusted Bess I didn't want to risk passing anything on to her. She groaned in displeasure as I began to sit up, "No," she whimpered, "I need you in me."
My cock throbbed, longing to probe her but common sense prevailed, "I can't, Bess. Not now."
She tightened under me, defensive shields up, "What?! Are you fucking with me?" She started angrily. I hugged her, my stomach dropping. Disappointment was the worst I had been expecting but not anger. "This better not be some prank or bet," she fumed, pushing me off her and lowering her shirt, "Not just some stupid thing so you can check off that you porked a fatty."
My jaw dropped and anger began to spread through my brain, "A bet? Do you think so little of me and my friends? I just don't have a condom or else I'd fuck you until you came twenty times. You're gorgeous, you're smart, you're amazing in every way, that's why I didn't want to risk passing something on to you. You're too special for me to risk being stupid."
Bess stared at me, her mouth a little O. I breathed out trying to get myself under control, between the anger and the hard on it was difficult. "I'm sorry Joe," she finally mumbled, drawing her knees up to her chin, "my last boyfriend only dated me so he could win a bet. One thousand dollars for fucking a fatty. I'm still a little..." "
My jaw cranked down a couple inches lower as I saw Bess vulnerable for the first time, "He's a fucking idiot," I croaked, grabbing her dainty hands in mine, "You are the sexiest, most amazing woman I know." A silence fell between us.
"What did you mean by you 'didn't want to risk passing something' on to me?" Asked Bess as murky sun rays began to fill the room. I blushed hard.
"I-I- went a little bit crazy when I got to New York. The freedom went to my head and I had a lot of unprotected sex," I gulped, feeling my Adam's apple bob. "I got chlamydia. It's all cleared up now and I was tested and cleared for everything but it put my life into perspective. I couldn't risk hurting anyone again."
"Good," murmured Bess, digging around in her purse, pulling out a condom, "Because I really want to fuck you." I gaped at her as a smirk passed across her face, "It's the 21st century, women carry condoms too you know."
I pounced on her kissing her hard, "You know I really wanted to take you out for dinner first."
Bess groaned, as my hands flew to her waist, fiddling with the waistband of her yoga pants, "Sure you did," she moaned sarcastically, her hands fondling my rapidly re-hardening dick through my jeans.
"I mean it," I growled into her ear, kissing her jawline, "I don't just want to have sex with you."
"Fuck me now and we can do dinner later."
