"This is crazy," Charlie thought. Here she was lying under a married woman in the water in full view of anyone who happened by. She groaned when her nipples rubbed hard against Joey's. And right now, she didn't care about being caught, only about the woman finally in her arms again.
"What the hell am I doing," Joey thinks to herself, unable to stop. All commonsense had left her the moment she'd fallen on Charlie. She opens her mouth to Charlie, moaning when Charlie's knee slips between her legs.
Charlie could feel Joey's heat through the thin material of her bikini and the gentle rocking of Joey's hips was driving her wild. She pressed her leg more firmly against Joey, eliciting another moan of desire from Joey, both completely lost in their passion, unaware of the glowering gaze of an onlooker.
Just as she was thinking it was absolute heaven to be here with Joey, a wave washes over them and Charlie was left spluttering with a mouthful of water.
"Oh god," Joey gets to her feet in horrified realisation.
"Joey, it's ok," Charlie manages to get out between spluttering.
"No it's not," Joey says, shaking her head sadly and stepping away from Charlie. "It's not all right."
Getting to her feet, Charlie reaches out for Joey, her heart breaking when Joey avoids her touch. "We can't do this Charlie." Turning her back on her, Joey hastily grabs up her things and runs away, still not believing how far she'd let things go. If not for the wave, she would have well and truly broken her marriage vows because she had wanted nothing more than to grind herself against Charlie's leg until she climaxed, which she'd come very close to doing; even kissing Charlie and wanting more was bad enough without taking it further.
Kicking out at the water in hurt and anger, Charlie wipes the tears from her face, hating the look of guilt in Joey's eyes and that she was the cause. She knew Joey's vows were important to her, yet when Joey was in her arms, all she could think about was herself. "No," she tells herself. "Joey was kissing me back and I could feel her desire." She sighs, knowing that didn't make it right. Joey was married and her vows meant a lot to her, so whether she wanted Charlie or not, Joey would feel guilty for what happened and for that, Charlie was sorry she hadn't been stronger and put a stop to things before they'd gone as far as they did. "What a fucking mess," she mutters to herself. Gazing out over the water for a moment, she turns, her eyes catching the lone figure in the distance. "Just fucking wonderful." She didn't need to see the eyes behind the sunnies as she walked toward her cousin to know that Georgie was less than impressed.
"You were just about fucking a married woman on the beach Charlie," Georgie's voice heavy with censure. "I kept an eye out, you're just damn lucky I didn't have to warn you someone was coming."
"I don't know what the hell happened."
"If you were a bloke, I'd say your dick took over."
"Can we go somewhere to talk?"
"Sure, if you buy me a coffee."
Sitting on the hood of her cousin's car, Charlie stares into her coffee. "I want her so much Georgie, but I feel bad for what happened because it made her feel guilty." She looks at her cousin. "The thing is though, Joey was completely into it and now that I know she does feel something for me, it just makes me want her even more."
"Charlie, as long as she's married, you can't do anything, you know that."
"Of course I do."
"Then don't do this to yourself."
"I can't help it."
"Does she intend to leave her husband?"
"I doubt it."
"Then she's made her choice. Look, maybe running into you has been as hard for her as it has been for you, but as long as she is with Angelo, then her choice is her marriage and if you care about her."
"I do."
"Then don't put her in a position which she'll regret. If she feels guilty just for kissing you, imagine how bad she will feel if she breaks her vows completely.
"I don't think she's happy in her marriage," Charlie says, looking for any reason why she should go after Joey.
"Then she's going to have to make some pretty big decisions about her marriage and who she really wants to be with."
Charlie stares at her cousin, surprised by how calm and understanding she was being. "I thought you were big on fidelity."
"I am which is why I will only support a relationship between you and Joey if she leaves her husband. Don't go after her Charlie, not as long as she remains committed to her marriage and in his bed or I really will have a problem with it."
Charlie flinches at the warning tone in her voice. Until Georgie had told her, she had always assumed her aunt's reputation for sleeping around, even after she was married, was largely exaggerated but now that she knew it was true, she better understood her cousin's disappointment when she was judged by her mother's actions and why Georgie believed in fidelity so much.
"I don't want to play the bitch here Charlie, but you need to stop this right now because you're only going to get hurt over and over again by this woman and you won't be the only one hurt."
"Do you think there's a chance she'll leave him?" Charlie asks in a small voice, desperately trying to cling on to some hope.
Georgie hesitates before answering as honestly as she could. "When I got with Martha, I knew she still loved Jack and that even now she still holds a part of him in her heart, but I know she loves me and wants to be with me, so I've accepted that Jack will always be a part of her and so it doesn't affect our relationship but if he was still alive, that would be another matter because as much as I love Martha, I don't think I could stay with her if I knew she was in love with someone else, it just wouldn't work and the same goes for Joey. She may deny it, but if she does have feelings for you, then it's going to affect her marriage whether she likes it or not and it will force her into making a definite decision."
"I guess it's wrong to hope someone's marriage fails."
"Yes, but it's not wrong to want to be happy. Still, you need to respect her vows and whatever decision she makes and don't make any moves unless she leaves him. Charlie, this isn't just about what you want, it also needs to be about what Joey wants because she is the one who may be forced to end a marriage and hurt a man we both know she does love," Georgie tells her gently, while privately thinking there was something missing in Joey's feelings for her husband.
"You really surprise me with your advice at times."
"You may be older than me, but I've dealt with more and have more experience."
"One day, we really need to have a proper talk."
"Yeah, I know."
Standing under the cold water, Joey rests her head on the cold tiles of the shower. She'd tried desperately to forget the feelings that night of magic had brought to life inside of her and she thought she'd succeeded, but it had become a losing battle the moment Charlie walked back into her life and being in her arms earlier, their breasts pressed together as she rocked against her leg, Charlie's hands moving lightly over her skin, gripping her hips, had evoked all the memories she'd tried so hard to set aside. She had wanted so much to finish what they'd started, to be in Charlie's arms as she climaxed, to feel Charlie's tongue and fingers inside her again. Her hand trails down, gasping at the wetness and heat between her legs, her finger sliding over her aroused clit, her mind flashing back.
Stumbling into the hotel room, our lips never parting as we practically tore at each other's clothes, both of us naked in moments and then Charlie had me pressed up against the wall, our naked breasts crushed against each other, her nipples against mine sending a shiver of excitement through me as her lips moved hungrily over mine. I was out of control, lost in the moment. This was to be my last night of freedom before I committed to Angelo, so I surrendered to it. I groaned as Charlie trailed kisses down my throat, then further down, my breath catching when my nipple disappears into the heat of her mouth, her hand gently caressing my other breast.
"Oh god," I lean back against the wall for support as Charlie kneels between my legs, her warm breath offering a brief warning before her tongue flicked over my clit.
With the water pounding down on her, Joey presses hard and fast on her clit, mimicking the actions of Charlie's tongue in her mind. Fidelity and marriage meant everything to her, yet here she was betraying her husband with every glide of her finger, with every memory of Charlie and still, she couldn't stop, her breath coming in ragged pants.
"Fuck," I cry out, hooking my left leg over Charlie's shoulder, opening myself to her breath was coming in desperate gasps as I rocked against Charlie's tongue, my body beginning to spasm as she pushes one, then two fingers, inside me, thrusting in time to her tongue. "Oh fuck," my hips buck hard against her as I climaxed.
Returning to the present, Joey climaxes at the same time Charlie had brought her in her memories. "Oh fuck," she cries out, her legs giving out, but where Charlie had been there to catch her as she slid down the wall, now she was alone. That night, after Charlie had caught her, she'd returned the favour to Charlie right there on the floor, quickly bringing Charlie to climax before they made their way to the bed where they spent most of the night making love. While their first time had been hard and fast, the rest of their night had been long, slow, gentle and tender with moments of hurried excitement but always, at the moment of climax, they were gazing into each other's eyes, the blue of Charlie's drawing her further in with each climax, eyes that Joey had lost herself in the moment they had met, eyes that should have been a warning to stay away, yet she'd fallen deep into them instead.
When she'd woken the next morning, she'd spent an hour just watching Charlie sleeping beside her. There had been an instant connection that she hadn't been able to deny, it had led to an amazing night in the arms of Charlie and in the cold light of day, it was keeping her in the bed, instead of her leaving and getting ready for her wedding. Thinking back to that morning again, Joey realised that if Charlie had opened her eyes before she had left her side, she would have fallen into her arms again and completely forgotten about her wedding. It had been hard enough when Charlie had caught her sneaking out the door and walked naked toward her. It had taken all of Joey's strength not to give in, to resist Charlie's beauty and touch as she tried to convince her to stay and she still wasn't sure how she'd told Charlie that it was only ever meant to be one night and finally opened that door and walked away. She had spent their months apart reminding herself that she'd never see this woman again, that she was married to a man she loved, yet now it was all undone, all the feelings raw once more and she didn't know if she had the strength to push them aside again, nor did she know if she wanted to push them aside.
She draws her knees to her chest. She hadn't just lied to Charlie when she had said it was just sex, she had lied to herself, just like she'd been lying to herself about her marriage. She loved Angelo but it wasn't enough to make her truly happy and even without Charlie here, she had just had a more intense orgasm than any she'd experienced with Angelo. She puts her chin on her knees, letting the water wash away her tears of confusion and longing.
