Chapter Seven *
Back at the hotel, they walked past the reception area to the
elevator. Jay remembered he was supposed to inquire about a cot and turned
back in the direction they had come. Everybody else piled in and rode up
without him. Matt, Kirsten, Amy and Jeff got off at the floor below Adam
and Jay, so they said their 'goodnights' and were out of sight. Jeff
hollered something about calling in the morning to go out and get
breakfast. The doors closed and Adam stood to face Monica. "Are you ok?"
"Yes I'm fine, just a little tired, that's all. I bet I'll be out as soon
as I hit the rack."
"Do you need anything?"
"Just to close my eyes."
"Adam,"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you for being so hospitable. You took on a total stranger when you
didn't have to. I don't understand why, but you have my thanks."
"Because I like you." He whispered
"What?'
"Nothing." They had reached the room and Adam unlocked the door, guiding
her in through the dark and turning on just the bathroom light. The other
lights would make the room too bright and he knew her head had to be
starting to pound. All of her inhibitions being washed away with alcohol,
she started to rid herself of her clothing right there in the room.
"Um do you want to change in the bathroom?"
"Is this making you nervous?"
"Not by any means, I was just thinking of your privacy that's all."
Adam watched in rapt fascination as she wriggled out of the jeans. She slid
into a pair of flannel pajama pants and whisked off her shirt in what
looked like one motion. Throwing on a t-shirt, she pulled her arms inside
to remove herself of her bra. Dropping it on the pile of discarded
garments, she stopped as if she calculating what to do next. She grabbed
her hygiene bag and headed for the bathroom.
Alone for the time being, her little exhibition had thoroughly aroused Adam. He was going to need a cold shower once she was asleep. Removing himself of the smoke filled clothing, he threw on a pair of shorts and drew back the covers on her bed. Waiting for her, he pulled his own hair out of his face and turned on the television. Once again, there was nothing on of any importance-of course it was almost 6 am. When Moni emerged from the bathroom he asked, "You ready for me to tuck you in?" "Only if you read me a bedtime story." At the shocked look on his face, she added, "I'm just joking. Bring on the pillow!" Suddenly mischievous he threw the closest pillow at her head. "Ok I'll play your silly little game!" The pillow fight was on! Adam got in a couple good hits but even though she was somewhat tipsy, she was still faster, and smaller. She wound up for one good head shot while he was pretending to be incapacitated on the bed. Without warning, a wave of dizziness came over her, losing her balance and concentration, she fell forward, right onto Adam's prone figure, lying back on the bed. Adam looked up into her beautiful blue eyes. Leaning forward to try and catch her lips before she realized the predicament she was in, he was snapped back to reality by the sound of Jason at the door with the cot.
Coming in backwards and mumbling to himself about slow ass service, Jay was unaware of the scene. Realizing the position she had just been in, Moni crawled under the covers and turned to face the opposite side of the room. She couldn't look at Adam out of pure embarrassment. She heard Adam and Jay setting up the cot. Jay, thinking she was sleeping was whispering and Adam for some reason was playing along. "She ok?" she heard Jason ask. "Yeah she's fine, just tired. I guess the alcohol makes her sleepy." "I can manage from here, thanks man. You gonna shower first?" Adam just nodded in silence. Good thing the room was dimly lit. He didn't want to explain the rise he couldn't get rid of. He made his way to the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Dropping his shorts and his skivvies at the same time, he stepped out of them as they pooled at his ankles. The rubbing of the material against his throbbing organ didn't help any either. He turned on the water, and grabbed a clean washcloth and towel. Setting the towel aside he stepped into the tub and slid back the curtain. He closed his eyes, letting the water rush down his back in a massaging pattern, envisioning the sway of her hips on the dance floor. Remembering the brush of her creamy skin against his at the table and in the elevator. The weight of her body just now as she landed on top of him, completely still for a moment that felt like an eternity. Adam had to do something or else he wasn't going to be able to make it through this weekend as a gentleman. He moved his hand down to his painfully hardened length. He started caressing up and down imagining her there in the shower with him instead of in bed. Quickening the pace, stroking harder, he wasn't going to last much longer as her strip tease scene played out again in his mind. A few moments later, stifling a moan, he felt the release exit his body. Throwing himself under the steady stream, he reached up and pulled out the rubber band from his hair.
Alone for the time being, her little exhibition had thoroughly aroused Adam. He was going to need a cold shower once she was asleep. Removing himself of the smoke filled clothing, he threw on a pair of shorts and drew back the covers on her bed. Waiting for her, he pulled his own hair out of his face and turned on the television. Once again, there was nothing on of any importance-of course it was almost 6 am. When Moni emerged from the bathroom he asked, "You ready for me to tuck you in?" "Only if you read me a bedtime story." At the shocked look on his face, she added, "I'm just joking. Bring on the pillow!" Suddenly mischievous he threw the closest pillow at her head. "Ok I'll play your silly little game!" The pillow fight was on! Adam got in a couple good hits but even though she was somewhat tipsy, she was still faster, and smaller. She wound up for one good head shot while he was pretending to be incapacitated on the bed. Without warning, a wave of dizziness came over her, losing her balance and concentration, she fell forward, right onto Adam's prone figure, lying back on the bed. Adam looked up into her beautiful blue eyes. Leaning forward to try and catch her lips before she realized the predicament she was in, he was snapped back to reality by the sound of Jason at the door with the cot.
Coming in backwards and mumbling to himself about slow ass service, Jay was unaware of the scene. Realizing the position she had just been in, Moni crawled under the covers and turned to face the opposite side of the room. She couldn't look at Adam out of pure embarrassment. She heard Adam and Jay setting up the cot. Jay, thinking she was sleeping was whispering and Adam for some reason was playing along. "She ok?" she heard Jason ask. "Yeah she's fine, just tired. I guess the alcohol makes her sleepy." "I can manage from here, thanks man. You gonna shower first?" Adam just nodded in silence. Good thing the room was dimly lit. He didn't want to explain the rise he couldn't get rid of. He made his way to the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Dropping his shorts and his skivvies at the same time, he stepped out of them as they pooled at his ankles. The rubbing of the material against his throbbing organ didn't help any either. He turned on the water, and grabbed a clean washcloth and towel. Setting the towel aside he stepped into the tub and slid back the curtain. He closed his eyes, letting the water rush down his back in a massaging pattern, envisioning the sway of her hips on the dance floor. Remembering the brush of her creamy skin against his at the table and in the elevator. The weight of her body just now as she landed on top of him, completely still for a moment that felt like an eternity. Adam had to do something or else he wasn't going to be able to make it through this weekend as a gentleman. He moved his hand down to his painfully hardened length. He started caressing up and down imagining her there in the shower with him instead of in bed. Quickening the pace, stroking harder, he wasn't going to last much longer as her strip tease scene played out again in his mind. A few moments later, stifling a moan, he felt the release exit his body. Throwing himself under the steady stream, he reached up and pulled out the rubber band from his hair.