Fast wind ran through Peter's hair as he flew of quickly back to
London. Beneath him, the planets, above him, the stars. The second star to
the left was the open window for him from Neverland into London. He always
liked the feeling of going through that star. What a ride it was. But this
time, he had more things on his mind than to think about fun and games.
Wendy took up every single space in his head that he was oblivious to the
strong whirlwind-like suction that pulled him then spat him into the bronze
sky of the evening. Peter flew quickly past, the clock tower, surfing the
clouds on his belly. Finally he reached an all too familiar house and flew
straight into one of the open windows. The laced curtains flapped at his
entrance. He took a look around. The bed was made perfectly and the pink
and white sheets looked freshly washed. The room was filled with feminine
touches of a young woman. This was the place where he was in the morning,
holding Wendy, the girl that trespassed his dreams. The girl that made him
do that erotically pleasurable act not too long ago. Peter shut his eyes
remembering the feeling. It felt so good yet it felt so wrong. He smiled.
Just then, he heard footsteps coming up the stairway and walk directly into the room. He quickly flew out the window and stayed outside, looking in.
"Here. Put this on and don't dally," came the voice of an elderly lady.
"Make sure you suck you belly in before putting on that corset. If your breasts look too small, please don't be too stubborn to put on some decent padding. Remember that everyone will be there. When I say everyone, I meant all of Sir Edward Quiller Couch's associates. And as you know..."
"Yes, Aunt Millicent. I know. Now would you please leave me alone to get into my evening dress?" came the familiar voice of Wendy's.
"Yes, but don't forget the padding" came the woman's voice.
"I think my breasts are big enough thank you very much! Now, do you mind?" Said Wendy as she shut the door hard. Silence.
Peter peeped in through the corner of the window. He saw Wendy untying her hair. Her long brown curls snaked down her back reaching just above her waist. She ruffled her hair as she turned to face the mirror. There she stood staring at herself covered only with a bath towel. She moved her hands to her neck and traced it all the way down until she cupped her breast. Then she gave out an irritated moan. Peter, who was watching, started to feel uneasy. The beating of his heart gained momentum. He turned his face away but decided he didn't want to miss anything about Wendy.
When her turned his head, Wendy let go of the knot that held the towel to her body and let it fall to the floor. Peter's gaze followed the towel. His heart raced. Slowly he moved his gaze upwards. From the back of her ankles to her milky white thighs. Then he saw her perfectly rounded buttocks. He then noticed how her small her waist was compared to her rear. The smoothness of her skin made Peter want to touch her. Just about then, he caught Wendy's image in the mirror. Her full but yet to mature breasts, pouting at the tips, circled perfectly by a darker shade of her skin colour. He lowered his gaze to her belly that was extremely flat, with the curves of her body getting wider. Then he's eyes rested on the light, soft curls in between her legs. Peter's heart was beating so hard he thought Wendy would hear it. then at the corner of the mirror, he saw a reflection of himself. Peter gasped and quickly flew to the top of the roof and stood there panting hard. He looked down at his loin. There his groin pointed hard against the leafy cloth. Not now...
Below, Wendy thought she saw something moving behind her. She turned and quickly grabbed the piece of towel that was pooled around her feet to cover herself. Then she walked toward the wide opened window and looked around. Could it have been Peter? She thought. He's come back... she thought, exited. Wait if it really was him, why was he peeping on me. Urgh! That deficient git!
Just then Aunt Millicent's voice could be heard bickering something to Wendy. Wendy quickly closed the room widow to put on her gown. Meanwhile Peter got control over himself. She could have seen me...I'm sure of it. He flew back down to her room only to find the window closed. But there was a small parting in the curtains where he could see through. Wendy was putting on something around her body that looked frightfully tight. But it pushed her breasts upwards making the valley between her mounting breasts very obvious. Then she put on a very lovely green dress that exposed most of her chest and more of her back. Then she tied her hair in a very nice fashion that made her even more beautiful.
Wendy went to the mirror to put on her make-up then she saw a shadow at the window. It was him. she crept slowly towards the window and opened it there stood Peter with the calmest face he could master. Wendy opened the window
"what are you doing?" Wendy demanded.
"nothing... I was just dropping by to visit" came Peter's reply.
"Well, that does not mean you could watch me change."
"I was not watching you change! Why would I even do such a thing?"
"How would I know... You are the one who is watching me"
Peter could not lie anymore. So he just smiled. And he walked into the room and stood beside Wendy. Then he weaved his arm around her small waist and pulled her close. With his free hand he brushed a lock of hair off her face.
"Wendy, you look so beautiful," Peter said huskily. Then he caressed her cheek with his hand and tilted a cheek to plant a deep kiss in her. Wendy responded with much need. Their desire's matched and the both of them craved hungrily for more. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Wendy Moira Angela Darling! Would you please hurry up. The guest should not be left waiting.
Wendy broke their kiss with a gasp.
"Peter I'm so sorry but I have to go." Wendy told him breathlessly.
"Where about?" came Peter's reply. Wishing they had more time alone.
"Tonight Edward will officially announce that we will tie the knot. Oh Peter what am I going to do when its with you my heart will always belong?"
"Don't go Wendy... I need you."
"But I have to. Edward has been a very good man to me and he deserves better than that."
"What about me?"
"It's hard for me to say that I don't love you because I do. But I have promises to keep because he loves me too. But you will always be in my heart Peter and..."
"WENDY!!!...O pen up the door before I break it down" came Aunt Millicent's voice.
"Hold on will you?" Wendy yelled.
"Peter please go. I cant turn back to this anymore. I belong with someone else. We don't belong. If you would still be here this when I get back I will explain to you why I just can't do this," said Wendy hurriedly. And she turned her back at him.
Peter reached out his hand to touch her shoulder but quickly retrieved it. then he turned and flew away. A bead of tear trickled down Wendy's face as she opened the door of her room, preparing herself for her 1st step into a long and happy future without Peter...
next chapter will be better I promise ......More reviews please!!!!!!
Just then, he heard footsteps coming up the stairway and walk directly into the room. He quickly flew out the window and stayed outside, looking in.
"Here. Put this on and don't dally," came the voice of an elderly lady.
"Make sure you suck you belly in before putting on that corset. If your breasts look too small, please don't be too stubborn to put on some decent padding. Remember that everyone will be there. When I say everyone, I meant all of Sir Edward Quiller Couch's associates. And as you know..."
"Yes, Aunt Millicent. I know. Now would you please leave me alone to get into my evening dress?" came the familiar voice of Wendy's.
"Yes, but don't forget the padding" came the woman's voice.
"I think my breasts are big enough thank you very much! Now, do you mind?" Said Wendy as she shut the door hard. Silence.
Peter peeped in through the corner of the window. He saw Wendy untying her hair. Her long brown curls snaked down her back reaching just above her waist. She ruffled her hair as she turned to face the mirror. There she stood staring at herself covered only with a bath towel. She moved her hands to her neck and traced it all the way down until she cupped her breast. Then she gave out an irritated moan. Peter, who was watching, started to feel uneasy. The beating of his heart gained momentum. He turned his face away but decided he didn't want to miss anything about Wendy.
When her turned his head, Wendy let go of the knot that held the towel to her body and let it fall to the floor. Peter's gaze followed the towel. His heart raced. Slowly he moved his gaze upwards. From the back of her ankles to her milky white thighs. Then he saw her perfectly rounded buttocks. He then noticed how her small her waist was compared to her rear. The smoothness of her skin made Peter want to touch her. Just about then, he caught Wendy's image in the mirror. Her full but yet to mature breasts, pouting at the tips, circled perfectly by a darker shade of her skin colour. He lowered his gaze to her belly that was extremely flat, with the curves of her body getting wider. Then he's eyes rested on the light, soft curls in between her legs. Peter's heart was beating so hard he thought Wendy would hear it. then at the corner of the mirror, he saw a reflection of himself. Peter gasped and quickly flew to the top of the roof and stood there panting hard. He looked down at his loin. There his groin pointed hard against the leafy cloth. Not now...
Below, Wendy thought she saw something moving behind her. She turned and quickly grabbed the piece of towel that was pooled around her feet to cover herself. Then she walked toward the wide opened window and looked around. Could it have been Peter? She thought. He's come back... she thought, exited. Wait if it really was him, why was he peeping on me. Urgh! That deficient git!
Just then Aunt Millicent's voice could be heard bickering something to Wendy. Wendy quickly closed the room widow to put on her gown. Meanwhile Peter got control over himself. She could have seen me...I'm sure of it. He flew back down to her room only to find the window closed. But there was a small parting in the curtains where he could see through. Wendy was putting on something around her body that looked frightfully tight. But it pushed her breasts upwards making the valley between her mounting breasts very obvious. Then she put on a very lovely green dress that exposed most of her chest and more of her back. Then she tied her hair in a very nice fashion that made her even more beautiful.
Wendy went to the mirror to put on her make-up then she saw a shadow at the window. It was him. she crept slowly towards the window and opened it there stood Peter with the calmest face he could master. Wendy opened the window
"what are you doing?" Wendy demanded.
"nothing... I was just dropping by to visit" came Peter's reply.
"Well, that does not mean you could watch me change."
"I was not watching you change! Why would I even do such a thing?"
"How would I know... You are the one who is watching me"
Peter could not lie anymore. So he just smiled. And he walked into the room and stood beside Wendy. Then he weaved his arm around her small waist and pulled her close. With his free hand he brushed a lock of hair off her face.
"Wendy, you look so beautiful," Peter said huskily. Then he caressed her cheek with his hand and tilted a cheek to plant a deep kiss in her. Wendy responded with much need. Their desire's matched and the both of them craved hungrily for more. Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Wendy Moira Angela Darling! Would you please hurry up. The guest should not be left waiting.
Wendy broke their kiss with a gasp.
"Peter I'm so sorry but I have to go." Wendy told him breathlessly.
"Where about?" came Peter's reply. Wishing they had more time alone.
"Tonight Edward will officially announce that we will tie the knot. Oh Peter what am I going to do when its with you my heart will always belong?"
"Don't go Wendy... I need you."
"But I have to. Edward has been a very good man to me and he deserves better than that."
"What about me?"
"It's hard for me to say that I don't love you because I do. But I have promises to keep because he loves me too. But you will always be in my heart Peter and..."
"WENDY!!!...O pen up the door before I break it down" came Aunt Millicent's voice.
"Hold on will you?" Wendy yelled.
"Peter please go. I cant turn back to this anymore. I belong with someone else. We don't belong. If you would still be here this when I get back I will explain to you why I just can't do this," said Wendy hurriedly. And she turned her back at him.
Peter reached out his hand to touch her shoulder but quickly retrieved it. then he turned and flew away. A bead of tear trickled down Wendy's face as she opened the door of her room, preparing herself for her 1st step into a long and happy future without Peter...
next chapter will be better I promise ......More reviews please!!!!!!