CHAPTER THREE
You What?
After a rather bumpy landing, in which Ron grabbed Hermione's hand and wouldn't let go until the plane had come to a complete stop, all four of them arrived in Egypt. The scorching heat immediately hit them as they stepped off the plane but the sight before them was even more intense. The Sun was just setting behind the flat landscape, creating a dusky pink hue to fall over the sky and turning orange as it got closer to the source. It was beautiful.
They all trooped to the shuttle bus waiting to take them to the airport and clambered aboard, squeezing together to fit as many people in as possible. Ron couldn't help but be extremely aware of Hermione's breasts pressed up against him, and no matter how hard he tried to resist, he couldn't help but look down to the top of Hermione's shirt and see the rounded tops of her breasts disappearing into the thin white cotton material, beads of sweat lingering in her cleavage before they too disappeared. Ron's hand tightened on the bar above his head, he was using all of his restraint not to lean down and capture Hermione's lips in a searing kiss, desperate to feel the way he did when they shared that kiss during the final battle.
Ron was suddenly jolted out of his thoughts when the shuttle bus came to an abrupt stop and Hermione stumbled further into him. He couldn't help but grin at how red she turned when apologising for her lack of balance.
All four of them scrambled off the bus back into the stifling heat and after waiting for their luggage to appear on what Ron called the 'Magical Roundabout' they made their way out to the front where they were shown the way to their coach by a lovely little chubby Egyptian man who named himself as Helmi and couldn't stop grinning at Hermione and Ginny who smiled uneasily back, whilst both Ron and Harry walked, grumbling, behind them.
After finding seats on the coach and making sure they had everything they needed, they had to wait just a few minutes before setting off. It was about a thirty minute drive to their hotel - the Hotel Riviera. Ginny couldn't help but let out a little squeal of excitement as it came into view and Hermione grinned back at her.
Hermione went to reach for her suitcase but before she could lay her hand on it, another appeared and picked it up for her. She looked up at Ron as he grinned down at her and continued on with his task. She smiled quickly and thanked him as she picked up both of their hand luggage.
"I can't believe we're actually here," Hermione said to no one in particular.
"I know, it's amazing! I can't wait to see our rooms and take a dip in the pool, ah this is going to be so good," Ginny replied enthusiastically.
The check in process ran smoothly and soon all four of them were in the lift heading to their rooms.
"Right, so Ginny and I will be in room 204 and Ron, you and Harry will be in 206, they're right next door to each other, okay?" Hermione explained.
As they reached the third floor of their hotel the doors opened and Ron excitedly sprinted out, closely followed by Ginny. "Last one to the rooms is a rotting mandrake!" Ron yelled as he and Ginny turned the corner. Harry glanced over at a very confused looking Hermione before saying, "Oh well, the fun starts here!" And dashing off after his friends.
Hermione simply extended the handle on her suitcase and continued to walk at her usual pace, she did, after all, have the keys to the rooms, so no one would be getting in until she got there anyway.
After everyone had gotten settled in their rooms and put all their clothes in the wardrobes, Harry suggested they all go and check out the pool. The others quickly agreed and ran to get changed into their swimming gear.
Ron couldn't help but feel a little bit anxious about the possibility of seeing Hermione in a bikini or swimming costume. In fact, his anxiousness and the thoughts running through his mind soon caused a little bit more of a problem to develop. While Harry was busy in the bathroom, Ron began to absentmindedly rub his hard cock, whilst picturing Hermione slowly peeling off her dripping wet bikini, revealing those plump, rounded breasts that he had been so desperate to get a glimpse of earlier on the bus. Ron let out a small moan before quickly being jolted out of his thoughts by the sound of the lock on the bathroom door being opened.
Ron reached down and picked up his towel before turning to see a slightly red faced looking Harry emerging from the bathroom. "You alright there, mate?" Ron asked.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine, sorry. So, you ready to take the plunge?" Harry asked, grinning.
"Yeah, can't wait! It's so hot here, I need to cool off, just let me grab my sun cream and we can go knock for the girls," Ron replied enthusiastically. He went to open his wardrobe door but grabbed the wrong handle, opening the door next to it instead. What he saw on the other side made his mouth fall open in shock, before he quickly snapped out of his trance with the scream of Hermione who had grabbed her towel to cover her modesty as best she could.
Harry quickly came running over to the door to see what all the commotion was about and Ginny threw open the girls bathroom door with a look on her face like she was ready to kill someone… or at least seriously injure them.
"What the hell are you doing?" Hermione yelled at Ron.
"I, I… I'm… I mean…"
"Get out, get out!"
Harry had already turned away when he realised what had happened but Ron couldn't tear his eyes away. Hermione had the towel gripped in front of her bare chest and hanging down in front of her but Ron had a clear view of her smooth, milky white leg, and the slight roundness of her bottom. He stared transfixed before suddenly being hit in the face with a flying pillow. Ron looked up, shocked, and saw his sister just behind Hermione, who was blushing an extreme amount, grinning cheekily.
"Time to close the door now, Ron," said Ginny smugly.
Quickly, Ron closed the door before making his way to the bathroom. "I'll, err; I'll be down in a few minutes, Harry. I just need to – "
"Don't worry, mate. I'll just see you down there, alright?" Harry said quickly grabbing his towel and sun lotion and making his way out of their room to knock on the girls' next door.
Ron shut the bathroom door and locked it before turning the shower on full power. He really needed to cool off and calm down before he could even think about looking Hermione or anyone else, in the eye again.
Ron stepped into the shower and leaned his head and forearms against the wall, his eyes closed he could do nothing to get the images of a practically naked Hermione out of his head. He began to slowly stroke the length of his cock, the water making his hand slide easily up his shaft. What he would give to have Hermione in the shower with him right now. He couldn't imagine what having her completely naked in front of him would do to him, but he knew he wouldn't be able to restrain himself, he would give anything to take her roughly up against the shower wall, pleasuring her until she came screaming his name over and over again.
It was this thought that caused Ron to cum loudly, moaning Hermione's name as he did so.
After his release, Ron quickly pulled on his swimming trunks, grabbed his towel and sun lotion and made his way down to the hotel pool, confident that he would now be able to handle anything Hermione threw at him. He hoped.
He found Harry sprawled out on one of the sun bed, sunglasses on and a cool drink by his side. Ron sat down heavily on the sun bed next to him and arranged his towel so that he could lie comfortably on it.
"Hey, you feeling better now, mate?" Harry asked easily.
"Yeah thanks, where are the girls?" Ron replied.
"Oh, they're already in the pool, Hermione needed to cool off," Harry languidly replied.
"Right," said Ron. Just at that moment Ron's attention was drawn by the strikingly beautiful girl walking towards him. Hermione had just climbed out of the pool and was making her way over to the boy's sun beds. Her bikini revealed a delicious amount of skin and Ron's imagination ran wild. What he'd give to see her slowly peel off her bikini top, firstly untying the strings behind her neck and then behind her back, letting it just fall off her and revealing those luscious breasts that Ron could only dream about.
The sound of Hermione clearing her throat brought Ron back as she continued, "I just wondered if you could put some more sun cream on my back, Ron. I'm worried it will have washed off in the pool, and I really don't want to get burnt. It will only take a second."
Ron couldn't help but cheer inside. Of course he'd lend a hand with this; in fact, he'd cover her whole body if she asked him to, maybe even if she didn't.
"Oh, yeah sure, no problem. Take a seat," Ron said quickly whilst straddling the sun bed so Hermione could sit in front of him.
She perched on the edge before sliding further back to make it easier for Ron. Handing him the bottle Hermione swept her hair over one shoulder to give him better access to her back. Ron squeezed some of the lotion onto his hands before gently placing his hand on her right shoulder and smoothing it across to the other side
"Err, Hermione? Do you mind if…? Well, I mean, could you possibly…?" Ron stuttered.
"Shall I undo the back strap Ron? It will make it easier for you," Hermione asked for him.
"Oh, erm yeah, that would help, thanks."
Hermione reached around her back and pulled at one of the ties, causing the knots to undo and the ties to fall away. Ron was still for a few seconds as he stared at the smooth expanse of her back and the few, sparse freckles he could see. He suddenly had the urge to lean forward and kiss each and every one of them and he couldn't help but wonder what other parts of her body were covered in freckles. Hidden away beneath her clothes on a daily basis, and only seen by a few privileged people.
Ron continued with his task, making sure he covered every inch of her bare back. Taking his time and applying just a small amount of pressure causing a small moan to escape Hermione as he pressed on a particularly sensitive spot.
Ron's cock twitched when he heard the sound released from Hermione's lips, storing it away in his memory and vowing to make sure he heard it again as soon as possible. Although all the sun cream had been rubbed in, Ron continued to massage her back slowly until he felt Hermione's shoulders relax and she shifted her body slightly.
Hermione turned in her position on the sun bed and smiled at Ron. "Thank you, that was great."
"No problem, anytime," Ron replied charmingly
Ron had one last task of retying Hermione's bikini before she moved onto the sun bed next to him, put on a pair on sun glasses and pulled out a rather large book from her bag. Ron sighed and headed for the swimming pool, suddenly needing to cool off.
Hermione grabbed her book and opened it to a random page, not reading it at all. She could not get the feeling of having Ron's hands on her out of her head, his slightly rough fingers working over her skin. What she would give to have his hands working their magic all over her body. She couldn't believe she had moaned out load like that but she just couldn't stop herself. The things that boy could make her do, she knew she would be in trouble if he knew just how far he could push her and how much he could really make her do if he wanted to…