Day 4
Waking up next to Maura was something I got used to very easily, but I was afraid that it was going to end very soon. That was the fourth day of our short vacation with Maura, and the first three days flew by so fast that I really started to worry it would come to an end really soon. We would have to go back to Boston and that meant no more beach, no more alone time with Maura, no more magic place and no more vacation. It would all come to an end, and the thought of it made me very sad. I didn't share my thoughts with Maura because I was afraid that I would probably kill her good mood too. I just tried to enjoy the upcoming day and make the best of it.
First, I had to try really hard to enjoy the morning when Maura made me walk around the beach so early. I knew that eventually I would even miss our long morning walks around the beach too, but I still couldn't fully enjoy them and I was doing it only for Maura. After that we had breakfast. Then we went back to our room, making plans for the rest of the day.
"Let's do something interesting," Maura suggested.
"Like what?" I asked enthusiastically, wanting to know what she had in mind.
"Let's go to a museum."
"You mean let's get bored to death?" I replied, a tad less enthusiastic than before.
"Why? Don't you find museums fascinating, Jane?"
"Fascinating isn't the right word to describe it," I answered truthfully.
"And what's the right one then?"
"Boring. Dull."
"All right then, you suggest something."
"Let's watch a movie," I said, feeling lazy enough to spend the whole day in our room. I simply wanted to rest and spend time with Maura, no matter what we were doing.
"I thought that was a code for 'let's have sex'. Right?" she said and smirked. "You said it yourself, as far as I remember."
"No, Maura. I mean let's just watch some tv on the couch. Or a movie, if you want. Whatever you choose. Or maybe we can go to the cinema. What do you think about that?"
"Oh no, I don't want to. I'm just not in the mood for a movie, Jane."
"Why? Scared you'll sleep it through again?" I teased. "The couch is really comfy. But you know that from your own experience."
"No. Today I just want to do something we haven't done before."
'Sex?!', my mind screamed inwardly, but I tried really hard to look nonchalant in front of Maura.
"What are you in the mood for?" I asked instead. She thought about it for a moment and smirked. The smug smile suggested she was thinking of something interesting, at least that's what I thought. And I hoped for.
"Let's go shopping," she declared enthusiastically.
That wasn't even close to what I expected. After a long discussion, we ended up just walking around the town again. I didn't want to fight, so we both made a compromise.
That day Maura looked irresistible. More than ever. She was wearing a plain dress – nothing too fashionable, but I just adored her. She looked sexy as hell no matter what she was wearing. And seeing Maura in her bathing suit when we went swimming, got me thinking that Maura was just trying to test my limits. I thought that maybe I should win a prize for waiting so long. It occurred to me that my abstinence, though not voluntary, was definitely something I deserved accreditation for. With a smoking hot girlfriend like Maura I had earned it fair and square. It was the hardest thing I had to do that week. I was counting the days and wondering when we were going to take the big step. I hoped it would be soon. The sooner, the better.
I wanted to ask Maura whether she felt like the special moment had finally come, what she thought about sealing the deal. We were all alone on vacation so what were we waiting for? I didn't know her thoughts about it and I really wanted to have a real conversation, but I just couldn't make myself bring the subject up. Maybe the events and misfortunes that happened to us were the ones to blame. It's not like we were putting it off on purpose. At least I wasn't. But there were always interruptions, whether it was a bad guy knocking at our door, Ma calling and ruining the mood, or Maura falling asleep on the couch. It was like the whole universe was against us. Was that a sign from the universe, or did Maura really want to postpone the big night? But postpone it for when? This was the perfect place, the perfect time, and I was kind of getting really impatient. I wanted her so badly. I decided that I should take the first step since she hasn't done anything yet. Maybe she wanted it as much as I did. She might be wondering the same thing, for all I knew.
I thought that the timing was perfect. We were alone in our room, making plans for the next day. We were just talking when I mustered some courage and kissed her out of nowhere while she was still talking about something that I wasn't even listening to. She was surprised, but pleasantly I hoped. She didn't put up a fight and in a matter of minutes we were kissing passionately, touching and panting. I eagerly took her dress off, feeling a surge of relief, but still wanting more. When I led her to the bedroom, she seemed as greedy as me. We had just started a heated session of kissing when someone knocked at the door.
'Not again!' It was in the middle of the day!
"Did you order something, Maura?" I asked, this time being more thoughtful than before. I didn't want to end up in the same situation all over again.
"No," she shook her head.
"Alright, I'll get it." I said calmly, but I was feeling really frustrated at that moment. Since I was the dressed one, I opened the door, leaving Maura in her underwear all alone in the bedroom pretty much against my will. A man was standing at our door, obviously someone from the staff because he was wearing a uniform. The stupid staff again! I should file a complaint against the whole staff of the hotel. I simply wanted to close the door in his face, but instead I asked, "May I help you?"
I simply wanted to get rid of him. The sooner, the better. But I tried to be polite, even though it was hard when I was so pissed off at that moment.
"I have an offer for you," the man beamed, clueless of my urge and maybe soon a potential intention to kill him for interrupting us. "You get free spa tickets. It's a compliment from the hotel. It includes a massage and--"
"Look," I quickly interrupted him, not wanting to waste my time with his offers. "I don't want anything. I don't want any spa. I don't need a massage, I can massage myself."
The guy gave me an odd look.
"You know what I mean," I rolled my eyes. "So save it for someone who's interested. Okay?"
Maura showed up, dressed in her robe, and I saw the way the man was looking at her which kind of annoyed me even more.
"Maybe your mother would be interested in free spa procedures," he suggested.
That was probably the millionth time someone said it. I was sick and tired of it. I was so frustrated that he called Maura my mother. I've just had enough of it already! He interrupted us in the most inappropriate time for nothing. It was driving me insane. He stepped off on the wrong foot by showing up at the most inappropriate time, and I couldn't hold back my anger anymore.
"Do we look alike?!" I asked, really irritated.
"Excuse me?" the man asked, seemingly confused by my question.
"Do we look alike?!" I asked again, pointing at me and then Maura. Was he an idiot?! Couldn't he answer a simple question?!
"I don't know..."
"Look, I have dark hair, and she is blonde. She's too young to be my mother, obviously," I underlined my words, "and I am old enough to be all alone by myself. Why on Earth would you assume that we are related?"
"I don't know. I am sorry for the--"
"Are you some kind of homophobe who can't even--"
"Sorry," Maura apologized and closed the door before I could finish off my sentence. Then she stormed to the bedroom without saying a word. I felt like I was in trouble. She was irritated, I could tell, but so was I. I knew Maura would put the blame on me once again when it wasn't my fault that the guy simply pissed me off.
"What was that all about?" Maura crossed her arms, and judging by her expression she was so angry. I knew she was disappointed in me. It looked like I was in big trouble, and she was really, really annoyed with me. More than ever.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"Why did you yell at that man?"
"I didn't yell, I simply explained to him that he's mistaken, that's all."
"Why did you have to be so rude, Jane?"
"I suppose we are not having sex," I stated when I saw her taking her robe off and getting dressed with certain anger, like her clothes were the one to blame for my bad behavior.
She just gave me a dry look after my assumption, and said nothing to confirm or deny it.
"What? You're so irritated that you wanna break up with me?!" I joked, hoping to make her lighten up.
"It's not funny, Jane. Why are you being so immature? I know our age difference bothers you, and trust me, it bothers me even more. But that doesn't mean you should go around yelling at people for making a mistake."
"I don't need a lecture from you. You're not my mother, so stop acting like it."
"You need to cool off," Maura said, walking away. She headed out, and I wondered whether I should stop her or not. But I knew she wouldn't listen to me anyway.
"Where are you going?"
"I will go for a walk," she said and stormed off.
"Okay. Whatever!" I yelled, letting her go. I was too pissed off to think clearly. Maybe it was for the best to go out for a while and give us both some time to think things through. I regretted everything I said the minute she left. I had lost my temper, and I knew it was wrong to yell at her. Maybe she was right – I acted like a child and offended her, and that was wrong.
It was our first serious fight. I shouldn't have talked to her like that, I knew that, but it was too late. Even though we were fighting, I still couldn't stop thinking about how sexy she looked when she was so angry.
I felt so frustrated. It's been three days without having sex with Maura, even though at the beginning I thought we wouldn't even make it to the room. I desperately needed a release. I hadn't even masturbated, and sex was all I could think about. The frustration I felt all the time and took it out on Maura, even though she hadn't done anything wrong, was driving me crazy. I decided that since I was alone and I really needed it, I could give it a try. I got comfortable in our bed, I closed my eyes, and started thinking about Maura...
Maura came back after a few hours. I didn't know what she had done for so long, but I didn't call her to ask where she was, or what she was doing because I felt really guilty about our fight. I knew she'd come back eventually. And when she did, I knew what I had to do.
"I'm so sorry, Maura," I immediately started apologizing to her. I felt really bad for my words.
"It's okay, Jane."
"No. I know I went too far, but I was so annoyed. It's not an excuse, I know, but will you forgive me?"
"Of course I will."
"Let's make a deal. If someone assumes you're my mother, I won't yell or get angry at them. Instead, I'll simply kiss you to prove my point," I said, trying to lighten the mood and make her forgive me.
She smirked and replied, "All right, deal."
The rest of the day went as usual. I had a really nice time with Maura. We talked, we walked around the hotel, making so many new memorable moments together. I was enjoying the vacation, hoping it would never end. I could stay in that place forever. It was perfect. Even though we hadn't been intimate with each other, we became closer with each passing day. We were always sharing something new, getting to know each other even better with every single day. There was no rush for anything. We were calm and carefree. We could be ourselves and that was probably the best part. We didn't need to hide our relationship from anyone. It was so liberating.
After we got back to our room for a quick rest, we went to a restaurant and had one peaceful dinner in a small lovely restaurant that I chose. I wasn't as frustrated as I was before, and we had a splendid time together. When we got back to our room, we started talking about our first impressions of each other, sharing our thoughts and little secrets. We started remembering the good old days when we first met. I felt really close to Maura. Even closer than before. I felt like I knew her better than myself - every little secret, every story she had told me. But there was always something to talk about, something else to share. I felt at ease while I was with her. Maybe I was too focused on getting her to bed when all I needed was her presence in my life. There were better things to do when we were together.
And yet I still couldn't wait to go to bed. I started caressing Maura's cheek and went for a slow kiss. It was my way to apologize to her. She kissed me back, deepening the kiss. I loved the sound she made while she was kissing me passionately and breathing heavily into my mouth. I started kissing her jaw then gently went down her neck, placing kisses which became more rapid with each passing second. I was so eager to go further, I quickly started kissing her breasts.
"Not now, Jane," she stopped me, and I simply didn't know what to do. I was flabbergasted. I stopped kissing her immediately, thinking about what was happening. Why would she want to stop? She didn't say anything else, she was even looking away from me, so I wondered what was wrong.
"I think I am getting paranoid..." I said, still trying to process what just happened.
"What?" she looked at me.
"Did Ma talk to you?" I asked, taking a wild guess.
"About what?"
"You know..." I gave her a meaningful look.
"Are you all right?" she asked. She could never get a hint.
"About sex, Maura."
She shook her head negatively.
"I just thought that my mother had talked to you about us... you know, about us making love... And… did my mother talk you out of it? Did she forbid you or something?"
"Of course not. I haven't talked about it with Angela. I didn't think it was appropriate. And you said that your mom is a bit conservative about these things, so..."
"Let's do it then."
"Yeah, that's very romantic. Who can turn that offer down?"
I think she was being sarcastic. But I didn't know why she wanted to stop. The only logical explanation I could think of was that my mother had said something to her while we were there.
"What's romantic then?" I asked, trying to get some information out of her. It could be useful in the future.
"Let me think... oh, I know. Sex on the beach. What would you say about that?"
"Really, Maura? On the beach? 'Cause I am dying to get sand all over my body and up in my ass."
"Then what do you suggest?"
"You know what? I know exactly what I want. In fact, I have thought about it ever since it happened. Our little misunderstanding. Remember?"
"Oh no," she laughed, shaking her head, kind of embarrassed.
"So, what would you say about the shower?"
"In the bathroom? That's just not my thing, sorry. It's really slippery and also really dangerous place to have sex."
"You are hard to please," I noted.
"I just want to make it special for you, Jane. That's all."
"You're sure that Ma hasn't talked to you about it?"
"A hundred percent."
"Alright, good night then." I wished her good night and kissed her.
That was so lame - talking about having sex instead of doing it. I just needed to get some rest and clear my head. I trusted Maura, so perhaps I was getting paranoid. I just knew Ma very well, so it occurred to me that she might have said something to Maura, and that was the reason why she was avoiding having sex with me. I just couldn't think of any other reason why Maura didn't want me when I wanted her so badly. But Maura said it herself - she just wanted it to be special. It was logical, but kind of bothering too. It's been four freaking days without any f-luck...