Page 11 of Road Trip
“Yes, Kelly,” she said in a deep voice to match mine before she giggled. “You’re so seriousssss. Relax, sweetie. I’m not going to bite you. Yet. Although you might like it.”
“I bet I would.” I hissed between my teeth as her hands slid under the waistband of the pants I’d been given. I’d had to give up my boxers at the hospital. She raked her short nails lightly along my hipbones and my knees buckled. She was going to find out soon I was very ticklish. She unzipped my pants methodically and started to pull them down.
“They cut you a few times. Did you have these others cleaned up?”
I nodded. “I dropped trou at the hospital and let that beast of a doctor and her frightening nurse sting the heck out of me.”
“I’m so damn sorry. She seemed like she was having way too much fun hurting you.” She knelt down to unlace my boots, and I needed to keep talking to maintain some modicum of calm.
“Yeah, um, needles are not fun.” My mind hadn’t caught up with what we were about to do yet, and I was glad for it. I didn’t want to second-guess one moment with her, but things were moving fast. “Yeah, I had to get stitches once before. I got caught on a nail at my grandparents’ barn. Grandma sewed me up that time. She was a nurse. Used to spend summers with them on their horse ranch. It was my escape from, um…” My voice was coming out all tight and high-pitched. I hoped she didn’t notice.
“Kelly?” she asked, only sort of concerned about what her actions were doing to me.
I reached out and unlaced the ribbon she had tied around her pigtail from one side before doing the other. Her hair fell to her shoulders and she shook it out.
“Thanks. I’m going to help you out of your pants so you don’t hurt your stitches.”
I was trying not to pant but this was incredibly sensual. I’d never been undressed by a woman before. And she wasallwoman. I’d dated girls. Abra was a woman. Everything she’d done up to this point was so deliberate. There was no hesitation. I hoped she wasn’t disappointed when she learned of our age difference, and I didn’t want this to stop now, not until she said when, or we were both covered in sweat and spent, but my heart was racing. Could I actually go through with this?
She slid my utilities down slowly and carefully to avoid my cuts. I tried to speak a couple of times but could only stammer. My hands were shaking and I couldn’t seem to slow my breathing. Once I’d stepped out of my pants, Abra backed up and just stared at me with a thoughtful expression.
“Turn around,” she said.
I did as she told me, only because I wasn’t really able to put together a rational thought. I was somewhat used to people looking at me. I’d done some modeling. I took care of my body. I also spent a lot of time training. I competed in the Police Olympics in weightlifting my first two years with the department before I got too busy with trying to finish my master’s degree online. But I felt like I was being inspected. Holy mother…
“You are incredibly beautiful, Kelly. Has anyone ever told you that?” This wasn’t playful Abra. She sounded really serious.
“Not like you just did.” I stopped my turn and reached out to touch her shoulder. My finger traced the strap of her bra and I looked at her questioningly. “May I?”
“You may. And then let’s shower. This gas smell is getting to me.”
“Right. I’m sorry.” I’d forgotten all about it while she was touching me and I was grateful for the reprieve. This abeyance was just what I needed. There would be plenty of time to revisit my near death and worry about my entire life later. But try as I might, I couldn’t seem to relax.
I stepped behind her and unhooked her bra, slid the straps down her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. From my vantage point I could see her dark areolas and nipples that stood at attention atop beautifully natural breasts. I wanted to touch them, but I was still afraid I was going to screw this up and blow the moment. What if she was expecting something else? I didn’t want to seem over eager or inexperienced.
Her panties were the most delightfully confusing things I’d ever seen. From the front they looked like guy underwear complete with the opening for anatomy I was hoping she didn’t have. But from the back, they presented the most stunning view of a woman’s backside I’d ever seen. They left the curves of her bottom bared and hugged the tops of her glutes before gently descending into…
“I’m sorry, Abra. I’m really trying to be quick about this, but I’m hard—I mean, it’s hard. Difficult. You are incredible.”
She laughed and tried to turn toward me, but I stopped her with my hands on her shoulders.
“Can I touch you here?” I asked breathlessly as I traced the bottom edge of her panties. I felt her suck in a breath.
“You have a nice touch, Kelly. You may continue.” She tried to sound unaffected, but I could hear the slight tremble in her voice.
When the tips of my fingers slid under the fabric she jumped a little and gave a little sexy moan. I brought my fingers together in the center and then let my hands splay across her perfectly pert bottom. She didn’t have a gym bunny physique, but she obviously took care of her body somehow and her skin was just beyond belief, it was so smooth. Her back was covered in a huge tattoo of a mermaid pirate surrounded by flowers and gold pieces. The mermaid’s tail curved down and as I slid her panties over her hips, I saw that it continued and covered the top of her glutes. The fins curved over each—okay, now I was really hard. All I could think about was a closer inspection.
“Are you finished back there, Kelly? Can we go shower now?” she asked, a little impatiently.
I moved closer to her and my out of control erection pressed into her back.
“Whoa, unless you need to skip the shower.”
“Crap. I’m sorry, Abra. I’m really trying to stay in control here.”
She turned quickly in my arms and pulled me to her, my erection now at home pressed against the smooth skin of her stomach. “Control is overrated. Don’t try so hard. Let me wash you, Kelly.” She pushed me backward toward the bathroom with a devious smile on her face.
I had a feeling this was going to be the best shower of my life.
