Page 19 of Ever After

“I’m getting hot. Do you want to get in the water for a little?” Jay asks.

“You go ahead. I’m waiting to hear from my mom.”

Jay gives me a wink and heads for the water. I look over at him walking to the beach, checking out his physique. He has muscles that pop when not even trying. The more I get to know him, the more attracted I am to him. He is very handsome. Every day I spend with him, the attraction increases. It doesn’t help that we have some flirtatious going on from time to time—it’s hard to ignore the feelings that are building for him. Sometimes I feel guilty because my marriage is still in the back of my mind while I’m having these thoughts. Sometimes I think I should go home so I don’t start something with someone else. Jay reassures me he understands my situation, but he doesn’t understand the attraction I have for him and why I should go home.

The ping of my phone interrupts my thoughts of Jay. My mom texted me back. I reply, letting her know I’m turning my phone back off and I’ll text her again tomorrow. I get up from my towel and fix my swimsuit bottoms, so I don’t have a wedgie walking to the water. Jay’s back is facing me as I step into the water. I get a thought to jump on his back in one of those flirty ways, but I haven’t dared to do anything like that. Even though the first night we met, he was holding me and hugging me while in the water. I never thought I would see him again after that, so I didn’t care and wasn’t shy. The liquor that night gave me courage, too. Instead, I walk right next to him.

“Glad you could join me.”

I give Jay a slight smile.

“Everything okay?” he asks.

No. Every damn day my attraction for you grows. It’s becoming harder to hold myself off of you, and I don’t know if I should be even feeling this way.

“Yep.” I turn to Jay and smile again. “It’s getting close to dinner. Do you know what you would want to eat? I’m getting hungry.”

“Anything sounds good. Let’s head back to the hotel and get ready.”

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Every time we have to shower, Jay always lets me shower first. He’s giving me a lot of privacy. Sharing a hotel room with a stranger hasn’t been so bad with him. He jumps in the shower while I’m in the room changing so I can have my privacy. Sometimes I wish he’d just make a move though, so I can get this attraction or whatever this is over with. I don’t want to be the first one to make the move. What would he think of me while married? What should I think of him wanting to do something with a married woman? I throw the thoughts out of my head and wrap the towel around my body before heading out of the bathroom to change. Jay barely looks at me while I’m naked under a towel. He heads for the shower and shuts the door.

I roll my eyes, then drop my towel and start imagining him coming up behind me and touching me softly. Kissing me on my neck. Running his hands up and down my torso. Wanting him to grab my boobs and play with my nipples instead, he brushes his hands gently around my boobs, teasing me. I feel desire pooling at my center. I imagine myself reaching back to grab hold of his cock. Feeling it pulsing in my hand, I run my palm up and down his shaft. He’s so big and thick. It makes me even more wet. I run my hand down to my clit and touch it, my breathing becoming heavier.

The noise of the door opening startles me, ripping me from the daydream.

“Oh shit, I thought you would be dressed by now. I’m so sorry,” Jay says in a nervous voice.

In a state of utter panic, I search for my towel. As soon as I grab it, I cover myself up.Holy shit.Did he see anything? I was so deep in my thoughts I didn’t even hear the shower turn off. My face is growing hot. Not wanting to look at him, I keep my head down.

“It’s okay. I got lost in thought. That’s all,” I say stuttering. I walk over to my suitcase and start looking for something to wear. Jay is still standing there. “You don’t need to go back to the bathroom. I’ll grab something and dress there.” I turn around and start heading for the bathroom. Jay is still standing in the same spot.

“What were you doing?” he asks, his voice lowered and husky, vastly different than I’ve heard from him.

“Nothing.” He clearly saw me playing with myself. My face grows hot again.

“If you need some private time, let me know.”

Oh fuck. I don’t know how to get out of this. Come to think of it, I don’t even know when the last time I had sex was. No wonder I’m getting wet over my damn imaginations.

“Can we act like you saw nothing?”

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. It is human nature to masturbate.”

Did he have to say masturbate?

I don’t want to masturbate. I want you to fuck me!

That’s why I’m embarrassed.

I don’t know how he feels about me sexually, and I’m over here fantasizing about him and then he catches me. Good thing he can’t read my thoughts.

“Well, in that case, I’ll let you know the next time I need private time.” I laugh, playing this off.

After walking into the bathroom and shutting the door, I lean against the door, trying to catch my breath. Wow, this trip is getting better and better. I keep making a fool out of myself. No wonder he keeps me around. I’m great entertainment for him.

We get to the restaurant, and I avoid looking at Jay as much as I can. He brings nothing up. Why can’t I be mature about this? We’ve both been a little quieter than usual. I’m waiting for the server to bring my drink so the alcohol can ease my nerves.

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