She was certainly in a playful mood and at times like this I found it best to go along since the results have always been exhilarating. “If you know what’s good for you, I suggest that you say nothing and roll quietly onto your stomach,” I responded quietly while slipping out of my panties and grabbing a bottle of suntan lotion from the end table.
She feigned a look of shock and fear as she did as she was told and said quietly, “Please mistress, don’t rob me of my virginity, I beg you!”
I pushed her head onto the cushion and placed my mouth next to her ear and whispered, “You may beg all you want but the end is inevitable so you may as well accept it. You are my slut now and I decide what you will do from now on.” With those words I put suntan lotion on my erection and placed the tip at the entrance to her anus with the head just barely inserted.
“If this is what you must do, then please be gentle with me,” she said emotionally with a trembling voice.
“Shut up, bitch,” was all I said to her before pushing my stiff cock full into her ass.
Adrian moaned with pleasure as she took my dick inside her and raised her pelvis from the cushion to try to force it deeper. I began a slow thrusting rhythm and watched as she clenched and released her fists without more than a whimper or soft moan as I fucked her. My breathing became almost labored as I panted from the vigorous action of our sex. I could feel her muscle contractions grasping my penis and holding it tightly as I withdrew and plunged into her repeatedly.
Her grip on the towel and cushion made her knuckles turn white and then she began a series of spasms throughout her body as she had an orgasm and quietly cried out, “Nikki, please don’t stop.”
I could not hold back any longer and gave a final thrust deep into her, filling her insides with my hot semen while her sphincter muscles held tightly. I remained still while my penis pulsed continuously until I was empty and then I collapsed onto her back while whispering into her ear, “I love you, Adrian, and always will.”
We remained on the cushion for a few minutes before struggling to sit up and then lean against the fixed bench. Adrian kissed me tenderly before leaning on my shoulder and I dried the tears from her cheeks. “I’m exhausted tonight so if you’re done fucking me, may I go to bed?” she said quietly.
“Yes, I’m bored anyway, useless wench,” I replied.
“Thank you, mistress,” she said with a smile and got up, retrieving her panties before heading below. “Will you be joining me?”
“There is no place I would rather be,” I replied.
The next few days went quickly, and I had agreed with my brother to meet for lunch at the marina on Saturday. He planned to be back on the Cape Friday evening and wanted to meet up to say hello and meet Adrian as well while his wife took the kids to the beach with friends from their neighborhood. The idea was for lunch and then he would go about his business while Adrian and I would have the rest of the day free. We arranged to see Rafael and Ali for apéro around 6:00pm and then head to town for dinner. It going to be a busy afternoon but a fun time was anticipated.
Adrian and I arrived at the restaurant a little early to secure a good table, something in the shade of an umbrella with a view toward the marina, but not too close to the pool since the younger kids can be overly energetic and it could prove to be akin to having lunch in a shower. Within a few minutes of settling in, Jack arrived looking like he stepped off the cover of GQ, nicely dressed, tanned and appearing very fit. We hugged and I introduced him to Adrian who started fanning herself with the menu, commenting in her best southern accent, “Did it suddenly get very warm in here?”
report “Easy Scarlet, Rhett isn’t staying that long,” I replied.
“A pity,” came Adrian’s response with a broad smile.
“I can see why you two get along so well. Nicki needs someone with a unique sense of humor to trade barbs with and this seems like a match made in heaven.”
We spent the next 90 minutes talking about the summer on the boat and Jack’s holiday, and as I waited for the bill Adrian became serious and made a point to thank Jack for letting us stay abord the boat until Labor Day. “I don’t have siblings,” she said, “and I have heard so many stories about the difficulties and jealousies between children within a family from friends, I always felt that I was better off being an only child. But when I see how the two of you relate to each and look out for each other, I understand the other side of the story. I know that you didn’t have to let us stay on the boat but your love for your brother helped you make that decision. I also know that Nicki would do the same for you without batting an eye and that is a beautiful thing.” Adrian finished the last of her wine and continued, “Why he treats me so poorly, I cannot quite understand but at least he has a soft spot for family so there may be hope yet.”
“You know that you said that out loud, Adrian,” I remarked with a grin.
“Oh, dear,” she responded quietly before laughing.
We left the restaurant and walked to the boat so Jack could see his baby again even though he would not get to use it much over the next few weeks. He looked it over and was pleased that it looked as pristine as it did, and complemented Adrian for watching over me for so long. Adrian gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek as he left and Jack seemed genuinely happy to see me again and meet Adrian. He extended an invitation for a barbeque during the coming week once they settled into the house and stocked the fridge and it seemed like a genuine invitation and not simply a family obligation. I could see that Jack and Adrian hit it off but I wondered about Helen, Jack’s wife, since she tended to be a bit cold at times. We’ll see how Adrian navigates those waters in due course.
Adrian and I went to our cabin and stretched out on the bed planning for a nice afternoon nap. As we shifted into a comfortable spoon position, I held her close with her hand in mine and closed my eyes. “Nicki, are you sleeping?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“Oh, sorry.”
A minute later she whispered, “Nicki?”
“Yes, my love, what is it?” I replied.
“What happens on Labor Day?” she said quietly.
I thought for a moment and replied, “Probably a barbeque and drinks around Jack’s pool, possibly fireworks at night.”
“Don’t make me punch you in the throat, Nicki,” she responded quietly. “You know what I mean.”
“I have thought about it for a while, and I understand that you do not want to leave your position at the college. It is important to you and there are tremendous benefits for your career if you remain. On the flip side of the coin, I was told that I am on a path to make partner within the next year and that would be a big step for me.”
“I don’t think I like where this is headed Nicki,” she said with emotion cracking her voice.
“Adrian, what I am saying to you is that after this summer I realize that I need you in my life. It will be disruptive for me, but I would leave New York to find work with another firm in Connecticut rather than ask you to move to New York. I want to be with you and if you can put up with me and NSB, then let’s make a life together in Connecticut and start a new adventure for both of us.”