Laura works her Gap year, Part 2
written by:
LadyGrey

A Weekend Away by Lady Grey (Laura Works her Gap Year.)

After that evening in the office, Charles and I became lovers. We satisfied each other's needs. I had enjoyed sex with Vince and the other guys at college, but then it wasn't the most important thing in my life. I could take it or leave it, but now things were different. After that session with Charles, I felt I needed it badly; I needed to feel Charles filling me. It was unreal. We just seemed not to be able to get enough of each other, but I wasn't stupid. I knew it wasn't love; it was just a pure carnal need for sex.

After that first time, Charles himself seemed to be a completely different person, because now he could take a more relaxed attitude to Allison's problems. His home life was picking up again although sex was still not on the menu. He was less agitated and a lot more relaxed. He was now fun to be with. Even Dale commented about the change in him.

The following week I was surprised to discover that he had considerably increased my salary, something I was very happy about, and for my part, I continued to go out of my way to please him. I didn't quite go as far as walking around the office naked. Well, not during working hours when others were around. After we closed up the store it was different. We were alone, just the two of us, and I was only too pleased to undress for him.

He just loved the sight of me around the office completely naked. I had also stopped wearing underwear at work. This was something that I knew excited him. He loved to slip his hand under my short skirt and caress my bum. Sometimes when Dale was helping out a customer and we were alone, he would come in the office, lift up my sweater to reveal my breasts, and just sit watching me at the computer,

As our relationship progressed, we found other ways to excite each other. I had found from our first experience that Charles loved to go down on me, and it was something I enjoyed very much. The exciting feel of his tongue inside me would quickly bring me to a climax. For my part, I had never been too happy about taking a guy in my mouth. I had done it on several occasions with the guys I had met from college, but never too successfully I must admit. The problem was I was always scared about them doing it down my throat. Charles smiled when I explained my problem to him, and he was very gentle when he patiently showed me the pleasures that I could give to my partner using this method. We spent lots of time just lying together with me licking and caressing his cock, slowly getting to feel relaxed about it and to know every intimate detail before finally he thought I was ready for the next step and allow him the final pleasure of taking him in my mouth.

At first I was still a little unsure, and it took time for me to gain confidence in him, but with his selfless care and gentle persuasion, I soon became a very accomplished cock sucker. Soon I was allowing him to slide his cock deep into my throat, but being the caring gentlemen he was, he always withdrew before he finally came. I could tell he was always a little let down by having to do this, so one day I decided that I needed to take the bull by the horns. I was down on my knees before him as he was seated in his office chair, his large erect cock filling my mouth. My cheeks were bulging, and I could sense him cumming closer and closer. I knew he was almost there. Then suddenly he let out a little moan, and I felt him start to withdraw. I clutched onto him tightly and pushed my head down hard taking him deep inside my mouth. I felt him try to hold back, but a quick squeeze of my lips and my hands on his balls and he was in no state to prevent the inevitable.

I almost gagged as he erupted, filling my throat and mouth with large amounts of his slick creamy juices. I was unable to do anything but swallow it, and to my surprise, it wasn't that unpleasant. In fact, it tasted a lot better than I expected.

At last I released him and allowed him to withdraw. I just sat there on the floor before him grinning. He looked at me and slowly shook his head. I guess I must have looked a bit of a mess as his cum still dripped from my lips and chin. He smiled as he took me in his arms and our lips met. I knew he would taste his own juices, but this did not seem to worry him. Afterwards he thanked me for allowing him that final pleasure.

We had now been lovers for well over a month. Sex had become a daily pleasure for both of us. Often during the day we managed to get together either in the store room or some other location. At night, as soon Dale had left and Charles had closed the store, it would be time for me to strip naked. He loved the sight of me naked, and I enjoyed being naked when he was with me. We often worked together after hours getting the day's work completed with me naked. This always led to us having sex before he finally drove me home.

One morning two weeks after our first encounter, he came in the office and placed a buff envelop on my desk. I looked at him inquiringly. "Open it," he said. "It's a surprise for you." Inside, much to my delight, I discovered reservations for a luxury weekend at a hotel on the coast.

"Is this for us?" I said. He nodded. "How on earth have you managed for us to get away together?"

"It wasn't easy, but Allison wanted to take junior over to her parents for the bank holiday week. I told her that there was no way. I can't take a whole week off, so I suggested that she go alone. She wasn't too happy, but decided it was probably for the best." He smiled. "I did say that I would try to get over at the weekend, but I will ring her later and make up some excuse."

I jumped up and threw my arms around his neck and hugged him. "You wonderful, wonderful man! Three nights alone with my lover! I can't wait!" I had to tell mum that I was going away with some girls from college. I couldn't think of any other story she would accept. The problem was clothes; I didn't really have anything suitable for a luxury weekend in a top hotel.

When I mentioned the problem to Charles, he just laughed. "Don't let that bother you. We can always go out and buy you anything you might need when we get there." Then he smiled. "Hopefully you won't be wearing too many clothes; well, not for long anyway." I slapped him playfully.

On Thursday night before going to bed, I packed a small bag with some toiletries and changes of underwear, and I put in one of my better dresses. Earlier I had told mum not to worry about me and that I would call her when we arrived to say I was safe and well. Even though I was eighteen, she did still tend to worry about me. As soon as we had closed up on Friday we got away, and after a two hour drive, we were signing in at the Belmont. It was a lovely hotel standing high on the cliff top overlooking the sea. Our room was on the sixth floor with big windows and a balcony over looking the beach. The room was big and spacious with one of the largest beds I had ever seen. I jumped on the bed, bouncing on it like a child. It felt wonderfully comfortable. I suddenly realised that although we had been together for over a month, we had never made love in a bed before, and now we were going to be able to for three whole nights.

I was delighted again when I looked in the bathroom to discover that we also had a Jacuzzi. I hugged Charles. He smiled. "I think you are going to enjoy this place." I nodded enthusiastically and kissed him. "Would you like to go out for something to eat?" Charles inquired.

I nodded. "That would be nice, but somewhere not too posh. I have only brought one dress."

"How about an Indian or a Chinese?"

"Hmm, that sounds nice; Chinese, I think." I smiled. "Just give me a few minute to tidy up and slip my dress on."

I found the dress in my bag and slipped into the bathroom. I stripped down to my undies, had a quick wash, then was about to put the dress on when I stopped. I slipped out of my bra and panties, dabbed some perfume in strategic places, and pulled the dress over my head.

Back in the bedroom Charles was ready and waiting. I slid my feet into some white strappy sandals, and we made our way down the short corridor to the lift.

The lift was big with mirrors on three walls. Charles smiled. "You look wonderful," he said. Then I noticed him looking at me. "Don't you have a bra on?" I grinned at him, bent down and took hold of the hem of my dress, and quickly pulled it up until it was around my armpits. From three sides, he was gazing at reflections of my naked body. Suddenly the lift slid to a halt, and I had only just enough time to pull the dress down before the doors slid open. Luckily no one was waiting. He took my hand, squeezed it, and we left the hotel laughing, arms around each other.

There were some taxis waiting outside the hotel, and Charles asked a taxi driver to take us to the best Chinese in town. The one he took us to was wonderful, and we had a very enjoyable meal with several glasses of wine. When we left the restaurant, it was dark, but it was still a warm evening. Charles suggested that we walk back along the beach to the hotel. I was feeling very contented as we strolled hand in hand down onto the beach. Once there, we removed our shoes and made our way to the waters edge where the small waves were just lapping our feet. The sea felt warm as we walked slowly hand in hand in the direction of our hotel. Of course at that time of night the beach was deserted, and soon the lights of the town were behind us. Now there was only the moonlight bathing the calm sea in its white glow. Charles stopped and looked at me. "Would you do me a great favor?" he said.

I looked him. "Of course, if I can."

He smiled. "Would you take your dress off for me?"

I looked at him, surprised for a moment, then I looked around the beach. We were alone; there was no one to see us. I smiled, reached down and pulled the dress up and over my head. Then I passed it to him. I stood for a moment like a naked nymph rising from the water, then I skipped out into the deeper water laughing as the waves lapped around my legs. It felt wonderful to be naked out here in the open. He held out his arms to me, and I came to him pressing my body against his. We kissed as his hands slowly caressed my bottom.

We started walking again hand in hand. "When do I get my dress back?" I asked, "Or do I have to walk into the hotel like this?"

"That really would be something to see," he said with a grin. "But you will have to be a very good girl for me."

"Aren't I always a good girl for you?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yes, you are, usually."

We were now approaching the steps that led up to the Belmont. I could see the lights from the hotel shining over the top of the cliffs above us. I was beginning to get a little concerned. It had been exciting walking naked on the beach, but we were close to the hotel now with all the lights.

Charles took my hand now as we began to climb the long flight of steps. "Charles, I can't, not like this."

He smiled. "Just a little further, Laura. You know I love to look at you without your clothes on."

I was feeling panicky now. I was not worried about Charles seeing me, but what if someone else decided to walk on the beach, to come down the steps?

"Charles, please," I said, tugging at the dress he was holding in his hand. We had just reached the half way point. Here the steps leveled out and there was a bench seat for people to sit and rest.

He sat down and looked up at me. "You know you are beautiful, Laura, standing there naked in the moonlight."

I smiled. "Let me have my dress now, Charles, please?" I said. "And when we get to our room I will show you how beautiful I am."

He smiled. "I know you will, my darling girl, but there is something I would like to do first."

I looked at him puzzled. "What is it you want me to do? "I asked.

Again he smiled. "I want to make love to you out here in the moonlight under the stars."

I looked at him. "Here?" I said aghast. "I couldn't; someone might come down."

He shook his head. "That will make it all the more exciting."

I saw from his face he wasn't kidding. I looked up the steps. All was quiet; no one was about at this time of night. I turned and looked over the beach below. In the moonlight I could see it was deserted. He laid my dress on the seat and placed his shoes he was carrying beside it, and then he took my sandals from my hand and placed them beside his. He pulled down the zip on his pants and reaching inside., he extracted his cock; it was already hard and erect. I licked my lips as he curled his hand around it and slowly stroked it.

I don't remember what I was thinking as I moved closer to him. Then I felt the hardness touch against my stomach. His arms were around me and he easily lifted me off my feet. I just seemed to know what he wanted from me. I wrapped my legs around him and then he lowered me down. His hard cock touched my pussy. I groaned and then it was opening me up and sliding into me. I must have been wet; it was no effort; it just slid in. Then holding me tightly against his body, we began to fuck out there in the moonlight with the sound of the waves lapping in the distance. By the time he came, he was grunting with the effort and the exertion. It was a wonderful sensation. I kissed him hungrily, thanking him again and again. Afterwards as he slowly lowered me down onto my feet, I began to realise what we had just done: we had made love out in the open where any moment we might have been discovered. It was an unreal experience.

Afterwards he hugged me tightly up against himself. "That was incredible!

I wasn't sure you would do it, but you don't know if you don't ask."

I smiled at him as I wiped myself on a kleenex. "Now can I have my dress back?"

He picked the dress up off the seat and shook the sand off it. Then he held it for me to slip into. I smoothed it down. It had been an exciting experience being naked out here in the open, but I was pleased to be covered again; well, for the time being at least.

We picked up our key-card from reception and made our way to the lift. I looked at myself in the mirrors. My dress looked a little rumpled and so did I. Charles looked at me, a wistful expression on his face. "Don't I get a repeat performance of earlier?" he asked.

I knew what he was getting at. "Don't you ever get tired of seeing my body?"

He shook his head. "And I never will."

We were just passing the forth floor when with a grin I pulled my dress quickly over my head and tossed it to him. I held my breath as the lift pulled to a halt at the sixth floor and the doors slowly slid open. Luckily the corridor was empty.

He looked at me. "I guess you are now going to have to make a dash for the room," he said, a big smile on his face,

I shook my head and took his hand and we strolled slowly up the corridor. My heart was thumping. At any moment I was expecting one of the doors to open and for some other guest to appear. Luckily no one did. We at last reached our door, and Charles deliberately kept me waiting pretending that he could not find the key card.

Finally he let me in. I was now so turned on again by the whole thing of being naked on the beach, of sex on the cliff steps, and then stripping in the lift that I could not wait to get him at last into our wonderful big bed. I kicked off my shoes and climbed up onto the bed. I watched Charles undressing. I lay back, raised my knees, and spread my legs. I ran my fingers down the wet lips of my pussy and smiled at him. "I think this little pussy would like some more cream," I said in a husky voice. He smiled and joined me on the bed.

That night in the wonderful comfort of that big bed we made the most incredible love. In the early hours of the morning we both finally fell into a contented sleep with our bodies still entwined. I remember thinking to myself just before I drifted off: Laura, you still have two more days of this.

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