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| A QUIET DRINK by Janey He watched her eagerly. She was so natural and he found that immensely attractive, but then again she didn’t appear to have any idea of who he was, and he liked that too; it meant that she wasn’t going out of her way to flirt and be nice because he was in a band. Maya was her name – he had overheard one of her girlfriends calling her it, and it suited her. She had short dark curly hair that shone brightly and framed her face beautifully. Her eyes were full of fun and laughter, and her plump lips spread into the most radiating of smiles. When she had glanced shyly at him after spilling her white wine over him, he had been transported to another place; somewhere were only the two of them existed, but it had ended much too briefly when he had accepted her apology and told her not to worry. Now, he couldn’t stop watching her, loving the way she sashayed as she danced, and her knee length black strappy dress floated sexily around her thighs as she spun and twisted to the music. Occasionally she glanced over to him and flashed him a coy, flirty smile. One time she had even flicked her tongue across her lips whilst she glanced across at him, but Sean wasn’t sure if she had been aware that she was doing it. Now she was walking over to him. Sean twisted in his seat, hoping that she would talk with him and dreading it at the same time, worried that he may make a fool of himself. “Will you let me get you another drink?” the dark haired girl asked, sweat trickling down between her large breasts as a result of her energetic dancing. “I’d like to say sorry properly.” “You’ve apologised already, really, but I’d like you to join me for a drink if you’re not in a hurry to get back to your friends.” “Thank you; I’d like that very much,” she smiled warmly, sitting in the seat next to his. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he winked, and then disappeared to the bar. “I won’t spill this one over you … erm, I don’t know your name,” she giggled nervously when Sean joined her once more. “Mine’s…” “Maya,” he smiled, enjoying the glimmer of confusion that washed over her very soft, feminine features. “I heard one of your friends earlier.” “Oh I see. You have me at a distinct disadvantage,” Maya grinned. “Sean. I’m called Sean.” It was as though they had known each other for years; they instantly felt comfortable and had a lot in common, especially their wicked wit. They talked and laughed so much that Maya’s friends all left without her, deciding that she had ‘pulled’. Instead of being sad when she realised that they had gone, Maya was quite happy, she liked Sean very much and was hoping that there was a possibility of things progressing. “So,” Sean sighed heavily on noticing that everyone was leaving, “can I get you a taxi?” “Umm, well. I was supposed to be crashing at a friend’s house tonight, but well, they’ve all gone on and I don’t have a key to get in with so I’m a bit stuck really.” “You can come back with me if you like, it’s a big hotel room and I could sleep in the chair if you didn’t want…” “There’s no need for that,” Maya whispered to him, her meaning evident though unspoken. Sean smiled back to her, stood up and held out a hand for her to grasp, which she did. “Come on then, it’s not far, a quick five minute work.” So, hand in hand they made their way to the hotel laughing and joking like kids. “You must have one hell of a good job to stay in a place like this,” said Maya with awe, standing next to Sean beside the mini bar as he got them both a brandy night-cap. “I do ok, you know,” he giggled mischievously pouring the drinks from the small bottles into two glasses and handing one to Maya. She thanked him and drank it in one gulp. “Another one?” “No thank you. I think that’s enough drinking for tonight don’t you?” Her voice was thick with lust and her eyes left him in doubt that she had other things on her mind. Sean drank his brandy quickly, set both of the glasses on the table and took her hands. “I’m so very glad I met you tonight.” “Me too,” she sighed coquettishly, moving slowly closer to him. “Now, are you going to kiss me or do I have to keep waiting?” They stood smiling at each other for a few highly charged moments, then Sean pulled her into his arms, and his soft lips met hers, warm, plump, soft and inviting. Maya moved a hand to the nape of his neck and played gently with his long silky dark brown hair, moaning as their tongues stroked and explored. Sean slipped a hand down her back and kneaded her backside, softly initially, but gradually becoming a little rougher as his excitement built up. “Let’s go to bed,” he panted to her. Maya nodded and followed him through to the huge bedroom, still holding his hand. Maya was several inches taller than Sean was but he managed to guide her onto the bed and beneath him effortlessly and sweetly, never stopping kissing her. Her lips stung and she melted under his tender touches: firm, assured but gentle and intoxicating. He knew exactly where and how to caress her to make her writhe and moan with enjoyment and anticipation. He was, she considered the most accomplished lover she had known thus far and she prayed that that would continue to be the case. Maya felt a comforting breeze caressing her body and realised that Sean had finally removed her dress, hell but his touch was delicate, and he did it with a minimum of fuss and disruption. She tried to take his clothes off but he had beaten her to it and discarded his things on to the floor. “When did you take your clothes off?” Maya whimpered. “I wanted to do that.” “You were too busy moaning and shifting all over the bed,” he smirked, stroking Maya’s soft curls between his thumb and forefinger. “So I thought that I’d do it for you.” She teased him by pulling on his lower lip with her mouth. “You’re sure you’re not trying to hide from me?” “You want to see me?” he asked quizzically, raising an eyebrow as though he was daring her. “Fine, you can see me.” He rolled from being above her, to being beneath her, arms outstretched and wearing the cheekiest smile ever. “Happy now?” She blushed, but grinned stupidly. Small in height he may be, but in other areas he was certainly more than adequate. “I should say so,” Maya drawled huskily, enclosing his erection in her hand, and stroking him lightly. “Very happy indeed.” “That,” Sean moaned, “is just what the doctor ordered.” “Dr Sean’s Remedy?” Maya laughed, stroking him more determinedly. “Dr Moore’s Remedy,” he gasped in reply. “Does that make me your test bunny?” “I guess so,” he sniggered. “How is it going then? Is my test bunny happy? I mean are you really, truly happy?” “Well as you ask…” Maya whispered her wish to him, and found herself beneath Sean being kissed determinedly, his hard dick pressing against her. She thrust her hips and ground them against him. “Oh no you don’t young lady!” he remonstrated. “You can be patient. Part of your obligation for being my test bunny…” “And apprentice!” insisted Maya with a sweet child like expression. “Umm, yes well, part of the obligation that you have as my test bunny and apprentice is to obey my instructions. Think you can do that?” “Can’t promise but I’ll try.” Sean stifled her laughter with his mouth, his tongue rubbing against hers and his hands roaming over her body, stroking her ‘hotspots’ and heightening her senses in a way she had never known making even the lightest, simplest of touches drive her crazy. Maya was so ready for him now, her body twitching and on fire, and bathed in sweat. “Please Sean,” she murmured into his mouth, his tongue still delicately probing her mouth and brushing up against her own. Sean glanced up, stroked a thumb across her cheekbones and smiled to her. Maya nervously smiled back to him and then closed her eyes as he began kissing his way down her body; his skilled fingers gently scraping over her skin making her sigh and moan in pleasure. “I want this to be all about you Maya, my little bunny. I want to have you screaming in rapture.” Maya was about to respond but instead shrieked; Sean was probing her with his tongue and he had to hold by her hips to control her thrashing body, she grabbed onto the headboard and groaned incoherent nonsense. Her orgasm was building and Sean continued to excite her with his tongue. With her breaths coming in short gasps, Maya raised herself to him and guided his head more firmly down on to her leaving him in no doubt as to what she wanted. Then her orgasm crashed through her, and Sean now sucked her swollen eager nub between his lips and inserted two fingers into her warm wetness and she yelled his name, riding the waves of pleasure coursing through her. Sean continued to stroke her with his tongue and thrust inside her with his fingers and another orgasm spread through her body, then another and another. “No more!” she cried, her body tingling from head to toe but feeling limp as a rag doll, her breathing ragged and heavy. “I can’t cope.” Sean hugged her to him, bestowing affectionate kisses on the top of her damp hair. “Rest a while,” he sighed softly. “Umm,” Maya moaned, wrapping a leg over his. Until now she had always thought that multiple orgasms were a myth expounded by women who wanted others to feel inadequate if they couldn’t achieve them, how wrong she was! Slowly she slipped into a light sleep, Sean’s arms holding her protectively. “My little test bunny is awake I see,” smirked Sean as he watched Maya stretch upon waking. “Happy?” She pressed her lips to his; “Happy is one word for it.” “Good, I have some more testing for you,” he winked moving above her, his erection pressing against her skin making her sigh and reach for him. “So what are you waiting for?” she asked, guiding him into her, moving her body with his. “You feel so good,” he panted, nuzzling at her neck and biting her lightly, increasing the speed and depth of his thrusts. “Oh Sean,” moaned Maya, raising her legs over his back, “harder.” Sean thrust into her with more urgency, his release building and aware that Maya was close to the edge too. A few more thrusts and Maya screamed his name, scratched her nails over his skin and bit onto his shoulder. Sean continued to thrust and then cried her name as his warm seed emptied into her. They cuddled as they recovered, saying nothing, but both knowing how the other was feeling. This was the start of something special and they knew it. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity and they both took it with both hands, determined to nurture it and make it grow, not bad for a chance meeting. <<< Janey's stories |