Shelly ground her pussy on his probing knee and sought to feel his cock with her mound. She wanted to take it out but preferred that he make the first move. Jim pulled one hand from her ass and eased it around her hip to her belly, than pushed his fingers down to rub her mound, sifting through her bush to locate the top of her slit. “Feel me Shelly, put your hand in my trunks and feel my cock.” She cried a little as she obeyed his request. She teased his knob with shaking fingertips and then clasped her hand around the shaft and pushed down feeling the hot pulsing cock slide up her palm until she felt his balls.
They continued to stand in the doorway, kissing madly and masturbating each other until Shelly groaned, “Take me to bed, we’ve gone this far, we might as well go the distance. I want you in me.”
Jim took in a big breath and pulled back from her, “That what you really want Shelly? I’ve been dying to touch you and this was all quite beautiful, but that’s as far as we go. If this happens again, there will be no stopping for conscience, I’ll fuck you.”
Shelly stepped backward, pulling away from him, embarrassed and surprised at his rejection. Tears welled up in her eyes and her face reddened as she turned and raced to her bedroom.
Jim grabbed a big towel and headed for the beach. He was not happy. He should have been gentler; he had encouraged her for days now and should have expected something like this to happen. But if he did screw her, it would have to be something more than a heat of the moment decision on her part. The cool water did wonders for his erection as he paddled out to the reef. Jim was fatalistic and soon back in normal mode, shit happens and one cannot undo anything in life.
Shelly was easy and relaxed and smiled at him as he returned to the condo. She just said, “Wow, that was close,” and giggled. She felt relieved now, it had been exciting, her hunger for the young man assuaged to some degree, the exchange had served a purpose. She made lunch and they sat comfortably out on the lanai to eat together. Jim’s eyes continued to roam her body, smiling as he took in her breasts swinging in the halter-top as she moved.
She said, “What are you grinning about?” She learned once again that with Jim you don’t ask a question unless you really want to hear his answer.
He grinned back at her, “Just reminding myself that I had those two beauties free and bare, and I didn’t even feel or suck them.”
She giggled, “I think your mind was elsewhere, as was mine.”
He turned serious momentarily, “Just so you know Shelly, if anything like that happens again, it will not end were it did this morning.”
She said, “I know that. And if it happens again, it will be because I want the rest of it. Now, take me for a beach walk. I love the feel of the warm sand and water on my feet, but don’t like to go alone. Come with me.”
The rest of the day was relaxed, Maui fashion, no apparent fallout from their hot embrace. But to say that the attraction was over would be untrue. They had a beautiful dinner in a beach restaurant with Bill that night. They watched the sun disappear into the ocean as the palm trees rustled with the late evening breeze and a light surf gurgled on the beach. When Bill excused himself for a few minutes to go to the men’s room, their knees met under the table, fingertips engaged erotically and their eyes locked in a virtual embrace.