Steven and Siobhan arrive at the conference. After the business of the day is finished they have time to relax but are interrupted by Sharon. A walk along the beach after lunch brings the three of them all closer together.
Sharon had left Wayne in bed on Saturday morning. She had a good idea he would have a hangover and would act like a bear with a sore head. The hotel had a swimming pool and she used that as an excuse to be alone. After her swim she had gone straight to the breakfast room and had no sooner sat down to eat when she was ambushed by Mark Pritchard again. This time he was fussing over the arrangements for the presentation to the staff, a senior management meeting over lunch and finally the seating plans for the dinner that evening. She’d wanted to suggest he use the help he’d hired especially for the weekend to sort things out but she knew that Melinda hadn’t been hired for her secretarial skills. Being collared by Mark wasn’t all bad though as it gave Sharon an excuse to steer clear of Wayne whilst he recovered.
Sharon was roving around checking paperwork by the time Wayne emerged. He was still feeling a little fragile but figured it was nothing that a full English breakfast and some extra sweet tea couldn’t cure. He’d just settle down to eat when Melinda asked if she could join him at the table he’d annexed in the bar.
—--
It was going to take Steven and Siobhan over an hour to get to the hotel where the conference was being held so they were up before 7:00 AM and on the road before 7:45. Their plan was to stop for a quick breakfast at a roadside cafe near the hotel. They made it to the Hotel with about 15 minutes to spare before the conference started.
Siobhan saw Sharon across the reception area and headed off to greet her before going into the meeting whilst Steven checked in and got their bags up to the room.
He found their room was really nice. It was actually a suite with a seating area with a four or five seater sofa in front of a large TV, a huge double bed in a separate bedroom area and an ensuite accessible from both the reception room and the bedroom. For families there was a connecting door, presumably to another bedroom, which was locked.
The ensuite was like nothing he’d seen before. It was about the size of his entire flat and had been fitted out as a wet room for guests that wanted to bathe together. There were a couple of shower heads, his and her basins, a huge bath that could take at least two adults and a couple of children, two toilets and a bidet. Steven wasn’t sure how comfortable Siobhan would be with that arrangement but it would only be for one night and there were lockable doors if she wanted privacy.
On a side counter in the seating area were tea and coffee making facilities with a fridge below that served as a mini bar. A quick look at the price list on the counter made him wince as he’d had to provide a credit card for any room extras.
Steven unpacked his suitcase and hung his clothes in one of the wardrobes. On checking the time he still had a couple of hours to kill before the meeting finished. There was to be a buffet lunch on the lawn for those that wanted to hang around the hotel or they were free to explore the local area. Steven wondered what Siobhan and Sharon would want to do after lunch.
He put the TV on and saw a menu system including films to rent. What caught his eye was the menu option for adult movies, free to watch for 10 minutes before they were chargeable. After the previous evening he wondered if Siobhan would want to watch something hotter that evening to get in the mood for something more.
The hotel booklet listed all the things available to keep guests entertained. The list included a games room and a swimming pool. Steven decided to go and explore.
—
As Steven walked into the bar he saw a couple who seemed to be much more familiar with one another than the rest of the guests. He figured they were regular guests rather than anything to do with the conference. They stuck out from the rest of the people in the bar who were pretty much single to a man or woman and all of them were looking bored.
Steven ordered a Coke to go on the room bill and sat on one of the bar stools to watch the world go by. Things were progressing for the couple and they stood and moved towards reception. As they passed him, he heard the woman say “We’ll have to be quick, the meeting is due to finish at one o’clock.”
Steven thought to himself that someone was letting their hair down this weekend and wondered who the mystery couple were. He had no intention of spoiling their fun but filed their appearance away in his memory as ones to look out for later in the day.
As no one in the bar appeared to be interested in conversation Steven took his drink into the games room, which was empty. He’d always wanted to play snooker well but never found the time to practise. There was also a dart board so he tried lobbing a few of the darts provided at the board. Steven was pretty rusty and the darts were not a matching set but he started to get some scores together. Having finished his drink he checked the time and went back to the bar where he picked up a discarded newspaper to kill some more time.
At about 12:45 there was a general hub-bub outside the bar as the conference broke up so Steven wandered out to see if he could catch up with Siobhan. He found her and Sharon together in the reception area. Siobhan slipped her hand into his and reached up for a quick kiss as if to lay claim to him. Sharon was still scanning the room looking for Wayne.
“Have you lost someone?” Steven asked for something to say.
“Hello Steven, yes, Wayne was supposed to be here to meet me. He’s got the only room key.”
“I expect he’ll be here soon. You’ve come out of the meeting a few minutes early. We’ll wait with you if you like.”
“Thanks, that would be good. These conferences have a reputation for swallowing lone females whole!”
Steven spotted the woman from the bar come into reception in a hurry and head towards the conference room.
“There’s one over there.”
The girls turned to where he was looking. Sharon replied. “Oh, that’s Melinda. She’s the girlfriend of the Communications Director, Mark Pritchard. He’s supposed to be running around organising the whole thing. Wayne and I had dinner with the two of them last night.”
Something about what Sharon said and the way she said it sounded strange to Steven and he knew the man Melinda had left the bar with wasn’t Mark Pritchard!
“Hello Steven.” Siobhan’s boss and the man who was ultimately Steven’s boss, Malcolm Carruthers, the Finance Director, had approached them through the crowd.
“Hello sir.”
“I hate to interrupt your social time with these two lovely ladies but we need your expertise. The Directors are having a meeting over lunch whilst you all enjoy yourselves on the terrace but, ironically some would think, the Communications Director is struggling to get the kit working. Can you come and take a look?”
Steven knew when a request was really an order, in spite of being on his own time.
“Certainly sir.” Turning to Siobhan, Steven reached into his pocket and gave her their room key. “I’ll be as quick as I can and if you’re not still here I’ll either see you on the lawn or back in the room.” He gave her a kiss on the cheek and whispered. “It’s a really special room.”
—-
In the meeting room Mark Pritchard was in a flap. Melinda was standing by trying to make suggestions about why the kit wasn’t working but was being ignored.
The kit was a mix of a video player and a TV along with a projector similar to some of the kit Steven had seen before.
He started by turning everything off and followed the leads. Having spotted a reset button next to the power socket, pressing it made the TV and video power up but the projector tripped the circuit when it was turned on. Steven spotted a lever on the side of the projector to switch to a spare bulb, then reset the power again. Hey presto everything powered up and with a bit of rewiring the TV and video started to show what the bosses were supposed to be seeing rather than the racing from Doncaster.
“Well done Steven,” said Malcolm “....now run along to those two lovely ladies of yours.” He added with a glint in his eye.
“Thank you sir.” Steven warned Mark Pritchard that the projector was on its last chance with the spare bulb in use. Mark just grunted and waved Steven away.
—---
It was past one o’clock and the girls were still waiting in a deserted reception area. Sharon was getting very pissed off. Steven asked if she’d tried calling her room from the house phone.
“No, but I suppose it’s worth a try.” She went over and placed the call. From her body language it was clear that Wayne must have answered. When she returned she was fuming.
“He was fast asleep on the bed! He never sleeps during the day but gave me some excuse about feeling tired this morning and wanting to be fresh for this evening. I’m going up now to drop my things off. I’ll see you on the lawn in 10 minutes.”
Steven had a hunch about what had made Wayne so sleepy but said nothing.
“I want to see our room,” said Siobhan. “Can you meet us there on the way to lunch?”
Steven gave Sharon their room number as they all walked towards the lifts.
—----
Sharon got out of the lift first. Once they were alone, Siobhan confided in him that Sharon wished she hadn’t asked Wayne to come away with her.
“Have you ever met Wayne?”
“Only briefly. He struck me as a bit full of himself, a bully and a bore.”
Siobhan opened the door to the room and they stepped inside.
“Wow, Steve, this is nice!”
“Isn’t it just?” Steven told Siobhan about the mini bar and the choice of films for hire.
“We could have a party here.”
“I’d settle for a party just with you.”
“Oh I think I can guess what sort of party that would be you naughty boy.”
“Well you did say last night you wanted it to be somewhere special.”
“That’s true.”
“Come and see the rest of the room.” Steven took Siobhan by the hand and guided her to the bedroom. She couldn’t believe what she saw and didn’t even seem fazed by the bathroom arrangements.
“We have Sharon to thank for this. She was allocating the rooms and put us in here. Hers and Wayne’s is nowhere near as nice but she did this as a favour to me, because I wanted somewhere special.” Siobhan blushed.
Steven held Siobhan close and kissed her gently. When they broke for air she whispered, “Not now but tonight, I promise. I need to unpack my dress otherwise it’ll be creased when we go to dinner.”
—----
Sharon had to knock on the door of her room and wait for Wayne to let her in. The sight that greeted her and the scent in the room confirmed her suspicions. The clothes she’d seen Wayne wearing at breakfast time were strewn across the floor and the room smelt of Melinda’s perfume. Sharon recognised it as she’d been overpowered by it when they had both visited the Ladies Room the previous evening but it was Wayne’s appearance that really gave the game away. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he’d run a mile. He also carried an unmistakable body odour!
“What the hell have you been up to this morning Wayne?”
“Don’t be daft darlin’. No one else has been here. I came up ‘ere to get some kip. We’ve got a late night tonight and I wanted to last the course.”
“You must think I’m blind as well as stupid. This room stinks of Melinda’s cheap perfume and you stink of sex. After your performance last night I’m surprised you could get it up again this morning.”
Wayne felt his temper rising. “Well what would you know? You’ve always been a frigid bitch. Melinda knows how to treat a gentleman to get the best out of him. She was a much better lay than you are. Perhaps you and she should team up with me tonight so you can learn a few things.”
“You, a Gentleman! That’s a good one and as for Melinda, what she knows she’s learned as a professional.” Sharon pointed at Wayne’s wallet, open on the bedside table. “I hope you got good value for whatever you paid her but I wouldn’t count on seeing either of us tonight. The lovely Melinda was hired by Mark Pritchard to provide him with her professional services as a high class hooker. Wherever you’ve just been in her Mark and hundreds of others have been before you. I hope you found some protection to use otherwise you’ve probably caught something nasty so you’re not coming anywhere near me.”
Wayne had known who and what Melinda was. She was bored this morning and sold him on the idea of a quickie. He thought he could get away with it whilst Sharon was otherwise engaged. After all he’d done it before but had been careful with the others.
If truth be told Sharon wasn’t at all bad between the sheets but this was too much, she was getting on his nerves shouting at him whilst he still had a hangover. He needed her to be quiet so he did what he’d seen his Dad do when Mother had gone too far with her nagging and lashed out, slapping her across the face.
—
Steven left Siobhan to unpack and was on his way towards the sofa when there was a knock on the door so he turned to answer it.
As Steven opened the door a body flew at him so fast he nearly fell backwards onto the floor. Arms had gone around his waist and a bundle of hair was under his chin. The owner was sobbing uncontrollably. The room door closed behind his assailant as Siobhan appeared from the bedroom and mouthed “What’s happened?” Steven replied in kind with “Don’t know.”
He spoke as gently as he could. “It’s OK Sharon, you’re safe, come and sit down,” then guided her towards the sofa. Her hands were shaking like leaves. Steven asked Siobhan to go to the mini bar and pour Sharon a Brandy.
The coffee table by the sofa had a box of tissues on it and Sharon took some to dry her eyes. Steven could see there was a red mark on her left cheek. Siobhan brought the drink over, sat behind her friend and gently rubbed her shoulders. Sharon took a mouthful of Brandy and winced as she swallowed.
“Wow! That’s strong.”
“Only the best, besides it’s the least we can do to thank you for this room. Now tell us, what’s happened.” Once Sharon started talking she couldn’t stop.
“Wayne’s happened. Whilst Siobhan and I were in the meeting he’s been up in the room having sex with some tart and I think I know who. I could smell her scent when I walked into the room mixed in with the smell of sex. I suspected that’s what I’d find when he said on the phone he’d fallen asleep because he always goes straight to sleep afterwards. He tried denying it and that just made me more angry.
The bastard just laughed and suggested I should try sleeping around to improve my technique as that cow had been a much better lay than I had ever been. He even taunted me that he would ask her to join in with a threesome later to give me some lessons in how to please a man.
I called him all the names under the sun and told him you get what you pay for with that bitch, including the odd STD, then pointed to his wallet. He got really angry with me then and slapped my face. That’s when I ran out the door and came straight here. I couldn’t face anyone downstairs in this state. I’m sorry if I hurt you when I grabbed you like that Steven.”
“Nothing that a hot shower and a change of shirt won’t put right. What do you want to do?”
“I don’t know, can I stay here for a bit?”
“Of course you can. Do you want some lunch?” Steven looked at Siobhan who was still massaging Sharon’s shoulders. “Siobhan and I can leave you here alone.” Siobhan shook her head. “....or as it’s a buffet I can go and grab a couple of platefuls to share and bring them back to the room. If anyone I know asks after you I’ll say I haven’t seen you.”
“Would you do that for me Steven? Thank you. You’d better change your shirt first. If you leave the dirty one in the bathroom I’ll have a go at getting the makeup off it.”
—--
Steven took the lift downstairs. He’d figured out the couple he’d seen earlier were probably Wayne and Melinda but decided to wait until he met Wayne in person to confirm his suspicions. He joined a short queue for food.
“Hello again Steven.” He turned around. “Oh hello Sir.”
“Please call me Malcolm when we’re away from the office. Everyone calling me Sir this weekend is making me feel like a headmaster and you’re all way past school age. Anyway, I wanted a quick word to say thank you for your help earlier.
I’d like to say my colleague Mr Pritchard appreciated your efforts but he managed to kick the projector table just before the MD wanted to use it and the spare bulb went pop. Pritchard started to blame you for not fixing it properly at which point I intervened on your behalf.”
“Thank you Malcolm.”
“It wasn’t really necessary as Pritchard is getting a poor reputation and your friend, Miss Carson, had prepared paper handouts for each of the management staff so the MD did his presentation from those. Where is she by the way? Pritchard is looking for her and he seems to be annoyed about something.”
“I’m not sure, Sharon went to her room to find her boyfriend whilst Siobhan and I went to ours.”
“He’s tried calling her room and got a mouthful of abuse from Sharon’s boyfriend, which didn’t improve his mood.”
“Really, I’ve never met Sharon’s boyfriend but I know Siobhan doesn’t like him.”
“I hope you’re keeping the lovely Siobhan to yourself, I know these work weekends have a reputation as relationship busters to the point there is sometimes a sweepstake on what relationships will begin or end over the two nights.”
“I think we’ll survive intact but in the meantime we’ve decided to eat in our room and relax for a bit as we had an early start this morning and tonight is going to be quite a long one. I’ve been sent down to get a couple of plates of food as we missed breakfast. The girls are pretty thick with one another though so I’ll pass a message when I see Sharon. They’ve planned a trip to the seaside after lunch.”
“Good idea and tell Miss Carson to avoid Pritchard until this evening. She’s entitled to enjoy herself this weekend without having him badgering her more than he already has.”
“Will do Malcolm.”
Steven had reached the front of the queue and loaded up two plates with a bit of everything.
“Goodness you two have an appetite.”
“We have to keep our strength up,” was all he could think of to say.
Malcolm laughed a filthy laugh.
—--------
Back at the room, Siobhan let Steven in and he put the plates on the side with the tea and coffee making kit.
He found Sharon at one of the wash basins in the bathroom working on his shirt when he went to wash his hands. She was looking much calmer, fresh faced and even gave him a smile.
“How are you doing?” He asked quietly.
“Much better thank you Steven. You and Siobhan are absolute lifesavers. I’ll hang your shirt up in here to dry then join you both outside.”
Over lunch Steven told the girls about the conversation he’d had with Malcolm and that he’d had to come up with a bit of a yarn on the spot.
“Mark Pritchard can stew for a while, it’ll do him good. His idea of work is to give any real work to someone else then take all the credit or divert the blame if something goes wrong. I like the idea of a trip to the seaside for a paddle and an ice cream by the way, my treat,” said Sharon, “....assuming I’m not stopping you two from doing something else.”
“No, that’s fine,” said Siobhan.
Oh well, Steven thought. He was beginning to feel like the hungry Donkey chasing a carrot hung in front of his face.
“I’m going to need to face Wayne soon enough but not yet. My party frock for tonight and all my other stuff is still in our room.”
“If we can get your stuff, you can get ready in here,” offered Siobhan. “The bathroom is plenty big enough for both of us.”
“What about Steven?”
“Oh he won’t take long to get ready and he doesn’t take up much space. Besides, imagine the look on Wayne’s face when he finds all your stuff has gone then Steve walks into dinner with a girl on each arm.” The girls both giggled. Siobhan definitely had an evil streak at times.
The girls both looked at Steven for approval. “I think it’s a wonderful idea and will do your reputations no harm whatsoever to be seen on the arm of a handsome man.” Both girls threw their napkins at him.
—
Steven made a room to room call to Sharon’s room number. There was no answer so the chances were that Wayne was at lunch or otherwise engaged elsewhere.
All three of them then went to reception. Steven and Siobhan acted as lookouts whilst Sharon asked at the desk for her room key. Having confirmed the names of the guests in the room they handed over a key, mentioning this was their second key as the first was already out. Straight as a die Sharon told them her boyfriend must have that in his pocket but he’s nowhere to be found.
At the door to Sharon’s room Steven knocked a couple of times whilst the girls waited out of sight in case Wayne had returned. When there was no reply he used the key to open the door and the girls went in.
The room was in a hell of a mess. “It was like this when I came back. At least my stuff hasn’t been touched.”
Inside five minutes Sharon had gathered her things with Siobhan’s help whilst Steven stood guard then the three of them had vacated the room.
—-
Wayne had left the room not long before Steven and the girls had arrived on that landing. He’d hit the mini bar for the hair of the dog after Sharon had walked out on him then showered and dressed in clean clothes. He hadn’t bothered to tidy the room as he considered that a menial task best left to the hotel staff or at least a woman.
He was just about to leave the room when he’d been interrupted by a phone call. He thought Sharon had called wanting to apologise but it turned out to be that prick they’d had dinner with the previous evening demanding to know where Sharon had got to.
Wayne wasn’t in the mood to take that shit from anyone and gave the creep plenty back in return then hung up. In any case, all the exercise and that little set to, had given him an appetite for a spot of lunch and he figured he should try and find Sharon before she started telling tales about him.
—
Siobhan took the spare room key back to Reception to drop it in a box provided for the purpose whilst Steven helped Sharon with her bag. He put her bag on the bed and pointed to the wardrobe he’d hung his suit in as it was pretty much empty.
“I hope I’ve not been cramping your style Steven.”
“What, oh no. It’s not your problem. Siobhan has told me ever since we’ve been going out that she’s not ready to go all the way and I respect her wishes. Sometimes it feels like we take one step towards consummating our relationship then two steps back but we do other things to satisfy one another in the meantime."
“Good for you two. Wayne’s not at all adventurous in bed.”
“This weekend seems to be the closest Siobhan’s come to giving up her virginity but if it doesn’t happen it’s not going to be the end of the world.”
“You must really love Siobhan otherwise you’d have given up on her long ago.”
“Maybe I do, though I’ve never really thought about it. I don’t think we’ve ever said that four letter word to one another. Perhaps we’re just too comfortable with the way we are, like an old married couple.”
“Have you asked Siobhan to marry you?”
“Goodness me no, though she’s talked about wearing a ring this weekend to make it look like we’re engaged.”
“Do you think that’s what she really wants?”
“Has she told you that during one of your lunches? It sounds like you two share all sorts about one another’s love lives.”
“No she hasn’t! What we talk about we keep to ourselves, or at least I do.” Sharon smiled at the thought of Siobhan sharing her secrets with her boyfriend. She’d never have told Wayne anything of the sort.
“I think the only time Siobhan has mentioned marriage was last night at my place.” Steven related the conversation about marriage and an unwanted pregnancy.
“I agree with you. If I were to fall pregnant the last thing I could face is a lifetime as Mrs Wayne Smith.”
Just then they heard the door and Siobhan came in so they changed the subject.
—----
Things didn’t quite go the way Wayne expected them to. There was no sign of Sharon and Melinda shook her head as if to warn him off when he saw her across the dining room.
Wayne was just tucking into dessert when Mark whats-his-face had started on him and no one gets between Wayne and a good nosh up, especially a free one, without paying the price. Wayne gave him a piece of his mind and the silly sod threatened him. Bad idea. Wayne stood up and saw Pritchard back off but Wayne was having none of it. A swift feint with his left and jab with his right put the bloke on the floor. Wayne then picked him up by the scruff of the neck and whispered a nice little taunt about how Pritchard must have a small dick if he needed to buy a date for the weekend.
Unfortunately Hotel security then became involved and Pritchard made out he’d been the subject of an unprovoked attack. Wayne was escorted to his room, where he noticed no one had tidied up but Sharon’s bags had mysteriously disappeared, then unceremoniously kicked out of the hotel. As Wayne walked to his car he saw Melinda standing with a small suitcase at her feet. Surprisingly she didn’t look upset.
“He’s sent me packing,” she said, “So I’m free for the rest of the weekend as he’s paid in advance and the boys I work for are not the kind who give refunds.”
Wayne smiled to himself. Things were looking up.
—-
Sharon had soon finished putting her stuff away so the three of them went out for a drive to the nearby beach. Getting out of the hotel was a military operation planned to ensure Sharon avoided both Wayne and Mark Pritchard!
Sharon and Siobhan sat in the back of the car so they could talk more easily.
“Nice car” commented Sharon when she had settled in. “Drive on chauffeur’ and both girls laughed.
“Thank you m’lady, I‘m afraid it’s borrowed for the weekend and needs to be returned tomorrow afternoon with a full tank of petrol. My usual transport is more rust than metal.”
Steven found a parking spot near the beach and noticed an ice cream van nearby. Good to her word Sharon bought three ice creams, which they all ate whilst paddling in the shallows. Ice cream in one hand and shoes in the other. Fortunately they’d all changed into beach wear before leaving the hotel. Steven into shorts and a short sleeved shirt whilst the girls both wore short denim skirts and t-shirts. Steven couldn’t help but notice that Sharon had better legs and larger breasts than Siobhan.
By the end of the beach they’d finished their ice creams. Steven and Siobhan were holding hands as they turned to walk back to the car.
“Ow!” Sharon cried out. “I’ve trodden on something sharp”. Steven could see blood appearing in the water around her feet.
He let go of Siobhan’s hand and told her to carefully get out of the water then threw his shoes onto the sand. Crossing his fingers that there was nothing else that would cut his feet he took a step and held out a hand to Sharon then drew her towards him. They ended up facing each other, slightly closer than he first anticipated.
“Can you walk?” He asked after a moment.
“Not really.”
“OK, Put your arm over my shoulder and hold my hand. I’m going to put my other arm around your waist and you can hold that hand or arm to help hold yourself up but try and keep your injured foot off the ground.”
“Are you two enjoying yourself?” Asked Siobhan, standing with her arms folded on the beach.
“We’re just practising for the three legged race that happens tonight once everyone is drunk.” Steven replied. “Let’s get Sharon sat down so I can take a proper look at her foot.”
“Are you into looking at a girl’s feet?” Teased Sharon.
“I only inspect the feet of special people.” That stopped the teasing and he could have sworn that Sharon blushed but that may have been the pain.
Steven supported Sharon a few yards up the beach to the tide line whilst Siobhan looked on then helped her gently to the ground next to a break water. She’d been quite lucky as the cut was along the inside of her foot and not on the weight bearing part. The bleeding had almost stopped. They’d also managed to keep the sand out of the cut.
“My Brother keeps a First Aid Kit in the car. I’ll run and get it then try and patch you up well enough to get you back to the hotel.”
“Can you pick up some water bottles from the ice cream van? It’s thirsty work being injured.”
“Sure, Siobhan, can you help Sharon to keep her foot up like this?”
Steven raised Sharon’s leg and caught a glimpse of some plain white briefs when her short skirt rode up but quickly looked away.
Siobhan swapped places with him and Steven started jogging back to the car. On the way he thought to himself what a fool Wayne must be to mess that girl around.
—
“Did you notice Steve look away just then. I think he got a flash of your panties when he lifted your leg.”
“Really!” Sharon was mortified. “Sorry, I didn’t mean him to…..”
“It’s OK, I know you didn’t do it on purpose.”
“You’re very lucky, Siobhan, to have someone like Steven. I doubt he’d ever slap you around.”
“No. Sometimes I wish he’d be a bit more forceful but at others I’m really glad he isn’t.”
“Are you going to let him take you properly this weekend?”
“Yes, I think I am.”
“Only think?”
“I’m almost certain. Can I ask you a favour?”
“Sure. I owe you and Steven for taking me in and keeping me safe.”
“If I can get Steve to use his mouth on you, can you give me some tips on how to satisfy Steve with my mouth?”
Sharon was taken aback for a moment but suddenly felt excited at the thought of having a decent man between her legs.
“Do you think he’ll agree?”
“He’s a man and I’m certain we can persuade him.’ Siobhan smiled,
—
Steven returned to find the girls deep in conversation. Siobhan had Sharon’s foot resting across her leg. He could have sworn the girls had let their skirts ride up further as they were both giving him a show of their panties as he knelt down. He tried to focus on the job at hand and ignore the vision in front of him, cleaning the wound then putting some antiseptic cream and a dressing on Sharon’s foot.
“That should do until we get back to the hotel.”
“Thank you Steven,” said Sharon seductively. “You really are a Gentleman to look away like that when you got a flash of my panties.”
“Do you like what you see?” asked Siobhan, raising one knee to give him an even better view of her crotch.
There was no point denying anything. “Absolutely, though I think you’re both cruel to tease a man like that. I’m going to have to drive back to the hotel in a less than comfortable state because of you two.”
“Well you’ve earned a treat. If you promise me you’ll be able to perform again later, I’ll see what I can do to help you out.” Siobhan licked her lips.
Steven looked around, that end of the beach was deserted, they were pretty much hidden by the break water and should get plenty of warning of anyone heading their way so he nodded.
“One other thing. I’ve asked Sharon to give me some tips whilst I do this to you but for payback you’ll need to do that cunnie-thing you do with your mouth to her when we get back to the hotel.”
Steven looked from one girl to the other as they awaited his answer. Their faces both looked like a picture of innocence. “Sounds like a great deal if you two are both happy with the bargain.” He said though he wanted to say Hell Yeah!
The girls both smiled and Sharon replied. “Siobhan says you’re good at it and Wayne’s never wanted to go down on me. I like the idea of letting someone I trust not to brag to his mates to do it to me.”
Siobhan told Steven to lay down between them. He did as he was told and Siobhan undid his belt then eased his shorts and briefs down over his rapidly growing penis.
“Mmmmm nice,” said Sharon. “That should fit you perfectly Siobhan.”
Siobhan began by taking Steven in her hand and pulling the skin back and forth a couple of times before leaning forward and licking around the exposed tip then up and down the shaft. Next she put her lips over the end and played her tongue around the glans like she had the previous evening.
“Good, remember only to suck, not blow, or you could literally kill your lover. Now go back to licking Steven’s shaft and try sucking his balls when you get there. Keep working the skin back and forth with your hand, but slowly,” directed Sharon. Siobhan obliged.
“What can you taste?” Sharon asked.
“Steve tastes salty.” Siobhan said
“That’s normal, it’s a warm day and we’ve been out in the sun. If you do this to him after he’s had a shower he may taste of nothing, other than a bit of soap if he’s not rinsed off properly. If we’d been for a swim he would probably taste of the sea. A little bit of fluid has appeared at the tip of his cock. Go and lick it and tell me what it’s like.”
Siobhan did as she was told. “I think I tasted that last night. It’s thicker than water and tastes a bit more salty.” Siobhan went back to working up and down Steven’s shaft.
“That’s his precum. It’s a natural lubricant that comes before Steven’s climax as part of the baby making process. The taste is a bit like semen, the gloopy stuff that shoots out when he comes.
The precum can make you pregnant if you’re not using protection when you have sex, as semen can stay alive for a while after the last time Steven ejaculated. Have you decided where you want him to come? He’ll be getting close to a climax now.”
“Correct.” Steven said.
“I’m going to try letting him come in my mouth but I don’t promise I’ll be able to swallow.”
“Good girl. Swallowing will take practice to time your swallowing with the pulses of his climax otherwise you might gag. Put your mouth back over the end of Steven’s cock but this time make an O shape with your lips and keep your teeth out of the way. That’s it. Take as much of Steven into your mouth as you feel comfortable with then move your lips up and down. Keep working with your hand but in time with your lips to make it feel to Steven like he’s fucking your mouth.
With practice you should be able to take more and more of him into your mouth and in some positions you might actually be able to swallow the end of his cock so he shoots straight down your throat.”
Goodness me Steven thought, Sharon knew a thing or two about how to please a man and it confirmed his suspicion that Wayne was an idiot. Perhaps Wayne hadn’t earned or deserved Sharon’s complete attention.
“Don’t forget to breathe through your nose and try upping the pace a bit. You’ll feel Steven’s cock pulse just before he erupts and he may be able to tell you when he’s coming. If you don’t want to swallow just let him come and if he fills your mouth, release your lips a little and let the juice flow onto his tummy.”
Steven had been looking at the sky taking in the sensations around his cock but raised his head to see Siobhan’s head moving up and down. She was kneeling on his right and had her skirt up and her knickers down slightly. He could see she had her free hand between her own legs. On his left Sharon was sitting facing him but propped up on her left arm and looking to her left, to see what Siobhan was doing. Steven had a lovely view of her right hand inside her knickers rubbing her sex. That sight was enough to push him over the edge.
“Coming.” He managed to say, and he did.
“That’s it, good girl, well done.” Sharon said breathlessly as he upped the pace of the hand in her panties. “My, there’s a lot of that stuff.”
After what seemed an eternity Steven’s cock stopped throbbing. Siobhan released him from her mouth, turned around and spat some of his come out on the grass nearby.
“Mmmm, you’re right, she coughed. It’s a bit stronger than the precum but maybe that’s because there’s much more of it. I think I’ve had saltier meals from the chip shop on a Friday night though.”
Sharon passed her a bottle of water and Siobhan rinsed her mouth out. Then she turned to Steven.
“I don’t think I need to ask if you enjoyed that Steven. The look on your face and the errr… mess on your stomach says it all.”
Steven sat up. “That is, or was, the best I’ve had. Right now though I think I need to clean up so we can get out of here as I see some people making their way along the beach.”
Sharon pulled a tissue from a pocket in her skirt, he wiped his tummy and the end of his cock whilst the girls straightened their underwear and skirts. Steven pulled up his underwear and shorts whilst still hidden from view then stood and helped Siobhan to her feet and kissed her on the lips. He got a slightly salty taste from her and presumed that was down to him. She smiled a slightly goofy smile back at him.
“Can I have a little bit of help here please?” Sharon asked.
Steven turned and half lifted Sharon to her feet then gave her a peck on her cheek. “Thank you teacher,” he said.
Siobhan giggled. “Oh don’t be daft!” Sharon replied, but she definitely blushed. Sharon had managed to put her shoes on and tried putting some weight on her injured foot. “That’s much better but stay close as we have a way to go to get to the car.”
With the water bottles distributed and Siobhan carrying the First Aid kit they started the slow walk back to the car. Sharon was doing OK but used Steven for support. After about 50 yards they encountered a young couple headed in the opposite direction, walking as they had in the shallows.
“Excuse me” Steven called out. “Take care past the breakwater there’s something sharp in the water that’s caused a nasty cut.
“Thanks for the warning,” the girl replied. “We’ll come out of the water when we get nearer. I hope your girlfriend feels better soon.”
Steven was about to put her right when Sharon said. “Don’t bother, we all know the truth.” Steven felt Siobhan’s arm link with his. “Besides, I expect they’re heading for the spot we just vacated.”
The girls kept looking back every so often and sure enough the young couple disappeared behind the break water.