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Day 9 - Sunday
We both awoke late the next morning, enjoying a lazy Sunday snuggled
together under the covers. I was still wearing my lingerie from last
night, so it wasn't long before our cuddles and gentle kisses led to
Nick's hands roaming around my body, gently caressing my soft skin
wherever he could reach it and the small amount of sexy material wherever
I was covered. Sliding my hand down his abs, I quickly came across his
pole, pitching a tent under the covers. I wrapped my hand around him,
gently tugging at him as we kissed.
I wanted more though, and as our lips parted, I began to slide my way
down his body until my pretty lips were level with his tip. I felt him
prop himself up so he could watch me as I snaked my tongue out, licking
my way around his sensitive head, my hair splayed all around me, pooling
into his lap. He had a slightly acrid flavor, likely from being inside
me the night before, but I managed to put it aside in order to focus on
giving him pleasure.
I swallowed him down, sucking at him and reaching my tongue out to
lightly flick across his balls. I could hear him gasp and moan in
contentment, and I knew that I was doing the same, his gratification
becoming mine, loving that he was enjoying what I was doing to him. This
time I decided to pay much more attention to the gentle kisses, licks and
nibbles I ran all the way down his head and shaft, rather than just
sucking him down, and I was rewarded in the sounds he was making, his
hands gently running through my hair and stroking my face.
He came without warning - I had just lifted my lips off him after licking
at his slit, a string of my saliva between us, when he let out a
shuddering gasp, and the first jet of his cum shot up at me, coating my
lips and cheek. I quickly consumed him, not wanting to let another drop
run free, loving the taste of his thick cum laminating the inside of my
mouth. Once he was finished, I scraped as much of it as I could from my
cheek with my finger, sucking it greedily into my mouth before letting my
cleaned finger out with a pop.
"I don't think I'm ever going to get tired of waking up with you,
Alexis." He panted. "Even if that's not an everyday occurrence, just
having you next to me is all I could ever want."
I smiled down at him from where I still kneeled between his legs. "I
feel the same way about you, Nicky. And while I don't know about every
day, I definitely don't see why we can't wake up similar to this on any
days we don't have anywhere urgent to be," I added, naughtily.
He pulled me down to him so that I was laying directly on top of his
chest and we kissed, Nick ignoring the remnants of his cum that remained
on my tongue as he swirled his into my mouth. We lay there for a while
like that, kissing each other hungrily, before I gently pushed myself off
him, needing to make a trip to the bathroom.
We showered together once more, and everything that went along with that,
and he finally shaved, on my insistence that his stubble scratched my
face whenever we kissed. While he did so, I grabbed my outfit for
spending the day at the beach, taking it back into the bathroom to dress
once he was done shaving. Still both naked, we rubbed each other all
over with sunscreen, before I turned to dry my hair, using the brush to
replicate the ringlets that LaShonda had produced in the spa, finding it
a little harder to work the back of my hair at this length, but still
producing a very passable imitation of her work.
Once it was dry, I stepped into my swimsuit, pulling it up my legs and
over my torso, my arms slipping through the straps. A bright fuchsia
color, it was revealing without showing anything. The high-cut waist
actually sat in the middle of my torso, well above the tops of my hips,
where a frogging-detailed thin strap ran from front to back. The
plunging neckline showed a generous amount of the tops of my breasts,
held in place by the built-in bra, and the deeply scooped back led down
to my fully-covered bottom, the tight material pulling my buttocks up
into a more womanly curve, gently hugging the inward curve of my crease.
Knowing it was perhaps a little too revealing for the breakfast room, I
also put on the one pair of Alexis' shorts I had kept, tan-colored, short
and fairly figure-hugging. The cut of the bottom of the swimsuit more
than peeked over the waistband of the shorts, making me look a little on
the slutty side, but I was perfectly fine with that, knowing that, though
others may enjoy it, my display was really for Nick's eyes only.
I had decided to go light on the makeup again, sticking to foundation and
a touch of mascara, but as I rooted through Alexis' makeup bag, I came
across a large tube of fuchsia lipstick that ought to perfectly match my
swimsuit. I opened the cap, disappointed to discover there was barely
anything left. With just enough to coat my lips, I put the tube into my
little shorts pocket, thinking I may be able to hit the shops later and
match the color to find a replacement, and headed back out to the
bedroom. Not wanting to carry a purse with me to the beach, I also
slipped my driver's license, my credit card, my phone and a little cash
into my tiny pockets, while I fended off Nick's advances as he tried to
get a better look at what I was wearing. I slipped on my running shoes,
sockless, and we headed downstairs.
We arrived at the breakfast buffet room just as they were getting ready
to close up, so we filled our plates as quickly as we could with bacon,
eggs, sausages, toast and waffles, and wolfed down our food while the
staff cleaned around us, preparing the room for lunch. Sated, we carried
our towels and sunscreen out to the beach behind the hotel. We found a
reasonably secluded spot, close to the water without being in danger of
having to move should the tide come in more, and I laid down our towels.
"Are you going to be ok here by yourself?" Nick asked.
"I'll be fine," I replied, "Besides, I haven't had a really good
opportunity to work on my tan yet - I want to be nice and golden by the
time we go home so my legs look good in all the short skirts I'll be
wearing. Like you said, it'll be fun watching you fall over a lot too."
I grinned up at him.
Slipping my shorts down my legs, I could feel Nick's eyes on me. "Are
you absolutely sure? I don't mind staying here with you, you know."
"Go!" I laughed, "There'll be plenty of time for you to enjoy my swimsuit
later!"
As he walked across the beach to where his instructor waited with the
three other guys in the class, I could see him repeatedly turn his head
to look back at me. Once again it looked like Kimi had been spot on with
her choice in making me buy this swimsuit! It was certainly attracting
Nick's attention, and the way it was cut was sure to give me a good tan
without being too obscene for the beach.
I lay back on my towel, picking up a book that Nick had brought on
vacation with him, reading a few chapters. Though it was exactly the
kind of book that I would normally enjoy, a gripping action-
adventure/murder mystery novel by an author I'd already read a lot of, I
felt it hard to get into, not enjoying the characterization as much as I
normally would. I slipped a bookmark in between the pages to mark my
place, and focused instead on what Nick was doing.
All the time I had been reading, he and his small class were, I assumed,
going over and practicing what they had learned the day before, lying
face down, flat on a board on the sand, before pressing their hands down
on it to leap into a standing position. As I put my book down, the
instructor was obviously satisfied that they were ready, as they each
picked up their board, walking down to where the Pacific washed against
the island. The five of them waded out a short distance before climbing
on to their boards and paddling out against the tide. The further out
they went, I began to lose track of which of the paddling specks was
Nick, and though I watched them catch a couple of waves, the majority
falling off their board after only a short distance, I started to lose
interest.
I rolled over on my towel on to my front, feeling my breasts groove their
own niches in the sand below as I got comfortable. The sound of the
ocean waves crashing on to the shore, combined with the indistinct voices
around me was very relaxing, and as I began to doze, I smiled at the
sensations my body was reporting to me - the hot sun gently tanning the
skin of my legs, back and arms, the light breeze gusting my hair about,
tickling my shoulders and back, and the tight spandex of my swimsuit
shaping and displaying my butt, the straps gently biting into my
shoulders. The feelings were heavenly, the tightness of the swimsuit
cradling my body just felt so right, and I knew I was smiling to myself
as I drifted away.
I had no idea how much time had passed, but all of a sudden I was woken
out of my reverie by the loud, annoying sound of my phone ringing.
Snorting awake, I rolled on to my side, reaching into the pocket of my
shorts where they lay beside me to retrieve it. I looked at the number,
not recognizing it - 808, Nick had said that was the local area code. I
clicked the button to answer it, and nervously held the phone to my ear.
"Um... hello?" I said, trying to make my voice sound as androgynous as
possible.
"Is this Alexis?" The voice came across the line, female, familiar
somehow, but I couldn't place it.
"Ye-es... who am I speaking to?"
"This is Lieutenant Schlafly of the HPD. We met a couple of days ago?"
"Oh, yes, of course." I replied. I knew they had discovered that we
hadn't packed everything back into Alexis' suitcase, that she was going
to request I return what I had accidentally kept. Still, I did a good
job keeping my voice at as neutral a tone as possible, despite the worry
that I was about to lose what was left of my meager feminine supplies.
Appearing to not notice my hesitation, she continued on.
"Listen Alexis, I spoke with Alexis... sorry, Miss Bailey's parents this
morning. They told me that they didn't want us to go to the expense of
sending her belongings back to them, that the money would be better used
on catching her killer. Normally under these circumstances, we would
just donate everything to a charity, but given your situation... I
thought maybe you would like them?"
My heart was in my mouth, hoping, praying that I was going to hear the
words she had just spoken! After all had seemed so lost, I couldn't
believe I was actually going to get my clothes back! "Yes, of course!"
I breathlessly yelled, "I'd love them, it would make such a difference to
my transition not to have to start over from scratch!"
"I thought you might say that," she replied, "that's why I have them here
with me. I'm in the parking lot of Kaimuki High School; it's not too far
from you. I'm waiting for an informant, but he just called and said he's
been held up, that he's not going to be able to get here for another few
hours yet. I thought in the meantime, I may as well kill two birds with
one stone and return the suitcase to you, if the two of you can get over
here."
"Yes, absolutely! I'll get our car and be right there!"
She gave me directions to the school and I hung up. I looked around for
Nick, so excited I just had to tell him, but I could see he was still in
the middle of his surfing lesson, his small group way out to sea, waiting
for the perfect wave. I really wanted him to be there with me when I
retrieved what were going to be my belongings again, but I knew I didn't
have time to wait until his lesson was over. I decided to leave him a
text message, knowing the first thing he'd do when he saw I was gone
would be to check his phone: "Going 2 get clothes back fm Lt Schlafly!
Kaimuki HS. Back sn. Luv u, A!"
I squeezed back into my tight shorts, still zipping them closed as I ran
back up the beach to the hotel in my excitement to get on the road. I
had left my towel beside Nick's, bringing only my running shoes with me
as I knew I wouldn't be able to drive barefoot. I fairly sprinted
through the hotel to the lobby, my hair flowing and bouncing in a long
stream behind me, until I arrived at the valet desk and, panting from the
exertion and the excitement, asked for our hire car to be brought up from
the garage.
The wait was interminable; I was bouncing from foot to foot, waiting for
my first glimpse of burgundy coming around the corner that would tell me
my car was ready to go. Finally, it was there, the keys in my hand, and
I stuffed a bill into the hand of the valet, not even noticing what
denomination it was. I leapt into the driver's seat, annoyed that I was
held up further by having to adjust the seat and mirrors, and was finally
on the road. Not wanting to be held up by anything, I ensured I stayed
exactly on the speed limit, giving any waiting police cars there may have
been absolutely no reason to hold me up from my destination. Using the
GPS on my phone to guide me, I finally turned into the school parking
lot, pulling up next to the only other car there, an unmarked blue Ford
Mustang, realizing as I did that it was a Sunday, explaining why the
place was deserted. I swung my door open and jumped out of the car, Lt.
Schlafly climbing out of her own car as I did.
"Wow, you got here fast!" She laughed, before her brows suddenly knitted
together. "Oh, is Mr. Swanson not with you?"
"No, he was taking a surfing lesson. He was way out to sea when you
called, and there was no way I was going to wait for him to finish up,
who knows how long that would have taken?" I couldn't keep the excited
smile from my face knowing I was soon going to be reunited with the
clothes I had so quickly grown to love.
"Oh... well, I guess we'd best get Miss Bailey's things back to you
then." She sighed. She pulled the suitcase with the pink smear on the
handle from the backseat of her car, and I gratefully took it from her,
popping the trunk of my own car with the button on the keychain as I did.
"I'm glad things have worked out for the best for you, Miss Tanner. I
know how frustrating it can be when it seems like everything is going
against you."
"Yes, I wasn't exactly at my best these last two days. Still, thanks to
you, and to Alexis' parents, I can get back to normal now, get back to
enjoying what's left of my vacation."
She walked with me around to the trunk of my car, and I lifted it up
before settling the suitcase in place inside it. I turned back to thank
her once more, but catching movement out of the corner of my eye, I was
greeted only with a hard object smashing into my temple. Stumbling
backward, unable to see from the sheer pain, the back of my head slammed
into edge of the open trunk lid and I slid to the ground.
As I felt blood beginning to ooze from where I had hit the back of my
head, unable to move even an inch, I felt arms underneath me, lifting me
up and pushing me into the confinement of the trunk. I heard a snipping
sound, then there was only blackness.
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