Her Vacation - Sex Stories

Her Vacation

... you might like some privacy." He joined her at the table and they began to eat in silence. Suddenly she was hit with panic. What should she say? What should she do? How to start? She didn't even know his name. Just then he stuck his hand across the table, "I'm Josh, it truly is a pleasure to meet you." She took the offered hand and struggled to remember her own name, "Sue... my name is Sue." "Are you feeling better?" he asked with a serious tone in his voice. "Feeling better, I feel fine... what are you talking about," she asked. "You don't remember falling off my horse as we crossed the creek and hitting your head?" If he was making this up he was doing a great job. "No, I remember taking a shower outside on the deck," was her response. "Shower, on the deck," he asked. "I don't have a shower on the deck, but that's not a bad idea." The wheels of his mind began to turn with thoughts of an outdoor shower. Now she was confused. Had their entire encounter been a dream? Was she losing her mind, or was he? The silence was broken when he spoke, "I brought you in and got you out of those wet clothes and went to make some coffee. I wasn't sure if you were unconscious or just sleeping, but when you started talking in your sleep I knew you would be okay, and assumed you would be hungry when you woke up." He was serious, and she was losing her mind. As they finished breakfast silently she began to wonder where the dream had come from. He began to clear the table and motioned with his ...

... head, "the bathroom is through that door, there are clean towels on the shelf. Feel free to make yourself at home, I've laid out what I thought you might need." She entered the bathroom and saw a huge old fashioned claw foot tub, a table with a tooth brush, tooth paste, a razor, a variety of soaps, shampoos and lotions. There was also a blueberry scented candle and a vase with a single red rose. This was nothing short of perfect. She lit the candle and began to run a bath. The thought of soaking in a tub of hot water seemed like the perfect way to clear her mind. As the tub filled, she thought back to the memory of the outdoor shower. Is it possible that it was just a dream? She shook her head and decided not to think about it, but as she lowered herself into the water, his hands on her body was all she could think about. Those thoughts combined with the hot water caused a warm sensation to build between her legs. As she began to wash her body her excitement continued to grow. The warmth turned into a tingle, the tingle turned into need, and the need turned into desire. She found her hands going beneath the water to gently touch herself. Her eyes closed, her head reclined against the edge of the tub, and she delicately teased her lips apart to explore her favorite play ground. She held her breath and tensed her legs, her ankles hooked on the edge of the tub. With thoughts of him flashing in her mind she quickly felt the sensation for which she longed. She was amazed, she had ...