“Well, other than the two nights you have church services, you could tell your parents you’re staying late for more computer training. You’ve learned so much that you could easily prove to them that you know your stuff.” Building up my enthusiasm, I took both of her hands in mine. “Then maybe once per week we both leave work early and I drive us to the next town where we could see a movie or have a romantic dinner. Then I could drive you back home and drop you off at your usual bus stop.”
I could see she thought this idea had some merit. She was smiling and nodding her head as I spoke. Squeezing both my hands, she said, “Since I have three free nights, maybe we could have two dates per week?”
“That would be even better, and it would only be for these remaining weeks, so hopefully your parents wouldn’t get suspicious.”
We discussed it through the rest of our lunch break and settled on a schedule we thought would work. That night, she let her parents know that with so little time left, she wanted to cram in as much free computer training as she could. Luckily, they agreed and we began our secret romance.
The first week was wonderful. One evening we caught the summer blockbuster movie, and on the next date, we had a nice candlelit dinner at a small, intimate restaurant. After each date, we took some time to park in a secluded area and smooch and fondle each other. Since it was summer, it was too sunny to do anything riskier than rubbing boobs and crotches through our clothes. After every date, I had to jerk off and relieve my stress once I returned home. I imagined Lisa was just as frustrated.
During our second week of dating, Lisa relayed the wonderful news that she had gotten her period and our pregnancy scare was over. That same week, our company announced that the following Monday was a special office holiday and that everyone would get the day off with pay. As soon as I heard this, I went looking for Lisa.
“I have an idea about next week’s day off,” I began. If you don’t tell your parents about it, they’ll assume you’re working and we could have the entire day together. I’d pick you up at the bus stop and we could head over to the big amusement park. It’s only about an hour’s drive. Then, if you’re willing, I could get us a hotel room where we could finally have some privacy.”
It was a lot for her to process all at once. Lying to her parents, getting a hotel room, and keeping secrets, were scary for her. But I would not push. This was an open offer that she could easily refuse.
“Oh, wow,” she replied, that’s a lot. I mean, it all sounds like fun, but it’s not without risk.”
I watched as she considered the possible risks and rewards. I imagined her strict upbringing was at war with the natural rebelliousness of a teenager. But she also knew our time was short and that this might be the only opportunity to take our relationship farther.
“Okay,” she finally said. “Let’s do it!”
We managed to get through the week without any stress, and both of us looked forward to Monday. The weather was forecasted to be great, and the park was not expected to be crowded. I splurged and made a reservation at a luxury hotel for our date and paid extra for a noon check-in time. If we were to pull this off, I’d need to have her home by eight o’clock to mimic a normal workday and the extra hours of training. So I wanted to be able to use the hotel room as long as possible.
Monday rolled around and as planned, I picked her up near her bus stop. She was wearing her usual office attire but after climbing into my car she pulled some casual clothes out of her bag and through a series of moves that would’ve impressed a gymnast, she managed to change her outfit completely. I had a hard time keeping my eyes on the road as various parts of her body were exposed. Once dressed, she wore a creamy white halter top without a bra and short denim cutoffs. She’d swapped her dress shoes for sandals, and for a moment, I thought of skipping the amusement park entirely.
“That outfit looks great!” I said in amazement. “I didn’t think your parents would let you wear stuff that sexy.”
“Oh, they don’t,” she said. “If they saw me in this, I’d be grounded for a year. No, I borrowed this outfit from one of my girlfriends. She knows about today and is sworn to secrecy.”
We hit the park and managed to find a decent parking spot. Being a workday, the park wouldn’t get busy until later. As we walked to the entrance, I couldn’t help but admire the bounce and sway of her unrestrained breasts. Just in the short distance we covered, I could see her nipples responding to the friction of the fabric rubbing against them. I made a mental note to make sure we tried at least one of the wet rides.
We spent the next several hours hitting every major attraction. The log flume was as wet as I expected, and I was delighted to see how transparent her halter became once it was soaked. Her nipples and areolas were on full display and from what I could see, she was not embarrassed in the least. She was beautiful and self-confident enough to enjoy her assets. As we walked around holding hands, I felt honored to be with her.
Having exhausted the main attractions, we took a break and had a quick lunch in the park. It was cool in the shade and we both had fun people-watching. Checking the time, I realized it was a little later than I expected, so I felt we needed to get moving.
“It’s a little after noon,” I said. “The park is great fun and if you’d prefer to spend the rest of the day here then I’m fine with that. But if you’d like some snuggle time, we can head over to the hotel. It’s attached to the park and only a five-minute drive.”
This was a big moment and I held my breath waiting to see what she’d say. I truly had no specific goal in mind for the rest of the day. I mainly wanted to be alone with her and maybe elevate our petting to the next level. There’s only so much we could manage parked in my car, and the hotel would be a significant upgrade in privacy.
“Today has been great so far,” she began. “I’ve never been to an amusement park before, or gone dancing, or done anything most people get to do. So if this was all we did, it would still be the most wonderful day. But with my time at work ending, and realizing I’ll soon never see you again, I think I want to go to the hotel to spend a few hours without the world intruding. Can we go now?”
“Yeah, I would like that,” I replied. “Every moment is precious, and I want to spend as much as I can with you.”
Her face lit up with the most brilliant smile and she kissed me on the lips. It was at that moment I realized I’d fallen for her, even though our situation was impossible. As we walked back to my car, my brain churned trying to find a solution. But no brilliant answer sprung forth, and I had to accept the dismal reality that some things were just not possible.
We quickly reached the hotel and walked up to the front desk. This was a four-star hotel and the superb experience began the moment you entered the lobby. From the thick carpeting and fine furniture to the huge crystal chandeliers and the soft classical music playing in the background, you were enveloped in luxury. I had rarely stayed in such a facility, and I imagined this was entirely new to Lisa.
‘Hello sir, madam, welcome to the Park Towers,” said the smartly dressed woman behind the plush counter. “How may we be of service today?”
“Hi, we have a reservation for one night under the name Sanders,” I replied.
She efficiently ran my name through her system and said, “Ah yes, here it is. A party of two for one night in our grand suite. Is this correct?”
“Yes, correct,” I replied.
I saw Lisa’s eyes widen at the mention of a grand suite. I saw her mouth silently form the word ‘what?’ expressing her surprise and disbelief.
“And I see you have only the one bag sir?” the clerk asked pointing at the leather duffle I was carrying.
“Yes, just the one bag. My wife and I travel light and since we’re only visiting the amusement park this trip, we’re keeping things casual. And I won’t need assistance from a bellhop this visit, thank you.”
I saw the clerk’s eyebrow raise at the word ‘wife’ and I imagined she wasn’t buying a word of what I was selling. But ever the professional, she simply handed me the room key and a few brochures.
“I hope you and your, ah, wife have a pleasant stay with us. If there is anything the hotel can do to enhance your experience, please don’t hesitate to let us know.”
She gestured to the next guest in line, and I realized we’d been dismissed. I took Lisa’s hand and we walked to the bank of glass elevators.
“I almost cracked up when you called me your wife,” Lisa giggled. “And you booked us a suite? How romantic.”
“If this is to be our only time together, it needs to be special. And I always want things for you to be special. As for calling you my wife, I know that was silly, but I wanted to have a little fun with the clerk.”
We reached the fortieth floor and walked down the plushly carpeted hallway to our room. Huge vases of fresh flowers were set every twenty feet, filling the air with a wonderful scent. Next to our doorway was a gold plaque inscribed ‘Grand Suite B’. I opened the heavy door and we stepped into the large space.
The suite was easily three times the size of a standard room. The sleeping quarters had a king-sized bed with an enclosed bath and a separate dressing area. The floor of the main room was sunken, and all the furniture faced the 30-foot wall of floor-to-ceiling windows. The room overlooked the water park and beyond that, the huge Ferris wheel. It was impressive.
Lisa ran to the windows and stood gazing at the spectacular view. I walked up behind her and placed my hands around her waist and kissed her neck.
“The view from here is spectacular,” she squealed. “I don’t think I’ve ever been this high up before. The park looks entirely different from here.”
“Yeah, this is pretty sweet,” I replied. “I’ve never stayed here before, but I’ve been told it’s worth the expense.”
I left her at the window while I walked to the phone and ordered a bottle of expensive champagne to be sent up. I also ordered a bowl of strawberries and some fudge sauce for dipping. I wanted to go all out and make this an afternoon she would never forget.
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