Chapter Three

 

The next few weeks passed in a blur for Roger. He revised, studied, took his exams, and then did the same all over again. By the time that the beginning of July arrived, he was finished, all examed out, and with nothing to do until his results came through. He had done nothing in the guest house since his parents’ return from their post-Easter break, and every now and again thought about Sue, and her sexy frown, without doing anything about it. Time enough for girls when he was ready, and now the time had come to relax. He found himself at the bandstand more and more often, hoping that Sue’s awful orchestra would be there, but each time he came away disappointed. Then one Thursday evening, he heard the familiar strains of off music, and knew that she would be there. Roger stood on the top level, just as before, and was immediately rewarded with a big smile from Sue playing her cornet on the lower level. She immediately played a bum note, and Mr. Thomas the conductor shot Sue a filthy look.

‘Can’t think why he did that to Sue’, Roger contemplated. ‘They’re all playing rubbish, why pick on her when she plays just one off note.’

Roger showed his devotion by staying until the end, concentrating on Sue’s frowning as she concentrated on her playing, and then it was over the road to the same hotel bar as before, again being rewarded with a terrible look as he took her away.

‘Had much practice over the last few weeks?’ he asked, as they settled in the same window seat with their drinks.

‘Well, the band has been away on three trips, but I haven’t gone, what with my studies, but we have another trip planned for next week.’

‘Where to?’ asked Roger.

‘There’s a band festival in Ostend, Belgium, and we’re going. I don’t suppose…?’

‘What, would you like me to come along for the ride? As a kind of groupie?’

‘Only if you’re not doing anything better,’ replied Sue.

‘Let’s put it this way. I feel as if I am due a break, after all the studying, and mum has been telling me to get away and relax for the summer, so, yes, if I wouldn’t be in the way, I would love to come.’

Sue’s face lit up instantly. It wasn’t only Roger who had been looking at her body, Sue had been speculating about what it would be like to get very close and intimate with this very attractive young man, with his six pack being obvious when he wore tight-fitting shirts. It didn’t take much for Sue to imagine what it would be like to have Roger’s prick deep inside her, fucking away until she climaxed. Sex had been just satisfactory until now, she knew it could be a lot better, having spoken with some of her very closest friends. Yes, she had enjoyed the odd climax, but nothing earth shattering that she had read about in books and magazines. She had been just a little disappointed so far, wondering if that was the sum extent of her sexual satisfaction. Roger represented a way to discover more, a way to appreciate what a great union it could potentially be. She wanted more from a relationship than just sex, she wanted satisfaction.

Roger felt really good that he was able to elicit such a response from Sue, little knowing what she had been thinking.

‘What’s the sleeping arrangements?’ he asked, with a big grin.

‘Cheeky.’ Sue slapped his arm, playfully, but with some strength. ‘I usually share with Angela, but she’s not going this time, and I know that Mr. Thomas needs help with the instruments and driving, so you could make yourself useful as well as enjoying the break with me.’

‘Sounds like a plan to me.’

Sue was amazed to see Mr. Thomas and the fat euphonium player enter the bar, nod to both of them, and then sit down at an adjacent table. She had never known either of them to socialise with any of the band members previously, and when the barman served the other men their drinks, two more came over to Sue and Roger. She was even more amazed. Both Roger and Sue raised their glasses in thanks. After a couple of minutes, Mr. Thomas asked if he and his companion might join them. Without waiting for the answer, they came and sat down. The euphonium player was even bigger than he had initially appeared on the stage of the bandstand, and could easily have sat on two chairs, not the one. Roger watched him intently to see if he broke the chair.

‘So, young man, what’s your name, then?’ asked Mr. Thomas.

‘Roger. I understand you’re off to Belgium next week, and could do with a driver come gofer.’

‘Correct. Fancy putting yourself forward?’ came the reply, Mr. Thomas knowing full well that Roger already knew about the trip.

‘What’s the terms?’

‘A free holiday, with some work thrown in.’

The fat euphonium player had previously not spoken, but then said ‘I’ll make sure that you have a good time, as you can share a room with me.’

Roger was surprised at the high, almost female voice that had come out from such a large body.

‘No thanks, I snore, and prefer to sleep alone. A single room’s okay for me, as I also like to get out running and exercising a lot.’ Roger paused, looking at the big man’s huge stomach. ‘I don’t want to lose my six pack.’

Mr. Thomas turned to the big man. ‘Anyway, Cedric,’

Roger could not help himself, he laughed, and was immediately rewarded with a kick from Sue, and a filthy look from Mr. Thomas, who continued ‘I will want you to help me a lot with the band arrangements and everything, so it’ll be better if Roger has his own room.’

Sue said ‘who am I sharing with?’

‘No-one. The hotel has twelve single rooms, and we’ve taken them all. The rest are small doubles, so Cedric will have a small double on his own, as I will. As leader, I always insist that I have a room to myself, one of the perks. Roger, can you play a musical instrument, or will you just be making yourself handy?’

‘I can play the piano, which is no good in a silver band, I know, and I have learned to play a basic guitar. I am sure that I could pick up something if I really tried, but I am not up to your high standards.’

Sue kicked him, but not as hard this time.

‘Oh well,’ continued Roger, I’ve had a long day, time to go home. Coming?’ he asked Sue.

They made their farewells arranging to meet the next day to make travel arrangements, complete insurance forms, and for Roger to provide them with a copy of his passport and driving licence.

Roger knew that Sue lived about half an hour’s walk away, and said

‘It’s a lovely night, fancy walking back?’

‘Yes, but how will you get back from my place. It’s quite a walk, both ways.

‘Doesn’t bother me, I will run back for the exercise.’

They walked, hand in hand, not saying much, content in each other’s company, and then Roger guided Sue to a bench that faced directly onto the beach. They gazed into the distance on the fine clear night, the moon shining, the stars out, his arm round her, and it wasn’t long before they were kissing passionately. Sue was not inexperienced, having had sex with several young men previously, but she had been out of a relationship for some months, as she was particularly fussy who she went out with, let alone slept with. They became oblivious to their surroundings, uncaring who saw, but after a while the hard bench became too much, and Roger guided Sue onto the beach, by the breakers, so they were partially sheltered from passing eyes.

Before they sat down on the soft sand, Roger took off his shirt so Sue had something to sit on. He sat on the beach, expecting her to join him immediately, and was surprised when she took off her uniform jacket, and then skirt.

‘Don’t want to get them creased and dirty, now do I’ Sue said, running her tongue round her lips provocatively. ‘Makes life a lot easier all round this way.’

She carefully placed them on the beach, and then, staring down at him, she took off her bra. He could see her erect nipples in the moonlight standing out, just longing for his attention, but before he reached up, Sue said ‘all good things are worth waiting for.’ She then laced her thumbs inside the edges of her red patterned panties, and slowly eased them down. Roger gasped in anticipation, as he saw her light brown fluffy pubic hair for the first time. ‘Glad you like what you see’, said Sue slowly. ‘I’ve some really dirty thoughts in mind.’

Roger reached up to stroke her lovely body, but she gently slapped his hand away. Sue then opened her legs, ever so slightly, and the light of the moon played over her hands as her right one went between her legs, opening her gap so he could look up and see. Sue then started revolving her fingers of her left hand gently inside, and he could see the wetness. She then walked over, so as he looked up he could see everything. Sue gently lowered herself onto his willing mouth, and he worked his tongue, assisting her willing fingers. She moaned in pleasure, as her climax got ever closer, and before he had the chance to stop and make the pinnacle even more delicious she shuddered, stopped, and then jerked all over again. Without saying anything, Sue then lay down alongside Roger.

‘Your turn now, big boy.’

She stared into his eyes as she used both hands to undo his trousers belt, and then zip, and he needed no telling that she required some assistance for them to be removed completely. He was on his back, and Sue lowered herself onto his huge prick, very slowly, so she could gain the maximum pleasure from the very first time that she was to have him. This had been well worth the wait. She was a very slow mover, up and down his shaft, every time almost, but not quite, allowing him to exit her hole, his prick glistening with her juices in the moonlight. She made it last for a whole ten minutes, the pleasure so exquisite for both of them. She could barely contain herself, because she had barely come down from the climax she had achieved with his tongue, but she could feel that he was getting closer, so she allowed herself to think of nothing else, but concentrate on her own selfish climax. Then she was there, hair swinging from side to side as her body could barely cope with the intensity of the climax, and without her realising it, he had spent himself deep inside her willing and able love box. After a few seconds, she became aware of her surroundings, kissed him full on the lips, and slid off his manly chest.

‘Wow’. He said

‘Wow,’ she also said.

They lay alongside each other for at least three minutes, the hot sweat slowly evaporating, until they realised that they were both getting chilly in the cool evening air. Neither said anything else, and then Roger got up, lowered his hands to assist Sue, and she was there in his arms, standing as close to him as she possibly could. He ran his hands over her body, for the feel of it, then bent down to collect her clothing.

‘I suspect you’ll do a better job than me of dressing you’ he said with a grin. Sue smiled provocatively back, dressing herself without assistance, which Roger also did, but a lot quicker. Arm in arm, still as close as possible, they walked back off the beach to the path. They both wanted the night to last as long as possible, but all too soon they were at her house she shared with her parents.

‘See you tomorrow?’

‘Yes, please’, Sue eagerly replied, no pretence at being shy and wishing to keep her distance.

‘Ring you in the morning’.

Roger took longer than necessary on the return journey home to the b&b, he had a lot to think about.