Our Weekend Away: Short Story

Driving up the bumpy puddle-ridden lane, with the storm-like rain lashing the car hard, I turn to face Heather. Her face was one of pure concentration as she does her best to navigate the car through the awful driving conditions.

I wanted to offer my help, but there was nothing I could do, other than sitting tight and hoping that the holiday home was close.

We are in the middle of the countryside, with no nearby towns, so a breakdown would have been a complete disaster. This is what we were looking for when we booked this weekend away. We wanted to be completely alone with each other. Alone, with no distractions, so we could really get to know each other and have some fun!

We’d met only a few months ago through friends. After hitting it off and having some fantastic dates, she decided we should go away. I wasn’t going to argue with her. She planned everything, paid for it all, and packed all the stuff we needed. The girls a keeper!

“Mark, look over there. There's a house in the distance.” Heather squints and points.

“Must be the place,” I reply with excitement. Pleased that we wouldn’t have to be in the car for much longer in this weather.

Flipping down the passenger mirror, I check my hair to ensure I’m looking good. A few strands out of place but my man bun was looking good! Heather and I are yet to solidify the relationship by having sex, but I knew this weekend was my opportunity to get lucky and I wanted to make sure I looked good for her.

“Don’t worry beautiful, you're looking as fine as ever!” Heather blurts out as she turns the car into the holiday home driveway.

“Thanks, babe. I do want to grab a shower when we get in,” I reply with a smile.

I found myself really falling for her. My previous lovers had all been really uptight about the way I liked to keep myself looking sharp. Many of them complaining that I’m more girly, with my looks than them. Heather, on the other hand, loved that I looked after my skin, hair, body, and face.

We park up outside and both gaze out of the rain-covered windows at the holiday home we’d be calling home this weekend.

“That'll do,” Heather beams as she turns the key, as the car's engine gives a little rattle and comes to a stop.

“Deffo!” I smile as calm fills the car, with the engine off and the rain pattering down on the roof.

“Here are the keys,” She says as she holds them out to me. “I know you want to jump the shower, Mark. I will grab the bags and put the kettle on if you like?”

“Awesome, thanks, babe!” I exclaim as I eagerly swipe the keys from her hand. “Are you sure you don’t want any help with the bags though?”

Heather pushes open her car door. She swings her head back to look at me. Her shoulder-length glossy black hair flicks around her face. She gives me a grin as she swipes the hair from her face. As I get a small waft of air, from her hair flicking across her face, I smell her sweet perfume.

She must be thinking the same thing about this weekend! I think to myself and smile.

“Yeah, I’ve got it,” She grins.

Mapping out my route from car to door, to minimize how wet I’d get in the rain, I throw open the car door and dash for the house. The rain hits me like a blanket as the wind almost blows me to the floor. I lean into the wind, my face taking a lashing, and run to the door as quick as I could.

I breathe a sigh of relief as I pat my hair and find that I’d only got a little damp.

Slotting the key into the door, I burst into the holiday home to find myself greeted by the comforting smell of clean linen and baked cakes. Carelessly throwing the keys down on the entrance table with a crash, I start searching around the place. Ahead of me was a small closet, to my left was a stunning countryside-style living area with a country kitchen and to my right, was a beautifully decorated master bedroom with an en-suite.

Walking into the bedroom, I start removing some of my clothing. Gently placing my designer gear on the massive king-sized bed. Trying my best to apricate my current situation, I stand bare-chested in the room and grin like a mad man.

“Gorgeous woman, check,” I say to myself “Amazing surroundings, check. The entire weekend, undisturbed to enjoy it, check!”

I could not believe how lucky I’d been meeting her! It was like something out of a fairy tale. I Pinched my bare shaved chest to ensure it wasn’t a dream because it was deffo too good to be true.

Opening the En-suite door, I’m continued to be amazed by this stunning holiday home. A freestanding tub in the center of the bathroom. Surrounded by bright blueish-grey slate tiles. Against the back wall, a large walk-in rainfall shower with a bamboo floor. Just what I needed!

“Just what the doctor ordered,” I cheer as I slip off my underwear and throw it thoughtlessly to the floor.

Allowing the shower to run and warm-up, I hear Heather heave all the bags into the bedroom.

“You, ok?” I question as I lovingly gaze at my own reflection in the bathroom mirror.

“Yes!” she shouts back through the closed door. “Take your time and enjoy your shower!”

At her request, I take my time in the shower. I enjoy the gentle patter of the rainfall showerhead as lather up my almost hairless body. Getting into every part of my body to ensure I was perfect for Heather. I even let my hair down and gave it a good shampoo.

The room becomes full of steam as I turn the shower off and wrap one of the luxuriously soft towels around my waist. Wringing any excess water from my long brown hair, I allow it to causally sway around as I move. My hair had gotten extremely long, even for me. Reaching easily to my shoulder blades. Down, like it was now, it did look extremely feminine, but up in a man bun, it looked fantastic!

Drying myself down, I hear movement and frantic banging and movement from the bedroom.

“Heather, you ok?” I question as I walk towards the door.

“Totally!” she breathlessly answers back.

I reach for the door handle to go check on her, but I’m stopped in my tracks.

“Mark, Don’t come out yet!” She cries. “Before you come out, I want to know if you are into this relationship as much as I am?”

I hold my hand on the steam-drenched door handle, as I find myself stunned by her question.

“Mark, I really want this relationship to continue, but I want to know that there is no judgment between us and that you are as into me as I am you!” Heather continues nervously speaking at a quickened pace.

I stand frozen at the door. My hand dripping with condensation from the door handle. Hearing those words coming from her mouth was like heaven on earth for me. I’m totally into this! I want to scream that at the top of my voice! She couldn’t do anything to persuade me otherwise that what we have going on is anything less than amazing!

My heartbeat races, my breathing becomes heavy, and I feel a surge of adrenaline surge across my body. With one long breath out, I turn the door handle and swing open the door. Ready to lovingly embrace my lady!

“Hi,” Heather playfully greats me as she sits crossed-legged on the bed.

My mouth drops to the floor with lust as I take in what’s she wearing. She is scantily clad in the sexiest lingerie I’d ever seen on a woman. Her red and black corset giving her a perfect hourglass figure, her tits pushed out and looking massive. Her sexy long legs crossed and clad in fishnets looked good enough to eat! Then I saw the massive black gloss heels. Those killer heels almost looked like something out of a porno!

“Hey girl!” I beam with a smile as I casually lean against the door frame. “Now tell me sexy. Why wouldn’t I have been into this?” I question her as I feel a semi rise up under my towel.

Heather doesn’t answer as she just smiles back at me.

She slowly and sensually uncrosses her leg. Raising it up high and playful. As she brings her plants her heel on the floor, leaving her legs wide open, that’s when I see it!

My eyes grow wide, and I’m left speechless.

Her face turns bright red, and her expression is one of worry, as she reacts to me.

“Mark?” She meekly asks. “Are you still into this?”

Still speechless, my semi now seemingly running for the hills, I can’t stop myself from staring directly at the package between her legs.

“You….,” I pause as I look at the torment on her face. “You….. you…. used to be a man?”

Heather instantly turns her face away and quickly closes her legs in a clear feeling of shame for her body.

“That’s right and now, you hate me!” She cries.

My heart sinks as I hear her start to sob. I didn’t want her to think that! I didn’t want her to think that at all! I rush to sit down on the bed next to her. My towel falling to the floor as I do.

“Heather!” whisper gently as I put my hand on one of her tightly closed legs.

She was shaking as she sobbed.

“Heather, look at me,” I ask.

I get no response from her as wipes tears from her face.

I didn’t care what she used to be. All I care about is her being in my life and wanting to be in mine! I knew what I had to do to show her how into her I am!

I slide off the bed and kneel before her. She turns to look at me and her expression turns from sadness to one of intrigue. Softly placing a hand on each one of her knees, I slowly split her legs apart. The entire time I look up at her with a reassuring smile.

“Mark?” She asks with a sniff.

I say nothing in response. I focus my mind on her penis and how I’m going to show her how much I like her. I’d never sucked a cock before, but I was sure that I was going to do my best. For her! I reach in with my left hand a give her modest-sized cock a stroke.

A smile appears on her face as I do.

Encouraged by her reaction. I push myself closer, causing her legs to split apart further. I bring my mouth closer to her completely hairless crotch. The smell of her perfume filling my noise as my excitement builds.

Wrapping my fingers around her, I start to pump her cock until it grew. She lets out a groan as I do.

“Mark, are you sure you want this? I’d understand if you didn’t” She says as I continue pumping her now completely erected cock.

I look up at her with the biggest grin I could.

“Heather, I’m into this!”

Before she has time to react or talk further, I guide her now sizable shaft into my salivating mouth. I do my best to fit as much of her in my mouth as the salty-sweet taste coats my tongue.

She lets out a massive moan of pleasure and relief as I glide my face up and down her shaft. I couldn’t believe how much I was enjoying myself. My cock now completely erect as I continue sucking her like a lollipop.

He reaches behind me as I feel her long nails dig into the back of my head. She starts pushing holding me and pushing herself deeper into my mouth. I do my best to stop myself gagging as her tip reaches the back of my mouth.

Her cock was pulsating like mad with pleasure and before I knew it a huge grunt of pleasure filled my ears and the room. She unloaded her sicky, salty load into the back of my throat. I choked but I’m unable to pull away as her hand stops me. The only option I have is to swallow her load down.

This is perfect! I want this! I want her!