Colleen and Nathan's First Time

"What about the room service waiter?"

"Don't worry about him," she said with a wry grin. He wondered what had happened to his shy, sedate Colleen. Not that he minded, of course.

Totally spent, they slept for a couple of hours. Then they tried the hot tub again. Colleen discovered that if she faced outward and placed her arms on the edge of the tub, the jets would give her breasts a tingling massage, while at the same time, the lower one would send a stream between her legs.

Nathan found a set that would swirl around his cock. Hard again, he moved behind her as she was writhing in ecstasy, and plunged into her pussy in an aquatic reverse cowboy position. It was dinner time. Nathan called room service and ordered prime rib, stuffed potatoes, asparagus with hollandaise sauce, and a Grand Marnier crème brulee for dessert. And a bottle of Pinot Noir.

"Wow, an underage wine connoisseur!" "Actually, I just Googled 'wine with red meat,' " he grinned. Pretentiousness was not in his nature.

There was a knock on the door. "Room service."

Nathan cringed and tried to make himself small. Colleen, stark naked, pasted a big smile on her face and pulled the door open. The waiter's eyes bulged and his mouth hung open.

He was a college student, about twenty years old. He tried to avert his eyes, but they kept swinging back to focus on her. "Uh, uh, w-where do you want this?"

"Over by the window, please." This forced him to walk all the way across the long room. He turned, staring at her the whole way, and tried to make a hasty retreat. "Wait a minute," she called. Turning her back on him, swinging her hips provocatively, she walked over to her purse that was on the floor. With her legs slightly spread, she bent over, giving him a perfect beaver shot. She walked back and handed him a ten dollar tip. No longer making any attempt to look away, he boldly stared at her. When he left, he had a huge tent in his pants.

"You little minx! When did you become an exhibitionist?"

"Just now. He couldn't take his eyes off my boobs." She shook her shoulders and her breasts jiggled in his face.

"Me either." He took a nipple in his mouth and nibbled it with his teeth, then reluctantly backed away. "We better eat before it gets cold."

After dinner, Colleen, still naked, pushed the room service tray out into the hallway. A middle-aged couple happened by at the same time. The man gawked at her, unable to pull his eyes away. His wife jerked him away and in a huff, led him down the hall. She came back into the room giggling.

"Want to watch a dirty movie?" Nathan asked, not sure what her reaction would be.

"You mean a porn flick? Sure, I've never seen one before." He dialed up the hotel's pay-per-view and they propped their pillows up on the headboard and settled back to watch it. As he film got underway, her eyes got bigger and bigger. "Wow! That's sooo hot! Everything looks really different when you see it from that perspective."

When the movie got to a particularly graphic scene, she tugged on his arm. "Let's try it, we haven't done that before." Nathan stretched out on his back and she straddled him in the classic sixty-nine position. As his cock was pointing right at her, she began to lick him, starting from the crown and working toward the base. She gently drew one of his balls into her mouth. He was enchanted by the view of her pussy from underneath. Gravity elongated her petal-like lips, and he ran his tongue over both sides of each one, before plunging it as deep as it would go into her vagina.

She squirmed on top of him as he ran lazy circles around the head of her clit. He nibbled with his lips, before sucking it into his mouth. Her hands and mouth were equally busy on his cock. Again, they came at the same time. He filled her mouth with his fluid and she flooded his face with hers.

Satiated, exhausted, they pulled the covers over themselves and slept, spoon fashioned, until morning.

When they woke in the morning, she looked lovingly at him. "I want to wake up every day with you beside me. " "I guess we'd better get married then."

"Okay." Then she did a double-take. "You're serious, aren't you."

"Wait right there a minute." He clambered out of bed and sauntered over to his suitcase. She noted that he really did have a great ass. After rummaging around for a minute, he handed her a square velvet box, and dropped down on one knee. "Will you marry me, Colleen?"

She opened the box and stared at a two carat square cut blue sapphire with a simple prong setting, mounted on a plain white gold band. "It matches your eyes," he said, slipping it on her finger.

Speechless for a moment, she just stared at the sparkling stone. "Holy shit, I'm marrying a jewel thief," she cried and threw her arms around his neck.

"I take it that's a yes, then?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" She covered his face with kisses. Then putting on a serious face, she put her forehead against his. "So okay, Slick, where'd you get the rock?"

"Actually, it was my grandmother's. I had it reset for you."

"So when? How?"

"You don't care about a big wedding, do you?"

Pointing an index finger into her open mouth, she made retching noises. "Gag! Barf! God no! I'd probably be the worst Bridezilla you ever saw."

"Good. Let's get dressed, I have a plan."

They attacked their suitcases, each pulling out clothes the other had never seen. Colleen put on a pair of bell bottom with white lace at the cuffs that she had made herself from regular jeans, topped with a beautifully embroidered peasant blouse.

Nathan donned his first real pair of Levi's, and a polo shirt topped with a light leather jacket. He traded his high tops for a pair of Sperry Docksiders. He kept the pony tail.

They ditched school that Monday and went down to the courthouse to get a license. They corralled a judge and got him to perform a simple ceremony. When he asked if they had rings, Nathan reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of thin white gold bands with a infinity knot tied into them.

They slipped them on each other's finger.

"Forever, Colleen."

"Forever, Nathan."