Balcony chat

The erotic hotel night may have cooled down now but the two were still enjoying their time together as late it may have been. Mark stood out on the balcony in just his briefs, feeling the cool but not cold air hit his skin, checking out the incredible view down below.

Hearing the sliding glass door open, he peered backwards to see Tiffany coming outside to join him. He could still see her naked body from underneath the silky white robe that she hadn’t bothered to tie up.

“You really outdid yourself this time,” she smiled, coming to stand next to him.

His eyes did a double, going from her beautiful face to the generous amount of cleavage poking through and finally down to her shaved vagina that was now in recovery mode.

“You mean, you did,” he said, checking out her body still.

“I was talking about organising the hotel, you goose,” she smirked, closing the silky gown for a second to stop him from staring.

As he laughed, she let go of it, giving him another view of her naked body.

“I’m just happy it was me that you chose to spend tonight with,” she explained to him.

He smiled back at her, “I know we’ve been through a lot Tiff but fuck I’m just so happy that we’re still as close as what we are now, I couldn’t do life without you.”

Hearing him admit that, she looked a little sad, avoiding his eyes and almost pouting away.

“I feel the same way,” she eventually replied.

After replying, Tiffany’s face dropped as she sighed heavily, breathing in deeply.

“Hey, it’ll be alright, that’s what holidays and mid semester breaks are for,” Mark said with a cheery smile, “Not like we won’t see each other at all next year.”

There was a pause in conversation. Mark could hear the light breeze of the wind, Tiffany still hadn’t replied.

“Look, I’ve got to tell you something,” she said softly with an apologetic look on her face.

Mark didn’t understand. What could it possible be that would disappoint him so badly. It wasn’t as if she was about to tell him that she had just met someone else, Mark had just spent the last 45 minutes banging her pussy raw.

“I applied for this international teaching scholarship in Africa a while ago,” she then started to explain, “I didn’t think it would ever go anywhere but… just yesterday, I found out I was offered a scholarship placement for it.”

Now he started to understand where this was going…

“I’ve decided I’m going to accept it,” she then added, “I leave for South Africa two days after graduation day. It’s a two year placement, a full two years over there.”

That terrible sinking feeling in his stomach was back. It wasn’t exactly easy to be travelling back and fourth between South Africa and the U.S. His mind began to race as she waited for him to say something, just anything.

“Uhh.. Jesus,” he muttered at first before realising that this was a big moment for her, “Um I mean… Congrats Tiff, that’s an incredible opportunity for you.”

He leaned forward and hugged her, she responded by wrapping her arms around his back and not letting go of that grip. She buried her head on his neck and Mark took in the smell of her beautiful hair as they remained in that position for a little longer.

“Will you have any chance to fly back in those two years?” he asked her.

She leaned back again, letting go of her tight grip, “I don’t know… flights would be really expensive so I wouldn’t think I would be making too many trips home during that time.”

It was just two years… but it felt like an eternity. It truly felt to Mark as if he wasn’t going to see Tiffany again, as dramatic as it sounded, his heart wanted to break down as they stood together on the balcony.

“I’m sorry Mark,” she said again.

“Hey,” he told her, seeing a tear from her eye, “Don’t be sorry, I’m so so happy for you Tiff, don’t ever feel like you’ve done something wrong here, this is the best thing for you and i really am proud of you.”

She smiled but leaned in again putting her head into his chest. This time, to hide anymore tears from his view.

Mark just rubbed her back softly, holding her closely, “Come on, how about we jump into bed.”

He could feel her nodding followed by a sniffle.

The best thing that they could do was have a nice cuddle in bed, their naked bodies resting up one another. In his mind however, this conversation would be on replay, over and over again.