Reciprocate by stroking her body

Dizzied by the prospect of her physical attentions, he slowly snaked his hand under her covers to reply in kind. He imagined her gasps of pleasure as he played her body like an instrument---her forthcoming cries of ecstasy as he thrilled her with perpetual crescendos and climaxes well into the night. He did NOT, however, imagine her eeking in surprise as something unexpectedly touched her leg in the darkness. Nor did he imagine her leaping from her bed, jumping several feet in the air, and swatting invisible bugs from her body as Ilyana gasped and turned on the light to see what was the matter. Nevertheless, this is exactly what happened.

For a while it was complete pandemonium. Kate kept adamently declaring that there was something crawling around in her bed, and that there was no way on earth she was going to get back into it. Meanwhile, Ilyana threw sheets around the room searching for non-existent creepy-crawlies, and yelling that she couldn't find a damn thing. John couldn't bring himself to admit his role in the whole fiasco, so he just looked on helplessly with no small amount of guilt.

In the end they managed to calm Kate enough for her to agree to swap beds with Ilyana, but with only a very few hours left before morning. Exhaustedly, they returned to sleep.

The next morning he awoke to find both girls already out---probably for their morning warm up run, which he mercifully did not have to attend. As he prepared himself for the day, there came a knock at the door. It turned out to be Tanya.

"Morning, John," she greeted him warmly, "Sleep well?"

"Not really," he admitted, yawning.

"Sorry to hear that. I have some good news for you though that might help. Kate did some investigating this morning and discovered that the hotel had a cancellation last night. We managed to get her and Ilyana their own room. Looks like you won't have to share with anyone the rest of this week after all!"

"Gee, thanks!" he returned, trying to hide his disappointment.

For the rest of the week, he enjoyed the sun and skies of the island, and the amiable company of the girls, but unfortunately none of their beds. The team ranked a respectable 18th place overall, and Kate even won a medal. But he sensed that he had missed out on something even more memorable and wished he could do it all again differently.

The End