Go for it

Fuck it. If anyone had earned the right to a little sexual R&R, Alex figured it was him. The past 24 hours have been absolutely crazy, and if he is ever going to concentrate on his mission, he is going to have to get his rocks off first. Besides, for all he knows, Connie might have the blue diamond tattoo, and how will he know unless he examines her body thoroughly?

“Yes, I do know what you mean,” answers Alex, and he takes her in his arms and kisses her. Connie continues to stroke Alex’s cock with her soapy hands as he gently backs her up against the shower wall. With warm water falling over their bodies, the young pair begin to explore each other’s bodies with their hands.

As Alex takes Connie’s right breast in her mouth, he notes how different it is from Sabina’s. Firm and full, it is slightly larger, and the nipple is longer, giving his tongue more of a target for its circling.

Another difference from Sabina becomes evident. His girlfriend is a big proponent of foreplay and frequently resists Alex’s advances until he has taken the time to fully awaken her body. Not so with Connie — at least not now. Alex feels her direct his cock between her legs. She lifts one leg and rests it on a handrail, and pulls Alex inside her.

Alex and Connie moan in unison as he enters her. His cock is already so hard and sensitive, and Connie is still so turned on from her earlier unsatisfactory encounter with the older client, that they both pause for a moment to keep from cumming on the spot.

Then, finding their rhythm, Alex begins a slow, rhythmic thrust, eliciting a high-pitched sound from Connie with each slap of his body against hers.

Alex always wanted to have sex in the shower, but he wasn’t able to get Sabina to go for it. Connie has no such hang ups, however, and eagerly gives herself over to Alex. Her fingernails dig into his back, adding to the scratches already there, but this just makes Alex all the more passionate with his fucking.

Connie pulls Alex’s face to hers and kisses him, running her tongue around Alex’s teeth and lips. She growls at him, saying, “You have the sexiest body! I could fuck your brains out all day!”

Then Alex hears another voice. “Woo hoo! Ride ‘em, Cowboy!”

Smithers! Connie’s last kiss must have activated the transmitter! Alex tries to shut it off, but Connie has resumed her control of his mouth, furiously sucking on his tongue.

“You dog, you!” says Smithers, and Alex could swear he can hear the sound of munching popcorn. “I knew it wouldn’t be long before you’d be sampling the menu there. Boy, I wish I could have gone on that mission. So, describe this gal — she sounds hot! Is it raining? It sounds like rain — or is she into golden showers or something? My Aunt Helena had this thing about umbrellas —“

Alex manages to free his tongue long enough to silence Smithers. It takes next to no time to pick up where he left off.

Several moments of passionate pounding takes place. Connie, remaining with her back against the wall, first wrapped the lifted leg around Alex’s waist. Alex began to drive his thrusts more and more upward, lifting Connie to her toes. Then, taking her in his arms, he lifts her completely off her feet so both legs are wrapped around him.

Connie cries out, “I can’t hold it anymore!”

“Neither can I,” gasps Alex, and with a final, hard thrust, their orgasms explode at the same time. Alex stands erect like a statue, still holding Connie, whose reciprocal thrusting has slowed to just an occasional twitch — each one causing Alex to gasp in response.

As Alex gently sets Connie down, he hears a slow, deliberate clapping from behind. He looks, and sees his roommate Jeff, grinning and watching the show. Alex doesn’t know how long Jeff has been there.

Jeff looks a little worse for wear than when Alex last saw him, walking past the gazebo with a female party guest. His hair is messed up, and his loincloth appears to be stained with lipstick, as are his stomach and thighs.

Connie does not appear to be embarrassed by the spectator and says, “Glad you enjoyed the show. Now you know the way I like to do it. See what else Alex can teach you!”

With that, Connie takes a bottle of shampoo and begins washing her hair, as if she were simply going about a normal day.

Alex grabs a towel and begins to dry off. Jeff begins to remove his loincloth, when he stops, examines the waistband, and pulls out a $50 bill. “I need to tell Mrs. Scanlan that she needs to have pockets sewed in these loincloths. There’s just no good place to hold tips.”

He sets the money on the counter and steps into the shower next to Connie.

“By the way, Alex, I ran into A.C. on the way here. He said he’s waiting for you at the security office. Now I know why you were keeping him waiting,” he says, grinning at Connie.

“Don’t even think about it, Lover Boy,” says Connie. “I need to get down to the party — apparently they want me to dress as a monkey or something.”

Alex leaves his two roommates in the bathroom and returns to the sleeping area to get dressed. He puts on a pair of khaki pants and a white polo shirt that he finds hanging in the closet. After double-checking his appearance in the mirror, he leaves the room and heads to the security office.

The door to the security office is open, and Alex looks inside, but A.C. Is not present. He glances at the assembly of monitors and remembers again that there are cameras everywhere in this place. One monitor shows Jeff and Connie, still in the shower. Alex realizes with a blush that anyone sitting in this office for the past 30 minutes had a front-row seat to the sensational shower sex session between him and Connie.

He looks up and down the hallway and sees no one. A.C. must have been called away temporarily.