They slowed down to a stop and she lifted her head, then slide off from him. His cum makes the water a little murkier as it dissipates. He stood up and look around, making sure they are still on the roof alone. A large ring of pavement stained with water surrounds the hot tub. Bella stood as well and wrapped a hand around his still hard dick. He turned back to her, with one hand still grasping his dick she wrapped the other arm around him and pulled him in for a long deep kiss. Her wet naked body feels good next to his.
“Bella, I bursted in you.” He broke their kiss, remembering what just happened. She smiled.
“It’s okay. l’m at my least fertile right now. And we’re in a hot tub remember? I doubt if any of your little swimmers are still alive. I think I will be okay.” She said but it still worries him somehow.
“As much as I would love to turn the jets back on and keep going, it’s late. We should probably call it a night.” She said.
She held on to his dick as long as possible, almost in reverent awe, but then she releases him and they got dressed. They hold hands as they tip toe down the stairs, he slide the patio door open first and poke his head in.
It was dark but he can see that Vicky is asleep on the bed. He pushed the door open further and let Bella slip past him. She stops, turns, gives him a quick kiss and whispered, “Thanks stud.” And then she slipped out the room and down the stairs to her own bedroom.
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Mike hardly got any sleep that night. The euphoric feeling he had with Bella in the hot tub remains, but that guilty feeling he have had in the pit of his stomach has mixed with it. Tainting it in a way. The next morning he woke up and slip out of the bed quietly, trying not to disturb Vicky in her peaceful sleep.
He treaded lightly downstairs to the main floor, it’s empty. It appeared he was the first one to wake up in the house. He cracked some eggs and start making breakfast, enough for anyone who wants some. Outside is overcast, the waves are larger than they were yesterday and there are not as many beach goers. Bella was the first one to join him in the kitchen.
“I thought I smelled something good.” She said as she dished herself some scrambled eggs and placed some bread in the toaster.
“Bella, about last night…” He start.
“I know, it was amazing. Can we on the roof again tonight?”
“You’re right, it was.” He admitted. “But it can’t happen again.”
A frown appears on Bella’s face, the first one he have seen. She looks genuinely disappointed and was about to say something when Jacob walks into the kitchen next. That pang of guilt grows a little. Not only was he dating Bella’s little sister, but she’s a married woman. And while Jacob and Mike are not exactly buddies, he’s not such a bad guy.
Tina walks up the stairs next. She was wearing a baggy iron maiden T shirt, it’s clear she doesn’t have a bra on. She opts for cold cereal. Mrs. Orton and Vicky enter about the same time.
“Thanks for making breakfast.” She said and kissed him on the cheek. “I didn’t wake up when you came to bed last night, how late did you stay in the tub?” Bella and Mike make eye contact and quickly look away.
“Uh, I’m not sure. I lost track of time.” He replied. Jacob seemed to be thinking, his forehead scrunched the same way it was last night in the hot tub.
“You know, I don’t remember You coming to bed either…” Jacob started
“Woh, look outside!” Bella changed the subject. The entire kitchens attention shifted to look outside. It was raining. The few beach goers that were braving the wind have cleared out now.
“Not beach weather, is it?” Mrs. Orton says.
The morning is a slow one. They lounge around the main room for a while. Mrs. Orton puts away the dishes. Jacob plays on his laptop and the rest of others sit on the couches, watching heavy rain pelt against the glass windows.
Mrs. Orton made Tina put pants on when she realizes that the only other thing she has on besides her iron maiden t shirt are panties. When she came back, they played a couple rounds of crazy eights. Vicky wins, again.
After that Bella retired to her room to feed her baby, Jacob returned to his laptop. It was still raining and he decided to start the book that he brought with him. So, he went upstairs, get comfortable on the king sized bed and cracked his book open. He was in several chapters in when Vicky walked in.
“What’s up?” He greeted her. She jumped onto the bed next to him. And even though he was getting to a good part he put his book down to give her his full attention.
“So, I and the girls were talking.” She started.
“Yeah.” He thought he have an idea where this was headed.
“And since it doesn’t look like the sun is coming out today.”
“Yeah.”
“We decided that we’re going to go shopping at the outlets.” She smiled at him. He knew it. “But don’t worry. You don’t have to come.”
“And I won’t be in trouble later for not coming?” He ask, suspiciously.
“No, I promise. It’s a vacation, you should do what you want. And I know you don’t want to come.”
“Thank you. That’s why I love you.” He told her.
“Have fun with your book. Maybe I will get some new lingerie and surprise you when I gets back.” She winked at him.
“And that’s why I really loved you.” He said to her as she left.
After several more chapters, he reached a good stopping point. We dropped the book and went downstairs for a snack. He was surprised to find Mrs. Orton there.
“Hello.” She said as she was holding a glass of wine.
“Hi. I just came down to get a snack.” He explained. “You didn’t go shopping with the rest of the girls?”
“No. I didn’t feel like shopping.” She replied. I got bread out for a sandwich.
“I’m guessing Jacob didn’t go either.”
“No. He’s probably in his room.” She answered. “I was thinking of watching a movie, care to join me?”
“Sorry, I am at a really good part in his book.” He replied as he took his sandwich and start moving towards the stairs. She got out of her seat and places her hand on his chest, stopping him.
“We don’t have to watch a movie. We could do something… else.”
“Mrs. Orton, I am sorry. I told you, I can’t anymore.” He said. The fact that he don’t use her first name, despite being in private shows that he was serious. She allowed her hand to slide off of him.
“You know where to find me if you change your mind.” She said and then she left the kitchen, entering her room and closing the door softly behind her.
Mike turned towards the door, debating on entering. He fought the urge and sit down at the counter. But he continued to stare at the door as he ate his sandwich. Finished. Now will he go back upstairs or into her room where he was sure she is waiting for him.
Eventually he went upstairs and pick up his book. But he can’t seem to focus on it. He stood up and pace the room, like a caged tiger. Once he even go halfway down the stairs before he stopped and turn back. For what seems like days he wrestle with his desire for Mrs. Orton over his desire to be true to Vicky.