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Up Front, Out Back 2. Arrival and Departure.

Arrival and Departure.

He was worried about Rochelle. Time was running out. He wanted to know nothing was wrong before he left. The ute was packed ready. He kept going to the computer to see whether she had responded to his messages. So far there was nothing. He thought of cancelling his holiday, but she would be upset if he did. It was because of her encouragement that he was going and she had envied his plans. He decided to have a shower and after that make the decision he wished he wouldn't have to make.

The water soothed, the shampoo refreshed and the warmth comforted. He caressed himself and was tempted to masturbate. His balls felt so full and generous in their need to be relieved and his cock throbbed as it tempted him. For some reason he didn't. His concern about Rochelle was uncomfortable and he felt that his sexual indulgence would promote his procrastination. He had to decide and act. As he dried himself he wondered where he would have his next shower and was pleased he'd had the opportunity to shower again. While he dressed he thought he heard a vehicle nearby. Then the doorbell rang. He quickly put on his shoes and socks and went to check.

On the front doorstep stood a woman, with a suitcase on each side of her and a bag hung from her shoulder. She was slim with blond hair cascading around her face. They stood looking at each other for some time before she spoke.

"Hello," she said, her face beaming in a broad smile. He immediately recognized the accent.

"G'day," he said, his accent broad and at home. He saw her bite her lip and then the smile returned.

"Rochelle?" he asked.

"Could be!" she giggled. "Surprised?"

Quickly he threw his arms around her, pulled her to him and bent to kiss her. He was surprised how small she was and when he hugged her how thin she was. A tear rolled down his cheek, his eyes smarted and he swallowed. With her hair in his face he breathed deep and held her close until he got some control.

"I was so worried about you!" he said, as he held her at arm's length and looked at her. Tears were rolling down her cheeks too. He chocked the door with his foot and stooped to pick up her bags while saying,

"Come in, come in!" They stood awkwardly, wondering how both could go through the door at once. She took the door in her hand as he hefted her suitcases, and held it open for him as he struggled with the weight and bulk. He tripped and nearly fell as he struggled.

"How did you get these to the door?" he asked.

"I didn't, the taxi driver did and he had a little trolley." They laughed.

"He struggled too!" Inside, she took off her coat and they hugged again. He could feel the layers of clothing. She felt hot.

"When are we going," she asked. He looked at her.

"As soon as we're packed and you're ready."

"I'm ready," she said.

"Have you brought summer clothes?"

"No."

"Ok. We'll go shopping." He thought for a moment. He held her and kissed her. She felt uncomfortably hot. There was a quiescence, a moment that they stopped and thought of how suddenly things had changed. For Jeff it was a huge surprise and though he wanted to pick her up and carry her to the bedroom he couldn't presume that was what she wanted.

"Would you like a shower or bath first, while I go and pack?" She nodded and he took her to the bathroom.

"Bath or shower, it's your choice. I'll get a towel." She stood in his bathroom and turned on the taps to fill the bath. He knocked on the door and passed a towel and flannel through.

"Cute," she thought, "A romantic; most men would have barged in hoping to catch her naked."

He left her and went to pack extra provisions for the trip; more bedding, more water, more food, an extra pillow and her suitcases. It was a tight fit. He fussed around trying to make everything as welcoming as he could. He couldn't believe she was here and he wondered why, so quickly, she was in his bath and he was preparing for her to come with him. He was so overwhelmed and happy. He found himself floating with incredulity, not quite knowing what to do next, uncertain of what would happen next, but desperately wanting the opportunity to explore and enjoy everything possible with Rochelle. He rushed into the preparations as he thought about their needs and what he should do.

She lay in the bubble bath and it soothed as she let the warm water soak the shape of the aircraft seats out of her back. It had been a hectic few days and as she luxuriated in the bath, she reflected on the change of hemisphere and on Jeff. He was taller than she had expected and gentle, his hands, so large, had cradled her, and his big brown eyes, she felt she had floated inside them. The bathroom was clean with lots of mirrors that fronted cupboards and wooden towel rails with brightly colored towels. Her heavy winter clothes that hung from a hook looked out of place.

She stretched out under the water, her nose and mouth above and listened to her breathing, loud and regular with the lub dub of her heart in the background. She held her breath and underneath the sounds of her body she could hear a symphony of bubbles snap. Her muscle stiffness was slowly leaving. There was a sudden crescendo of bubbles snapping and she could hear other breaths. Something touched her breast, her nipple; it felt like the lick of someone's tongue. Rochelle quickly sat up and saw two big brown eyes.

"Corka! " The dog, with its front feet on the bath looked at her and around her muzzle were frothy bubbles. Rochelle laughed as the dog dropped back to the floor and changed position to stand at the bath again. Obviously, she wanted a pat. Rochelle wiped the froth of bubbles away and patted the dog as it panted its pleasure. Her pink tongue lolled, Rochelle caught it between thumb and forefinger and quickly let it go. Corka jumped back, sat and shook her head as Rochelle laughed. With a quick look back, the little dog went to the door, and leaving the door half open, left the bathroom.

"Corka, where have you been?" Jeff called to her. From the email conversations, Rochelle guessed the dog had been next door with her boyfriend.

"Come on girl, let's go." She could hear Jeff organizing things, then his heavy footfalls and Corka's rapid skitter.

"Rochelle? We're going next door for half an hour. I'm taking Corka, they'll look after her while we're gone. I'll lock the door so you don't have to worry."

"Ok!" she shouted back and listened as the keys jangled; the door slammed and then there was silence.

Rochelle picked up the flannel and started to wash. She swished it around her body. The water was becoming cold. Half an hour, she thought. She pulled the plug, drained some water and ran the hot tap until the water rose and, warm, lapped around her. With more bubble bath she was comfortably covered in a snow of bubbles.

She wondered, should she shave and her hand went to the razor. She shaved her legs, under her arms and pushed the bubbles away as she looked at her pubic area. She tidied it with the razor to leave a tall, lush forest without the wisps around the margins. Scissors would have been useful to shorten it all over. She thought about shaving it all and felt the hair with her fingers as she decided. A finger delved further to open her vulva and touch along it. She pulled at her labia to stretch them and then pushed her fingers deep inside. She wondered how long it would take Jeff to displace her fingers and a tingle ran up her spine. Her fingers soothed along the furrow to her clitoris and it fired off more tingles.

For a moment she hoped Jeff would suddenly appear in the half open doorway, but then thought it might be better if he didn't, why should the thrill of the chase be lost? Her fingers were busy as they probed, caressed and teased. There was a rhythmic splash of water as her fingers worked. She had her clit cornered and tended it with encouraging touches interspersed with firm direction. Erect it stood with her labia stretched below like wings ready to flap and fly. She touched it with her finger tips and caused her body to shudder with pleasure. Her fingers entered and soothed her sensitive places, before she went back to her clit and with determined rubbing built to a welcome release. With a deep moan she was flooded with the quiescent calm as volts of electricity raced round her body to dissipate as quickly as they had arrived. She lay in the bath as the water buoyed her into weightlessness and she gathered her thoughts.

With a rush she realized that Jeff would soon return. She stood and stepped out, turned to pull the plug and as she did she was aware of her breasts as they hung. She looked at them, thought of Jeff and wondered what he would do with them. Quickly she dried herself, dressed, and applied a little make up. She stood back and looked at herself, not bad, not bad at all she thought. Then she reached back, unhooked her bra and pulled it out from under her clothes.

While she waited for Jeff, she moved around the house, surprised by the neatness, and recognized it as a masculine domain. She stopped in front of an oil painting, an original, and knew it was his work. She wondered who the portrait was of, it looked a little like Jeff but somehow, she knew it wasn't. As she wandered around the room she saw more paintings but the sound of his key in the door interrupted her tour.



To be continued.
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