Fringe Benefits (2 page)

Richard stared at Linda. She was a beautiful woman and he appreciated beauty. He also appreciated bathing suits, and breasts and… “I like your suit. It looks good on you.” He wondered what it looked like
off
her.

Linda sat down on the chair beside him to take in a little sun and they began to chat.

“I’m here for an important business restructuring meeting at the hotel. I missed my morning meeting because the damn flight was delayed.” He rubbed his head, finally getting some feeling back in his scalp.

His firm in San Francisco was here for a meeting with another company. He had a nasty hangover from the airline drinks. Mixing drinks on a redeye flight was a bad idea. Partying with his buddies in the airport bar made it worse.

“Tequila, beer and airline peanuts don’t mix well,” he mumbled. His bloodshot eyes and throbbing headache were proof.

In spite of his condition, he noticed Linda’s body becoming tense as his gaze caressed her skin. He again found himself staring at her. There was something intoxicating about her. Maybe that or the warmth of his blood rushing through his veins to his groin area.

“Well, I’d take a hangover instead of the crappy trip here in a car with a man I’m uncomfortable with.” She shifted on the chair.

“Don’t be so sure. The flight was short but I feel like I chipped my tooth on a bad peanut.” Richard smiled and shook his head, laughing at his stupid jokes. “I’m pitiful at this small talk. Isn’t this weather great?”

They both burst into laughter.

“Hey Linda, um, can I have you for dinner? Uh, I mean will you have dinner with me?” Richard grinned at his stupid remark. “I’m such an idiot.” It was true that he wanted nothing more than to eat her for dinner but he wanted to ask her out first.

- - -

Linda was getting ready to take a hot shower when the phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Hey there. This is Steve. I was wondering if you’d like to have dinner with me? I can’t find Stacy anywhere.”

Biting her lip and trying to think quickly, she said, “Oh I really can’t tonight Steve. I made other plans and I want to get to bed early tonight. I’m sorry.”

“Well, maybe tomorrow. I wanted to spend some time with you on this trip,” Steve answered with obvious disappointed.

Thank God. She felt slimy from Steve’s blatant attempts toward her.

Linda started the shower, waiting for a nice steam to fill the bathroom then adjusted the temperature. She slipped out of her cover up and swimsuit then hopped into the water. As the water slid down her body and warmed her, thoughts of Richard floated through her mind, along with the memory of what was peeking out of his shorts.

She took the body soap and poured some onto her hand and smoothed it over her body. The water made it foam as she rubbed it against her skin. She felt the familiar twinge of desire creep between her thighs from the friction as she started cleaning her body.

Rubbing her hand over her soft patch of hair, it made a soapy froth. She grabbed her razor and gently shaved herself, trimming the hair tightly to her body, anticipating maybe showing it to someone.

To Richard, she thought with a secret shiver of pleasure.

- - -

Richard, on the other hand, finished his nightly sports-page reading, then quickly hopped into the shower. The scream from the scorching water hitting his body sounded like a woman. He had forgotten to wait a few minutes before jumping into the shower after flushing the toilet.

“Ouch, Dammit! Ow, this razor is dull. I might as well use a knife!” He did his best to shave the dark stubble from his chin and cheeks in the shower. He didn’t have a mirror to see if he missed any stubble, but rinsed his face in the strong stream of water from the showerhead, cleaning off the soap and hair.

While his own shower warmed and relaxed him, he thought of Linda and how sexy she looked in her bathing suit—the curves of her body and how she was unafraid to be natural and unashamed of the fact her nipples were hard. He thought of her face as they talked and the way she kept crossing and uncrossing her legs. He was jealous of the small, tight bottom of the suit that clung to her pussy. The mental pictures of Linda had a very positive effect on him. He looked down and his attached “friend” was sticking out and paying attention also.

“Well Fred, maybe we’ll see her later,” he laughed as he draped his washcloth over his stiffening cock and washed his hair. He had always called his cock “Fred”.

He thought of kissing Linda’s delectable lips, holding her tight against him and taking it slow. Maybe he’d get a little extra if he played his cards right. But Fred had other plans. He didn’t just hope—he expected to visit “the cavern of desire” and hook up with Linda’s intimate friend. Fred made sure Richard knew he wanted more than a kiss goodnight. Unless Fred was the one being kissed. “Down boy,” Richard smiled. “I’m thinking the same thing you are.”

He turned off the water and dried himself. Fred still stood proudly. He had a mind of his own and did whatever he wanted, no matter the situation.

Like the time he decided to show off during Richard’s big presentation. He didn’t need a pointer because Fred stood up and decided to stretch. The two women at the meeting seemed impressed but Richard knocked over his coffee into the boss’s lap, trying to conceal his boner. Then there was the time Fred thought it was playtime and woke up early. He was bobbing around and poked Richard’s cat. The cat decided Fred was a play-toy and pounced on him…Richard still had the scars from that adventure.

He stood naked in front of the sink and wiped the fog off of the mirror. He did his best to suck in his stomach and puff his chest out. He snarled and widened his eyes trying to look like a pro wrestler. I shall call myself ‘
The Dominator’
!

Like most men he pretended he was in charge. Of course he knew the truth.

- - -

Linda’s hands shook nervously when she opened the travel bag with her make-up. She wanted to relax a little. She hadn’t been with a man in almost a year and her anxiety and fright had begun taking over. She needed to calm down and just be herself. Richard hadn’t seemed uncomfortable, hadn’t acted stunned by her blunt and honest opinions about things…except for when she told him that she’d never seen “Clerks”—
what is it with guys and that movie
? He seemed to like her just being herself.

Reaching into the travel case to get her blush, she felt a long lost friend. “So this is where you’ve been hiding,” she smiled and pulled out her small pink vibrator. She’d had it since her college days and it was a reliable friend. It had helped her out many times when her boyfriend Robert had given her the standard “wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am” routine.

Linda looked over to the clock. She had ten minutes to get to the restaurant. He can wait, she thought, and lay back on the bed against the headboard and opened her robe. Her hands smoothed across her chest making the nipples tighten and rise as the first stirrings of arousal began. Her hands caressed her smooth pink flesh. The fine hair across her abdomen tingled as she stroked across them. Linda closed her eyes feeling the heat rise inside of her body.

She took her vibrator in hand and let the slow humming shaft drag against the curves and indentations of her muscles. She licked her other fingertips, wetting them, and squeezed the tip of her nipple, teasing its sensitivity between her thumb and forefinger. She rolled it between her fingers, pinching gently, squirming as pleasure jolted straight to her groin

Linda closed her eyes and tried to call up images of her fantasy lovers.

Franc, a French student that taught her the extreme pleasures of oral sex. His dark hair was ragged and she would run her fingers through it as he ate at her pussy with extreme delight.

Her standard Tom Cruise fantasies in the Laundromat with the washer on spin.

But then her thoughts turned to the unknown…to Richard. His tanned skin, his muscular frame, his…um…swelling shorts. Licking her lips, she felt the warm lava of sexual excitement flow through her veins.

Leaning back against the headboard, she heard a faint moaning sound from the next room. At first she thought it was her imagination. Then she heard it again.

“Mmm, ohhh
yesss
.”

The sound of the man’s voice made her giggle. It also made her hot.

“Damn, mmm, that feels…ohh, great.” She could hear quite well with her head resting against the wall. The slurping sound of someone pleasuring the man helped fuel Linda’s fire. She loved the taste of a man.

She spread her legs and rested the buzzing toy against the moist opening of her pussy. She was surprised at how aroused she had become. Her thoughts turned to Richard and the moaning of the man in the next room gave her the perfect sounds to fill her fantasy.

Her mind became awash in the dream. Her eyes closed and she heard the voices next door as a soundtrack to her fantasy. She pictured herself breathing in Richard’s scent as she sucked his hard shaft past her lips and deep into her mouth. The tingle of it hitting the back of her throat, the salty taste of his arousal.

The panting from the woman next door and her lover’s sucking sounds echoed in her dream with her vision of Richard licking her labia. Her fingers spread her lips apart and she heard the woman moan with her. The slick syrup of her sex was warm and flowing. She was lost in this illusion of passion.

Her eyelids fluttered and she gasped for breath as her vibrator touched her clit. She imagined Richard flicking his tongue on the bud and the intense pleasure it brought. She was aroused as the couple next door unknowingly shared their pleasure with her. The woman moaned with bliss and she was at once jealous of the two lovers and still appreciative of their sexual aura spreading through her.

The man next door grunted and her mind saw Richard enter her tight pussy as the slender shaft of her vibrator slid inside of her. It had been a long time since she felt the fullness of a man inside her.

“Damn your pussy feels
good
” she heard the man’s voice. The woman moaned and Linda found herself moaning too.

The penetration felt so good and she sighed at the relief of once again being filled. The slow, deep, steady strokes of the toy and the melodic hum of it vibrated through her pelvis.

The distinct sound of a woman echoed in her head from the next room.

“Ohhh…myyyyy…Goddddddd. Right there, right there, mmmm.”

“Lower, riiight th…
oh yesss
.”

“Oh yes, oh yes…” Linda muttered as she saw Richard dancing in her soaked pussy. She was into this moment as much as the couple next to her.

Linda rested her thumb on her clit, rubbing it softly at first. It swelled with excitement, pushing its hood back as her bud craved more attention. The thousands of nerve endings in the firm, swollen tip sent shocks of pleasure through her while she stroked it.

The man groaned loudly and Linda felt the wall vibrating as the headboard in the other room hit it. With the driving, hard bumping she could hear and feel the couple’s desperate lust that flowed into her fantasy.

“Oh yes, oh yes, mmmm…” The woman’s orgasm was building as was Linda’s own. “Oh harder, harder, fuck me harrrr…
oh yeah
…”

She heard the grunting of the man and the loud, hard thumping against the wall, jarring her back.

Linda’s breathing became more labored and rapid. She blew air out quickly as she increased the friction against her clit.

“Ohhhh yes Richard, yes, harder, harder,
mmm
…” She followed the woman’s cries with her own need for conclusion.

The vibrator rumbled inside, making her pussy feel even more needy. She wanted to feel a man again. She wanted to feel desired again. It was her mission. She wanted what the lady in the other room was getting. She wanted to fuck again!

She felt the other bed hitting hard and strong against the wall. The man grunted and slammed hard into the other woman again, making Linda’s back jerk. A loud, growling grunt sent a shiver through her body as she could almost feel the man’s seed burning as he plunged into the woman.

“Oh yes, here I come, here I—
aaaaaaahhh
.” She heard the woman screaming with pleasure from her orgasm.

Linda’s flesh burned and a wash of perspiration covered her chest. The deep ache inside crept through her until in a single moment of crystal clarity, she climaxed. “Ohhh,
mmmmmmmmm
…”

The storm of her passion crested and its violent rage crashed through her. The waves cascaded through her soaked pussy. She reached down and slid the vibrator out of her body and kissed it gently. “You always know just what I need,” she whispered, as she put her toy back into the makeup case.

She brushed her hand against the wall between her and the couple. “Thanks, you two,” she giggled.

From the other room she heard the couple laughing and could barely hear them talking.

“Now
that
is room service,” she heard the woman say.

Oh my God
, she thought.
That’s Stacy with that clerk
. She couldn’t help but laugh at her friend.
I wonder if she’ll get us a discount
?

Rummaging through her clothes, she realized all she had was business attire and boring pantsuits. She wanted to feel sexy. Actually she wanted to look fucking hot.

She pulled out a blue silk shirt that was low cut and put it on. Looking in the mirror she saw the outline of her bra. What the hell, she didn’t like the look of it and took it off. “Much better,” she said as she smoothed the fabric over her breasts. The silk brushed against her nipples, making them stand out.

Her skirt was black and very tight. The panty-lines made weird bumps along her ass. She had forgotten to bring any thongs on the trip, so she took off her underwear and headed out to the bar a little late.

She was entitled to take an extra half-hour. She wanted to be relaxed and look good, so it was worth it. And also, she was a woman.

- - -

Linda walked into the restaurant and didn’t see Richard at first. Then, she looked down the row of stools at the bar and saw him sitting and talking to some redhead. The bitch was hanging all over Richard and laughing stupidly at his every word. She couldn’t even tell he was obviously waiting for someone.
What an airhead
, Linda thought.
All her brains must be in those fake tits she has
.