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Danielle's Diary
The Amorous Exploits of a New Jersey T-Girl
Episode 1: "Vacation in Atlantic City!
Chapter VI: A Day with Jason"
by DanielleStefani997@yahoo.com
Copyright(c)2023 Danielle Stefani, All Rights Reserved
Day 4: Wednesday
Danielle wasn't sure what she'd been dreaming about, but she was definitely sure that someone was kissing her lips. She lazily opened her eyes and smiled when she saw Jason sitting over her. He was on the side of the bed, dressed in a white t-shirt and his uniform slacks and shoes.
"Good morning, sleepyhead."
"'Morning, honey," she said dreamily.
"C'mon, sit up, I have something for you."
"Oh, do you now?" she giggled.
"Naughty girl."
She smiled at him and sat up, propping some pillows behind her. A moment later, Jason placed a tray over her lap filled with hot sizzling food.
"What is-?"
"You never heard of breakfast in bed?" he asked, grinning, raising an eyebrow.
She was falling for this wonderful guy and she had no way to stop it. She wasn't sure she wanted to.
"You're so sweet!"
"I told you-"
"Sweet on me," she finished, giggling.
"You deserve it."
"You're wonderful, honey, thank you."
He leaned down and kissed her lips softly.
"You're going to join me, right?"
"Of course."
Jason popped the covers off of the coffees and placed them within reach on the nightstand. Danielle was having issues with her choker, so Jason helped her take it off.
"Shoulda taken that off before you went to sleep. Coulda ended up choking yourself."
"It is called a choker," she said matter-of-factly.
"If that tray wasn't on you, I'd tickle you mercilessly."
"Says you," she said, giggling.
They dug into their meal, enjoying the hearty breakfast of eggs, bacon, toast, hash browns and coffee. They talked about all sorts of things that happened to each of them over the previous few days.
"Honey, tell me about Larry."
"Mr. Emsley? Why, you like him?"
"Jealous," she giggled. "But yes, I do like him, he's nice. He seemed to know you."
"Well, he's a regular here at the Starr. He's a cattleman, or something. I think he's in the meat industry. He's a widower...lives in Texas. He's up here a bunch of times a year. Says he'd go to Vegas, but they don't have the shore. Something about his wife used to love the area." he said.
"That's a shame he's alone, he seems like such a nice man."
"He's never given me any trouble."
"I think he brought me luck."
"I can't argue with that," he chuckled.
They made more small talk about the weather and the things they could do together. They enjoyed the food, taking the opportunity to feed each other like a couple in love would do. They exchanged soft kisses and caresses.
"How's your breakfast?" he asked.
"It's great. But there's something missing."
"Oh?" he asked, looking at the tray.
"My paper. How can I catch up on world events if I don't have a paper?"
"Paper-?"
She couldn't hold the straight face and cracked up laughing.
"You...I'm gonna spank you," he chuckled, wagging a finger at her.
"Says you," she said then stuck her tongue out at him.
He leaned in and brushed his tongue on hers and then kissed her mouth.
"Mmm, yummy kisses," she giggled.
"What will we do today?" he asked, sitting back on the bed.
"I have an appointment at 9:30 to have my hair finished," she said before having some eggs and toast.
"What's wrong with it? It looks beautiful."
"The beautician did a rush job because of my date with Scott. She wants me back to do a right proper job."
"She's not gonna charge twice, is she?" he asked between sips of coffee.
"No, just an extra twenty. But it'll be worth it. Would you like to go with me?"
"Well, I have a better idea. While you're having your hair done, I can go home quick and get a change of clothes. All I have with me is the uniform."
"Alright, honey. And we can meet back here?" she asked.
"Sure."
"Well, it looks to be a nice day out," she said, gazing momentarily out of the window, finishing her bacon. It was bright, sunny and only a few patches of wispy clouds floated high in the sky. "Want to spend the day on the beach?"
"That sounds great. It's been a while since I had the chance to enjoy the shore. You have a bathing suit?"
"You'll see," she said, winking at him.
"I put your jewelry next to the safe, be sure to put it in when you get up."
"The code is-"
"Don't tell me your code!"
"Why not? I trust you." She gently took hold of his t-shirt by the front and pulled him to her, kissing him deeply. "I'd trust you with my life," she said, kissing him again.
"You really are amazing, you know?"
"You are, too," she said, caressing his cheek.
"So, what do two amazing people do?"
"Uh, make amazing babies?" she giggled.
They cracked up laughing, knowing full well it would be biologically impossible. They nearly tipped the breakfast tray onto the bed in their glee.
"You're crazy," he said smiling.
"Crazy for you," she retorted, winking.
"Let me clean this up."
Jason took little time gathering up the dishes and tray and loading them onto the service cart. He went back to Danielle and stood at the side of the bed, caressing her head.
"Come on, you have an appointment."
"Gonna let me have some of this?" she asked sexily as she rubbed the front of his pants.
He moaned at her gentle touch; the soft caresses tingled his cock to full hardness. "Can't you ever get enough?" he teased.
Looking in his eyes, she answered, "I'll never get enough of you," as she shifted slightly on the bed, unbuttoning his pants and then lowering the zipper.
"Baby, you're gonna be late," he moaned, caressing her head.
"Mm-hmm."
She answered him by pulling his slacks and underwear down to mid-thigh and plunging her mouth on his hot sex pole. She tongued the shaft and sucked on his mushroom head. Slowly, teasingly, she bobbed her head.
"My God, Danielle, you're fantastic."
She steadied herself on the bed by grabbing one of his sexy ass cheeks in her hand. Sucking and bobbing rhythmically, she reached up with the other to caress his balls. Jason stopped rubbing her hair and placed his hand on the back of her head, pulling her into him. She felt his slick cockhead poke the back of her throat several times, but none forceful enough to gag her. She felt the precum oozing from his cock and she sped up her motions and sucked a little harder. He was nearing the edge and he held her head in both hands, pumping her mouth. She held both globes of his soft ass and tongued his cock frantically.
Jason threw his head back, let out loud moan and spurted his early- morning load into Danielle's mouth. She moaned around his cock, giving his cock added tingles with the vibrations. She swallowed and sucked, being rewarded with a couple of more forceful spurts of his sweet semen. He panted heavily and began caressing her head once again as he came down from his orgasm. She rubbed his ass and slurped along the length of his cock, sucking the spit-and-cum mixture before swallowing once again. With a final kiss to the tip of his cock, she sat back on the bed, panting.
"Fuck, Danielle, I could get used to that. You're the best," he panted, dropping down to sit on the bed.
"I could do that every day," she said, wiping her mouth with her fingers. "Mmmm."
They each sat for several moments, in silence, catching their breath and being temporarily lost in their own post-orgasmic thoughts.
"Come on, baby, you have 20 minutes until your appointment."
"I wanna spend all day in bed with you," she said, mock-pouting.
"Come on," he said, pulling the sheet completely off of her. "We'll do that another day. Besides, that would make for a boring story," he joked.
She laughed and threw a pillow at him, hitting him in the stomach.
"Uff! Pillow fight, huh? You'll lose, baby," he said laughing, tossing it back.
"Says you."
"What are you going to wear today? I can help."
Danielle locked her jewelry into the safe and then went into the bathroom to wash her face and do a quick application of makeup.
"Oh, I bought some new clothes. Just grab the white blouse and baby pink skirt from the dresser," she called out to him.
"No underwear? Going commando, huh?" he asked as she came out drying her face.
"Actually, that's incorrect. My Dad was in the military and all the commandos he knew wore pantyhose in the field," she said grabbing a white bra and panty set. "So people insisting on saying 'going commando' is as idiotic thing to say. Not that you're an idiot, just misinformed," she chuckled.
He chuckled as well, "Thanks."
"You're welcome," she said, kissing him.
"So why pantyhose?"
"Well, the guys certainly weren't crossdressers," she chuckled, slipping into the undergarments.
"I don't get it."
"They wore pantyhose to keep bugs and other vermin from getting into the skin or burrowing into other, uh, nether places."
"Seriously?"
"Seriously. It also helped with insulation. Keeping body heat in."
"Wow, I never knew that."
"Stick with me, kid, you'll learn all sorts of useless things," she joked.
"You-" he said before tickling her a bit.
They enjoyed loud laughter and horseplay as they tumbled to the floor.
"Ok, enough, enough," she laughed, panting.
Jason got up and smoothed out his clothes.
"Don't just stand there, help a lady up," she said, holding her hand out to him.
She got to her feet and went to the closet and grabbed the box with her new, white wedge heels. In moments, they were buckled on her sexy feet.
"Now," he said, smacking her playfully on the ass, "let's get you going."
She squealed with laughter as she grabbed her purse.
Fifteen minutes later, she was walking into Yolanda's Salon.
"You look very happy. Great night?" Yolanda asked, smiling.
"Oh, yes!"
"Wonderful! Come on and have a seat. You can tell me all about it and we'll get things squared away."
Danielle was in high spirits recounting the evening, and night, with her friends. Though she did leave out the sex parts, she did enjoy telling Yolanda all that's been happening. She told her about Scott, but mostly Jason and how her feelings have been in a jumble. They talked like two old friends, sharing secrets, desires and thoughts for the future. Yolanda told Danielle that she'd been the owner of the salon for the previous several years and that she enjoyed meeting all sorts of people from around the world. Unfortunately, she didn't have much of a social life as the shop took most of her time. Danielle understood and told Yolanda that even though she worked in an office, she was going to make sure that she would make time for her social life. Whether that was going to be Jason specifically or not, she was still undecided.
"My heart says 'yes', but my head says 'chill', you know?" she chuckled.
Yolanda laughed in agreement. "I know what you mean, but don't wait too long, you might miss out. And always give the best attention to those who are special to you."
It'd been a good time to come back to have her hair finished, as there was only one other customer that had come in. Yolanda had that customer wait for a bit while she finished up Danielle's hair. Overall, it took just over an hour for the appointment, which gave Danielle plenty of time to get back to the hotel and change. So she paid Yolanda the extra fee, plus a large tip, for not only doing a fantastic job but turning out to become a good friend. She promised to keep in touch with Yolanda, gave her kisses on her cheeks and made her way out. Just down the street from the salon was a convenience store, so Danielle went in and bought a small ice chest and an assortment of drinks and snacks that they could take to the beach.
It was ten minutes before eleven and she was standing in the middle of her room naked. She'd just put her clothes away and pulled out her bikini. It was a two-piece swimsuit; it had hot pink wavy lines splashed across the white background and gave the bikini a vibrant look. She slipped on the top and clasped it in front. The bottoms fit snug, but not terribly so. You could tell there was a bump, but it wasn't overtly sexual. She had her flip-flops ready and placed what few things, and some money from the safe, that she needed in her purse. She was getting the ice chest ready when there was a knock on the door.
Checking the peephole and seeing it was Jason, she opened the door. As before, he was taken with her style and beauty.
"Danielle, you're absolutely stunning," he said, closing the door. "And your hair, it's gorgeous. I didn't realize it could get so black."
"Thank you, honey," she said smiling. "What's in the backpack?"
"My uniform and a change of clothes, just in case," he said putting it on the dresser with the two beach towels he was carrying.
She took a moment to check him out as well. He was wearing a light blue, short-sleeve dress shirt that was unbuttoned, showing his bare chest and abs. His dark blue cargo shorts fit nicely and she could see his bulge. Ankle socks and athletic shoes completed his summer outfit.
"Very sexy, honey," she said, walking over to him.
She caressed his chest and tight nipples and then dragged her fingertips down over his abdomen. She leaned in and flicked the tip of her tongue on one of his tight nipples, eliciting a deep moan from him. She kissed it then traced her tongue over to his other nipple and sucked lightly. Her hands found his growing cock and she teased him through his clothing.
"Danielle, if you keep going, I'm gonna fuck you, right here, right now," he panted.
"Says you," she giggled, nibbling his nipple.
In a fluid motion that she didn't expect, Jason spun her around, yanked her bikini bottoms to her knees, peeled open her ass cheeks and spit on her quivering asshole.
"Oh!" she exclaimed.
Pushing her forward onto the dining table and pulling the front of his shorts down, he spit on his fingers and grabbed the head of his cock. A moment later, he rammed his hot hardon up her tight asshole in one thrust.
"Uh, Jason!" she yelled as she lay on the table with her toes brushing the rug. "Fuck!...Fuck me!...Yes!"
"Fuck, you're so tight!" He pushed farther into her.
"Uhn!"
He grabbed her hips and pounded her from behind, causing Danielle to reach out and grab the edge of the table for stability. He pounded and panted, she pushed her ass back to meet him. The room was filled with sounds of skin slapping, panting and the constant grunts and moans from Danielle's mouth. Her cock rubbed hotly on the tabletop, her sticky precum oozing profusely and lubricating her shaft, causing her to hump the table.
"This is what happens to girls who tease," he said, increasing the power of his thrusts, increasing the intensity of her groans.
"Oh, fuck! Jason!...(uh)...c...cumming! Uhn!"
Danielle gripped the edge of the table; her toes curled and she humped the slick surface. A moment later, she erupted, spreading her hot cum between the table and her tummy. As Jason continued to pound her, distinctive squishing sounds emanated from under her as she spurted three, four times and her skin rubbed on the table. The clenching of her slick asshole around Jason's cock caused him to breathe in sharply and thrust into Danielle one final time as far as he could. He stiffened, groaned loudly and spurted a second load of semen into her body in as many hours. She moaned with each spurt of his cum. He reached out to support himself on the table, but collapsed on top of Danielle, squishing her between his body and the table.
They lay there for several minutes, breathing heavily, enjoying the post-orgasmic tingles they felt in each of their respective cocks. Jason kissed all over her back and pushed himself off of his lover. Danielle moaned as she felt his softening cock ooze out of her slimy asshole. She raised herself onto her elbows, catching her breath.
"Woo, somebody was horny," she panted.
"God, Danielle, you're such a turn-on."
"A little warning, next time," she chuckled, standing herself up. "Wow."
"Sorry, baby. I hope I didn't hurt you."
"No, it's okay, I'm teasing. That was hot."
"All because of you," he said, redressing.
"It wasn't my fault!"
"Was too."
"Was not. You're the one that came in with a hardon in your shorts."
"Did not."
"Did too. I saw it"
"Is that all you look for?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"It is when you're around," she laughed.
"Maybe I should wear a suit of armor, then."
They laughed at the image of Jason wearing armor everywhere he went.
"Honey, get me a towel so I can wipe off. We made a mess."
"You made the mess," he said, going into the bathroom.
"Me?"
"It's your cum," he said, tossing her the towel. She quickly cleaned her tummy and the table. "Mine was safely deposited up your hot-"
She threw the towel at his head, cutting him off.
"Oo, I'm gonna spank you," he said, slapping her bare ass.
"You said that before," she chuckled, pulling up her bikini. "Now, come on, the beach is waiting for us."
"Just you wait until later," he said, squeezing her ass.
"Says you," she giggled.
Danielle tied a floral cover-up sarong around her waist, slipped on her flip-flops and tossed her purse over her shoulder. Jason grabbed the towels and ice chest and they were out the door.
They stepped out into the elevator lobby and coming out from an adjacent elevator was Larry. He was dressed in a suit similar to the one Danielle had seen him in the previous day and he was carrying an attaché case.
"Hey there, Mr. Emsley, heading home?" Jason asked.
"'Mornin', Jason, things to do, people to see and all."
Danielle came up from behind Jason.
"Well, look at you, Darlin'! You're prettier than a Texas bluebonnet!"
"Thank you, Mr. Emsley," she blushed.
"What's this 'Mr. Emsley', stuff?," he asked smiling. "Yesterday it was 'Larry'. Now, c'mon, little lady, give me a goodbye hug," he said, putting his case down and holding his arms out.
"Thank you for everything, Larry," she said, wrapping her arms around him as far as she could.
She gave Larry a warm hug, squishing his big body. He smelled manly and she felt herself stirring. She leaned up and gave him a kiss on his cheek.
"Thank you, Darlin'."
"Have a safe trip back," she said.
"Always, Darlin'," he smiled. "Jason, thanks again for a nice stay," he said as he held his hand out.
"Anytime, Mr. Emsley. It's always good to see you," he said, taking Larry's hand to return the handshake. Larry slipped him a 100-dollar bill in the process. "Ah, Mr. Emsley, you don't-"
"No arguments, son. I always tip for a job well done. Treat your lady to a nice dinner, on me," he said winking at Danielle.
"Thank you, Mr. Emsley."
"Thank you, Larry, that's very sweet of you."
"Take care, now. See you kids in a couple o' months," he said.
He picked up his attaché case, smiled and waved and headed for the lobby.
"He's quite a guy," Jason said.
"I agree, he's very sweet."
They made their way through the casino toward the boardwalk exit.
"Oh, I want to stop and see Kyle again, honey."
"He's too young for you."
"Oh, hush."
They came upon Kyle at his familiar table. A hotel guest was just finishing up his transaction when the pair approached the table.
"Hi, Kyle," she said cheerily.
"Wow, Miss Danielle," he said, entranced by Danielle's new image.
"Hey there, Kyle."
Jason cleared his throat and Danielle stifled a giggle.
"Uh, oh, hey there, Jason," he said, blushing.
"Kyle, I want to get a few more tickets."
"Okay, how many did you want to get?"
"Fourteen."
"Four-"
"Fourteen!?," Jason exclaimed.
She turned to Jason, "Uh huh."
"Here you go, Miss," Kyle said, handing Danielle three of the computer cards. Each card would allow five sets of numbers to be chosen.
"Thanks."
She filled out a series of numbers on the cards and then turned to Jason.
"Honey, you pick the rest of the numbers, I left some lines incomplete so we can pick them together," she said smiling, handing the cards and pen to him.
"Um, ok."
Jason filled in a few numbers, gave some thought and filled in a few more. He repeated this until all the boxes needed were filled. Danielle took out the 14 100-dollar bills from her purse.
"Insert the cash first, Miss Danielle, then the cards" Kyle said.
"Danielle, are you sure?" Jason piped in.
"Yes, honey," she said, inserting the money into the machine.
She handed the cards to Jason. "You put them in. For luck," she said, smiling.
Jason slipped each computer card into the machine. A few moments later, the computer printed the tickets and spit them out of the slot.
"Just give a quick look, Miss Danielle, to be sure the computer gave you the proper selections."
Danielle gave a quick look to make sure that she got all the numbers that she and Jason had picked. Smiling widely, she put the cards and tickets in her purse and zipped up.
"Good luck, Miss Danielle."
"Thank you, Kyle."
"See ya, Kyle. Take care," Jason said.
"Enjoy your day, Jason."
"Be seeing you!"
With a parting wave from Kyle, they were on their way out to the boardwalk.
Outside the casino, Danielle threw her arms around Jason's neck and kissed him deeply. He was so taken by surprise that he dropped the ice chest.
"What was that for?"
"You, Mr. Romantic, for filling in your numbers on the card in the shape of a heart," she said smiling. "Didn't think I'd notice?" She leaned in and kissed him again.
They heard a voice behind them: "Get a room, you two."
They broke the kiss and laughed when they saw Scott smiling at them.
"Hey, Scott," Jason said, blushing.
"I told him I wanted to stay in bed with him all day, but he said he wanted the beach instead," she said, mock-pouting.
"I'da stayed in bed with her," Scott said, patting Jason on the back.
They all had a laugh and Scott said he was just on a quick break and heading back to the desk. They said their goodbyes and continued on their way.
"Oh, Jason, Yolanda told me I should stay out of direct sunlight today, so we'll need to get an umbrella."
Danielle dug her sunglasses out of her purse and slipped them on before they walked onto the beach.
After getting the umbrella, a couple of chairs and a sun hat for Danielle and choosing the spot on the sand that they wanted, the two set up their camp. Jason erected the umbrella first and Danielle follwed by unfolding the chairs.
As they positioned everything, Jason said, "I'll have to have a talk with Kyle."
"Why?"
"He was very unprofessional. Staring like he was," he said, taking off his t-shirt and cargo shorts, revealing dark red swim trunks.
"Oh, stop," she laughed, causing Jason to lose his serious look. "Everybody in the hotel knows you have the hots for me," she added, removing her sarong.
"I do not."
"Do too."
"Prove it."
"How about this?" she asked, pointing to the fading, but still-visible love mark on her neck. "I didn't get it from a vacuum cleaner."
"What else?"
"How you took me in the room just a while ago."
"Anything else?"
"The heart on the computer card." She stuck her tongue out at him.
"You know what you can do with that tongue, right?"
"If I did, we'd get arrested," she chuckled.
Jason laughed loudly then said, "You're crazy."
Danielle answered, "Yep," as Jason kissed the back of her hand.
They sat down and Danielle rubbed some sunscreen on her arms, tummy and legs. "Honey, would you put some on my back and shoulders, please?"
Jason took the tube and sensuously rubbed the lotion on her shoulders and back, even straying a bit past her bikini into the crack of her ass causing her to instinctively moan.
"Easy, Casanova, you're gonna get me going," she chuckled.
He laughed and handed her the tube. She reciprocated by covering Jason's bare shoulders and back.
They settled in and just enjoyed the breeze, the aromas of the sand and salt water as well as each other's company. There weren't too many people on the beach, as it was a Wednesday just before noon. The crowds would more than likely build up after 4PM, typically when people got out of work but the two would be long gone to do other things by then.
Taking advantage of so few people, they decided to take a quick walk to the water. Danielle slipped her hat on and they strolled back and forth ankle- deep in the cool salt water, holding hands.
"You, Sir, haven't been forthcoming with personal details," she said, grinning.
"How so?"
He saw her grinning and kicked water up onto her, splashing her thighs and tummy. They laughed as though they didn't have any cares at all.
"Well, you didn't tell me about your job interview."
"Oh, well, I have been caught up with other things."
"Like what?"
"Like you, is what."
"You're sweet."
"Well, the news is that I am in the pool of three candidates. I'll find out on Friday what the final decision is."
"That's great! I'll be hoping for you."
"I know you will."
They returned to their seats and relaxed in the shade.
"Can you hand me a juice, honey?"
Opening the chest, he asked, "Which one do you want?"
"The punch will be fine. I didn't know what you liked, so I got some other stuff, too."
Passing Danielle a cold bottle of punch, Jason took out a soda for himself.
"Thanks. I also got some cheese, salami and crackers in there. Let's put the chest in between us, we can use the top as a table."
"Good thinking," he smiled.
They reset the area slightly and enjoyed the afternoon snack.
"Oh, I meant to send you some pics," she said chewing on some cheese, taking her phone out of her purse. "They're from last night when Scott took me to dinner."
A few moments later, Jason's phone pinged and he opened up the images.
"God, Danielle, you look stunning!"
"Thank you, honey. Maybe one night we'll go to dinner and I can wear it for you."
"I'd love that. You look fantastic."
"You're sweet. Be sure to send me the ones you took last night."
He too, went through his camera roll and sent Danielle the shots.
"You should be a photographer," she said.
"Maybe one day. I did have some courses in high school. I was even the official photographer for our school newspaper the last three years I was there. I still have my old SLR. But, good camera equipment these days is expensive."
"Maybe one day," she echoed.
They shared more snacks and even took turns taking pictures of each other on the sand and with the crashing waves as a backdrop. Danielle seriously enjoyed posing for Jason. By the time they were done playing on the sand, they were both out of breath. They sat back in their beach chairs to relax with more cold drinks.
"Jason, I'd like to talk to you about some serious things."
"Um, okay."
"I don't know where to begin."
He placed a hand on hers and said, "Take your time."
She gave him a little smile and said, "My head and my feelings have been in a jumble the last few days. And it's been kinda easy not to think about as I have been, uh, keeping busy," she chuckled. "But it's getting to where I can't ignore it so much."
"What's troubling you?"
"Well, me, you, what I want from the future."
He took her hand in his. "Let's take it one at a time. Start with you."
"Okay, as I mentioned to you yesterday, I've been enjoying this vacation as 'Danielle' and I'm not looking forward to going back to guy mode."
"Well, maybe when you do go back home, you can be your fem side when you're not working. You do live alone, yes?"
"Yes, I do. That is an idea. I mean, I do dress fem around my apartment a lot, but maybe I can do a complete transformation after work instead of just wearing an occasional piece of clothing."
Their concentration was momentarily broken by a family running by to set up a spot on the sand.
"Okay, now how about me?" he asked.
"Well, you know why I took this vacation."
"And I threw a wrench in the works, eh?" he asked grinning.
"No, not in a bad way, please don't think that."
"I don't, I'm just teasing. I'm teasing because it's not as bad as you make it out to be. Just be yourself, stick to what you wanted."
"But I have feelings for you," she stated.
"And I have feelings for you. You're young still. Well, technically, I am too as I am only two years older than you. But my point is, enjoy what you want to experience, because if you don't, you may regret it later."
The three kids off to their right were having fun playing loudly and roughly, tossing sand at each other, as well as toys, both plastic and metallic. Danielle gave a small smile and thought how wonderful it must be not to have stresses to worry about.
"I don't want to lose you," she said.
"You won't. I'm not going anywhere. I'll wait for you," he said, smiling.
Her heart melted at his lovely words.
"So what else is on that pretty mind of yours?"
"I-"
Suddenly, there was a bright flash in her eyes and she was frozen in place. Her eyes were wide open and she couldn't see anything except whiteness. Pure, brilliant whiteness. She felt like she was floating. She tried to call for Jason, but nothing came out of her mouth. At first she felt fear, but then gradually but quickly, she felt an overwhelming blanket of calmness and love and was able to move. She floated, but she knew not where, or how long, but it seemed hours. Finally looking at her hands, she only saw the faintest of outlines. Some time later, out of the corner of her eye she thought she saw some movement in the whiteness, some barely-gray figures taking shape, but it was more a feeling than something visual. She continued to watch and after some time, she did make out a mix of swirling blue-gray colors float this way and that all around her. She tried reaching out and touching them, but they deftly turned and twisted and wrapped themselves around her now-visible fingers, but never making contact. The swirls rotated around her arms and spread to her shoulders and down her naked body. She sensed the whirling colors circle around her neck and envelope her head. At no time did she sense any malevolence, only peace and love. Suddenly, the colors covered her eyes and then penetrated them, invading her being and submerging her soul. And for an instant, she knew. She knew everything. And although that sensation faded gradually, the feelings and emotions she was left with made her heart happy. She knew what she must do. And suddenly, she saw Jason in front of her, a look of concern on his face.
"Danielle! Are you okay?"
"I-...uh..." she looked around her and saw that she was back on the beach, with Jason kneeling in front of her. "What...what happened?"
"Are you alright? One of the kids flashed the sun's reflection in your eyes by accident."
She blinked several times to clear her head. "How long was I gone?"
"Gone? It just happened. I tried talking to you, but you looked zoned or something. Are you okay?" he asked, holding her hands.
"My head hurts."
"I'm going to take you back to the hotel."
She just nodded absently.
After gathering up their belongings and paying the fees for the beach equipment, Jason got Danielle back to her room, leaving the full ice chest on the beach in his haste. He sat her down on the bed and went into the bathroom. He leaned her back on the pillows and put a cool rag on her forehead, pressing the sides of the cloth gently on her cheeks.
"How do you feel, Danielle?"
"I'm okay. Thank you, love," she said, caressing his cheek.
"How's your head?"
"Only hurts a little."
She took the cloth off of her head and placed it on the nightstand. She sat up and took a deep breath, sorting her thoughts and feelings.
"Should I get the hotel doctor?"
"No, honey, I'm fine. Would you just hold me for a moment?" she asked, wrapping her arms around him.
He took her in his arms and held her close. She rested her head on his chest, enjoying his embrace.
"Tighter."
He squeezed her tighter, yet being certain he didn't hurt her. Every so often he would place a kiss on the top of her head. They stayed that way for several minutes and then she let go of him and shifted over on the bed.
"Come lay with me?"
"I'm kinda sticky and sweaty."
"That's alright."
He leaned back on the pillows and took Danielle in his arms. They lay close together, her head on his shoulders.
"Jason, how long was I gone?"
"Gone from where?"
"On the beach."
"I mean, you never left the beach, honey. You looked stunned for a second or two when that kid flashed your eyes. Then I brought you back here."
"I remember that."
"But you didn't go anywhere."
"But I did."
Danielle laid there in his warm embrace relaying the experience she'd had. She told him that she'd been in this, vision, for what seemed like hours. "I called out for you, but no sound came from my mouth." She described what she saw and what she sensed. He held her close, listening intently but not speaking, letting her convey her experience.
She sat up and looked at him. "I'm never going back. I was meant to be me."
"But you are you."
"I am now, honey. Daniel's in the past. That's what that mist, or whatever, was trying to tell me. And I've finally realized it," she said with tears running down her cheeks.
"Hey," he said, pulling her close, "easy, honey, you'll be alright."
"I am alright. I've never been happier. Trust me." she said smiling.
He wiped her tears away and held her for several minutes and she let go of him, kissing his lips softly.
"Let's get cleaned up and go for a walk and then dinner," she said, standing up and undressing.
"Are you sure you're alright?"
"I'm perfect!," she said, hugging him tightly and kissing him. "Trust me. It's all clear in my head now. Come, honey, let's shower."
She helped Jason remove what little clothing he had on and pulled him into the bathroom. Setting the shower at a comfortable temperature, they got in and washed each other, occasionally exchanging small kisses. They were soon rid of the sand and sunscreen and were fresh and clean. They rinsed and got out, drying quickly.
"Where do you want to go?" he asked.
"Well, it's just about four o'clock, so let's just go walk the boardwalk and decide along the way where to have dinner."
"As long as you're okay. How's your head?"
"I'm fine, my love. The pain is nearly gone. I appreciate the way you care about me, but please believe me, I am okay now."
Danielle kissed him and gathered the light blouse and pink skirt she'd worn earlier that day as well as her white underwear and heels. Jason took a pair of loose-fitting slacks and a short-sleeve polo shirt out of his backpack. They were dressed in no time.
"Are you working tomorrow, honey?"
"Yes, I'm on the morning shift."
"Would you stay with me tonight?"
"Of course I will."
"You're a doll," she said, kissing him.
Danielle collected her purse and they were out the door, hand-in-hand.
Minutes later they were on the boardwalk, walking north at a leisurely pace. They passed many people and Danielle couldn't help smiling to herself knowing that she'd felt pure happiness earlier that day, and still did. She wondered if any of the people they passed had any clue whatsoever of the joy that was possible. She thought about Jason, oh, how she knew she loved him. But she also knew that she was going to take his advice and just let loose and settle down when the time was right.
"Dime for your thoughts?" Jason asked.
"I was thinking about you'" she said smiling.
"Good things, I hope."
"A dime? I thought that was 'a penny'?"
"Inflation," he chuckled.
"You're crazy," she said, kissing his cheek.
"No, I'm sweet, you're crazy," he responded, chuckling.
"Silly."
They reached the northernmost point on the boardwalk before they decided to turn back. They walked mostly in silence, with Danielle feeling that she was looking at things with a new set of eyes. They came upon a tram stopped in front of one of the casinos.
"Where would you like to eat, baby?"
"Well, since it was Larry's idea, I wouldn't mind a steak," she chuckled.
"Want to ride the tram?"
"Sure, it'll be fun."
Jason paid the attendant and they took seats towards the back of the line of cars. Danielle cozied up to Jason and he sat with his arm around her, holding her close. A few minutes later, the tram lurched forwards and traveled down the boardwalk. It was getting close to 6PM and the sky was darkening gradually. As the tram rolled down the boardwalk, Danielle and Jason would look at each other and share a quick kiss on the lips. She was happy, and there was nothing that was going to change that.
A few stops later, they got off the tram close to a restaurant on the beach that specialized in Surf 'n Turf. They went in and were seated promptly. All in the matter of ten minutes they looked at the menu, placed their orders and were brought their drinks. While they waited for their dinner, they talked.
"Would it be okay if I ask you about what you saw during your, um, dream?"
"Of course it would be okay, honey, you can ask me about anything," she said, taking a sip of her red wine. "But to be honest, I can't tell you what I saw any more than what I did earlier. It was more feelings and sensations on an emotional level, I think. It's hard to describe as I've never experienced anything like that before in my life."
"I understand."
She sipped more wine. "As far as my feelings for you are concerned, I have very deep feelings for you."
"I sense a 'but' coming," he remarked, grinning, sipping his wine.
"Not a 'but'. In this instance, 'but' implies negativity. I will say "however'. I have very deep feelings for you, however, I'm going to take your advice and experience the world as my true self until I believe it's time to settle down. When that time comes, I'll want to spend the rest of my life with you, if you'll have me."
"I'll have you anytime, anywhere," he said, taking hold of her hand.
"You're not upset with me?"
"Absolutely not. I'm happy for you that you are getting to be who you truly are. It's quite a change from the girl I met a few days ago."
"Thank you, love. A lot has happened. Just know that I'll always stay in touch with you and spend time with you often."
"Sounds good. Now do me a favor?"
"Anything."
"Let's put any potentially sad feelings on the side and just enjoy the moments that we have. Deal?"
"Deal," she replied smiling, squeezing his hand.
Their dinner arrived shortly afterwards and they made quick work of their steaks, enjoying more wine and conversation. They decided to enjoy coffee and dessert in the room, so Jason settled the bill and they were back on the boardwalk, walking in the twilight sky. There was a cool breeze coming off the ocean, and with it the smells of salt and sand. After passing through the casino and losing a few spins of a slot machine, they entered Danielle's room, a little tired, but well-satisfied with their dinner trip.
"Honey, do you think we need another shower?" Danielle asked as she removed her heels.
Jason came over and wrapped his arms around her, taking in a big breath through his nose. "You don't smell bad," he chuckled.
"You're silly," she said, kissing him softly.
"I think we'll be fine for the night."
She accepted his opinion and got undressed. Jason stood by the bed and watched her as she put away her clothes, going here and there in the room naked. He marveled at her beauty: her new-but-gorgeous hair, her delicate facial features, her slender fingers with sexy red nails, her trim and luscious tummy and ass, her long and shapely legs and her exquisite feet and toes, also adorned sexily with red polish.
"What are you doing?" she asked, grinning.
"I can't get over how stunning you are...from your head to your toes. And you look like you're glowing."
She did a pirouette in the middle of the room, coming to stop right in front of him, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I feel like I'm on top of the world," she said before kissing him deeply.
"I'm so happy for you, Danielle," he whispered in her ear.
"Come on, get undressed and slip on a robe, if you want. I'll get something to slip into."
Jason undressed and went into the bathroom, coming out a moment later with a bathrobe on, but left open. Danielle was just slinking into a short lilac chemise. She then tossed on the matching robe, set her phone to play a soft jazz playlist and went to the bed.
"Come lay with me, darling."
"What would you like to do?" he asked climbing up and leaning back on pillows against the headboard.
"I'm going to cuddle with you," she said, scooting close to him, resting her head on his chest. He wrapped an arm around her and held her tight. "Why don't you put on a ball game or something."
"You sure?"
"Yep," she responded caressing his chest.
They lay that way for a couple hours, watching a ball game with no sound, listening to Danielle's jazz selections. They only got up briefly to enjoy the coffee and bagels they ordered from room service. They were soon back on the bed, lounging in each other's warm embrace. Occasionally they'd exchange a caress or a kiss, but mainly just enjoyed the intimacy.
When the final out was called, Jason switched off the TV and set the remote on the nightstand.
"I didn't think they'd lose it in the 9th."
"Sorry, honey."
Danielle got up off the bed and took off her robe. "Be right back," she said, going into the bathroom. She came out a few minutes later, after taking care of a few needs.
"I guess I'll hang this up, it's getting to be close to bedtime."
As Jason went into the bathroom, Danielle turned off the lights and lay on the bed. When Jason came out, she was framed by a shaft of moonlight coming through the windows. She was laying with her head on the pillow, her chemise resting softly above her soft cock. The bedsheet was bunched at the foot of the bed. Jason sat down on the edge of the bed and caressed her face, tracing his fingertips along her jawline, her chin and around her delicate lips. He could see her eyes sparkling and the slight smile of a woman filled with happiness. He leaned down and kissed her soft, parted lips, rubbing his tongue gently against hers. She lifted a hand up and cupped the back of his head, caressing his hair and pulling his face into hers, changing the soft kiss into a deep one. Breaking the kiss after several moments, he kissed the tip of her nose and gazed into her eyes.
"Make love to me, darling," she whispered.
Jason kissed her softly then climbed up on the bed. Danielle brought her knees up, opening her legs, keeping her feet on the bed. Jason leaned in and kissed her slowly stiffening cock several times. He kissed and licked inside her thighs and down her legs to her ankles. He pushed her thighs making her legs go in the air and then leaned in and licked her pulsating asshole. A deep, sexy moan filled the room as Danielle lost herself in the pleasure that Jason's hot tongue was giving her love hole. He licked and slurped and intermittently stuck his tongue in the tight hole. Soon, he had her writhing on the bed, her head going from side-to-side as she panted with the expert pleasure Jason was giving her. She took her hands off of her thighs and held his head, thrusting her ass towards his face as she felt tingles emanating from her asshole to her cock. He licked and kissed her hole a few final times and then raised himself up.
Positioning himself over her, he had her hold her thighs and he put his drooling cockhead right against the entrance to her love tunnel. He leaned down and kissed her passionately, pushing his cock gently inside her. He continued giving her soft kisses as he slowly pushed each inch of his gorgeous cock into her ass, much more tenderly than when he'd fucked her earlier in the day. When he was fully inside her, she let go of her legs and wrapped them around his waist, running her hands up and down his back. Moments later, he started a slow-but-steady motion of thrusting his hard cock in and out of her. She moaned and cooed and kissed him, running her hands all over his body and caressing his head. He kept his rhythm steady, but pushed farther in her with each thrust. He could feel her cock harden fully and begin leaking precum between them. The friction of his abdomen on her cock was giving her tingles and driving her wild. Soon, she was breathing heavily and managed to whisper "Faster" into his ear.
He picked up his pace as they both approached the abyss of orgasm. She wrapped her legs harder around him, pulling him into her as far as he could go; her red-painted fingernails digging into his back. Her moans that filled the room were soon joined by his steady grunting as he thrust into her love tunnel. The wetness between them caused by her leaking cock was now a massive, wet mess. Ever closer to the edge of orgasm she managed to look deep in his eyes.
"Little more," she panted. "Cum with me, darling."
He increased his thrusts a bit more. He felt Danielle stiffen under him and a second later, a passionate moan roared from her as she began to spurt between them. Nearly simultaneously, Jason's cock hardened in her bowels and, he too letting out an animalistic moan, began filling Danielle's insides with his hot seed. Danielle pulled him down on her, holding him close as she humped and came, shooting five hot spurts of her love juice. Jason pressed his cock into her even though he could not get any farther into her. She moaned with each throb of his cock in her. They panted and moaned into each other's mouth, occasionally managing to kiss, as they slowly came down from their mutual orgasm. Jason lay atop her, with her legs still around his waist, kissing her face all over, eventually feeling his cock slip out of her.
Danielle reached up, held his head in her hands and kissed him passionately. Looking deep in his eyes, she said, "I love you, Jason."
Holding himself up on an elbow, he caressed her hair with his free hand.
"I love you, Danielle."
They remained that way for some time, eventually laying on their sides facing each other, their legs still intertwined, falling asleep in each other's arms.
To be continued... :)
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Here are the stories in Danielle's Universe:
Episode 01: "Vacation in Atlantic City!"
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I: The Train Ride to Atlantic City
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II: Check-In
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III: Dinner by Starlight
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IV: Sightseeing and a Little Road Trip
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V: A Casino Run and A Dinner Date
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