Chapter 3

The following morning I was up early as the sun finally broke through the clouds. It was a gorgeous September morning. I stepped out of the car and stretched, feeling refreshed even though I had slept fitfully in the back of the cramped car. I went to the diner and got a paper, sitting down with a cup of coffee, waiting for Sandy to get up.

Reading the paper was depressing. It was filled with casualties of war and pictures of college students protesting in the streets. I put the paper down when I felt rage growing within me. I was not sure if my anger was directed at the war or the protesters; that was my dilemma. I was pretty much against the war now but I knew my buddies back in the jungle needed our support.

Finally, I left the diner and went around to where Sandy's room was. As I turned the corner, I saw Sandy come out of the room and look around apprehensively. I waved my arm at her as she walked over to the car and looked inside. When she saw me, she waved back and smiled brightly. It seemed that she was relieved that I was still around. Maybe she thought I was going to steal her car.

As I approached her I saw that her car had something dripping from under the engine. "Looks like we have a problem here," I said pointing to the green liquid on the grown. I squatted and looked under the car and saw that her radiator had sprung a leak. "I think your trip home is going to have a little delay."

Sandy moaned in frustration.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

I found a repair shop and had them tow the car to the garage to replace the radiator. We were stuck in this one horse town until the shop could repair the car.

By 4 p.m., we realized that we were not going anywhere that day so Sandy got another room for the night. I chipped in some money this time since I would not have the car for me to sleep in.

To say that I distressed Jessica by staying in their room was an understatement. I heard her talking heatedly with her sister, occasionally looking over at me. I just smiled back.

We went to dinner at the diner again and then went to the room to watch TV. I chose a spot between Sandy's bed and the wall and spread my blankets on the floor. Sandy pushed the twin beds together and gave me a pillow from her bed. We turned out the lights at about 10:30. Justin had been asleep for some time.

I lay there in the quiet room for a long time, unable to sleep. That was not unusual for me. I didn't sleep through an entire night much anymore and when I did, it was very lightly.

It must have been about midnight when I heard the bed covers rustling. In the dim light coming from the slightly opened bathroom door, I could see Sandy get off the bed. I thought she might be going to the bathroom.

I saw her look down at me.

"Are you still awake?" she whispered.

"Yes," I answered.

"Need some company?"

Immediately I could feel my heart start to race. I wasn't sure what she meant by 'company' but I was hoping it was a replay of last night. "Yes," I whispered, my voice strained.

Sandy knelt next to me. I could see her looking down at me hesitantly, almost like she was trying to make a decision. Suddenly she bent over and brought her face close to mine. Her soft, wet lips met mine in a slow sensual kiss. I tried to withhold a moan as our tongues began to work into each other's mouths. When she pulled away, I almost groaned in disappointment. Then my breath caught in my throat as I watched her pull her nightshirt over her head. While the light was dim, I could still see her beautiful naked body.

Sandy stayed on her knees looking down at me for a little while. It gave me the chance to gaze at her large soft breasts. They were full, like a woman that has had a baby but were still young and firm. The nipples were large and erect with excitement. I watched them rise and fall with her breathing.

I could see her narrow waist and the soft brown pubic hair between her legs. It almost looked like her pubic hair was shinning with moisture.

After she had let me take in the beauty of her nakedness, Sandy leaned forward again, pressing her soft breasts to my bare chest. I could feel her nipples almost burning into me like hot coals. Then I felt her hand begin to slide down my body until it reached my shorts. As her tongue pressed into my mouth again, she slid her hand under the waistband and down to my erection. My penis had been throbbing since she had kissed me the first time. I moaned quietly as her warm hand wrapped around me and gently stroked up and down.

My arms wrapped around her back and slid down her soft skin until I held her ass cheeks in my hands. I squeezed her firm cheeks, pulling them apart and slipping my finger slowly down the crack until they gently grazed her little rose.

Sandy moaned and pushed her ass back at me, spreading her legs. My fingers rubbed the little back hole for a few seconds, feeling it pulse with excitement. I could feel Sandy's heart beating rapidly against my chest as I probed the tight little hole, the tip of my finger pressing briefly inside.

There was a moan, almost of frustration, as I pulled my finger out and moved further down to tickle her swollen lips. I could feel her juice streaming out of her open hole like a warm river. I smoothed the juice around the sex lips bringing murmurs of pleasure from her mouth.