First Class to Portland by Aj Harmon

legs and swirled around his feet at the drain. She admired his
back and leaned over him, her breasts pushed firmly against his skin as she
kissed him down his spine.
    “Mmmm,” she moaned, as she pulled away. “You are drop-dead gorgeous, you know.”
    Matt turned to her and pulled her to him, crushing her
breasts to his chest, his hands on her ass, pulling her into his erection. He
kissed her hard and Janie could feel his desire.
    As quickly as he pulled her to him, he pushed her back as
his graveled voice said, “My turn!”
    Matt picked up the soap and lathered his hands and began at
her neck and over her shoulders and down her arms. He washed her belly and her
hips and her thighs. He ordered her to lean against the wall and lifted each
leg one at a time and watched her feet, her ankles and calves. And he caressed
her legs upwards and up until he stopped at her pubic hair and he rubbed and
caressed and pushed her legs apart giving him full access.
    Janie closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the wall
as Matt used his thumb on her nub and rubbed and then entered her; one finger
and then two. Janie gasped and his hand rubbed and massaged and drove her wild
and then without warning she exploded, coming quickly and almost violently as
she gripped his arm and held him still while her muscles spasmed and convulsed
around his fingers.
    Matt leaned in to her, his fingers still inside her. “I’m so
glad you wanted to take a shower,” he breathed into her neck as he kissed her.
    Janie opened her eyes and spoke softly. “I don’t know how
you do that to me!”
    Matt grinned. “I can do it again,” and his fingers started
to move in and out.
    Janie grinned. “I understand the mechanics,” she said. “Just
not how you make me, umm, go, so quickly.”
    Matt smiled and kissed her on the lips. “Your body responds
to me like nothing I have experienced before,” he whispered. “It’s amazing.”
    “You’re not kidding,” she breathed. “I’ve never, well, it
was always, umm, it took work before,” she blushed.
    “This should never be considered work!” Matt grinned, as he
removed his hand. He took the condom from the shelf and unwrapped it. Janie took
it from his hand and placed it on the head of his penis and rolled it down over
the length of him.
    Matt grabbed her hips and lifted her up to him, ordering her
to wrap her legs around his hips, which she did, her back flat against the
wall. He lifted her up and then she sank down onto him, filling her completely,
satisfying his desire to be inside her. He moved in and out and in no time at
all Matt threw his head back and groaned as his orgasm ripped through him.
Janie clung to his shoulders, feeling him pulsing inside her, her heart overflowing
for love for him.
    *****
    Janie fell asleep in Matt’s arms and awoke in Matt’s arms. I
could get very used to this , she thought. It was still early, not light
yet, and she tried very hard not to wake him as she wriggled carefully from the
bed. Tiptoeing to the bathroom, she silently closed the door and was only in
there for a minute or two before she tiptoed back out. She stood at the
windows, looking at the dawning sky, staring at the Statue of Liberty far out
in the harbor. She wrapped her arms around herself as she recalled the last
time she was here in Matt’s bedroom, wondering how they could ever make this
relationship work with them living three thousand miles apart. Could it
work?
    Her thought was interrupted by warm arms enveloping her and
warm lips nuzzling her neck.
    “Morning,” his voice gravelly.
    “Hi,” she grinned covering his hands with her own. “I was
just admiring your view.”
    “I was admiring my view too,” he chuckled. “Do you mind if I
hit the gym for a bit?”
    “Of course not.”
    “I have to leave for the morning,” he frowned. “I am hoping
to be done after lunch. What would you like to do today?”
    “Do you mind if I just stay here?”
    “Sure. Consider this your