__Aloha, Oi__
By GG the Slayer
Buffy Summers, graduate of Hemery High School, traveler of
Europe, was sitting in a cafe, in San Diego. She'd placed her order
for a BLT and fries a few minutes before and was now just passing the
time until it came. While waiting, her cell phone rang, and looking
at the display, she noticed it was her mom.
"Hi Mom, what's up?"
"Hi Honey. Where are you?"
"I'm at REGGIE'S, waiting for my lunch. Why?"
"Just curious...do you think you can stop by when you're
done?"
"Sure, I guess...I can be there in, say, half an hour?"
"That's fine...I'll see you then, Buffy."
"Okay, bye Mom."
After hanging up the phone, she noticed the waiter bringing
her food to her table. She thanked him and began eating.
When she was done, she paid her bill and left the restaurant. She
drove to her mom and dad's house and parking, she got out and went
into the house.
Her mom gave her a hug, which Buffy returned and then they
sat down.
"Okay Mom, so what's the what?"
"Buffy...your dad and I are going to Hawaii on vacation and
wanted to know if you'd wanna come with us."
Buffy began nodding furiously and got a big grin on her face.
Joyce laughed and grinned herself. They jumped out of their chairs
and began jumping up and down and dancing around. They started
singing, "We're going to Hawaii, we're going to Hawaii!" and were
giggling like crazy. Just then, Hank walked through the door, took
one look at his wife and daughter acting crazy, and left the room.
Within a week, the Summers family were headed for Hawaii.
They would be staying in a luxury hotel on the island of Honolulu.
***********************
Once they arrived, they quickly checked in and Hank and Joyce
headed off for sightseeing. Buffy decided to stay behind at the
hotel to see if there might be anyone around who was her age. She
left her room--her parents' room was across the hall from hers--and
headed down to the lobby. She stopped at the front desk to get
directions to the hotel pool and once she received them, off to the
pool she went. Her bikini was brand new and was blue with white
flowers on it and was in the Hawaiian print theme.
Heading for the first lounge chair she spotted, Buffy plopped
down at it, and since it was an outdoor pool, she lathered on some
sunscreen and put her sunglasses on. Scanning the other pool goers,
she didn't see anyone interesting, so she leaned back on the lounge
and closed her eyes, to rest them as the flight had began to catch up
with her.
Just as Buffy was about to doze off, someone bumped into her
chair and she quickly opened her eyes. Standing directly at the foot
of the lounge, was a man, about 6'2", with dark brown hair. He looked
in her direction at the same time she looked in his. Their eyes met
and Buffy arched one eyebrow as if to say, "What are you lookin' at?"
and "Like what'cha see?" The man responded by arching one of *his*
eyebrows back at her and then added a sly, sexy grin as well. She
gulped and sat up on her lounge, then lowered her sunglasses and took
a better look at him.
***********************
Rupert Giles was vacationing in Hawaii for the fifth time. He hadn't
been to the islands in a good 20 years and was surprised to see how
much things changed...but then again, things can change in the blink
of an eye...so imagine 20 years worth of eye blinking changes. He'd
gotten a room at The Hilton in Honolulu and had arrived the day
before. He was vacationing alone, having never been married, though
he'd been close a couple of times. It wasn't as if he were afraid of
marriage, he wasn't by any means, he just never felt as if he'd
picked the right woman for him...twice. His most recent engagement
had ended only five months before, which is why he had come to
Hawaii. To get away from her and her family...not to mention a few
members of his...they were *still* stalking him and hounding him with
questions about the called off wedding.
He'd felt like relaxing by the pool, so he'd put on a new pair of trunks--blue
with white flowers in the Hawaiian print theme--and walked on out to the pool. He noticed
a few empty lounges, so he
headed over to snag one, only to have someone else beat him to it.
Sighing, he turned and went towards another one. As he walked past
the woman in the lounge next to his, he accidentally bumped into
hers. Hoping she wouldn't wake up, as it seemed she was napping, he
continued the few steps to his lounge. Out of the corner of his eye,
he thought he saw her eyes open behind the sunglasses she wore. So he
paused and waited for her to say or do something, such as yell at him
for bumping her chair.
However, she didn't yell or even say a word. She just looked
at him, and arched one eyebrow in his direction, which he returned,
arching one of his eyebrows and figured a grin wouldn't hurt, either.
Apparently he was right, because she gulped, then sat up on her chair
and lowered her glasses to look at him closer.
***********************
"Are you going to stand there all day, ogling me, or what?"
Rupert grinned at her again, then sat down...but instead of
sitting on his lounge, he sat down on the foot of hers. She was
shocked by the sudden turn of events and wondered what he'd do next.
She didn't have long to wait, because the next thing she knew, he'd
grabbed one of her feet and had begun massaging it. Buffy was
flabbergasted. This guy, who didn't even know her, was sitting on her
chair massaging her foot. After he'd finished the one foot, he put it
down and began massaging her other foot. Too stunned to react, she
just sat there, not saying a word.
Finally, a few minutes later, he put her second foot down and then waited for her to speak.
And finally she did, though it wasn't without a little stuttering.
"Um...do you massage the feet of every woman you don't know, or am I just special?"
He laughed then introduced himself as Rupert Giles. She nodded "hello" and then
introduced herself.
"Hi, I'm Buffy and it's nice to meet you, Rupert...so, what brings you to Hawaii? I mean,
other than an airplane or two."
"Hello Buffy, nice to meet you too. I'm actually here to try and relax for a change. What
about you?"
"My parents actually. They invited me along on a vacation and since I've got nothing going
on at home...I figured I might as well tag along. Plus, I've always wanted to see Hawaii. It's
one place I didn't see while I was traveling a few months ago."
"Really, where did you travel, if I might ask?"
She grinned and then told him about her European travels. He asked her what she'd thought of the
places she'd visited.
"I think I liked France the best...gorgeous scenery, yummy food, *great* shopping! Though I
also liked Germany and Italy, it's pretty nice to be back in the states. Plus, I kinda missed my
friends and my parents. What about you, have you done much traveling?"
"Well, I'm from England, but yes, I've done quite a bit of traveling. France, Italy, as
well as New York and California. Of course, Hawaii as well. Where are you from?"
"Los Angeles, originally but after I graduated three years ago, my parents moved to San
Diego. And when I came back from Europe, I moved to San Diego as well. Have you ever been to
Hawaii before, Rupert?"
He nodded and told her it had been a few years since he'd last been. The two of them chatted a
few more minutes about anything and everything.
"Well, I don't know about you, but this sun and warm weather's making me wanna jump in that
pool in front of me," she grinned.
"That sounds like a lovely idea, Buffy...shall we?" He grinned back at her.
He stood, then offered her his hand to assist her off the lounge, which she took. Then they
walked over to the pool and as he began easing himself in--to get used to the temperature of
the water--she took a running jump and did a cannonball into the pool.
When she surfaced a moment later, she noticed that Rupert was standing right next to her, and
was looking completely drenched now. She offered him a sheepish grin of apology, which he
returned with a glare. Noticing his glare, she decided to swim away from him as fast as she
could.
As Buffy began swimming away from him, Rupert grinned wickedly at her retreating backside, then
went under water to swim towards her. She was about two feet away from him, when she felt a hand
around one of her ankles, dragging her to the bottom of the pool. As she went under, she managed
a quick breath, then opened her eyes to see who'd dragged her down. It was Rupert, who was
looking back at her and grinning wickedly again. He grabbed her arms and pulled her to him, then
wrapped her arms around his waist. Putting his own arms around her waist, the two of them then
went back to the top of the pool and caught their breaths.
"What was the grabbing me thingy for? You trying to drown me or what?"
He didn't say a word, instead he just looked down at her, then lowered his head to hers and
kissed her softly. She was surprised, to say the least, but kissed him back. The kiss continued,
and she reached up and put her arms around his neck, to kiss him more fully. He still had his
arms around her waist, so he picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist. That done,
they kissed again, and added some tongue this time.
********************
"BUFFY ANNE SUMMERS!", Joyce Summers screeched, spotting her daughter in the middle of
the pool, kissing some man.
Buffy, swearing she heard her mom yell her name, pulled away from Rupert. He wondered why she
ended the kiss, he turned his head, and saw an irate woman standing at the side of the pool.
Quickly putting two and two together, realizing that the irate woman knew Buffy, and judging
by the glare on her face, he knew he was in deep doo-doo. He dropped Buffy into the pool,
without being aware of it.
Buffy gasped as Rupert dropped her into the water. Standing up in the
pool, she glared at him, grabbed a hold of his trunks, yanked them down to his knees. Then she
jumped out of the pool, stormed past her
mother and anyone else standing around. She then tore through the
hotel doors, by-passed the elevators, flew up the three flights of
stairs and to her room.
*********************
Back at the pool, Rupert was still standing in the water, having not yet noticed that Buffy had
yanked his trunks down to his knees. He was too busy still staring at the irate woman. Suddenly,
the poolside lifeguard blew his whistle, then announced.
"Hey you! Guy with his trunks hanging down, pull them up before I have security take you
away for indecent exposure!"
Rupert glanced down in that second, and shrieked like a little girl ...for seeing everything
being exposed. He quickly pulled his shorts back up, then high-tailed it outta the pool. As he
passed Joyce, she grabbed his arm. She spun him around and pointed a finger at him.
"Who do you think you are, kissing my daughter like that!?!? How old are you, anyway?
My daughter is only 21 years-old and you're at least twice that! Why don't you find some woman
your own age to kiss, and leave my daughter the hell alone!!", she yelled, poking him in
the chest.
He swallowed a few times...cleared his throat, shoved her hand away from him and answered her.
"My name is Rupert Giles, and I'm 45...not that it is any of your business how old I am.
As for your daughter, you said yourself that she is 21. Which, if I'm to remember correctly,
means that she is an adult. Legal for smoking, drinking, gambling, and any other thing she
wishes to do. It is not your decision, nor anybody else's decision as to what she does with her
life. That includes kissing any man or
woman, that she wants to. I'll admit that I initiated the first kiss, but your daughter not only
kissed me back, she threw in a few more of her own kisses."
That being said, he turned around and went through the doors and into the hotel.
*********************
Buffy, upstairs in her room, was furiously pacing back and forth. How
dare her mother embarrass her like that!! She was 21, not 5 and Buffy
was *certainly* going to make sure her mother remembered that! It
suddenly dawned on her that she was still in a wet bathing suit, which was starting to chafe
a little. She went into the bathroom and after turning the shower on, she climbed in and washed
the smell of the pool off of her.
**********************
Downstairs, Rupert stormed up to the hotel's front desk. Ringing the bell on said desk, he
waited impatiently for the concierge to notice him. Finally he did and asked Rupert what he
needed.
"I'd like the room number for one of your guests, please."
"I-I'm sorry, but I can't give that information to you, Sir."
"Not even to another one of your hotel guests? I'm staying on
the third floor."
The concierge paused, then told Rupert again that he couldn't give out anyone's room number.
Rupert got annoyed, and an annoyed Rupert was not something anyone wanted to see or deal with.
Particularly when you were the one to annoy Rupert in the first place. He counted to three under
his breath, but it didn't do any good, so he grabbed the concierge by the
tie and reeled him in, until he and Rupert were facing nose to nose.
"Listen you little weasel, I asked politely, and you didn't help me out. So now I'm forced
to ask *un-politely*. May I *please* have the room number for one of the other hotel guests,
NOW?!"
"Okay, okay, who's room number did you want?" The concierge squeaked.
Rupert let go of the man's tie and smiled...and then told him whose room number he wanted.
"Buffy Summers, please and thank you."
"S-she's on the t-third floor, in r-room 315...just past the elevators."
"Now see, that wasn't difficult, was it? Thank you for your assistance, good day."
He headed for the elevators and as soon as he was out of sight, the man behind the desk, sighed
in relief, then slumped to the floor.
*********************
Back upstairs in her room, Buffy was just climbing out of the shower. She wrapped one towel
around her hair and another one around the rest of her. Grabbing her bathing suit off the
floor, she rinsed it out in cold water in the sink, then wrung it out and hung it up.
Then she opened the bathroom door and walked out into the room. As
she headed over to the closet, where her dresses were now hanging,
she heard a knock on her door. Figuring it was probably her pissed
off mom, she thought about ignoring it, but then realized her mom
would've just barged in. So she went over and opened the door. It was
Rupert...and he was looking a bit frustrated.
Rupert, who'd been looking around while waiting for Buffy to answer the door, turned when the
door opened. He noticed that she had a towel on her head, then gulped when he saw she had
another towel around her body. It dawned on him that she had most likely just
gotten out of the shower, and briefly had a naughty thought about her
wet and naked in the shower, then quickly shook the thought away
mentally.
"R-rupert! What are you doing here? How'd you get my room number?" she asked, wrapping
the towel tighter around herself.
"W-what?...*Oh*, yes, I'm here to see you, obviously...and the concierge gave me your
room number."
"Oh...okay...uh...can you give me a few minutes to put something on?"
He thought about telling her "no" and taking the towel off of her, then licking off
any and all drops of water that were still on her. Instead, he nodded, then watched her shut
the door, and waited semi-patiently for her to come back to the door. As he waited, he spotted
her mother just stepping out of the elevator. He cursed under his
breath, then quickly decided to hide in Buffy's room, so Joyce wouldn't see him. Taking a quick
breath, he opened Buffy's door, stepped inside, then shut the door quickly behind him.
Buffy, hearing her door open, spun around, saw Rupert and wondered what he was doing in her
room, since she hadn't actually invited him in or anything. She quickly pulled a tank top and
shorts on, before he turned from the door and caught her in just a bra and panties. After
getting clothes on, she went over to him and put her hand on his arm to turn him around in
her direction.
"What are you doing in here? I told you to wait a few minutes so I could get dressed...but
you barged in here before I said you could come in."
"I know, Buffy and I apologize...but your mother just stepped off the elevator a moment
ago and she'll give me hell if she sees me outside your door. So, I hid in here really
quickly."
"You hid from my mom in here? What makes you think she won't come in here to yell at me for
kissing you downstairs? Not that I really care if she yells at me or not, since I plan on
yelling at her as well. How *dare* she embarrass me like that?! I can kiss any guy I want to!
I can do whatever the heck I want to, I'm an adult and she should know that by now! I can travel
Europe, no questions or concerns, but I kiss a gorgeous man in a pool, and she flips!!
Grrrr!!!"
He listened to her rant, and paused when she said "gorgeous man" and couldn't help
but preen a little. She saw him stand up a little
straighter and rolled her eyes in annoyance.
"Good grief! Don't let that "gorgeous man" thing swell your head... either of
them. You're gorgeous, among other things, which I've no doubt you hear all the time from other
women. So get over it."
Rupert grinned at her little speech, then pulled her over to sit on the bed next to him.
"What are you--", she began to ask, before his lips on hers shut her up.
He'd waited as long as he could, before needing to kiss her again... wondering if the kisses
downstairs had been a fluke. She leaned further into the kiss, then searched for his tongue
with hers and when she found it, she played tongue twister with it. He groaned and urged her
down onto the bed. They kissed again and she put her hands on his chest to run her fingers
through the hair she found there. One of her hands, accidentally brushed one of his nipples
and he gasped ...she did it again, and he moaned.
Grinning, she pushed him onto his back, then straddled his waist and kissed her way down his
chest, swirling her tongue around his nipples. Rupert gasped and groaned as he felt her hot
little lips and tongue kissing his chest all over.
He placed his hands on her hips, then flipped them over, so she was on the bottom now. Then he
kissed her lips and tangled his tongue with hers, she moaned and tongue wrestled with him some
more.
He put one of his hands on her tummy, and she took it and moved it
under her shirt. He moved his hand up to the underside of her bra.
She held her breath and waited for his next move. His fingers moved
up to undo the front clasp of her bra.
*************************
Just as his hand was about to encircle one of her nipples, the door to the room was shoved
open and Joyce came stomping in.
She scanned the room for her daughter and saw Buffy on the bed, with
Rupert on top of her, with his hand hiding beneath Buffy's shirt.
Shocked speechless for a minute, she just stood there, taking in what
was going on over in the bed. Regaining her speaking abilities, she
cleared her throat, then opened her mouth to do some more yelling.
"Buffy! What are you...hey! Get off my daughter, you pervert!"
Buffy and Rupert froze, then both looked over to see Joyce,
glaring, again, at them. He started to remove his hand, and Buffy
growled in frustration at her mother's impeccable timing for
interrupting them. She gently moved out from under Rupert and quietly
told him to stay put. Then she climbed off the bed and stalked over
to stand face to face with Joyce.
"Mother, I'll tell you once and once only...I...am...an...adult, and I will do whatever
I want, with whomever I want, *whenever* I want. You have no right to tell me what or what
not to do anymore. I suggest you get out of my room, before I do something I'll regret... like
having Rupert bodily throw you out on your ass."
Buffy went back over to the bed and pulled Rupert back towards her, as she lay back down. He
resisted a little, since Joyce was still in the room...but Buffy persuaded him.
"Rupert, it's okay, just ignore her, she has nothing to do with you and me. You and I are
the only ones in here, so, can we please get back to what we were doing?"
He looked at Joyce once more, then shrugged, and began kissing Buffy again. Joyce, stunned by
her daughter's words, took a calming breath, looked once more at the couple on the bed, and
then left the room, slapping the "DO NOT DISTURB" sign on the door on her way out.
Once
she'd fully left, Buffy hopped off the bed once more, and went over to lock the door, so NO
one could interrupt them again!!
********************
As she sauntered back to the bed, he sat up and grinned suggestively
at her approach. She giggled and jumped onto the bed, right next to
him. They began kissing again, and he lifted her shirt up and off of
her. She grinned at his pleasantly stunned reaction to her *almost*
nekkid chest. Buffy grabbed a hold of her bra, and flung it off and
over her shoulder. He gulped and swallowed a couple of times...then
she took his hands and put them on her now naked breasts. He began to
lean in to kiss one, when there was *another* knock on her room door.
*Extremely* ticked off now, she lunged off the bed, stormed
over to the door, and flung it open.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT, NOW?!?!", she snarled.
The guy at the door, Jimmy from Room Service, looked at Buffy, then looked down at her
chest....which she'd neglected to cover back up.
"What are you looking at?!", she yelled, glaring at him.
"Uh...you...um...", he gestured towards her chest, causing her to look down.
Buffy cursed under her breath, then yelled at Jimmy some more.
"You've never seen a woman's boobs before? Quit looking at them, ya sicko! You have food
for me, then bring it in already...sheesh!"
Jimmy managed to look elsewhere for once, as he brought in the room service cart. She signed
for it, then told him to get out. Which he quickly did, not bothering to wait for a tip he
most likely wouldn't be getting from her. Buffy slammed the door, re-locked it, and then went
over to the food cart. As she began removing the lid from a food dish, she heard a snicker.
Looking up to where Rupert was still sitting on the bed, she saw him biting his lip to keep
from laughing his head off.
"Oh shut up! At least *I* didn't expose *MY* self to a whole
swimming pool of people, like you did!", she said, grabbing some
fries and munching on them.
Rupert stopped snickering and instead flushed in remembered embarrassment. Then he remembered
*why* he'd wound up exposing
himself...Buffy.
"I might have exposed myself, but *you're* the one responsible for it, and not me",
he replied.
"Yeah, yeah....you dropped me in the water, so I had to do something to get you back...and
I was inspired. Speaking of exposure, you took my shirt off, so I guess we're sorta even
then?"
He thought about it for a moment, then climbed off the bed and stalked her. She looked up from
her burger and fries, saw him coming towards her, and ignored it. That is, until he dropped
to his knees in front of her, snaked his arms around her waist, and latched on to one of
her nipples. Buffy gasped, then gasped louder, as his
lips and tongue, began suckling and licking her nipple. Moaning in
pleasure as he added a little nibble with his teeth. He reached up
with one of his hands and began tweaking and gently tugging at her
lonely nipple. She ran her fingers through his hair, as his suckling
continued.
Just as he was about to switch to the other nipple, the phone in the room began ringing.
"Oh bloody Hell! Is there a conspiracy against us that we aren't aware of or something? I
mean, Good Lord!", he griped.
Buffy stomped her foot in anger, then went over to answer the
phone.
"Yes?!?"
"Ah yes, Miss Summers? This is Rudy, the concierge down at the front desk."
"Uh huh, what do you need?" she asked, annoyed.
"I have a bag down here, that one of the people on the pool staff, brought to me. It has
your name in it."
"Oh! Thank you! I can't believe I forgot all about it! I'll be right down!" she
said, quickly hanging up the phone.
*****************
After leaving the room in a hurry, she ran down the stairs and to the front desk.
"Hi, I'm Buffy Summers and I believe someone named Rudy just called my room. He told me
that my beach bag was brought here from the pool patio?"
"Hello, yes, Miss Summers. I'm Rudy and I have your bag right here", he replied as
he reached down and picked her bag up off the floor.
"Thanks, Rudy. I appreciate it...do I have to sign something or show any ID to prove that
the bag's mine?"
"No, that's all right, I recognize your voice from the phone. Here's your bag, and I hope
you enjoy the rest of your stay at this hotel."
Handing her the bag, she thanked him again, then holding the bag securely, went back upstairs.
*******************
Unlocking her room, she went inside and put her bag down. She noticed that Rupert wasn't in
the room anymore, and was kinda bummed.
"Hmm, I wonder where he went?", she mused aloud to herself.
Shrugging, she decided to change into something dressier for the restaurant/lounge downstairs.
Quickly slipping into a white halter dress with pale pink flowers on it--in the Hawaiian
print--and a pair of white high heeled sandals, she grabbed a handbag--with room key & ID in
it--then left the room.
********************
Back in his room, Rupert was in the shower...he'd been in his wet swim trunks the whole day,
almost. Shampooing his hair, his mind
started thinking about Buffy...wondering what she thought of him.
Then, since his mind was already thinking about her, he figured he
could think about seeing her in nothing but a towel. That thought,
led to thinking about her wearing nothing at all. Which lead to
thoughts of what might have taken place, had the phone, among other
things, not interrupted the two of them. He couldn't get the taste of
her lips or other things, out of his head...and he groaned sexily, as
thoughts of how she tasted, lead to...well...Mr. Pointy, getting
pointy…
********************
As soon as she found the restaurant, named ALOHA, OI. She walked through the entrance and was
immediately escorted to a table. Sitting down at one of the stools at the table, she was
handed a menu and a glass of water. Glancing around, she didn't see anyone she knew, namely
her parents or Rupert.
Frowning in disappointment, she perused the menu to see what kind of
food was offered at the restaurant. She wasn't super hungry, since
she'd just had a burger and fries a little while before...though it
had gotten fairly cold while she'd been distracted.
She decided to start with some Mozzarella Sticks and a Margarita. After placing her order with
the waiter, she sat back on her stool and tapped her feet to the live music. Within a few
minutes, her food and drink were served to her and she dug in. When she was done with the
Mozzarella sticks, she sat back with the rest of her Margarita, to enjoy the music some more.
As she sat there just relaxing, the band sudedely started playing one of her favorite
songs, "CHOP SUEY" by System Of A Down.
Buffy jumped off her stool, and bounced over to the dance floor. The song played and Buffy
danced her heart away. When that song ended, "PAIN" by 4 Star Mary began playing and
Buffy danced some more.
A few more fast paced songs later, Buffy was ready to sit down for a rest. Walking back to her
table, she hopped back up onto her stool and chugged a tall glass of ice water. Catching her ]
breath, she watched everyone else dance for a little while. Just then, a nice slower song,
"YOUR BODY IS A WONDERLAND", by John Mayer, began playing. Buffy grinned happily and
wondered if she could get a guy to
dance with her. She scanned the crowds and spotted Rudy, from the front desk. He was chatting
with the bar tender and Buffy couldn't
help but admire Rudy's yummy looks. 5'10", 180 lbs, blue-green eyes,
dark blonde hair...yummy. He'd changed into blue jeans and a dark
blue shirt.
She got off her stool again and walked over to him. When she reached him, she tapped on his
shoulder to get his attention.
"Rudy?"
He spun around and saw her, then grinned.
"Hi, Buffy, right?"
"Yeah, hi! Wanna dance?"
"Sure!! Let's go!"
He escorted her onto the dance floor, pulled her into his arms and they began dancing. Buffy was
having a blast and Rudy was a really good dancer. When "YOUR BODY IS A WONDERLAND"
ended, the next song, "PICTURE" by Kid Rock & Sheryl Crow began playing. Buffy and
Rudy kept dancing.
*********************
Upstairs, Rupert was just grabbing his wallet and room key. He was wearing tight black jeans
with a white Oxford button down shirt,
accessorized with a black leather jacket and a gold hoop in his left ear. He walked out of his
room and got into the elevator to go
downstairs. When he stepped out of the elevator, he headed for "ALOHA, OI" to get
something to eat.
He walked through the open doorway of the restaurant and waited patiently to be seated. While
he was waiting, he spied an attractive couple dancing rather closely...he thought they looked
a tad bit familiar, but couldn't place where he recognized them from, at first.
After being shown to a booth, he sipped on a glass of ice water, while he scanned through the
menu. He placed his order for a well-done 10 oz. sirloin steak, with a baked potato with sour
cream,
broccoli, and a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon.
Rupert sat and watched everyone who was dancing, while he waited for his dinner to be served. As
he watched, the couple he'd noticed earlier, turned around while dancing, and he was able to
recognize the guy as being Rudy, the weasle-y little Concierge. He sneered at the boy from
his table, he wasn't able to recognize the female yet. Just as he was ready to leave his table
for a closer look of the girl, the waitress brought him his dinner. Thanking her, he dug in
and was slightly surprised to realize how hungry he was.
Around 20 minutes later, as he was finishing the baked potato, he *finally* got a good look at
the girl who'd been dancing and flirting with Rudy this whole time. His fork froze half-way to
his mouth, as he saw that it was Buffy....HIS Buffy! He let the fork full of food drop back
onto his plate. Quickly drinking the last few drops of his wine, Rupert got up from his booth
and stormed over to a nearby table. Grabbing the hand of the first woman he saw, he whirled her
out onto the dance floor. The song, "DO YOU WANNA DANCE?" began playing and Rupert
grinned Ripperishly at his dance partner. Then,
the two of them began getting their freak on.
Buffy squealed in delight when the song began playing and she started dirty dancing with Rudy,
who laughed and started doing twists and turns with her. The two couples were dancing like
crazy and unbeknownst to them, everyone else who'd been dancing, had cleared the dance floor, to
watch Rudy & Buffy and Rupert & The Unknown Woman. The audience were clapping and cheering and
as the song drew to an end, Rudy pulled a move straight from the movie--DIRTY DANCING-- and
lifted Buffy up above his head...while Rupert slid his partner between his legs, then pulled her
up into one final spin, ending the song with a dip. The audience went crazy and cheered loud
enough for the two couples to come back to reality and blush, bow and curtsy.
When a new song began playing, everyone crowded the dance floor again and Buffy realized Rupert
had been dancing next to her with The Unknown Woman the whole time. Frowning in disgust at The
Unknown Woman, and making a face at Rupert, Buffy grabbed Rudy began
slow dancing with him to the new song that had just started playing--
"When A Man Loves A Woman". Holding him close, she turned her head
every so often, to see where Rupert and The Unknown Woman were.
Rupert and his dance partner, had also begun dancing to the slow song, and by now they'd
exchanged names. Celia was her name and
she was clinging tightly to Rupert, who wasn't paying much attention,
as now *he* was keeping an eye on Buffy & Rudy. He didn't like how
close they were dancing, but chose to ignore it, for the time being.
He smiled distractedly at Celia, who wondered what he was finding so
fascinating on the other end of the dance floor.
Buffy had seen Rupert look in her & Rudy's direction, and then seen him smile at The Now-Known
Woman he was dancing with. She didn't like how closely *they* were dancing, but also chose to
temporarily ignore it. Rudy was completely oblivious to the whole thing, since he was checking
out a well endowed red head over by the bar.
About halfway through the song, Celia decided to do something to get Rupert's full attention,
so she grabbed his butt. Rupert--still looking over in Buffy's direction, jumped in surprise,
when Celia grabbed his butt.
Buffy, who'd seen Celia grab HER Rupey's butt, had had enough!! It was time to get her man back
where he belonged--with HER!! She left Rudy--now winking and flirting outrageously with the
red head--on the dance floor and stalked over to Rupert.
Grabbing a hold of Celia with one arm and Rupert with the other, she threw them away from each
other. She grabbed a drink from a nearby table, and threw its contents on Celia, then took
Rupert by the ear, and dragged him out of the restaurant.
********************
"Buffy what-", he began.
"WHO THE HELL WAS THAT *SLUT* YOU WERE DANCING WITH?!?" she
demanded.
Taken aback, he couldn't think of a response right away, which gave Buffy the opportunity to
sling more insults.
"WHO. WAS. SHE. RUPERT?!?", she spat out vehemently this time.
"Just some woman, Buffy...what's it to you?"
"JUST SOME WOMAN?! SHE DIDN'T LOOK LIKE "SOME" WOMAN TO ME, ESPECIALLY WHEN SHE
GRABBED YOUR BUTT LIKE THAT!"
"Why were you dancing with that...that...pillock?!"
"Who? Oh…He's NOT a pillock!! YOU are!!! And quit trying to change the subject!!"
"He is TOO a pillock and I'll bloody well change the topic if I bloody well please! You
danced with a pillock and I danced with a
slut..."
"AH HA! You *admit* that she's a slut!!!"
"I did NO such thing!"
"You did TOO! You just said that I danced with a pillock--which he IS NOT--and you danced
with a slut!"
He thought for a second, then realizing he had indeed called Celia a slut, he cursed.
"Well she IS NOT a slut and shame on you for putting that description of her into my head!
As for her grabbing my bum, so what if she did? She likes my bum, and that's not a crime, last
I heard."
Buffy paced back and forth in anger, as she paced, she muttered under her breath, but Rupert
couldn't make anything out.
"For God's sake, Buffy, what are you prattling on about now?!"
"You mean other than offing that SLUT you danced with and jumping your bones? Nothing
much, really."
His mouth dropped open in an 'O' when she said she wanted to "jump his bones", then
he recalled her saying something about the woman. Offing her, that's what it was.
"You're not going to *off* *anyone*!"
Buffy pouted in disappointment. He grinned at the pout.
"Fine, Spoilsport...then what about jumping your bones?" she asked, grinning cheekily.
"You know, I've always wondered what that particular phrase is supposed to mean...I mean,
why on Earth would one person want to
jump another person's bones? I mean, what exactly, would that accomplish? And wouldn't jumping
on the bones of someone, be quite
painful?"
Buffy groaned at his stalling tactics, then smacked his arm, and mock glared at him.
"Rupert!! Be serious!", she whined.
"Oh all right, yes you may."
"Huh? I may what?" she asked in confusion.
He didn't give her an answer, knowing she was smart enough to figure out what he'd just given
her permission to do.
Buffy suddenly got a big grin on her face and she looked up at Rupert.
He grinned a Ripperesque grin at her, then swung her into his arms and onto his shoulder in a
fireman's carry. She squealed while giggling as he carried her into the elevator and pushed
the number for the third floor. When the elevator doors closed shut, she pinched his butt and
he yelped, then laughed.
He took her off of his shoulder and gently pinned her against the elevator
wall,then hit the EMERGENCY button, so the elevator would stop. Then he leaned
forward and kissed her, which she leaned into and returned. Then his hand
slid down the front of her dress and down her leg, then slid his hand up the inside
of her dress. She gasped as she felt his hand sliding up her thigh. She decided his shirt
was far too tucked in and started hastily pulling it out of his pants.
Before long, her hands were roaming up his warm back, enjoying the feel of his
hands against her hips, just at the edge of her buttocks...taking control, she
pushed him to the other side of the elevator, her hands moving to his chest. She decided she
was too low and pulled herself up his body, wrapping her legs around his hips. One of
his hands slid further up, caressing her back while the other supported her, squeezing and
massaging one of her firm round butt-cheeks.
She ground her hips against his, and he let her slide down his body. She
looked a little disappointed for a second, before he smiled at her, kneeling.
*************
Hank angrily jabbed the button again.
"This is ridiculous," he growled.
"Damn thing must be broken."
The lights had been showing the thing on the second floor since they'd walked
over.
"Come on, it's only three floors, let's take the stairs."
Joyce walked over to the stairs, and waited for her husband, who was jabbing
the button still.
"Honey?"
"Sure, sure, whatever."
He joined his wife, and they started down the stairs.
*************
Buffy gasped as his hands began to work her panties down. She thought she
really should feel ridiculous, standing leaning against the wall of a hotel elevator with
a man's head up her skirt, but the kisses he was raining down on her thighs, hips and stomach
were just making her feel so good she couldn't care less.
She was hardly a virgin, but still she felt strangely exposed as he pulled her
panties down to her knees. He was so close to her, after all, she found herself worrying
about her last bikini wax. She wasn't sure why she cared so much what he thought, after all,
she'd never felt so self-conscious before. He soon derailed that train of thought by pulling
her hips down so he could lick and nibble at her, his hands gently teasing at her thighs and
butt.
*************
"Well, Sir, there could be any number of reasons for the elevator to be
malfunctioning, we have had children playing with the buttons before...no, unless the alarm
button is pushed, the company have a four-hour response time..."
"This is a disgrace,"
Hank growled at the clerk, "What if I had someone disabled with me,
hmm?"
"Then you would have been in one of our specially adapted ground-floor
suites, Sir."
"Can't do a thing, huh, hands tied?"
"Quite, Sir... I... I can offer some hotel vouchers to spend in the
restaurant or bar?"
"Oh, well, that helps, certainly."
******************
She whimpered quietly, trying to support herself against the wall, grabbing
his shoulders, anything she could lay her hands on as her legs began to give
out as he sucked gently on her clit. God, he was so much better at this than any man she'd
had before. She'd heard that French and Italian men were supposed to be the best lovers, but she
thought whoever had thought that had clearly never met this Englishman.
"R..rupert... please, I... I can't..." She screamed, losing her grip
on the rail that ran across the elevator.
He pulled his head up from under her dress, suddenly. She couldn't help
laughing at the sight of him with her juices glistening around his mouth, looking up at her,
worried that he'd done something wrong, that she'd changed her mind.
"Buffy?"
"Legs." she said. "I can't... God you're good at that."
He smiled.
"I thought you'd changed your mind."
"God, no... just... I think we've held the elevator up long enough."
He stood, rearranging their clothes. Rupert smoothed her dress down gently
with one hand while he pressed the emergency button with the other. The two of them made
their way out of the elevator, trying to act like nothing naughty had taken place between them
in the elevator. She grabbed Rupert's hand and practically dragged him to her room! Unlocking
the door quickly, she threw the door open with her free
hand, and then with the hand still holding onto Rupert, she tugged him into
her room. Slammed the door shut, locked it, and immediately pinned him against the
back of the door. He was taken aback slightly, by her dominance, but also getting turned on
even more by it. She hooked one of her arms behind his neck and pulled him down to engage in
some smoochies. He was more than happy to indulge her with the smoochies...and
he pulled her up so she'd be the same height as him. Buffy wrapped her legs around his waist
and her free arm around his neck with her other arm.
Rupert slowly began walking the two of them over to the queen-sized bed in the
room and he lowered her to the mattress. She whimpered when their lips
separated, but grinned when he began removing his clothes. Starting with the
black leather jacket, which he tossed onto a nearby chair. She kicked off her sandals and then
urged him to her, so she could help him with his clothes. He grinned but stayed where he was,
giggling at her pout. He unbuttoned the first three buttons on his white Oxford shirt, and then
Buffy got off the bed and unbuttoned the rest of them. She spread the sides of his now opened
shirt and almost drooled at the site of his…undershirt?
"Rupert?"
"Yes, Luv?"
"Why do you have a t-shirt on underneath your dress shirt that says,
"TELL YOUR BOYFRIEND I SAID THANKS!"?"
He froze, looked down at said shirt, and turned three shades of red.
She giggled at his stunned expression, then yanked both shirts off of him.
Sighing in relief, she let the shirts fall on the floor someplace. Rupert now stood there in
his tight black jeans and his black dress shoes. Buffy, who still had on her dress, pulled him
over to the bed and made him sit down on it. Then she waltzed over to a radio,
that was conveniently sitting by the tv. She turned it on, and finding a slow, sultry song, she
began to dance for Rupert.
As she danced, Rupert wondered how much longer Buffy would continue
to drive him crazy. He was enjoying her dance, but the only thing he could think of, was
getting her naked and having his wicked way with her. Repeatedly. His thoughts
were interrupted suddenly, by a pale pink dress with white Hawaiian style flowers on it, landing
in his lap. It dawned on him quickly, that since he hadn't been wearing a dress, Buffy must have
just taken hers off! His head snapped up to see her still dancing for him, only now she was just
wearing pale pink bikini panties.
Buffy grinned suggestively at him and Rupert, having quickly recovered from
his shock, grinned back at her. She stalked over to the bed and climbed up next to
where he was sitting. He pulled her into his lap and she wrapped her arms around his neck. They
exchanged kisses that quickly grew heated.
She ran her fingers down the back of his neck and around to play with the soft
hairs on his chest. Like she'd done earlier in the day...and she rubbed his nipples too.
Softly groaning, he ran his fingers down her back and along the top of her panties. She gasped
in surprise and started kissing his neck and she urged him to lay down. Which he did, pulling her down with
him.
Her kisses trailed down his neck and to his nipples, which she sucked and
nibbled on. He moaned and gasped as she continued her attention to his
chest. Her mouth moved away from his nipples, and began kissing down his chest...to the
button fly of his jeans. She grinned up at him, then attacked the buttons on his jeans. Each
button undone revealed black silk boxers. When she suddenly stopped undoing his buttons, halfway
down, he wondered if she was having second thoughts about everything. He
lifted his head from the pillow to look at her. Buffy was staring at his boxers in amusement.
"Buffy? Is something wrong?"
"Huh? Oh...no, Rupert. I just think it's funny that your boxers have little conversation
hearts on them."
"They were on sale, so I bought them for Valentine's Day."
"Oh, okay", she said, then got back to work.
When his jeans were completely unbuttoned, she tugged on them and with his
help, pulled the jeans all the way off. They landed on the floor next to her
dress. Next, she began kissing her way up his long, sexy legs, beginning with his toes.
He giggled when she licked and kissed his feet and toes but the giggling stopped as
her kisses got higher and higher up his legs. As Buffy's kisses reached the bottom of his
boxers, she placed one last kiss on the now evident bulge in them. Rupert gasped, then
groaned when the kiss ended and she moved away from his lap.
While she'd been tormenting him, he'd been making a plan, in between her hot
and wet little licks and kisses. Buffy squealed when she found herself lying
on her back, with a very sexy Rupert looming over her. He leaned in and gave her a hard,
demanding kiss, which she eagerly returned. Then his kisses moved down her neck, licking
and nibbling the whole way down. She held her breath in anticipation as his mouth moved
closer and closer to her left breast. When he kissed that breast, she moaned....and
when his mouth moved over and kissed her breast bone, she groaned.
"Don't.....tease, Rupert."
He smirked, as if to say, "Why not? You teased me."
Buffy licked her suddenly dry lips and he groaned as he saw her little,
pink tongue. She smirked at his groan, which quickly evaporated her smirk, when he
latched onto her left nipple and began sucking. Moaning loudly at his sudden "attack",
Buffy's hands grabbed the back of his neck and held him at her nipple. Feelings so
intense were engulfing her body in wave after wave of immense pleasure. His suckling
continued and his free hand rubbed and pinched her right nipple gently. She kept moaning,
feeling an orgasm suddenly approaching her....and just as it was almost upon her, his
mouth left her nipple. An annoyed growl left her mouth, and he chuckled.
"Why....why'd you stop?", she panted.
Rupert didn't answer her question, and instead kissed her mouth passionately.
She kissed him back and when the kiss ended, urged him to her right nipple. He latched
onto that one and his mouth began licking and suckling. He heard her moan again,
and he suckled harder. Buffy's hips began to thrust upwards of their own accord and she was
getting close to an orgasm again. As his mouth continued sucking, one of his hands wondered
down to her panties. He groaned around her nipple, when he felt her wetness soaking
through her panties.
Using one of his fingers, Rupert began rubbing her clit through the wet
underwear.
That was all she apparently needed, because the next thing they both knew, she
had arched her hips up and began moaning and shaking, as the most intense
orgasm she'd ever experienced, rushed through her. Rupert kept rubbing her clit, slowly
bringing her down from the peak of pleasure. Buffy sighed in relief as the orgasm began
ending and she could catch her breath finally.
*******************
After a few moments, Buffy regained her ability to speak. "God,
that was incredible, Rupert!"
She yawned suddenly and then said, "Man, that orgasm sure wore me
out...."
Rupert stared at her in disbelief, as she acted like she was going to go to
sleep on him. She looked him up and down, not failing to notice the even bigger bulge in
his boxer shorts. Then she grinned slyly at him and beckoned him up for a kiss. He took the
hint and they kissed sweetly. Her hand ran down to the waistband of his boxers. Her
fingers slid down to the opening in the shorts, reached inside and found....
"Wow!", she gasped and grinned saucily at him.
Her hand gripped him firmly, but not *too* firmly, and she began stroking him
up and down. Rupert groaned as her little hand continued its ministrations.
Buffy looked closer at his erection and saw a drop of wetness on its tip...she couldn't help but
wonder what it might taste like. Glancing up at him, she noticed his head was resting on one of
the pillows. His eyes were shut, and his hands were clenched in the bed sheets. Her hand
stroked him a little firmer and a little faster.
As Buffy's hand kept moving, she kept thinking about how Rupert might taste
like...but she'd never tasted a man before. So she removed her hand from his hardness
and when he looked down, she was leaning down to kiss his tip.
When her lips touched him, Rupert's eyes widened in pleasure. Her eyes met
his, and she grinned and without any warning, engulfed his erection with her hot,
wet, mouth. Groaning loudly his time, his eyes rolled back and snapped shut. He
couldn't believe the sensations she was envoking in him.
Buffy was pleasantly surprised at how tasty he was, so she sucked him like a
lollypop. Removing her mouth every now and then, to swirl her tongue around his
tip. All sorts of strange sounds were coming from Rupert now....he sounded like a sick cow
or something. She thought it was funny...so she set out to see how many other sounds
Rupert could make. Rupert was beginning to think Buffy would wind up killing him from
her tongue's loving attentions. He could feel himself on the verge of coming,
however, he wanted to come when he was inside of Buffy.
"B-buffy...."
She looked up at him questioningly.
"I...I'm about to come...."
Releasing him from her mouth, she asked him, "You are?"
He nodded, then pulled her up his body, to kiss her on the mouth. She
hesitated slightly, wondering if he'd care that she had his taste in her
mouth. He didn't seem to care though, so she joined him in a kiss. Their lips met and their tongues
duelled with each other. He flipped them over, so that Buffy was on her back, then began kissing
his way down her body. She held her breath as his kisses got lower and lower. His mouth
reached her panties, and kissed her clit through them. Gasping, she was suddenly
desperate for a repeat performance of his tongue on her clit...like in the elevator.
Apparently he was thinking along the same lines, for he abruptly tore her panties off of her.
Her eyes bugged out as she watched her now-ruined underwear fly across the room. They
landed on a lampshade.
Buffy shrieked as his tongue played "Deep Sea Diver" and began diving for
"pearls"....one pearl in particular. Hers. Within seconds, her "pearl" was
throbbing and she felt ready to explode from the talent that was Rupert's tongue.
"Oh...ohh...R-Rupert....I'm gonna.....ohhhh.....faster, please....ooh,
harder now....that's it....right there....oh god....more, please....almost...almost....OH GOD!!!!!
RUPERRRRRRRRRT!!! Ohhh, that's so goooood......"
Buffy was so caught up in the throes of passion, she never heard a knock on
the door...luckily for her and Rupert. The person who was knocking on the door of
Buffy's room, knocked three more times. Rudy, finally gave up and figured Buffy was
asleep, so he headed off down the hall to his own room.
*******************
When Buffy came to a few seconds later, she looked towards the foot of the
bed. Rupert grinned smugly at her. She rolled her eyes, but grinned back at him.
Crooking her finger at him, she gestured for him to move up next to her. He crawled up
the bed and kissed her. She tugged on his boxer shorts, wanting them to go bye
bye...heck, maybe they'd land on the other lampshade. He conceeded with her wish and
yanked his boxers off and tossed them over his shoulder. They landed on the TV. Buffy
cracked up giggling like crazy, and Rupert wondered what was so bloody funny.
"What is so bloody amusing, Buffy?"
"Your.....<giggle>....boxers....are on TV."
"What on earth are you talking about?"
She pointed behind him, causing him to turn his head and look. Yep, sure
enough...his boxers were decorating the television now. He rolled his eyes, then pounced
on her. She squeaked as she was pinned to the bed. He laid his body fully on
top of hers, enjoying that there were no more barriers in the way. They sighed happily and kissed
tenderly. She decided she had waited long enough, and wrapped her legs around his
waist, in a silent invitation. Rupert "mmm"ed his approval, then slowly
entered her. They both groaned as their bodies joined.
Buffy was panting in desire....he was filling her up so completely. It was
incredible...she'd never felt so full of happiness or contentment. Rupert was enjoying the
feel of her wrapped around him so snugly...while also trying not end things
oo soon. He wasn't sure how long he could last...and she'd just started moving underneath him.
His resolve weakened more and more until he couldn't help but moving in perfect rhythm with her.
She started humming in pleasure and began using her Kegel excercises to
tighten around him. Buffy grinned wickedly as he gasped and began thrusting faster and
harder. She eagerly sped up her movements to match his. A tingle started down low in
her toes...and it travelled up her legs and spread like wildfire through her.
Catching them both off guard, her orgasm slammed into her....and her inner
muscles began milking him. Growling low in his throat, he kept up his thrusts inside of her.
She wanted him to come with her, since she was close to coming again, so Buffy reached down and
carressed his balls. The reaction was instantaneous! Rupert gasped from the intensity of his
orgasm.
When they both came back to reality, Rupert slowly rolled off of her. She whimpered at the
loss, so she rolled over to lay on him. He was lying on his back and smiled when he felt her
move to lie on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her and kissedthe top of her head.
Buffy smiled and wiggled around to get more comfortable. Rupert felt her wiggles and bit
back a groan...if she kept on wiggling, he wouldn't be held responsible for
his actions. As she finally got situated, a thought occured to him suddenly. The thought
grew and as hard as he tried to, he couldn't ignore it any longer.
"Buffy, Luv?"
"Hmm?"
"Uh...I was wondering.... um, d-do you realize that, we failed to use
any....protection?"
Only half listening to him, since she was still enjoying the after glow of
their lovemaking, it took a few moments for his words to fully sink in. When they *did* and she
completely processed them, immediate panic set in. She flew off of him--and the
bed--and began pacing furiously back and forth in front of the bed.
"Oh God! I didn't even think....Rupert! Wh-what are we gonna do?!",
she cried.
He climbed off the bed and took her into his arms. She hugged him tightly and
began to cry. Buffy couldn't believe how stupid she had been! Rupert, was cursing himself
inwardly. He should have remembered to use a condom but he hadn't.
"Buffy, Sweetheart...try not to worry just yet. We will just have
to wait and see, all right, Luv?"
Sniffling, she pulled her head away from his chest, and nodded. He led her
into the bathroom and took a damp washcloth to wash away the evidence of her crying.
She gave him a watery smile of thanks and then hugged him to her again.
Rupert carried her out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed, with Buffy in
his lap. The two of them just sat there quietly, for a little while. All of a sudden,
Buffy yawned and Rupert chuckled softly, causing Buffy to grin. They exchanged a soft kiss,
then tucked each other into the bed.
---The next morning---
The first thing Buffy became aware of, as she
began to wake up, was someone sleeping beside her. A soft snore in her ear,
made her grin, for she suddenly remembered Rupert. She carefully rolled over
to watch him sleep. He looked very peaceful and relaxed as she gazed at
him.
**I wonder what he's dreaming of....**, she mused to herself.
He began to shuffle around in his sleep and she held her breath. When he didn't wake up, she
sighed in relief, then went back to watching him.
She suddenly needed to use the bathroom, so she carefully crept out of bed. A
few minutes later, she came back out and saw Rupert was still asleep. He'd
moved in his sleep, and was now laying where she had been. Buffy thought it
was cute, how it seemed like he was reaching for her in his sleep. She
climbed back into bed and as she was tucking herself into his embrace, he
slowly opened his eyes.
"Oh, good morning, Buffy. I trust you slept well?"
"Yep, I did...how about you, Rupert? You sure looked like you
were sleeping super good."
"I was, in fact, I don't think I've slept
that good in a very long time", he smiled at her.
She grinned back at
him and leaned up to kiss him, which he eagerly participated in.
"So, what are we gonna do today, Rupert?", she asked him once the
kiss ended.
"I'm not certain, Buffy. What would you like to do?"
"Hmm...how about getting some breakfast first and then going from there?"
"That sounds fine, I'll head back to my room to shower and
change. Then shall we meet downstairs in the lobby? Or shall I come back
here, so we can go downstairs together?"
"Let's go ahead and meet
downstairs? Since I'm not sure how long it's going to take me to get ready.
All right?"
"That's fine, yes. I suppose we should get up and get moving,
hadn't we?"
Buffy snuggled closer to Rupert and they began kissing,
softly at first, but their kisses began to heat up. His hand slid down to cup
one of her breasts and she moaned softly in encouragement. He rubbed her
nipple with his thumb and she gasped in delight. One of her legs slid up
and over his waist, leaving her open for anything Rupert wished to do with
her. His hand slid away from her breast and nipple, it trailed southward to
explore her now exposed opening. While he got re-acquainted with her
womanhood, his mouth kissed a trail down her neck. Buffy was panting softly
at what Rupert's talented fingers were doing to her.
She suddenly orgasmed, squealing and arching up towards his hand and fingers. He inwardly
crowed in a caveman like fashion, at his mate's completion.
Rupert slowly
worked her back down, then kissed her sweaty forehead. Buffy whimpered when
his fingers left her, then she kissed him passionately. He returned her
kiss and then licked his fingers clean, while she watched. She was surprised
at that, but discovered it turned her on, immensely. The two of them slowly
seperated, and climbed out of bed on opposite sides. Buffy walked him
to the door, and they exchanged soft kisses and agreed to meet downstairs
in one hour. After he'd left, she headed into the bathroom for a
shower.
****************
The next
time she and Rupert saw each other, they hugged and kissed in "hello". He was
wearing a pair of khaki cargo shorts, with sandals. He also had on a white
t-shirt, with a red Hawaiian print shirt that was left unbuttoned, on top of
the t-shirt. Buffy was clad in a red Hawaiian print dress, with spaghetti
straps, that criss-crossed in the back. She also had on a pair of white,
two-inch heeled sandals.
"You realize, we match, don't you, Rupert?", she grinned in a flirty manner.
He looked at her dress, then his red
shirt, and giggled. Then he offered her his hand, and the two of them headed
off to find breakfast.
******************
Buffy
and Rupert spent the next few days getting to know each other better. During
daytime, they'd shop or visit the beach. They went snorkeling and deep
sea diving. In the evenings, they'd visit the various island restaurants and
dance clubs. One evening they even attended a luau, which they both
loved.
On Buffy's final day in Hawaii, the two of them were saddened,
because she'd be leaving soon. They didn't know when they'd be able to see
each other again. He and she exchanged phone numbers, addresses, and email
addresses. Then they decided to spend the day by the poolside, where they had
first met. Both of them put on their matching blue Hawaiian print swimwear,
then grabbed towels and sunscreen, then walked down to the pool. Buffy
grabbed a lounge chair, and urged Rupert into it, then climbed into it
herself. He spread his legs apart enough for her sit in between them, which
she did.
They just sat there, enjoying being together. She rested her
head on his chest, and his arms were wrapped around her waist, with her hands
on top of his. He was surprised at just how much he was going to miss her,
especially since they'd only met a week before. Buffy was trying to keep from
crying...she didn't want to cry in front of him again. After a little while,
they decided to cool off in the water. She jumped in and he surprised her by
jumping in too. As they slashed around, in between kisses, Buffy was came to
a sudden realization. She was in love with Rupert!
**I...I can't be in love with...I only met him a week ago! How could I be in love with
Rupe....how can I not?**, she wondered, while watching him help some kids
practice their back float.
When they got all prune-like, they both
climbed out of the pool and went back over to their lounge. Buffy was kind of
quiet, and Rupert wondered if she was all right. He asked her if she was
hungry, but she told him she wasn't. So they left the poolside and went up to
her room. Upstairs in her room, she rinsed the chlorine off in a quick
shower. Leaving the bathroom, Buffy didn't see Rupert anywhere...but then she
noticed a note on the bedside table.
~~Buffy,
I headed over to my
room to freshen up. I have some errands to run this afternoon, but I'll be
back by dinnertime. Please join me for dinner downstairs at 8PM. Take care
and I'll see you then.
Love,
Rupert~~
Putting the note
down, Buffy dried off and climbed into the bed for a nap.
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At 7:00PM,
Buffy, who'd been awake for a while, got up and began sorting through her
clothes. She quickly made three piles. One pile was the "VERY LIKELY"
choices, the second pile was the, "MAYBE" pile...and the third pile was the,
"WHAT WAS I THINKING WHEN I BOUGHT *THIS*?!" pile. Grabbing various garments
from the first two piles, she would then hold them up to herself.
Then she'd check out her reflection in the mirror by the small closet. It
wasn't until Buffy had grabbed the last skirt/top combo from the "MAYBE"
pile, that she was finally decided about what to wear.
Rupert, who'd been gone from about 3:00PM on, was now in his room. He
began putting stuff away and then decided to hop into the shower real quick.
When he was done with his shower, he dried off and stood in front of his pile
of clothes on the bed. It was a tricky decision, but he managed to pick
out something suitable for dinner with Buffy. Quickly getting dressed, he
grabbed his wallet, room key, and a sport jacket, then headed downstairs.
Rupert was quickly escorted to a table, and now only had to await Buffy's
arrival.
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As Buffy entered
the restaurant, she was clad in a flowing, lavender, silk tanktop with
matching knee-length skirt. On her feet, she wore silver strappy sandals,
with two-inch heels. Around her left ankle, was a tiny silver chain of
hearts. She had on two toe rings, one on each middle toe...and she
wore silver hoops in each earring hole on each ear.
Rupert was wearing
dark blue Dockers pants, with a matching sport jacket. He wore a pale blue
dress shirt, that was unbuttoned at the neck. On his feet were matching
shoes. He had a gold watch on his left wrist, and a gold hoop in his left ear
lobe.
When Buffy was shown to the table, she was floored by how sexy he
looked. She sat down across from him and they were both handed menus. She
ordered the Garlic Shrimp Scampi, with a Diet Coke to drink. And Rupert
ordered the Lemon & Dill Salmon, with an Iced Tea to drink. After they'd
ordered their dinners, they chatted quietly to each other. Music was playing
over in a corner of the restaurant.
"Buffy, I must say how simply
stunning you look tonight."
"Thank you, Rupert. You look simply sexy in
that suit", she responded, while grinning flirtatiously.
He blushed,
then asked her if she wanted to dance. Eagerly accepting, he led her over to
the dance floor. As they reached it, the song, "NEVER HAD A DREAM COME TRUE",
by S Club 7, began playing. Rupert held Buffy close and enjoyed the fragrance
of her Strawberry Fields shampoo. When the song ended, they walked back
over to the table and sat down. The waitress brought them their drinks and
salads, and the two of them dug in.
"Mmm, this is the best Ranch salad
dressing! What kind of dressing did you get, Rupert?"
"Bleu Cheese,
and I must say, it's quite good!", he replied, inbetween bites.
After they'd finished with the salads, their
entrees were placed in front of them. Digging into them, the next few minutes
were silent, because Buffy & Rupert were too busy eating to do anything
else. When they were done, and the plates were removed from their table, he
whisked her back out to the dance floor. "SHAKE YOUR BOOTY" by K. C. and The
Sunshine Band, had just begun playing.
They shaked their booties, and
everything else. They kept right on dancing, song after song. Five or six
fast paced songs later, Buffy was ready to sit and rest. She walked back
to the table and plopped down into her chair. Rupert followed right behind
her, and sat down as well. He signaled to the waitress, unbeknownst to Buffy,
and Jill(the waitress), brought over two pieces of German Chocolate cake.
A scoop of French Vanilla ice cream, sat next to each piece of cake. While
Buffy was watching people dance, Rupert put something extra on her
dessert plate.
"Buffy, Luv? Our dessert is here."
She turned
toward him and saw the cake & ice cream and grinned
in delight.
"Ooh, chocolate! Yummy!!", she said and then looked a
little bit closer.
Something strange was on her cake, it was sparkling?
Rupert held his breath as he watched Buffy examine her cake closely.
Ru....Rupert? Wha-<ahem>what is the sparkling thing in the
cake?", she asked cautiously as she looked at him across the table from
her.
Instead of answering her with words, he got out of his chair and
took the object from the cake. He wiped off the chocolate from it, then got
down on one knee in front of her. Buffy's mouth fell open in complete
surprise.
"Buffy Summers, I know we just met one week ago, but I fell in
love with you. I don't know when, I just know I did...so, would you please do
the honor of becoming my wife?"
Her mouth snapped shut and she had to
swallow a few times, before she could give Rupert an answer.
"Rupert...I'm so overwhelmed. I think I'm in love with you too, but
marriage? I....I don't know if I'm ready for that big of a step...."
His heart fell to the floor as she spoke and he began to respond.
"I...I see, Buffy...and I apolo---"
"Rupert, Honey, I'm not finished giving you my answer...."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you."
"It's okay, just don't do it again", she giggled.
He smiled and nodded to let her know he wasn't going to interrupt her again.
Grinning back at him, she finally gave him her answer to his proposal.
"Rupert Giles...I would love to marry you."
He quickly slipped the ring on her left ring finger, then stood up
and pulled her out of her chair. She giggled and he laughed, then swung her
around in a big hug. The other patrons in the restaurant, wondered what the
excitement was all about. They were about to find out. Rupert and Buffy went
over to the stage where live entertainment used occasionally. He took the
microphone off its stand then got everyone's attention.
"Excuse
me, may I please have your attention? My name is Rupert and this gorgeous
young woman standing next to me, is Buffy. I just proposed to her
and she accepted."
A loud cheer went up in the crowd of people
watching the goings-on up on stage. Buffy blushed, and then kissed Rupert
soundly on the lips. Everyone applauded and whistled in approval. Rupert
chuckled and kissed her back...then they left the stage. People offered
them congratulations, as the two of them went back to their table. He sat
down on his chair and she sat in his lap. Just then, the manager of ALOHA,
OI, came over to congratulate them on their engagement. Buffy and Rupert
thanked her.
When the song, "This I Promise You", by NSync started
playing, Buffy got a big grin on her face. Then dragged her fiance out onto
the floor. As they danced close to each other, neither of them were aware
of anything but each other.
Over by the door, Joyce and Hank Summers,
walked into ALOHA, OI. The first thing they noticed, was everyone seemed to
be excited about something. They exchanged curious looks, then decided to ask
someone.
"Hi, what's going on? Why does everyone seem so excited?", Joyce
asked a man who was standing nearby.
"Oh hi there. See the couple out
on the dance floor? They just got engaged", the man replied with a smile.
Joyce and Hank headed closer to where the couple were slow
dancing. They instantly recognized Buffy and Joyce vaguely recognized the man
dancing with her. As much as they wanted to demand answers, they decided
to respect Buffy's privacy enough to let them finish their dance. But when it
was over and the happy couple headed back to their table, they were
stopped by Joyce.
"Buffy? Are you really engaged?", Joyce asked.
"Mom? Dad? When did you get here? And yes, Rupert asked me to
marry him and I accepted."
Buffy's parents were awe-struck, at the
confirmation that their daughter was getting married.
"Mom, Dad, this
is my fiance, Rupert Giles", Buffy said, making introductions.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Summers", Rupert smiled.
"Um, would you like to go somewhere
private to talk and get to know Rupert?", Buffy asked.
Her parents
agreed and the four of them left the restaurant to go upstairs for a
talk.
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