Aidan stood there wondering how he let her slip from his grasp. Rubbing his shaved head with both hands while he waited on the front porch, he wondered how he was going to survive a car ride to Edinburgh with her sitting next to him, how he was going to get her to kiss him again so he could taste her sweet, intoxicating lips again, and if her cum tasted just as sweet if not better than her mouth. He wondered if she was as creamy and satiny when his tongue ran along her clit and labia like her mouth and lips tasted. Running a hand over his face to regain some composure, Aidan heard Alice flush the toilet and come back down the stairs. Steeling himself so as not to push her back into the house to find evidence that his thoughts were right, Aidan relocked the door after Alice walked past him.
She glided out the door with her head down, knowing that if they didn’t end up in the car and back on the road soon that she wouldn’t care about not making it to Edinburgh . Of course the consequences of those actions would mean she’d have some serious repercussions where Ronin was concerned and it was never a good idea to piss him off intentionally or unintentionally sometimes. So, she tried to avoid touching him, smelling him, or looking into his eyes and walked to the car as calmly and quickly as her legs could carry her. Sighing in relief that he didn’t touch her either, she heard Aidan lock the door behind her. Before he reached the car, Alice searched for the directions and address to show Aidan so he’d know exactly where to take her. When Aidan returned to the car, Alice handed him the slip of paper with the street address on it after he settled in. “This is the address, and I hope you know where to go once we reach Edinburgh , but if not I have the phone number and we can stop and call to get better directions or Ronin will send someone to meet us and direct me in. I have reservations at a hotel but if we’re not there early enough I will check in after I meet my friends at their place.” Alice rambled as she fiddled with the music and avoiding touching Aidan or meeting his eyes. Responding quietly, “Oh I know where this is. I went to a party there some time ago.” Aidan contemplated that party. It wasn’t a normal party, but one where anyone could play either sexually, sensually, sadistically, or masochistically as long as it was consensual no one really cared. He wondered what this sweet, young looking woman was going to do there and hoped he’d get invited to join in. As visions of the past party flashed through his mind, Aidan could feel himself getting way too turned on to be driving and immediately stopped that train of thought. Of course, then images of Alice began to occupy his mind, of her dominating someone, of her being pleasured, and that was no help either. So he began to think of the fastest and shortest route to Edinburgh and quickly maneuvered the rental car in that direction. After about 30minutes of driving he realized that the car was very quiet except for the music playing randomly, and glanced over at the lovely vixen in the passenger seat. She was staring out at the scenery and humming or singing along softly to the songs every once in awhile with a far off look in her eyes. He wondered what it would take to have her looking at him with that sweet face of hers, so he asked her some more questions instead. “So, how long will you be in Edinburgh ?” Alice turned to face him as he drove, smiling softly at the sound of his voice, stating “Well, I’ll be in Edinburgh until Monday or Tuesday. I can’t remember, but I plan to travel to Wales and Ireland before returning to America in July. I figured if I was gonna get a chance to come to England and Scotland , then I might as well hit as much of the isles as I can. I would love to go to Iona or some of the smaller islands off the coast of Scotland and maybe from there to Ireland and then to Wales and back into London to go home. Of course, if I had been smart I would’ve flown into and out of Cardyff but it was cheaper to fly into London . I spent time with my friend Sara in New Hampden, and it was great seeing her again. What do you do for a living that you can just leave with no notice or concern for anyone but yourself?” She retorted as Alice realized she was rambling again and probably giving too much information about herself to a complete stranger. Smiling in response Aidan answered, “Oh I’m a writer. I work freelance. I make my own schedules and as long as it’s done by the deadline, then I have no worries.” “Oh cool. What kind of writing is it?” Alice asked with a curious tinge to her voice and a tilt to her head. “Oh some boring stuff and some not so boring stuff.” Aidan reacted coyly to her question which caused Alice to smirk in response and raise her eyebrows at him. With a giggle in her voice Alice quipped “That’s not very descriptive for a writer or very explicit. I like details. I like writing that describes a scene so vividly that I feel as if I’m in the room or one of the characters and feeling it all. So, are you going to give me more details or continue to be coy?” Chuckling, Aidan responded, “Well, it’s not like I’ve known you for very long and I don’t know what kinds of writing you enjoy. So why don’t you tell me what you like and I’ll tell you if I write it, ok?” He couldn’t help but smile at himself for continuing to be coy with her, but he didn’t want the conversation to stop or her eyes to return to staring outside at the scenery. He wanted, no needed, to have her eyes, her face, and her focus on him and he wasn’t certain why it felt so good yet. Not to mention he just wanted to continue to hear her voice. Smirking at him, “I like many different types of books. How bout I tell you what I don’t like to read? I don’t like reading manuals, or stuff that is dry and boring. I prefer manga, mysteries, suspense but not horror, sci-fi, erotica not trashy romance, anything on spirituality that I like, and of course the classics are always a good start. I try not to go into book stores because I can’t walk out empty handed. When I have free time I read voraciously, but thought I’d be doing mostly driving on this trip and sight seeing so I didn’t bring many books. I do adore reading stories out loud too. There’s something special about being read a good book out loud. Of course, I adore voices so that’s probably part of it. And I never sat still as a child long enough to finish any one book in multiple sittings so it’s ironic that I love to be read to now. So, does that answer your question?” Alice retorted with her sensual, lyrical voice that held a tone of amusement. Smiling at her briefly before he put his eyes back on the road, “Yes, it does. And I write some boring stuff, but my passion is erotica. Maybe I’ll get a chance to read you some before you leave Scotland ….” Aidan wistfully replied and left the offer to drift in the space between them as he held his breath for her response. A soft moan escaped her lips unconsciously. “I like being read erotica. If there’s time maybe we’ll have some wine and you can read to me?” Alice replied huskily, and then giggled slightly, “I used to do that with a friend of mine. About once a month or so we’d get together, have dinner, and we’d read short story erotica to each other over glasses of wine on the floor of my living room. It was so much fun! I miss that. I might just have to make another detour back to your place, if I can ever find it again, and take you up on your offer.” Aidan’s heart began to beat faster at the thought of having her alone, in a room, with a bottle of wine and reading to her, and wondered how long he could endure the torture of describing acts in a story without putting it down to ravish her senseless. Taking deep slow breaths before he responded, Aidan’s voice came out slightly strained, “Well, that sounds like a lovely idea and I can’t wait to find time to give you such aural pleasure. I can only hope our schedules work out that it will occur sooner rather than later.” He flirted with Alice and didn’t realize his accent made aural come out as oral. Smiling, Alice giggled “Oh, really? Oral pleasure, huh? I didn’t realize I offered to let you go down on me??” Quirking her eyebrow and flaring her nostrils at him when she finished, Alice waited for him to explain himself. Blushing slightly, Aidan answered “Oh that too if you’ll allow me. I didn’t say Oral, but Aural… A. U. R. A. L.” He spelled it out slowly, raising an eyebrow at her to see if she understood before continuing in his silken voice, “You know, the art of verbal erotic story telling.” Sighing as she responded, Alice spoke “Oh. That sounds lovely, and yet I think both would be rather nice.” She said sweetly in response and turned her head to stare out the window. As the tension in the car mounted, Alice knew she had better calm herself and channel her energy so as to think of the woman Ronin wanted her to meet. And as the sounds of her mp3s took over the car while Aidan focused on driving, Alice leaned her head back onto the head rest and closed her eyes. She figured she should rest while she had the chance, even if she didn’t sleep she would imagine what she’d make this woman do. Ronin said something about teaching her to please another woman and this could entail directing her while Alice is being fucked or fucking her and telling her to think about her reactions and feelings and responses. It’s very important to listen to the noises, the sounds, the breathing, as well as watching the person you’re attempting to please. Alice took some slow, deep breaths and just thought about what noises Aidan would make as she touched him. About what he’d sound like just before and during orgasm, which caused her breathing to become a bit erratic so she took a deep breath in and let it out slowly. Hoping he didn’t notice, Alice continued to consciously slow her breathing down, and slow her mind down enough for her to reach a deep meditative state that mimicked sleep. Unbeknownst to her, Aidan occasionally glanced over at her still face, her moving breasts and ached to be able to touch her, to see her like this when he awoke in the mornings. The strength of his reaction to this stranger surprised him, but he figured what the hell and to run along with it.
Smiling down at her, “I’ve got it. You go ahead and hold the elevator.” Aidan’s alluring voice softly stroked her ears as she turned in the doorway.
Closing her eyes briefly enough to regain composure, but still looking like a blink, a small smile could be seen on Alice’s face before she replied softly, “Thank you.” And walking out the door, down the hall and actually seeing the hallway for the first time, she tried hard to focus on the décor instead of the man’s strong presence behind her. As she pushed the elevator button, a sigh escaped her lips, but Alice again avoided eye contact and physical contact with Aidan lest she take out her tensions on him in the elevator. Alice savored the anticipation and held the energy in to let loose on Missa and knew that her time in Edinburgh would be intensely delightful.