led her into the station. âI bought the tickets yesterday,â he said. âWe only have ten minutes until the next train, and if there had been a queue, it would have been a rush.â
âYouâre well prepared,â she observed.
He held her tighter. âI want you to remember this time we spend together as something very special. I didnât want anything to spoil it.â
They made polite conversation throughout the journey, and when they arrived in Bournemouth they took a taxi to the hotel. Connie watched as he signed the register.
Mr and Mrs J. Baker
. She tucked her left hand into her pocket, aware of the fact she didnât have a wedding ring. Then, taking the key to the room, he led her to the lift. As the doors closed, he took her into his arms and kissed her until she was breathless.
The lift stopped and the doors opened. Looking at the sign upon the wall, he led her along the corridor.
Connie felt the soft carpet beneath her feet as she walked with him, her heart in her mouth as he stopped. He put the key in the door, opened it and led her into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He took her case from her and led her over to the window.
âLook, darling, we can see the sea from here.â As they both gazed out at the beach and beyond, he slipped the coat from her shoulders and gathered her into his arms from behind, his hands enclosing her breasts as he kissed the back of her neck.
âOh, Connie, Iâve longed for this moment,â he whispered as he turned her to face him. His mouth crushed hers, and she felt the tip of his tongue slip into her mouth.
It was as if all her fears evaporated in a second as she returned his kisses.
Before long they lay on the bed together. âRelax darling,â he said as he began to undress her.
He cupped her bare breast in one hand and took the nipple into his mouth. She let out an involuntary moan as his other hand caressed her. A million strange sensations seemed to invade her body, and she writhed beneath his expert hands. Never in her wildest dreams did she think sex could be like this. She no longer was worried about her lack of experience. She was being led by a man who knew his way around the female body and who knew exactly what he was doing, and when eventually he was above her she couldnât wait and begged him to take her.
He chuckled with delight. âConnie! Oh, Connie, I just knew given the chance youâd be a little ball of fire. You are wonderful!â He thrust himself inside her.
After, he held her in his arms. Connie lay still, confused but elated. Confused because she hadnât been prepared for the sudden pain, but elated as her passion surfaced and she responded to his whispered words as he reached his climax. Yet something was missing. She felt unfulfilled but in her innocence she couldnât understand why.
âNever mind, darling,â he said. âIt takes a while. Next time will be better.â
She wondered how.
Eventually, they dressed and, leaving the room, took the lift and walked out through the reception. Connie looked down, feeling embarrassed, as she passed the desk, wondering if the girl behind it guessed what had just happened. But walking along the front, and stopping at a small restaurant for dinner, soon dispelled such feelings. It was so good to sit at a table with an older man who seemed so sure of himself.
They decided not to have a starter and ordered steak with mushrooms and chips.
John smiled as the waiter left with their order. âI still canât get used to being able to order meat after so long. Thank God they derationed it last year! I think it was the thing I missed the most.â
She laughed at him. âThatâs typical of a man. My dad was always complaining about the same thing. He kept chickens, but in the end he was sick of eating them.â
John flattered her during the meal, boosting her confidence, telling her how lovely she