Ally arrived at the motel on her own. She parked in the suite garage and made her way to the door. Robert was waiting for her, leaning on the frame.
-Hi girl, how was the road?
-Good- She answered - no setbacks
-Great! Come in, I’ve got some wine chilling. Are you hungry?
-Yeah, I´m starving
-Okay, I’ll order us a couple of sandwiches- He said, throwing an arm over her shoulder and escorting her inside.
She put her duffle bag on the floor and threw herself on a small couch beside a coffee table. She was feeling drained of energy because she hadn’t been sleeping so well the last couple of weeks. Gus had been texting, asking if she wanted to come over again. But she had refused every time, excusing herself and arguing she already had plans. And she did. That´s why she was sitting in a cheap motel watching Robert waltz around happily while ordering their food on the phone.
-Okay done, they should be here in no time- He said, grabbing a corkscrew and opening the bottle. He left it sitting on the table to breathe and went to grab the remote control- Let’s put some music on.
Led Zeppelin started playing in the background and Ally lit a cigarette absentmindedly while staring at him. He was handsome, no doubt. But right now she was feeling a little bit dull. Maybe this would help her regain her cool.
-Want a glass? – Robert asked, pouring himself some wine
-Sure, thanks
He handed her the glass and she eagerly sipped the red liquid, hoping it would soon give her the disinhibition she needed.
Their food soon arrived, and they spent the next hours eating, chatting and talking about the good old times.
She found him sweet, with his easy smile and newfound love for photography. His eyes brightened every time he talked about the job he’d just landed as a photojournalist in his birth city. Ally talked a little about her own job, her coworkers and how she’d been adjusting to life in the city in general.
They downed the whole bottle and Robert opened a second one, pouring her another glass.
-You know there’s a hot tub over there, would you like to go skinny-dipping? – He asked with a playful smile on his lips and grabbing her hand
-Okay- she said, following him and taking her glass with her.
They got rid of their clothes and soaked in the steamy water, relaxing and sipping wine. The soft ambient music that had now been playing for a while relaxed Ally. She sighed and closed her eyes, resting her head on the edge of the bathtub. A moment later, she felt a hand between her legs.
Robert reached for her core and she parted her legs to allow him access. His movements felt nervous and somewhat harsh this time. It frustrated her. She allowed him to continue a few more minutes before deciding this was not really working for her. She opened her eyes and drew back a bit.
- I think I’m done with bathing, I’m starting to get sleepy - she said, standing up and exiting the hot tub, grabbing a towel to dry herself up.
He stood still for a second staring at her before following her and grabbing another towel for himself.
As she bent over to dry her hair she felt him approach her from behind, his hands massaging her breasts and his manhood poking her buttocks. “Okay, here we go” She thought to herself, letting the towel slip to the floor and arching her back, allowing him to kiss her neck while reaching for his face, her fingers grazing his beard.
He led her to the bed and turned her around to face him, towering over her and making his way between her legs. His shaft soon found his way into her core and rammed himself inside.
She let out a gasp. She was soooo not ready and it burned. She winced a bit in pain feeling his member parting her walls. She heard him moan and closed her eyes.
Suddenly, his scent became overwhelming, and not in a good way.
“Has he always smelled like this?” Ally thought, lying below him. Her mind flying away... The nights with Gus playing in her head, his lips teasing her... And finally, she could feel herself getting wet.
She went back to the memory, reliving it, savoring and basking in every little detail until she felt herself coming. A moment later, she heard Robert groan and release himself, dragging her abruptly back to him and the motel room.
When he stood up and turned away from her to dispose of the rubber, she buried her face in the pillow to hide the tears threatening to come out.
She turned her back to him and stayed that way for the rest of the night, pretending to be asleep every time he tried to touch her again.