Endlessly

Endlessly Part 3. Kevin

Kevin

The large banquet room quieted as Charlie, Melody's father, took the stage. He pulled a paper from his pants and began to unfold it. Melody let out a heavy sigh next to me. It was obvious she was not looking forward to the long speech and award ceremony. She hated these events, hated having to put on a show. How many of these had we been to now? Far too many for us to even begin to count.

Melody is the daughter of a self made billionaire, though nobody would ever know it. Though her parents, Charlie and Anne, live a life of luxury, Melody has always preferred to live like everyone else. While her parents throw big parties, like the one tonight, Melody would rather go clubbing. They prefer classical music that you must dance formally to, while she prefers as she likes to put it, "anything we can have sex to."

Melody is classy in so many ways, but when she lets loose and is herself she unleashes a whole new person. Especially when it came to matters of the bedroom. She's wild and wanting, always giving as much as she receives. To watch her bored like this, I often wonder what could be running through that head of hers. Was she fantasizing an encounter between us? Was she dwelling on the boredom of the banquet?

I study her face closely as Charlie rambles on and on about profits and charity. Her face shows little to no emotion. I look away pretending to pay attention to the speech. A few moments later I look back to her face just in time to see her breath in a shaky breath. My brows knit together in confusion. Then I see a blush creep slowly across her cheeks. Her eyes close to half mast, and she sighs, almost completely inaudible. I smirk with satisfaction; she was defiantly fantasizing about us. I squeeze her hand, bringing her back to reality.

Shocked, her body jerked slightly, and her head snapped up to look at me. I chuckled softly at her, earning an annoyed shush from across the table. She smiled, trying to hold back her laughter. We were caught. Like either of us cared.

"I'd like to thank my daughter Melody, and her wonderful boyfriend Kevin, who is like a son to me, for being here tonight and helping to gain charity donations to go to the cancer research society. Please stand so that we can acknowledge you and your hard work," Charlie said suddenly, bringing our attention back to everyone. A huge spotlight shined down on us, and we hesitantly stood and waved awkwardly.

I hated when he did that. It always caught me off guard, and that in itself was embarrassing. Then the clapping crowd all over the room just made the whole experience that much worse. We sat back down and he continued on with the ceremony and the spotlight moved on to someone else.

Melody stared at me for the rest of the ceremony, now that the attention wouldn't be back on us at any point again. Her gaze made me uncomfortable, but also turned me on even more. I shifted in my seat trying to contain my growing erection. I made the mistake of looking her in the eyes, because I could read her thoughts, the things she wanted to do right now. My erection grew, straining under my pants.

Suddenly her hand was on my leg, moving up my inner thigh slowly. She cupped my growing cock, and it pulsed under her touch as I sucked in a breath. I smacked her hip lightly with the back of my hand, a bit of a warning to her.

"Melody don't," I whispered, but couldn't get the rest out as she rubbed me through my pants. I could feel a deep blush on my face as she smiled in response, her hand rubbing the length of my cock again. My breath hitched in my throat as I fought back a moan. With each stroke my length grew under her touch.

"Melody," I managed to get out again, biting back another moan as she slid over the tip. I hadn't noticed my eyes closed. It felt so good. I was losing myself.

All of the sudden the room erupted with clapping and cheering. Everyone was on their feet including Melody who had removed her hand and joined in the celebration. The slightest of smirks was visible on her lips. I stood quickly hoping nobody would notice the huge bulge in my pants. As people began clearing again, going back to the dance floor, conversing, or leaving, I walked over to the secret balcony that only a small few knew about. It was only a few feet behind us so I didn't even bother to tell Melody I was stepping out. I couldn't even look at her at the moment.

Sliding behind the curtains hiding my secret getaway, I opened the door and stepped out into the cool night hoping some fresh air would calm me down a bit. My cock was throbbing, needing, and I knew instantly there was only one way to solve this; release.

I looked around, making sure I was truly alone, then I walked over to the wall next to the door, behind a tall plant so that I would have time to react before I was seen, just in case anybody discovered this place. I leaned against the wall, sighing heavily. Melody was even more frisky and teasing than usual. She had never gone this far. And she would pay the price for teasing me to this point.

Unzipping my pants, I pulled my underwear over my erection, revealing my cock. A chill ran through my body as the cool night air surrounded me. My hands wrapped around my hard length, gently stroking it. I closed my eyes again, picturing Melody. She was naked, wanting, laying open and ready in front of me. One had gently massaging her breasts, the other traveling her most sensitive of areas.

My breathing became uneven, picturing her like this. Her hand reached her soaking folds, running a finger over her swollen clit. She moaned and arched her back in pleasure. Her eyes stared right at me as she runs her fingers in circles around her swollen bud. Her back arched again, a louder moan escaping her lips, but never losing her eye contact with me.

I began stroking faster, feeling my balls begin to tighten with my impending release. Beads of sweat dotted my forehead. This image of Melody, I had to make it real, I would make it real. A moan ripped from my throat as I neared my climax, a sound I couldn't hold back. Just a few more strokes.

Then I heard the door open, and someone stepped out onto the balcony. I heard the clicking of heels, then nothing. And as I opened my eyes, I heard a soft gasp.