Siesta Time
By hameline
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1 Siesta Time
Translated from the Spanish version. My first attempt at writing . . .
English corrections are welcome . . .
Jos? Felipe stretched himself out. He was dozing under a tree during
the siesta. Feeling a soft breeze he opened his eyes. His cousin,
Elvira Linares was standing near him. Elvira was raising her petticoat
and fanning his face with it. The boy blinked. Under the brilliant
light of the mid-day he could see clearly her legs and part of her
thighs. Annoyed, he sat up. Jos? Felipe wondered why his cousin showed
such lack of modesty in front of him. On the other hand, he was
eighteen and was not made out of stone. Jos? Felipe tried to scold her
but Elvira's only answer was to smile and raise her skirts a little
higher.
Mari-Carmen, Jos? Felipe's aunt has little time to mind the girl. His
aunt, with only a couple of servants to help her, was usually busy with
her other children and the daily housework. It was difficult for her to
monitor her oldest daughter's activities all the time. Elvira had a
governess who gave her lessons but in the afternoon she was on her own
as her teacher helped Mari-Carmen with the baby. Marianita, a very
active toddler, needed constant attention. Under these circunstances,
Elvira was usually unsupervised after lunch. She was 15 and could
hardly find any playmate her own age in the hacienda. The girl was
bored and left alone to entertain herself.
The boy blinked again looking at the girl. Almost without realizing he
lifted his arm caressing her leg. Elvira laughed and ran away quickly.
All this was only a game for her. Jos? Felipe closed his eyes again
trying to sleep. Moments later he heard his cousin calling him. The boy
got up walking in the direction where her voice seemed to be coming
from. Elvira was bathing in the brook and invited him to join her. On a
branch nearby, her clothes could be seen lying in a heap .
The boy looked at the girl's ondulating body in the small pool, her
naked chest showing occasionally according to her movement in the
water. From where he was standing, he had a good view of her. The boy
stared, with some fascination, at her white, full breasts. Elvira asked
him again to join her. Jos? Felipe made a negative gesture. He was
getting tired of Elvira's all-too-often played game of tempting him
only to run away when he was near her. In spite of it, a few minutes
later, the boy took off his shoes and shirt getting into the pool.
Elvira looked at him, a half-mocking, half-seductive smile on her
lips.
The boy approached her slowly and the water around him moved in small
sliding waves that softly touch her body. As he got closer, Elvira
jumped out of the water and went to lie down on a long smooth rock on
the other side of the brook. Small drops of clear liquid shined on her
body reflecting the sun light. The boy, somewhat annoyed, followed her
anyway. It was always the same game. Elvira would provoke him and then,
when she has engaged his full interest she would moved away, out of his
reach.
Lying motionless on the flat rock, Elvira has closed her eyes now. She
was scornfully remembering the night before. When the girl returned
home, her parents, presenting a common front, have confronted her. The
girl has been wandering in the woods without realizing it was getting
late. Sitting still on a chair and unable to reply, Elvira had had to
listen to their harsh words. How unfair! Especially coming from parents
that rarely had time for her or showed such solidarity between
themselves.
Moving quickly and noiselessly the boy got near the girl and lay by
her side on the rock. Elvira didn't move. He began caressing her while
kissing her chest passionately. A little surprised, the girl opened her
eyes sighing slightly. The boy expected her to get up and cross the
stream again but instead Elvira continued lying quite still.
The brook ran lazily leaving a melody of murmuring water and the sun
felt warm on the skin. Elvira thought that it may not be such a bad
idea to prolong a little longer the new sensations that the boy's bold
caresses were awakening in her. She wanted to explore new and pleasant
ways against boredom and decided to let the boy continue for a few more
minutes, going home then and leaving him by himself.
He continued caressing her body and kissing her half-open mouth. The
girl shivered noticeably. It was time to stop the game. Suddenly and
with some alarm, Elvira realized that something within herself was
weakening her will to leave. Her mind could accept, without difficulty,
that it was time to go home but her body refused to move. Much against
her better judgement, the girl allowed the caresses to become even more
intimate. Sighing deeply she noticed, with some astonishment, her
panting and the sounds she and he were making and which could be heard
against the background of the stream's noises.
His excitement mounting, he continued kissing her expecting her to
flee at any moment, as usual. But the girl, perplexed at her own
reactions, was trying to overcome a desire she felt getting stronger
and preventing her from going back to the safety of her own room. He,
surprised too, was rapidly gaining ground. She was responding to his
caresses and he guessed intuitively that, for the moment, she was too
aroused to try to leave.
His masculinity sharply stimulated, he was now fully engaged in
enjoying the intense pleasure of being with her. His attention tensely
concentrated on his sensations and movements, his thoughts fixed on the
present moment, he found himself totally dominated by his own desire.
His reactions were ardent, urgent, evidencing the desperation of a
passion fueled by several months of frustration caused by the seduction
games that Elvira seemed to be so fond of.
? GiniD, 2002
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