The Locket of Love  Chapter. 10 part 1 of 4

The Locket of Love
Chapter. 10 part 1 of 4

“Melody, you almost finished packing?” Mike asked.

“Yep! All set!” she replied, carrying a backpack and rolling suitcase.

As they prepared to begin the long drive to Orange Beach, Mike was treated to the sight of Melody in a sexy, summer travel outfit. She wore a plain white tank top with spaghetti straps, her cleavage barely contained within it. As his eyes traveled further south, her cutoff daisy dukes and flip-flops were playful and tantalizing; she wore her shorts low on her hips, baring a bit of her midriff and slightly exposing the top of her thong rising above her glorious ass. A pair of stylish sunglasses rested on top of her head, and her gorgeous red hair, still in its longer length, was wrapped tightly into a beautiful single braid.

“Damn… I love warm weather,” Mike said.

Giggling, she replied, “Just wait ‘til you see what I got in my bag.”

As he finished packing his bag, Mike suddenly remembered something he had forgotten. “Oh! Can’t forget the sunblock. I turn into a lobster otherwise…”

“You know that’s unnecessary, right?” Melody asked.

“Really?”

“Yep. Keeping you healthy from all harmful diseases and ailments includes sunburn and protection from ultraviolet radiation,” she said with a smile.

“Well then, let’s get the hell out of here,” he said, zipping up his suitcase.

Stepping outside to a perfectly sunny mid-June day, the couple threw their bags into Mike’s CR-V and began the long drive south. Along the way, the traffic was lighter than usual, however, Mike suspected that would change the closer they came to the coast. Their drive was accompanied by mash-ups of Mike’s favorite playlists, spanning all of his favorite styles: country, classical, jazz, and movie soundtracks. After three hours, they took a break for lunch at a Wendy’s before continuing the journey. As they got back onto the interstate, Melody started getting friskier, playfully running her fingers on Mike’s leg and through his hair occasionally. Eventually deciding to have some fun, she unbuckled her seat belt and leaned over to him, unzipping the fly of his khaki shorts carefully.

“What… what are you doing?” Mike protested.

Giggling, she replied innocently, “If you must know, I am trying to suck your cock.”

“Seriously, Melody. That’s extremely dangerous while I’m driving.”

“Then don’t drive. Let go of the wheel, and take your foot off the gas. My protection powers will do the rest.”

Hesitating, he asked, “Are you sure?”

“Positive,” she whispered seductively into his ear. “Trust me.”

Slowly, Mike took his foot off of the gas pedal and found that the car safely maintained its speed. He took his hands off the wheel and saw that it still turned slightly on its own, making slight corrections as if he were still driving. Now feeling much more at ease, he leaned over and kissed Melody for several long seconds, which was a strange feeling with the car in motion.

“What if a cop sees us?”

“They won’t. We are protected by my anonymity powers, to ensure they don’t see the car driving itself, or what I’m doing to you,” Melody replied.

Relaxing completely, Mike sat back in his seat as Melody finished unzipping his fly, gently pulling out his hardening cock. She flipped her long, braided hair to one side, driving him wild with lust and giving Mike a perfect view of her work. Keeping his cock pointed straight up with one hand, she slowly began to work his tip with her lips and tongue. As she swirled her tongue, she started taking more of his length into her mouth, up to about five inches. Settling in at that depth, she masterfully sucked his member using a moderate pace with an enormous amount of suction. Occasionally, she held him still in her mouth while moaning, the vibrations of her muffled voice only arousing him further.

Mike was in heaven. He had the most beautiful creature in the universe spoiling him with every guy’s fantasy, and he didn’t even have to power through it to concentrate on driving. As he enjoyed the scenery of south Alabama, he noticed a pickup truck moving around them to pass. Seeing that the truck was high enough that the occupants would be able to see everything that was going on, Mike decided to warn Melody, just to be safe.

“There’s a truck about to pass us, and I think it’s tall enough for them to see in here.”

Just put your hand on the steering wheel and pretend you’re driving. I can prevent them from seeing what I’m doing to you, but… would it be ok if we allowed them to see the show? She asked seductively. I do not sense any danger in doing so.

Thinking momentarily, Mike decided, “Why not?”

Melody redoubled her efforts as the truck approached. As it pulled alongside, Mike could definitely tell that it was high enough to see directly into the cab of his CR-V. Playing it cool, he pretended to drive as Melody suggested and glanced to his side casually. As he did so, he caught sight of the passenger in the truck beside them: a girl, maybe his age, almost as beautiful as Melody herself. She had honey-brown hair that seemed to feather out to the sides slightly, and her gorgeous locks were complemented beautifully by her tight sky-blue tank top. The girl instantly saw what was going on, and smiled with an aroused look on her face, flashing a thumbs-up as the truck began to pass. Melody looked up momentarily and smiled at the girl, winking seductively before resuming her sucking. A few playful honks from the truck’s driver, and they had moved ahead of Mike. Before they drove into the distance, Mike was able to make out their rear license plate: TIL DAWN.

By now, Mike’s orgasm was fast approaching. As Melody increased the speed of her bobbing, she swirled her tongue around his cock frantically. When she felt him reach the point of no return, her pace slowed dramatically, her lips sealed tightly around him so that she could milk every drop of his seed, slowly and firmly sucking him from base to tip as he sprayed his load down her throat in ecstasy. After cleaning him up with one last suck, she gently guided his member back into his pants and zipped up his fly, patting his crotch softly after finishing.

After catching his breath momentarily, Mike asked, “Did… you know that girl?”

“Nope,” Melody replied with a giggle. “Apparently I just love showing off just how hot for you I am.”

Resuming control of the car, Mike mused, “No complaints here.”

By this time, they were nearing the coast, encountering the increased traffic that came with the territory. Making slow, yet steady progress, they drove along the main strip running parallel to the beach, scouting out restaurants and fun things to do during their vacation. Finally, the couple arrived at their destination: a small complex of townhouses right off the beach.

“Oh, wow! These look really nice,” Melody marveled.

“Yep. I’m glad Mom’s friend offered their place to us; that’ll be much more intimate and fun than a hotel room,” Mike agreed.

Walking up the steps and unlocking the front door, they stepped into the cozy, two-bedroom townhouse. Exploring the home, they found it to be wonderfully furnished with updated appliances and marble flooring. One of the counters in the kitchen contained an outlet for iPod hookups, which connected to a speaker system that could play throughout the entire house. Looking out the kitchen window, they could easily see the communal swimming pool that the ten townhouses shared. However, the owners of this house had installed their own personal hot tub on the outside deck; Melody grinned mischievously upon realizing that it was positioned on the deck with privacy in mind.

The upstairs was much more intimate than the open floor plan of the main level, being carpeted with a simple, L-shaped hallway leading to each of the two bedrooms, as well as the guest bathroom. The pair entered the master bedroom, finding a king-sized bed and the attached master bath. The room was decorated in a variety of framed seashells and other nautical items. As Melody immediately went to relieve herself in the restroom, Mike walked through a pair of curtained doors leading to a small outside deck. Checking his phone’s compass app, he could tell that it faced west.

Perfect, he thought with a grin.

Though Jane had insisted they eat out to their hearts’ content, Mike and Melody were determined to eat at home at least a few times during their stay. After unpacking their bags, Mike checked his phone for coupons to various places nearby. As it neared dinnertime, they used a buy-one-get-one coupon to get a couple of pizzas from Papa John’s, eating part of the first pizza for dinner that night; the leftovers would feed them for lunch for the next couple of days. As they ate, they watched Goldfinger on the fifty-inch flat-screen TV in the main living room. Melody’s first reaction to young Sean Connery as James Bond was quite predictable.

“He’s hot…”

To be continued