Ashley's story chapter 5

Part 5
The flight for Mexico left at 1:02 AM. Ashley slept on Richie's shoulder most of the way. She was thrilled they were sitting in first class, but hated she wouldn't get to experience it since she would be asleep. He promised her the trip back would be during the day time.
They arrived in Acapulco 6:08 AM. Richie rented a car to drive from the airport to the beach Villa. Ashley was still half asleep as they rode though the city, but she managed to keep awake to see the beautiful shoreline. A serene feeling came over her as the cool breeze blew in around her. She smiled and rested her head back on the leather headrest and continued to look out the window. She had never felt so much peace before and she found it to be amazing.
Richie had glanced over and saw her sitting there looking out at the ocean as they drove beside it. Her hair was blowing around her face and the smile on her lips was one he had never seen before. She truly looked breathtaking. He felt something inside him and he had to catch his breath when his heartbeat started racing. He ran his hand over his face to concentrate on what he was doing.
They arrived at the Villa around 7:15 AM, it was unlocked. Richie brought both of their bags in and set them down in the living room as Ashley walked out to the pool overlooking the bay. The Villa sat on a hillside, with an assortment of tropical flowers planted on the hillside and around the pool. It was breathtaking. She smiled, looking out into the bay. Feeling Richie's arms come around her waist from behind, she smiled wider. “This is just beautiful,” She said as she folded her arms on his. He kissed her neck and smiled. “It is,” He agreed. He pulled away from her and yawned, “What do you say; we get some more rest and then go out shopping?” She turned around, “I brought Doc's credit card with me,” She giggled. Richie laughed, “Oh god I can hear him now.” Ashley shrugged her shoulders and started into the house. Richie walked behind her, admiring her rear end. She smiled when he came inside the house. “Which bedroom is mine?” She asked. Richie put his arms around her and kissed her neck tenderly, sending chills down her arms, “The one that has me in the bed,” He said seductively. She placed one hand on his cheek and smiled, “I think we need separate rooms, don't you?” Richie frowned, “NO!” She laughed, “Richie, I'm not that kind of girl.” He gave her a smirk, “You were in the limo.” He moved away when he saw her hand coming towards him. She swatted and missed then put her hands on her hips and glared at him. “That's different and you know it,” she said modestly. “How is that different?” He challenged. She rolled her eyes, “Fine if you're not picking your bed, I am.” She wasn't going to discuss the obvious with him. She strode off down the hall and went into the master bedroom. He smiled and then followed her. When he got inside the door, she turned around as she had just taken off her shirt. “Oh no you don't! OUT!” She said pushing him out of the room. “Ashley come on! I have all ready seen you naked, what's the big deal?” She stopped and looked at him seriously, “You have not seen me fully naked and if you don't behave you just may not get a chance to.” She tried to keep a straight face, but seeing the grin on his face it was almost impossible. He started to giggle as he grabbed her up in his arms, “RICHIE! Let me down!” She squealed. He said nothing, only laughing as he threw her down on the bed, then bending over her. She fought to get out from underneath him; he grabbed her wrists and held them above her head. They continued to struggle and laugh at the same time. He tried to rest himself between her legs, but she kicked him in the thigh. “OUCH! God damn it that fuckin' hurt,” He laughed. “Oh your poor baby,” She screamed as he started tickling her ribs. “Oh someone's ticklish,” He laughed. “NO I'M NOT!” She screamed. She rose up off the bed bucking, her legs flailing every which way. “DAMN! You must be one wild ride in the sack!” He said laughing. “You are such a jerk,” She said. He smiled at her as he stopped tickling her, “You really don't think that.” She smiled, “No you are right, I do not. Please get off me.” She asked nicely. He shook his head and bent down to kiss her. She moved her head away from him. “I thought you were sleepy.” “I was until I saw your ass shaking in front of me.” “I'm warning you, Sambora,” She laughed. He got up off the bed; they both were out of breath and still laughing. “So, I guess you want this room?” He asked. “It doesn't matter,” She said between breaths. “I don't see what the big deal is, all we are going to do is sleep,” He said one last time in hopes of changing her mind. She rolled her eyes and shook her head, “I'm sorry, but I don't look at it that way.” “Okay, I understand. I'll set the alarm for ten and I'll come wake you up” She nodded her head and then he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. At 10:30 AM Richie finally got up out of the bed, the snooze button had been in overtime. He sat up on the edge of the bed and rubbed his eyes, then stood up and stretched his arms, arching his back. He walked into the bathroom inside the bedroom. After he washed his face and hands he walked out and picked up his jeans off the end of the bed and put them on. He walked out of the room and started towards Ashley's room, the door was still closed. He carefully opened the door and peeked his head inside and saw her still sleeping. He quietly went on in, careful not to wake her just yet. Standing over her he gazed down at her features as if he had never had the chance to really look at her before. Her head was tilted to the side and her wavy hair was spread out around her head on the pillow. A slight smile balanced on her full lips. The covers were pulled down to her waist, the tight white tee-shirt she had on was very see-thru, her full round breasts were pointing up and her nipples pressed against the cotton shirt. His hands throbbed, remembering the feeling of them in his hands, the way they felt, and how her nipples reacted to his touch. Suddenly she moved, his heart started to beat faster as he thought she was about to wake up, she moved over on her side facing away from him. The covers pulled down lower and he could see her bare bottom, thanks to the white thong she had on. His forehead wrinkled as she started to break out into a cold sweat. Her body called out to him, he longed to have her and he knew she longed to have him, only she didn't realize it yet. Was it wrong for him to feel that way about her? He knew there would be some serious repercussions if anyone were to find out they were more then just friends. What started out as a game of being her first lover, now turned into one tangled web in which he found himself in the center of the maze. He never before had found something so forbidden, so damn tempting. He lowered himself down to her; his eyes couldn't help but look at her bare skin, her shirt now pushed up just above the small of her back. He stopped himself from touching her just yet. He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, feeling her warm skin against his lips. She moved, rolling back towards him one arm over her head. She opened her eyes and looked at him, a slow smile came across her face when she seen him and his heart melted. “What time is it?” She asked softly. Richie rolled his eyes, “Ten - thirty or so.” She frowned at him, but couldn't help but smile. “What happened to ten?” He smiled, “I told you I'm not a morning person.” She laughed and closed her eyes, readjusting her head she smiled again. He looked down again at her breasts and sighed. There had never been anything as beautiful as hard nipples in a tight white t-shirt. How in the hell did she know that was his weakness? “Ashley?” He whispered. “Hmmm?” She hummed, her eyes still closed. He bent over her and tenderly kissed her lips. She was taken by surprise, but welcomed his kiss. Her lips parted for his, his tongue slipped inside her mouth, searching for her tongue. When, her hands ran into his hair, she kissed him passionately. He moved over her and laid down beside her on the bed. She whimpered, her kisses becoming more sure and confident. She ran her hands down his bare back, letting her nails drag his skin. He moved the covers away from her, his hand finding her hip. She arched; her desire for him already inside her. He pulled away , looking down at her body. She watched him look at her, she noticed the way his eyes came across her body, how his lips curved in his enjoyment. When he looked back up into her face, he was surprised she was looking at him. She smiled, running her hand through the top of his hair. “Do you understand the true meaning of temptation?” He asked. She nodded her head, swallowing the lump in her throat that had formed, seeing how he relished her body. “Then you understand what my desires are?” He asked. Again she nodded her head, her lips parted as she felt an arousing sir inside her. His lips came down on top of hers so passionately she moaned and pulled his hair. He moved between her legs, pressing his erection into her. She whimpered and he moaned. Her hands ran down his stomach, both of them covered his erection and he moaned as he lifted his body up so she could touch him. He was delighted when she started undoing his pants. He pulled himself up allowing her to pull his jeans down. Her fingers traced down the imprint through his underwear. He rolled over, bringing her with him. She laid down on top of him as they continued to kiss. His hands now cupping her bare cheeks, they slid down to the backside of her thighs. Richie slowly parted her legs so she could straddle him. His hands moved back up onto her hips, he pushed up against her as he pulled her down against him. Her mouth fell open against his and she gasped, felling him against her almost bare skin. The only thing that covered her was a very thin piece of material from her thong. He stared moving her hips for her back and forth showing her how to move. She moved against him slowly, unsure at first then gaining confidence as she continued. His hands left her hips, and he pushed her body up straight, his hands cupping her breasts in the tight shirt he loved. He pulled her down to him, his lips kissing each nipple. He carefully bit down on one and then the other as he thrust himself up against her in a slow grind. She closed her eyes and gasped from the sensation. His mouth traveled to the other nipple as his thumb caressed the wet spot he created on the other one. She continued to move against him, the feeling grabbing then spinning inside her, making her anxious to find satisfaction. “Take your shirt off,” He asked her. Ashley opened her eyes. He was smiling up at her, causing her to blush. “Just your shirt,” He assured her. She wanted to make him happy, but she was nervous. The only thing she would have on would be her thong and that wouldn't be much at all. “Trust me, Darlin',” he tried again. With apprehension in her eyes, she sat up straight. Her lips started to tremble as he slowly pulled the shirt up and over her head. When she heard him sigh, she looked down at him. He was smiling in a very sexual way. “Very nice,” He whispered as his hands carefully cupped them both in his hands. She closed her eyes, her head drifting back as she allowed him to touch her. He started moving again and she became nervous as she knew he could see her body. She tried to block the images out of her mind as she started moving again, concentrating on her own satisfaction.
She felt his one hand skimming down her side and around to her stomach. It went further, overtop of the cotton of her thong, down to the inside of her thigh. She took in sharp intake of breath, as he slid his finger inside her. He held it there allowing her to move with enjoyment and smiled when he felt her contract around him. She fell down to him, her hair tumbling down into his face as they kissed. As they continued, she became lost in the flood of sensations that overcome her. She had a hard time giving Richie the same attention but in the end they both satisfied each other. Ashley laid against Richie as he held her firmly in his arms. She felt her heart aching, her feelings for him had now grown into something she never imagined. She ran her hands down his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his chest and he struggled to calm his breathing. His heart beat and hers were beating at the same rhythm. She smiled, taking in another sigh of fulfillment. She kissed his chest and laid her cheek there. “We need to get going,” he said as he ran his hand down the back of her hair. “Can't we just stay here?” She asked him. She was unprepared when he rolled over her, pinning her arms above her head as he stared down into her eyes. “And just what would we do here all day long?” She could barely smile at him with the nervous feeling inside her. He lowered his head and kissed her long and slow. Just as she started to get aroused again he pulled away and got up off the bed. “I'm going to take a shower so we can go.” She sat up and looked at him. “Where are we going?” “Shopping,” he replied as he left the room. 45 minutes later, Richie and Ashley drove into the city of Acapulco in the convertible he had rented. He parked on the street and got out to open her door. He helped her out of the convertible Porsche and they started down the endless sidewalk of tiny shops. The first thing Richie noticed as he walked beside Ashley down the sidewalk was all the men that were gawking at her. She did look marvelous in the short faded cut off shorts she was wearing and the tight white tank top. Her hair was really what made her sexy, she looked like she just rolled out of bed. He watched her carefully as she browsed the street merchants, every detail of her not going unnoticed to him. He even found the purple flip flops on her feet sexy. The fringe off the shorts mixed with the firmness of her rear just about drove him crazy. He licked his lips, looking at the tautness of her tan thighs. He wanted more then anything to run his hands over the roundness of her trim fit bottom. He lit a cigarette and sighed as she continued to browse. “Are you coming in?” She asked as she started towards the door. He shook his head and waived her on, “Go ahead, I'll be in the Pawn Shop down the street.” She nodded her head and went inside, the bells on the door clanging together as it opened and closed. Richie started walking down the sidewalk. A few stores away, was the pawn shop. He had been there before and knew he could find a nice camera for a good price. He went inside and started looking around. The place was still the same. The lovely woman behind the counter smiled as she recognized him. He waved at her and then started towards the cameras. He decided on a 35mm with a zoom lens. He purchased it along with various rolls of film and a carrying case. He paid for it with his credit card and then walked back outside to see if he could see Ashley anywhere. He walked back up to the shop she had gone in and went to the door. He could see her inside, so he walked away and stood on the street looking around. A short while later, Ashley came out of the door, with a bag in her hands. She walked over to Richie who was smoking another cigarette. “What did you get?” He asked. “A bathing suit,” She said. His eyes lit up, “Can I see it?” “Later,” She said smiling. “I wanted to help you pick it out,” He frowned. She smiled, “Don't worry, you'll love it.” He smiled, placing his arm around her shoulders and pulled her in the direction he was heading. “Hey, what's in your bag?” She asked noticing he was carrying one. He smiled he handed her the bag, “Something I thought you could use.” She opened the bag and saw the camera, film and case. She hugged him and smiled, “That was very nice of you.” He smiled, “Well I figured we might as well take some pictures to make it look like we are really here sightseeing.” She laughed, “Yeah, that's a good idea.” He kissed her cheek as they continued walking down the sidewalk. They stopped off inside a restaurant and had a quick lunch. Before they left they ordered fountain drinks to go, and then hoped aboard what the natives called a Fancy Taxi. It was a horse drawn carriage decorated with a colorful umbrella and balloons. They rode to The La Gran Plaza, the local mall and did some shopping there. Ashley wanted to buy some sexy bras and matching panties, Richie insisted on paying for it, saying she shouldn't put it on Doc's credit card. Their last stop inside the mall, Richie took her into a woman's clothing store and told her he wanted to help her pick out some clothes. He picked out a short black dress and handed it to her. “Try this one,” He said. She took it from his hands and went back to the other rack of clothes she was going through. She picked out a few more tops, skirts and jeans and then headed into the dressing room. She looked at the dress Richie handed her and slipped it on. Her bra straps showed, so she took it off and smiled. It was a nice dress and it made her feel so sexy. She stepped out from behind the door where he was waiting. The black rayon dress had a supple waist line, dropping in soft folds to her middle to upper thigh. The top hung soft and loose, thin spaghetti straps tied at the shoulders in small bows. The effect was simple; yet sexy and Richie smiled as he thought how easily the top would fall when he undid those two little bows holding it up. “Do you like it?” She asked as she spun around for him, her hair tumbling around her shoulders as the dressed swayed in the breeze. He nodded his head, without saying anything. She saw the look in his eyes and knew how he felt about it without him saying anything at all. She smiled and walked back behind the door and finished trying on the rest of her clothes. Richie loved having her model for him, everything she put on he loved and soon couldn't decide which ones he liked best, so he bought them all, including the sexy black heeled sandals he picked out for her to wear with the black dress. They would for sure show off her sexy tone legs. After shopping Richie drove Ashley around the city so she could take some pictures. It was 3:48 PM when they pulled up back up outside the Villa. The sun was still hot and the swimming pool looked refreshing to Ashley. After they took their bags inside she pulled out the bathing suit she bought carefully keeping it hid from him. “Do you want to go swimming?” She asked as he was flipping through the phone book. He looked up and smiled, “Sure go ahead, I'll be out to join you as soon as I'm done.” She walked past him and looked down at what he was looking at. He covered the page with his hand and looked up at her smiling. “You'll see…later, go on.” He insisted. She laughed and went into the bathroom inside her bedroom and put on the bathing suit she bought. She stood at the mirror looking at herself. She smiled at the white string bikini; the bottom was Brazilian cut, that tied at the side of her hips. She giggled to herself thinking of what Richie's reaction was going to be. She loved the new self-assurance that she now had about herself. She ran her hands through her long waves and then tossed her hair back over her shoulders before she went out the door of her bedroom. She had her towel in her hand with her small beach bag that she had bought in the city. She took a deep breath, and a smile came across her face as she saw Richie still in the kitchen, looking at the phone book. She straightened her shoulders and started towards him. When she got passed him he said “STOP.” She stopped, hardly able to control her laughter. “Turn around,” He instructed her. When she turned around, she raised her eyebrow when she saw his reaction. “What's wrong?” She asked him. He shook his head, “Nothing.” He lowered his head back down to the phonebook, but Ashley saw the look in his eyes as he stared at her briefly. She turned back around and went outside to the pool. When she the room Richie picked up the phone. “Good lord,” he mumbled under his breath. After he dialed the number he looked out the glass doors at her bending over to spread her towel out on the lounge chair. He gulped and closed his eyes. He soon realized that he couldn't watch her and talk on the phone at the same time, he had to turn his back to her for the moment just to get her surprise all taken care off. When he did get off the phone, he practically raced into his room to change. He then went straight to the kitchen and made a pitcher of Margarita's and then joined her outside. He took advantage of her lying in her chair with her eyes closed; he admired her body as he walked up to her. “I thought you were going swimming?” He asked as he sat down beside her in the other chair. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, “I was waiting on you.” He handed her the drink he had made and winked as she took the glass from his hand. She lifted the glass to her lips and took a small sip, “What is this?” She asked, not recognizing the taste. “Margarita. It has Tequila in it.” She licked the salt off of her lips. “It's good.” “Glad you like it, later I'll give you a shot of Tequila.” He said as he went to the edge of the pool. She had to squint her eyes up to look at him. Seeing that he was going in the pool, she got up off the lounge chair and joined him. They both walked down the steps in the low end of the pool with drinks in hand. She hissed, feeling the cool water on her hot skin. Richie smiled, seeing the effect the cold water was having on her nipples. She handed him her drink, then dove under the water. Coming back to the surface she smiled, taking the drink back from him. “I like your bathing suit,” He said looking down at it. She grinned, “I noticed.” He laughed, “I like it even more when it's wet.” She looked down and laughed, “Well, I had you in mind when I bought it.” She walked over to him and wrapped her free arm around his neck. “So, you won't be wearing this suit in front of anyone else, I hope?” She playfully made a face like she had to think about it and giggled. He didn't laugh. “And I do mean Jason.” She rolled her eyes. “What is it with you and Jason?” He didn't answer. He took a drink from his glass, causing her to have to let go of him.
She stepped back away from him, seeing that he was bothered by it any thoughts where her and Jason were concerned. “Richie? What's wrong?” He stood back against the side of the pool staring at her, unable to find the words to say. She moved to him, pressing her body against his as she sat her drink down on the edge and then his.
She encircled her arms around his neck and softly kissed his lips. He wrapped his arms around her waist, his hands rubbing the bare skin on her back. She pulled away from him and smiled as she looked deeply into his eyes, “I'm not interested in anyone but you.” She looked away bashfully, “I'm not sure if you wanted to hear that or not.” He lifted her chin up to look in her eyes, his hand moved to cup her face as he lowered his lips down on hers. He kissed her slow and passionately, causing her to let her weight fall against him. His kiss lingered on her lips as he kissed the tip of her nose. "You don't know how good it is to hear that." He said, caressing her face as he looked down into her eyes. She smiled, but wondered how he felt about her. "What about you?" She asked softly "Can't you tell how I feel about you?" "But, is there anyone else?" "Do you see anyone else?" He said. She was putting him on the spot and he didn't like it. He still hadn't decided just what his feelings for her were and he didn't want to be forced into saying something he may have to take back later. "Well, no but, a woman likes to hear the words." He pulled her closer and stroked her back, "Baby you're all I need." She smiled as she hugged him back, kissing the skin of his chest as she did. He ran his hand down her back, slipping it under the small piece of material covering her backside. "I do like this suit," he murmured as he stroked the flesh under the material. She smiled up at him and pulled away, reaching for her drink. With her back to him, she took a long drink of her Margarita. Richie turned around and pressed himself against the back of her thigh, running his hand around her waist. He lowered his lips down to the nape of her neck and kissed her tenderly. She closed her eyes letting her head fall back against his shoulder. He bent his lips down to her ear where he kissed it, running his tongue around the outside of her earlobe then finally, sucking it gently. He lowered the hand at her waist; running his fingers along the edge of material that formed the leg of her suit. His fingers inched their way inside her bikini bottom, gradually running through the soft hair of her womanhood. She pulled away. "Richie please, not here. Not in broad daylight." “We are all alone, no one will see us. I just want to play.” He reasoned. "It's not that private, there are servants." He sighed and moved away from her, grumbling something she couldn't understand as he did. He guzzled his drink and got out of the pool to get another one. She frowned at his reaction and took a small sip of hers. Okay, this wasn't going well at all, she thought to herself. Was messing around in a pool in broad daylight a natural thing that lovers did? She felt the tears well up in her eyes as the reality sat in that she had reacted the way a child would. She was there to prove to him that she was not a child and she failed at the first attempt. Would there be a second one? When he came back outside after getting his refill, she was laying back on the lounge chair on her stomach. He couldn't stop the smile on his face when he looked down at the perfect round bottom that he had become infatuated with. He walked over and sat his drink down. Standing over her, he untied her top. “What are you doing?” She asked as she raised her head to look at him. “I thought maybe you wouldn't want to have a line across your back.” She smiled, “Oh. Well, okay.” She laid her head back down and closed her eyes. He pulled the camera out of the case and took the cap off the lens. “Ashley?” He said. When she looked over at him, he took her picture. “Richie!” She said hiding her face. "Come on baby; smile for the camera. We need to have memories don't we?" He teased. She rolled her head back and looked at him and smiled. What sweet memories she already had with him. She watched him lie back against the chair and close his eyes. Starting at his face, her eyes traveled his body. She felt a twinge inside, her heart nearly burst with happiness at the thought that he was hers. She wished they could just stay in this beautiful, wonderful place locked away from the world forever; just the two of them. She loved the way he looked in his trunks; and felt that now familiar feeling between her legs as she ran her eyes over his body. She knew he wanted her and she wanted him too but she wasn't sure if she was ready to give herself to him completely. Still, she wondered what it would feel like if she did. She'd given him so much already, but she wasn't sure if she was ready to go that far just yet. She took a sip from her drink and thought, but I have to prove to him that I am capable of doing this. She knew that giving herself to someone in that was a big decision, a decision that she wanted to make when the time was right. She held her top as she rose up and grabbed the camera with one hand. His eyes were still closed as she snapped the picture. This was one for her; she wasn't going to show it to anyone. He opened one eye and saw her still holding the camera. He made a playful grab for it and when she pulled away she forgot to keep her hand on her top. She shrieked as she scrambled to cover herself up with her arms and Richie couldn't help but laugh at her. He got up to get her top that had fallen onto the ground. “Here,” He said handing it to her, “You can't cover THAT much up with just your arms.” She grabbed the top and blushed, “Thank you.” “Let me help you,” He offered. “No, I'll go inside,” She said and turned to leave after she handed him the camera. He waited for her to get on the other side of the pool and he took a picture of her walking along the side going to the Villa. “Richie!” She laughed. He shrugged his shoulders and chuckled as she went inside. He then turned around and took a picture of the breathtaking view from where he stood ot the harbor.