Enid's POV

Tristan asked me to go to the movies with him, my choice and I agreed. I decided to choose Ms Quarterback which was about a girl trying out for the lead position on a football team in memory of her dead brother. Tristan wasn't too onboard with the choice at first but as soon as I told him the synopsis I could see his eyes get wide. He was hoping for crying! Not only from the beautiful lead actress but also me

'I'll try not to let you down' I whispered as I loved it when he enjoyed my tears running down my cheeks. While we were queuing for the movie, he seemed desperate to hear how Robyn and Marie got on.

'Sorry darling, your instincts were wrong.' I said to him gently. 'Marie is straight, she doesn't like girls'

My boyfriend was very befuddled

'But she came out of an LGBT meeting, I saw her' he said.

'She could be a straight ally' I suggested 'They do go to LGBT meetings, or perhaps she was setting up'

'But Marie was crying and hugging Robyn' he persisted.

'Robyn agreed to be her friend' I replied. 'She hasn't had much luck finding actual friends. Most of the guys and the girls at college take the mick out of her fashion sense and her accent. I can imagine it would be quite moving for her to meet someone who takes her as she is'

Tristan's shoulders started to droop, but I told him he'd done Robyn and Marie a great service. Although they could never be a couple they seemed destined to be close friends

We went into the movie. The actress playing Claire the eponymous Ms. Quarterback had long dark brown hair - like Marie's actually, just not as thick - and she did cry in the movie her beautiful tears streaming down her face.

I cried along with her and Tristan gently wiped them away in the gloom of the auditorium

Jarrod turns down my request to spend time at the beach in as delicate a way as possible. He tells me the nearby beaches are pretty rundown and dirty. The nice ones are pretty far away. He said he wasn't sure we'd make it to them today but we can drive down the coast and enjoy the sight of the beach. I hesitantly agree.

The next morning we have a nice breakfast then get dressed. I finally decide it's warm enough for me to wear my new shorts. I was excited as I know how much Jarrod likes looking at, touching and indulging himself in my legs. I quickly choose a pair of light blue jean shorts that barely come to mid thigh, a tight white no sleeve shirt that shows off quite a bit if my abs and white sneakers.

We finally leave and head to Cork stopping in Helvick Head and Cobh along the way. We finally reach Cork and take a nice walk a round town as well as climb the bell tower at St. Ann's Shandon.  Jarrod asks me if I  am starting to get hungry as he wouldn't mind stopping for a bite. As soon as I say yes he asks me if I'd prefer Market Lane, Quinlans Seafood Bar or Gallagher 's Gastro Pub. I choose Quintana Seafood Bar as I like seafood but rarely get any as it is so expensive. I decide to treat myself. It is my honeymoon after all.

After a wonderful lunch (not to mention a great view) we decide to walk off the food a bit. Jarrod asks me if I wouldn't mind having a drink with him once we stumble across Larry Tompkins Pub. Out waiter at the restaurant suggested it and said many nice things of the place. I figured why not. Its not everyday we can indulge ourselves and drink in Ireland. I tell Jarrod I'm going to have just one drink. Any more and he might have to carry me to our hotel for the night. He told me we'd be staying at Calderon Hotel in Shsndon Cork city.

We ended up staying at the pub a little longer than we anticipated. Jarrod enjoying 3 drinks. I myself had 2 and a shot on the house once the bartender found out we were on our honeymoon. I stumbled my way back to the car, but assured Jarrod I was fine and was having an amazing time.

After a wonderful day with Camilla, we call it a night. Camilla a bit dizzy, as she is not good at handling alcohol. I am also pretty relaxed with a few drinks.
As soon as we enter our room, the day goes in my mind as if in a movie: The first surprise, when we get dressed, she took my word and is wearing a pair of light blue Jean shorts, barely covering her upper thighs (maybe a quarter-third part of her thighs), a sleeveless white top that shows her abs completely, only covering her breasts, and a pair of white runners. I pick a long sleeve green t-shirt with a rain jacket, a pair of black, water resistant, performance shorts and black hiking boots.

I can’t wait to get on the car, but we should eat something if we want to have energy for the day. During breakfast I couldn’t help to slide my shin under her calf and brush it lightly, I notice she likes feeling my soft skin on her shapely calf. She gives me a look which encourages me to turn the soft, light brushes into full contact. I lift my leg, feeling her relaxed calf give in, and rub her calf, feeling her muscles going to her inner leg when I push my shin and out when I pull. I slide my shin along her calf until I reach the back of her thigh. I feel a tent slowly forming in my shorts when I feel her smooth, silky thigh give in, starting to tremble as Camilla starts to get aroused as well.

Fortunately, we finish breakfast and get in the car without delay. As soon as I secure my seatbelt, I drop my right hand on Camilla’s irresistible left upper thigh (as she seldom shows it), slowly caressing her relaxed quads, outer thigh and inner thigh intermittently, getting to feel it heavenly jiggling once in a while(when there was a bump, a small debris or something on the road) as we enjoy the beach below along the coastal highway.

We make a stop to climb to the promontory and the bell tower at St. Ann, I get extremely aroused seeing Camilla flexing her thigh and calf muscles, I teasingly brush my arm or my thigh as we climb.

After the climb we got hungry and went to the seafood, what a good lunch we had. We hopped on and off walking across the city, until we finally hit the famous Larry Tompkins pub, getting a few drinks.

Even though I had a drink more than her, I was way more alert, I never thought I’d think Camilla looked so sexy, her wobbling legs jiggling as she is trying to keep her balance.
We reach the Maldron hotel and I playfully lift her like the princess she is and carry her to our room.

As soon as she hits the bed, she falls asleep, I guess I’ll save my arousal for tomorrow. Tonight, indulging caressing her silky thighs and calves will do. I love how, even sleeping, she craves for me, as soon as I undress and get in bed, she intertwines her legs with mine. I caress her cheek as I whisper I love you, then bring my hand to her thigh, softly caressing, squeezing and lightly jiggling it until I drift off asleep.

I was glad to make it to our hotel realizing the alcohol affected me more than I previously realized. Trying to get out of the car I could feel my legs wobbling as I could barely keep my balance. That's when I felt Jarrod pick me up princess style and carry me to our room. The whole way I couldn't stop smiling as I felt so special.

I barely hit the bed when I felt myself drifting off. Before I completely fell asleep I could feel Jarrod  caressing my silky thighs and calves. A few min later I'm started awake by him climbing back into bed, this time naked. I then feel him caress my cheek while whispering he loved me. I rolled over and placed my head right between the crook of his neck and his shoulder and as I felt him bring his hand to my thigh, caressing, squeezing and jiggling it I felt a thick warm tear escape the inner corner of my right eye, roll down my cheek a few in before dripping off and landing on his shoulder.  I felt slightly guilty I couldn't indulge him in his arousal because I decided to indulge in one too many drinks during the evening even though I said I wouldn't.

That's all I remembered before I finally drifted back off. I remembered even less the next morning. Luckily when I awoke all I had was a slight headache and not a raging hangover. Even so I decided to tell Jarrod we should take it easy today.

Last edited by Princess_Lucky1731 (May 11, 2022 4:16 am)

Tristan's POV:

I meet Enid after work, she is wearing the outfit I got for her, she looks stunning in that red skirt and gray hoodie, she chooses Ms. Quarterback, I think it's a chick flick, then again, Enid tells me the synopsis, I can't hide my amusement when I see Enid potentially crying, she then teases me whispering: "I'll try not to let you down".

Sensing I am curious about Robyn and Marie, she tells me nothing happened, since Marie is straight, I'm a bit disappointed. Enid explained not all girls at LGBT meetings are lesbians. Anyways, we get inside the movie theatre.

The movie goes not as boring as I expected, until it reaches the scene I was expecting, the girl interpreting Claire (which kind of looks like Marie) cries buckets of tears, big tears are showing on the screen, her cheeks with several tear streaks and her lips curled. I cross my arm around Enid's shoulders, surprisingly feel them shaking in light sobs, I turn to look at her, only to find the most beautiful lip curl I have ever seen and huge, thick tears streaming down her face. I place a hand on her warm thigh as I lean and kiss a tear from her cheek, bringing my other hand to lovingly wipe her tear streaks. I get turned on feeling her hot tears and tear streaks on my lips and hands.

Enid looks way more beautiful than the actress. I am more surprised when Enid corresponds giving me a deep French kiss, I feel in heaven as we are making out while I am taking care of her tears. I must be dreaming.