A Sweet Escape/Chapter 2
Chapter II
What is a man to do stuck in a hotel room with an energetic 7 year old? Not much. Part of me really wanted to take Zoe out somewhere and explore this town we were in. But my brother’s instructions were clear and I didn’t want to disobey them without at least knowing a little more about what kind of trouble he was in. I was really glad I had stopped to get her that stuffed animal on the way. It was a unicorn she had decided to name Jeff. I thought Jeff was a weird name for a unicorn, but I didn’t tell her that.
Jeff held her attention for a while, as did the kid’s shows on the motel room’s television set. But that didn’t stop her from running and skipping around the room eventually, not understanding why we couldn’t leave the room. I knew we’d need to go shopping eventually, but I had put it off by convincing the underpaid motel staff to bring their breakfast to the room for a healthy tip from the duffle bag.
Zoe’s energy wasn’t my only problem, however. My energy was through the roof, too. My sexual energy anyways. Just like last night, my surprised thoughts about little girls—and about Zoe herself rose to the surface. I tried once again to beat them back down, but being stuck in the same room with her didn’t make it easy.
What’s more, 7 year olds aren’t exactly good at being modest. In Zoe’s case, as long as she’s comfortable with you, she doesn’t think twice about it. She was one to run around the house in her underwear or even in her pull-up before getting dressed for the day.
This particular morning, she stayed in her pull-up until after we ate breakfast. I couldn’t help but find it erotic as she played with her new stuffed unicorn and leaped over the bed clad only it that and a t-shirt. Eventually, she decided it was time to change into panties, and I was treated to a front row seat as she peeled down her pull-up and replaced it with a pair of clean panties before resuming her play.
She finally did settle down for a bit to watch TV. It was around lunch time that it was clear she was starting to get bored of that; and that’s when I knew it was time to leave for some supplies. I instructed Zoe to get properly dressed and she picked out a yellow t-shirt from her suitcase and a pair of elastic pants which conformed to her legs perfectly.
While we were out, I grabbed a few board games we could keep ourselves occupied with as well as a few toys Zoe could play with. As for myself, I picked out a stack of books that I hoped would satisfy my own boredom.
Our motel room had a small freezer and refrigerator, so I was able to buy some perishable food along with some cereal, ramen, and easy mac. It would keep us from going hungry for a few days until my brother got in touch, at least.
Back at the hotel room, it was a lot smoother sailing for both of us with things to do. That didn’t stop her from asking about her father. I was beginning to wonder myself. By this time it had been more than 24 hours since he told me to leave town with Zoe. I hid any worry from Zoe, though. I didn’t feel the need to keep much else from her, though. I explained that he was in trouble with some bad people at his work and asked me to keep her safe.
She seemed somewhat satisfied with that answer along with my reassurance that he would probably call me soon. I had half a mind to call him, but I figured I’d give him a little while longer yet.
After we’d eaten dinner, I told Zoe it was time to get ready for bed. After little argument, she began to peel off her t-shirt, dropping it on the motel room floor. I was greeted to a view of her bare chest and I tried rather unsuccessfully not to imagine kissing her nipples that barely protruded from her chest. It didn’t stop there.
She lost her panties next, giving me a view of her bare ass before she somewhat clumsily dressed in a girl’s pink and white pull-up.
“Can I sleep in your bed, Justin?” She asked now ready for bed. “I feel kind of lonely in a big bed all my myself.”
“But you’ve got Jeff,” I picked up her new stuff unicorn, trying to fight my urge for a moment.
“That’s not the same,” Zoe pouted.
“Fine, but go brush your teeth first,” I relented, though I didn’t need much convincing. I stripped off my pants and decided to take off my t-shirt tonight, too.
“I should have bought us pajamas today,” I thought to myself in a brief moment of clarity. At the same time, I was glad I didn’t. Or at least my cock was glad I didn’t.
“Hey, you’re in you’re underwear,” the little girl giggled, seeing me for the first time since disappearing into the bathroom to brush her teeth.
“Come on, let’s get to bed. I’ll try to get in touch with your father tomorrow morning.” She ran over and hopped into my bed, I climbed in after her and she immediately snuggled up to me.
My cock was instantly alert and I couldn’t fight the urge to keep from snuggling her back. I felt her bare skin, warm against my chest. I placed an arm around her, and planted a kiss on her forehead. She turned her body slightly and her thigh rubbed up against my erect cock through the thin layer of cotton that covered it. Her scent was captivating, too
Of all the women I’d been with up until that point; I couldn’t help myself from feeling that this was the hottest thing I’d ever done. I rubbed my hand over her chest and rested it there as we both drifted to sleep.
I’ll never know how I resisted doing anything more that night. My sexual frustration had been building since the night before when I had changed her for bed. Every time I looked at her, I wanted to run my hands all over her. But at that point, I was somehow still convinced that nothing would happen. There was no way I could allow myself to do anything with a child, let alone my little niece. Early that morning however, I caught myself getting bolder.
We had both been sound asleep, but I was awakened by the movement of the little girl snuggled next to me. The clock read 1:35 am but I knew why Zoe was awake.
She hopped out of bed, perhaps unaware I was even awake and I watched through the dim light, enjoying the view as she walked over to her suitcase. She stripped off her wet pull-up, dropping it on the floor before reaching down for a clean one. She finally noticed me when she stoop up and turned towards the bed.
“Hey, quit staring at me while I’m changing,” Zoe scolded me.
“Sorry,” I responded without really trying to look away as she put on her fresh pull-up.
When she returned to bed, I hugged her close, pressing her up against my body. She snuggled into me, completely innocent of any sexual feelings and completely unaware of the dilemma I was grappling with. Still, I knew she could probably feel my erect cock in between us. I felt as though I might cum from the feeling of her stomach rising and falling over the tip.
I ran a hand down her back and over her pull-up. Then, I hoisted her up until her face met mine. I planted a kiss on her forehead. Then another on her cheek. I felt my hips gyrating, causing my cock to rub against her pull-up through the fabric.
She only reacted to snuggle closer to me, feeling safe in my arms and completely oblivious to anything else. It didn’t take much for me, few more careful movements later and my cock was erupting inside of my boxers. I enjoyed the feeling of her small chest pressed against mine as I came harder than I ever had in my entire life.
She remained completely unaware to the entire thing when it was over. I could feel part of my boxers had soaked through where I had cum, depositing some onto the outside of Zoe’s pull-up and onto our bedsheets.
With my cock satisfied for now, we both drifted back to sleep snuggling close to one another.