This was it – the moment – the night she had been waiting for, and she had to look right!
Gazing in the full-length mirror again she took in her entire appearance.
Her hair was perfect, there was no doubt about that, she had been to the hairdressers earlier that day and had opted for a brand new look. Her blonde hair was now much shorter and finished just above her shoulders, they had spent ages straightening it for her and it did look the best it ever had.
Her make up was pretty flawless too, her eyes were surrounded with very light shades of pink, she had curled her lashes and had opted for a subtle lip-gloss. She had to admit she did look fantastic.
The bit she had the most problem with was her top. The colour was great, a girlish pink and the cut was good too, it was tight, low cut and finished just above her belly. The only problem really was the body that filled it, she wished more than anything that her chest was that little bit larger, it wasn’t that she had small boobs, in all honesty there was not a lot wrong with a C cup, but when you were up against Ella whose chest was practically up to her chin it gave you a slight complex. Oh well, they would just have to do.
She moved her eyes down towards her skirt; it clung flatteringly just below her stomach (thank god she hadn’t eaten much for the past few days) and finished nearly at the top of her legs. It was a simple classic style, grey and very tight, luckily she had the perfect figure to pull it off.
To finish the ensemble she picked out her new light pink shoes, they were classy yet had such a high heel on them they made her legs look even longer and thinner than normal.
Yes she looked perfect, every bit as pretty as Ella, if not even prettier.
Leaving her room she made her way into the bar, opening the door quietly to check out the situation before she sat down.
Chris and Mark were the only members down in the bar tonight which was perfect if the plan was going to work as Mark always went to bed early, of course the only flaw at the moment was the fact that Ella was sat right next to Chris, her chair so close to his she was practically sat on top of him.
Taking a deep breath Mel entered the room, pretending she hadn’t noticed the boys she sat on a table a few feet away from them and ordered her drink. Stealing a quick glance she was pleased to see that she had been noticed.
“Mel!” Mark called out from the table, “you all alone?”
She smiled over at him, “yep afraid so.”
“Come and join us,” he beckoned, pulling over a chair from the adjacent table and patting it with his hand.
“You sure you don’t mind?”
“Not at all, do we Chris?”
For the first time Christian broke away from his girlfriend and turned his eyes on Mel. The effect was immediate, even though she wasn’t looking directly at him, she could feel his eyes burning all over her body, he liked what he saw.
Smiling she got up from the table and walked over to them, making each step purposely slow and feeling her skirt rise even higher up her legs. Glancing casually over at Christian she was pleased to see that his eyes were fixed on her skirt, every time the material shifted up a little smile seemed to be flickering across his face.
Ella seemed to have noticed this too, scowling slightly she got up off her chair and plonked herself firmly down on to his lap. Immediately their connection was broken as he devoted all his attention back to his girlfriend.
Maybe this was going to be harder than she had first thought.
Sitting down on the chair next to Mark and immediately opposite to Chris and Ella she leaned right across the table towards him, knowing that this way he would get a full view of her slightly exposed chest.
“These tables are so wide, I can’t speak to you properly from all the way over there,”
Christian smiled at her, his eyes fixing quickly on her chest before looking back up at her again.
“And we can’t have that can we?”
“Certainly not.”
She could feel Ella glaring at her, if looks could kill right now Mel would be lying dead on the bar floor but she didn’t care, she was openly flirting with Chris right in front of her eyes and enjoying every second of it. He didn’t seem to be complaining too much either, tonight for the first time, he simply couldn’t take his eyes off her, he had been checking her out far more than he had been his own girlfriend.
“I’m just going to visit the ladies,” Mel said, giving him a huge smile.
She turned to leave, dropping her bag just in front of the table. Looking behind her quickly she could see that Christian was still looking at her, smiling to herself she bent right down to pick it up knowing that Christian would now be able to see right up her skirt.
Giving him a quick wink she moved towards the toilets.
Once inside she quickly got out her phone, dialling the hotel number.
“Hello, is this the Plaza in London? It is, fantastic. Could you give a message to Gabriella Buckfield please? This is her Agent calling, she’s needed back at the office immediately.”
Smiling smugly to herself, she pulled out her lip gloss, carefully applying some more before returning back to the table.
The plan was going even more smoothly as she noticed that Mark had left already.
“Where’s Mark gone?”
“He’s gone up to bed,” Chris smirked, “he’s such a light weight.”
Mel laughed and took another sip of her drink.
“You’re quiet tonight Gabs,” she commented, “you OK?”
Ella forced a smile at her, “I’m fine thanks.”
Mel’s fun of winding Ella up was soon brought to a halt as a waiter appeared at their table.
“Excuse me Ms Buckfield, I have an urgent message for you, your Agent says you are to go to the office immediately.”
He bobbed his head politely before returning back to the bar leaving an open mouthed Ella.
“How rude is this, calling me into work on a Friday night! The office is all the way up in Manchester for god’s sake.”
“Don’t worry babe, I’ll drive you up,” Chris said, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek.
“Chris!” Mel suddenly piped up from across the table, “you have a photo call first thing in the morning, and you’ve had pints, you can’t really go.”
Chris smiled at her, “thanks Mel, I didn’t think. What would I do without you?”
“Yeah, what?” Ella repeated sarcastically.
“Will you be OK driving yourself babe?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine,” Ella replied reluctantly, pulling herself off Christian’s lap and onto her feet, fixing Mel with an icy glare she pulled in closer to her boyfriend, kissing him passionately before leaving the room.
“And then there were two,” Mel smiled at him.
“Yep”
He nervously took a swig of his drink as Mel scooted her chair round closer to his, propping her elbows up on the table and leaning in close towards him.
Again she noticed how his eyes shifted slightly down towards his chest, bringing her arms slightly closer together she forced her chest to tighten up even more until it was heaving right against the material of her top.
Now she had him, she was sure of it, he had been staring at her for a whole minute straight and hadn’t once looked up at her face.
“What you thinking about?” she asked.
He blushed a slight shade of red, and muttered slightly, taking a quick swig of his drink.
“Its OK you know,” she continued, “you can look I won’t tell her.”
“Don’t know what you are talking about,” he replied.
“You don’t?” she whispered in his ear, her lips brushing ever so slightly against his skin.
He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound was coming out. She moved her head right up to his and gently placed her lips against his, he was surprised at first, but she took it slow, moving her mouth softly against his and finally he gave in until he was kissing her back.
Pulling away, she fixed her eyes right into his and took his hand.
“Come on, we are taking this upstairs.”
And with no hesitation he got up and followed her.
Once inside the room, she pushed him down so he was sat on the bed, and slowly took her top off until she was stood in front of him in just her skirt and bra.
Leaning towards him she placed her lips on his once again, this time he was much more hesitant and she was getting little response.
Feeling for his hand, she gently picked it up and placed it on her chest, putting her other hand on top of it and pressing his skin hard against hers.
He took his lip off hers, “Mel!”
“What?” she whispered.
“Mel – I can’t do this.”
Ignoring his words, she began to nibble gently on his lower lip, running her fingers through his hair.
“Mel!” he said a little louder than last time, “this isn’t going to happen.”
“Why?”
“I love Ella, I can’t do this to her.”
Sighing in exasperation Mel took off her bra, hoping that may be that would make him change his mind. Grabbing at his head, she gently pulled it down towards her chest.
He tugged against her.
“Mel! No!”
He handed her the bra but she tossed it aside again, quickly climbing up on his lap and pushing him down until he was pinned against the bed.
“Mel!” he said, his voice filled with annoyance, “I’m not interested, you aren’t going to change my mind.”
“We’ll see about that!” she retorted.
Reaching down she found the button on his jeans and gently pulled them down and off.
Focusing all her attention on to his stomach she began to gently kiss it, running her long finger nails up and down his skin.
“Mel!” he complained again.
She sighed, there was nothing for it she had been forced into a corner and was going to have to do what she had to do.
She gently slipped off his boxers and tossed them to the side of the bed. Looking down she smiled as she saw what she wanted. Just below his well toned stomach were his two muscle lines leading downwards, she placed her lips on one, running them all the way down before returning to the other side and feeling her way down that one too. As she reached the end, she noticed that he was finally ready and she had to do what was needed.
“You OK with this?” she asked him.
She knew now that she had more or less taken him to the point of no return, no man in his right mind was going to refuse this, he nodded and she gave him an almost smug smile before leaning in.
She took it as far as she could, leaving him just as he had started to want more.
“What you do that for?” he asked, his voice tight.
She quickly took the rest of her clothes off and lay herself on top of him, rushing to take his shirt off as well.
“I need something else now,” she replied and before he could speak another word, she had felt for what she needed and pushed it into place.
She began to move up and down slowly against him, refusing to pick up the pace and wanting nothing more than to just look into his eyes.
Christian had other ideas, he spun her round quickly so she was on the bottom and he was in control.
She had her hands on his back, gently pushing down on him to make him go slow. He wanted to make it all much faster, but she wouldn’t let him. Eventually he managed to catch hold of her hands and pinned her arms down against the bed. Now he could do what he wanted with her. He began to move a lot faster, kissing her roughly all over her neck and down to her chest. Her breathing had begun to quicken, until eventually she came and he felt her hands beneath his clinging tightly on to the bed sheets struggling to prevent herself from crying out.
She had had what she wanted - he had made her orgasm – now may be she would leave him alone to get some rest.
He pulled out of her quickly and put his boxers back on, climbing under the duvet, he turned to her and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
“You were great,” he said softly, “thanks.”
Mel sat up, she was still completely naked and everywhere that he had touched was still burning, only the tears that trickled down her face seemed to cool it down.
They had done it. The one thing she had been pining for for ages had come true, she had slept with Christian. Except it had all been wrong, they hadn’t made love, they had had a quick meaningless shag in a hotel room, she had been forced to go down on him and she felt dirty.
This wasn’t what she wanted at all.
She began to pull on her clothes.
“You OK?” he asked her gently.
“Fine,” she choked out before getting up and rushing to get out of the room.