Chapter 4
Lunch with NatashaHarwood was awesome. Lillian was glad to have her over and talked like she would never see Natasha again so she needed to ask all her questions right there. But I knew better. I checked my watch, waiting for when my mother would arrive. We had started lunch without her. I wondered what was keeping her.
After lunch, I took the dishes to the kitchen. Natasha helped while I asked Lillian for some reason went into her room. I think she was trying to give me some space to talk with Natasha. That child was no longer a child after all. We spoke about many things and I told her about my family background. I told her about my father and my mother. I told her about how I did not really have much extended family, especially on my mother’s side. Mother had told us about her sister and they never really got along. It was so bad that I did not even know where her sister was, what of family she had, her husband or kids. Surely she would have adult kids right now. Natasha seemed to have that in common with me and it made us connect better. I only wished mother could be here to see her.
When I asked Natasha to take that special place in my heart, she kissed me without even saying any words. That was even better than the reply I had hoped for and the beginning of a new world of happiness for me.
Things continued to move incredibly between Natasha and me. I think even Lillian knew this. We went hiking together and even went to see a movie with Lillian. I wanted to take things to the next stage with her so I invited her over.
In no time, Natasha was at the house and she was dressed in very thick clothing because of the cold. She took part of it off as she entered the warmth of the house. After we talked for a long time she asked for some wine. She had a freaky look in her eyes so I didn’t ask any questions… I just poured her some wine and she drank it all in one gulp. She said she did not want any second thoughts while she did what she had planned for me. I prayed in my mind that it was all what I wanted; and it seemed like my prayers were swiftly answered when she quickly leaned closer to me and planted a kiss on my lips. I needed no further invitation so I returned the kiss and we indulged in a round of passionate kissing while my hands found their way to the hem of her shirt. I lift it up while I explored her mouth with mine. She helped me ease it out of her by lifting her hands. I gladly let my hands work on her soft feminine endowments while soft moans escaped her lips. She was very excited and every delicate part of her body was all too proud to show this fact. I got undressed in record time and before you could say Philip, I was already on my favorite position on top the woman I now loved with all of my heart.
I kissed her lips, and traced it down her neck and rest on her chest. When I looked up at her, her eyes were closed. She was somewhere in a world of her own… a world of pleasure. My tongue found the amazing taste of her succulent mounds, and I sucked, interchanging, and using my free hand to squeeze the softest flesh I had held.
The other of my hand went down her belly…slowly and deeper down, under the elastic bands of her underwear. She moaned. Oh my, she was soaking my fingers with her nectar. I kissed her lips again, shutting her up as I positioned myself to thrust into her. She moaned loudly inside my mouth as she felt the strength of each thrust. She is amazing and sweet. Our bodies glued together like they were a perfect pair made from the same pod. And then we climaxed together. I stiffened as she convulsed her fluids in the passion of love.
After we were done, I prepared a light meal for the both of us. I knew that mother and Star were not coming back any time soon. We finished eating and she went into the kitchen to drop the plates. I was already dressed in jeans and a shirt while she just had a robe on… one of my mother’s. I silently want toward the kitchen and she turned back to find me smiling at her. Her robe was quite loose and I had been hard since we were eating.
I walked to her and ran my hands over her beautiful body… kissing her and watching her lift her head to the ceiling. She was a true woman and I wondered how such a woman was still single. My manhood was pushing hard at my jeans, fighting to get out. She returned my kiss as our lips met; holding me tightly like I would somehow disappear if she let me go for even a second. I let my hands go around her, and descend down to cup her soft bum that jiggle in my palms. Oh, the squeeze felt orgasmic.
I feel her hands on my jeans as she unbuckled the only button and let the pants fall to the floor. She smiled as she saw how much I was ready for her. Still standing, she ran her hands on my back as I tried to guide my raging tool into her. And she was eager and receptive as I slid delicately into her, forming a rhythm and listening to her soft moans in my ears. I heard her call my name in the softest tone I had heard her speak. She held me for support, and I held the kitchen sink to keep balance. We made love right there in the kitchen